On a starless night, two figures sneaked out of the hut by the lake and crept into the depths of the sea of flowers.

Xiao Zibai walked on tiptoe while whispering to Tang Lin, "Seriously, do we need to be so careful? I felt like there was no one around ......"

Tang Lin glared back at him, "shhh ”

What he said made a lot of sense, Xiao Zibai couldn't refute it, so he shut up quietly. But after being quiet for a moment, Xiao Zibai suddenly poked Tang Lin on the other end of the contract again: "...... We're cultivators, aren't we? So why not use invisibility charms? Want to sneak around here? ”

Tang Lin was silent for a moment and replied quietly: "Because I forgot." ”

Xiao Zibai was suddenly very embarrassed, and he wanted to fly back a moment ago to suppress the unspoken words in his stomach, but Tang Lin suddenly laughed lightly at this moment.

"Don't panic, I'm kidding." He took Xiao Zibai's hand and explained, "After all, this is the territory of the demon clan, and they will never let us go. The five senses of demons are generally very sensitive, even if you use an invisibility charm, you can't hide the sound and smell together, right? It's better to honestly disguise yourself as a mortal, not easy to arouse suspicion. ”

…… Actually, he really forgot.

Fortunately, Xiao Zibai did not get to the bottom of it, but held his hand instead, and said in a low voice: "Since it is a disguise, then why not disguise a full set?" You say, what do two mortals do when they don't sleep in the middle of the night and come out into the sea of flowers? ”

"Looking at the stars?" Tang Lin replied subconsciously, but as soon as he finished saying this, he couldn't help but sneer lightly: "...... I forgot, there are no stars in the sky. ”

Indeed, in this so-called Lang Huan Wonderland, there is no sun during the day and no stars at night, only a round and white thing that rotates continuously for twelve hours a day. It is the sun in the daytime, the moon in the night, and there are at most one or two dimming circles on it, and there is really nothing to see. Tang Lin looked around, simply pulled Xiao Zibai to sit down, pointed to the surface of the lake and said, "Let's look at the lake." ”

However, this lake is actually not very beautiful, the water is clear and translucent, and it looks like a polished crystal in the dark night, but there is no trace of life and pangas, and the whole thing is frozen like crystal. But the two of them were just looking for an excuse, so they sat down in the sea of flowers, and the flowers and plants all over the ground were dense and thick, but they were a bit like a velvet carpet.

As soon as Xiao Zibai's weight pressed on the turf, he noticed that something was wrong, and couldn't help but reach out and gently press the ground, and said with some wondering: "Why do I suddenly feel that this ground is not quite right?" ”

Tang Lin also felt it, and he whispered, "If it's really as I guessed...... Then the ground is wrong, in fact, it is also normal. ”

Xiao Zibai pressed his hand on the ground for a moment, his movements suddenly stiffened for a moment, he frowned, and suddenly his five fingers turned into claws and grabbed the ground full of flowers and plants!

His claw scratched through the dirt, but he didn't pick out the flowers and plants that were growing on the soil: they didn't seem to be born in the dirt, but there was something buried under the dirt, and the flowers and plants were deeply rooted in it.

"Is anyone watching?" Xiao Zibai asked Tang Lin quietly, and as soon as Tang Lin raised his hand, the breeze quietly blew through the sea of flowers.

"No, at least not within a hundred miles." Tang Lin replied in a low voice, and quietly pinched a finger in his sleeve: "Do what you want, even if someone is watching here from a hundred miles away, I guarantee that he will not notice anything within three quarters of an hour." ”

Xiao Zibai nodded, and his subordinates began to exert force, trying to grab the flowers and plants and pull them out. Who knew that those flowers and plants looked weak, but the roots were extremely stubborn, and the rhizomes were also extremely tough. Xiao Zibai is a sword cultivator who has already formed a Dan, although he has never deliberately refined his body, and the strength in his hands is far beyond that of ordinary people, but now he has pulled the force, but he has not been able to pull out the flowers and plants, but the thing buried under the flowers and plants has been brought up little by little.

Probably because the outside world is full moon at the moment, the light emitted from the disc in Lang Huan Wonderland is also extremely bright, and the thing has just shown an outline, and the two of them have already seen its appearance clearly through the light.

Xiao Zibai's movements on his hands couldn't help but pause.

