The silver bones became crystal clear in the moonlight, as if they were immortal, but they exuded bursts of dead air, which made people dare not approach. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little guy enjoyed this dead air very much, and it lay beside the silver bone, and got another fruit from somewhere, and gnawed very comfortably.

Opposite the silver bone in front of him, there is also a most ordinary yellow mud tomb, and the wooden board spirit plate in front of the tomb is engraved with words that Jiang Zhen is very familiar with, but after looking at it carefully, he feels a little incomprehensible.

These words are very similar to the earthworm characters that Jiang Zhen was familiar with in his previous life, but they are somewhat close to the simplified characters in the world today, anyway, Jiang Zhen can understand these words.

"The Tomb of Lyudan!" The spirit tablet is carved with five large characters in blood.

Around the tomb, there are many Du Dan flowers, which are very beautiful, but they are incompatible with the surrounding dead air.

"Hey, is this a blood crystal?" Jiang Zhen found that there was a black spar in the hand of the silver bone in front of him, and the curious Jiang Zhen reached out to catch it.

Airplanes!

My mind went blank.

Not long after, a dream appeared in my mind, as if it was a interpretation of the original nature of all things.

A Dudan flower is in full bloom, exuding a faint white glow, and the white sacredness makes people understand that this is the most primitive peace of mind, and no one will bear to pick it.

However, there is a termite in the heart of the flower, which has always been there, and neither butterflies nor bees have come to alarm it.

The termites seem to have been contaminated with the holy light on the Dudan flower, and slowly transformed into silver as the years passed.

10,000 years later......

The silver ant gradually evolved, and turned into a young man in white, and the young man in white with sword eyebrows and starry eyes did not go away, he has been guarding next to Du Danhua.

Finally one day, Du Danhua also turned into a beautiful girl in a white dress, her holiness is undoubted, her beauty is hard to find, they laughed at each other, held hands and left the cave, and flew up the cliff of broken love.

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With a snap, Jiang Zhen was disconnected from the dream, and the body outside didn't have time to stand firmly, so he sat down on the ground.

"Ten thousand years of preaching, reforming Du Dan, both of them preached and turned into people, but I didn't expect to end up like this."

Jiang Zhen looked at the silver bones and the tomb, and couldn't help but sigh: "Du Danhua died, it was really a ghost and a charm." ”

For some reason, Jiang Zhen couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the silver bones and the grave, and inexplicably became sentimental, and asked himself regretfully: "Who killed such a beautiful girl?" ”

No one was able to give him an answer.

But the dream just now...... Why don't you tell the tragedy of their life and death? To be able to transform into a human after 10,000 years of enlightenment, according to the ability of that silver ant, it must not be possible to let a beautiful girl die!

"Huh?"

Jiang Zhen frowned and lowered his head, and exclaimed in confusion: "What about the blood pattern crystal?" ”

He found that the black hedron he had been holding tightly in his hand was now gone.

"My vision has become so clear, I can actually see things outside the hole?" Jiang Zhen turned to look at the mouth of the deep black cave, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"I know what's going on."

"I was activated by the blood pattern crystal to the deep sea of consciousness in the brain, and I awakened the spiritual witch seal." He remembered something, and it dawned on him.

If someone was here, he would definitely find that Jiang Zhen had a vertical eye between his eyebrows, he blinked his vertical eye, closed it gently, reached out and touched it between his eyebrows, and found that it had never appeared.

"This is my third eye in my previous life, and it is also the witch seal that has been passed down from generation to generation in my Jiang clan, but it is ......"

Jiang Zhen touched the position where the vertical eyes disappeared, the clear eyes without impurities, revealing a resolute look, his tone was a little heavier, and he said affirmatively: "However, I am a unique witch seal, and I can close it freely." ”

Jiang Zhen's memory of his previous life was only one-sided, but he had not forgotten the problem of cultivation, the first threshold was to awaken the witch seal first, and now he knew that he had awakened.

Jiang Zhen didn't have much joy about awakening, it can be said that he took it for granted, thinking that the original owner couldn't even wake up, and he still had the heart to rob others of women, and he was very unhappy.

In the information of the original owner, he also knew that no one in Jiangjia Village could wake up now, and after learning the news, Jiang Zhen was really disappointed, he sighed a lot today, and was unhappy many times, this time it was the most worrying.

"The brain is full of mental vitality and memory growth, but the memories of past lives are still vague." Jiang Zhen closed his eyes and felt the changes in his brain, and muttered.

"The Blood Crystal is the inheritance of this ant? How powerful can the inheritance of an ant be? Jiang Zhen remembered the blood crystal just now, which must be the inheritance of the silver ant, for him, a too ancient ancestor, he really didn't have much hope for the ant.

"Forget it, after awakening the witch seal, you still need deep sleep to be able to enter the deep sea of consciousness in the brain, and it is not so easy to achieve deep sleep, so you will have to make plans then." Jiang Zhen still closed his eyes, frowned tightly, shook his head and said.

"I didn't expect that the Jiang family would be reduced to such a field from the ancient inheritance to the present, and the secret method of awakening has been broken, what are you talking about Jiang Zhen's descendants?"

"The Puppet Treasure Book, this is the inheritance of the ancestors of the Jiang family?"

"Bullshit, that's the draft I made a toy puppet to coax children to play, didn't I ask Jiang Ziya to throw away those drafts? Why did you stay? ”

Jiang Zhen felt the original owner's information again, suddenly opened his eyes, and learned of the decline of the Jiang family today, and couldn't help but scold.

The information obtained from it made Jiang Zhen very unhappy, and now he is very angry.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jiacun regarded the draft he used to refine toys as the treasure of the town, which was simply a bad lesson for future generations and affected his reputation, Jiang Zhenxin secretly scolded Jiang Ziya for not throwing away the draft.

If it is for the supreme of all worlds, Jiang Ziya, who is a divine martial artist, will definitely be frightened after hearing this.

Jiang Zhen, who was deflated, suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders, looked sideways, and found that the little guy had thrown himself into the net and jumped on his shoulder.

Although he was very angry, he really couldn't get angry when he saw such a cute and innocent little guy.

"Little one, did you take the wrong medicine? Why don't you run away? Jiang Zhen stared at it and interrogated, only to see that it was dealing with it very innocently, which made Jiang Zhen feel speechless.

Now he didn't have time to take care of it, Jiang Zhen let the little guy lie on his shoulder.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the sky through the hole at the top of the cave, and the morning light shone in, and before he knew it, the night had passed.

A few steps ahead, Jiang Zhen bowed to the silver bone and said, "Fellow Daoist, I have offended your tranquility, if there is anything to offend, please bear with me!" ”

If it is about seniority, Jiang Zhen is probably older than him, but there is no one else here, and shouting Daoyou is considered to be enough to save face.

Then, Jiang Zhen took the little guy out of the cave and walked away in the direction of the rising sun.

Although Jiang Zhen didn't get a reliable route from the original owner's mind, this guy could still remember a place called Dongjiao City.

The eastern suburbs are chaotic, and it's a big wasteland. The hunting caravans in Xinjiang are mainly trading cities, and the most important thing is that there are many Fengyue places there, and when the original owner sees the tiger girl every day before his death, he will think of the girl named Meng Zhiyan in Qiandeng Lake.

What made Jiang Zhen speechless was that he had never seen the beauty of the girl who dreamed of Zhiyan, but in his mind he had seen the girl from a distance several times from the original owner's conceptual picture.

There is a passenger boat on Qiandeng Lake, a girl with a masked face is in the dulcimer, her tenderness is like water, her piano sound is like a dream, she is the famous Qiandeng fairy in the eastern suburbs.

Many people worship her, especially women, and the tiger girl also learns from her to wear white gauze and a white skirt, which looks like her.

Slowly, the original owner began to treat the tiger girl as a substitute, no wonder he was jealous for her.

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The scorching sun rises and the breeze blows waves, and it is also sultry.

In the green jungle, a young man walked down the hill in the dust, the shirt was scratched by the claws of wild beasts, or scratched by branches, showing fresh blood, and looked very embarrassed.

On his shoulder was a black, long-eared squirrel with bright eyes and a fruit in his hand squeaking.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, the young man paused, looked up and saw that there was a village in front of him, and there were even city walls, and those buildings were not much worse than those in the city.