"This is ......," he said, closing his mouth and continuing to quietly pull the thing out from beneath the ground. Tang Lin looked at it for a moment, then stretched out a hand and pointed out a little earth-colored light towards the ground under his feet. The light fell silently, but the ground full of flowers and plants cracked several deep grooves, and Xiao Zibai's action of pulling the thing was much easier, and after a while, he pulled the thing up halfway.

The reason why half of the pull is not all is because the pull out of this half is completely sufficient.

Under the pale light of the disc in the sky, Tang Lin and Xiao Zibai stood one and one half-squatting, facing each other in the vast sea of flowers. A large hole was broken in the ground between them, and a half-black human figure was crooked out of the mouth, covered with slender and white roots of flowers and plants.

After a while, Tang Lin suddenly said, "I didn't smell the stench." ”

“…… Me neither. Xiao Zibai looked at the humanoid carefully for a moment: "It seems that it is still intact, and it is not decayed." He thought for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the veins of the human form, Tang Lin was startled, and before he could stop it, Xiao Zibai had already raised his head with burning eyes: "This person is alive!" He's not dead! He- he's still in a heartbeat! ”

However, things seem to get even more dire in this way. How can a normal living person, even if he was alive before, be alive after being covered with flowers and buried in the ground for an unknown number of years?

And the "man" in front of him is alive, breathing, and heartbeat, although his eyes, ears, mouth and nose are stuffed with the roots of flowers and plants.

Tang Lin looked at him for a moment, and said softly to Xiao Zibai, "...... Bury it back. ”

"He's alive." For the first time, Xiao Zibai did not follow Tang Lin's words, but repeated it emphatically.

"He's not human anymore." Tang Lin said in a low voice, and unconsciously smacked his lower lip again: "You can't use human standards to demand him...... It's good for him to bury him in the ground. Although he still maintains his human form, he is actually more like a plant, and you want him to live, so you bury him; If you want him to die, just put him outside like this. ”

Xiao Zibai was silent for a while, and finally buried the man again. While burying it, he asked Tang Lin: "Is this person ...... Has it become a demon? ”

Tang Lin didn't notice that Xiao Zibai deliberately avoided the word "monster", he watched the humanoid thing being buried back to the ground little by little, lowered his eyes and whispered: "It's not a demon, it's not a human, he is symbiotic with these flowers—no, it's not symbiosis, he may only be able to count those flowers...... Manure? Container? Anyway...... No wonder those flowers have resentment in addition to demonic power. ”

He straightened up and glanced at the endless sea of flowers around him: "Such a big sea of flowers, I don't know how many people are buried underneath." ”

Tang Lin said this very lightly, but Xiao Zibai frowned when he heard it: "Impossible, right?" How old a talent is, even if there is a flower picking festival in Kawakura Mansion every year, only five or six people are selected for the flower picking festival. Five or six a year, two years, eleven or two, even if these demons have been entrenched here for hundreds of years, and they have not chosen people every year for hundreds of years, there are only thousands of people in the sky, how can they be paved into such a big sea of flowers? ”

"Thousands of people are rare?" Tang Lin snorted and patted Xiao Zibai on the back: "When you were teaching the disciples to practice swords in the Lingshan Sword Sect, how many disciples were there in the square at that time who practiced swords with you?" How many times more? A dozen times? ”

He pinched his fingers and silently calculated the time, and pointed to the other end of the sea of flowers: "If you don't believe it, then let's find a random place and dig it down again." ”

"Is it too late?" Xiao Zibai covered the last handful of soil for the man, Tang Lin took a closer look, and sprinkled a few points of green light, and those flowers and plants suddenly grew rapidly, and after a few breaths, they became dense, covering all the original messy traces: "It's time, you can choose a place at will." ”

Xiao Zibai took Tang Lin to walk in a random direction, and then stopped.

"That's it, right?" He asked Tang Lin as if asking, and Tang Lin tilted his head slightly: "You choose, you dig, I watch, don't interfere." ”

Xiao Zibai: "...... Are you really just watching me dig like that? ”

Tang Lin glanced at him, leaned over to pick a few flowers, and waved at him perfunctorily: "Come on." ”

Xiao Zibai: "......"

He sighed deeply, resigned himself to bending down to dig in the mud, digging for a while, Tang Lin shook his head beside him, waved his hand to point out a few gaps in the ground, and hated to knock him on the forehead: "Don't you know how to spell?" How can you only use your hands? ”

Xiao Zibai retorted: "I am a sword cultivator!" Sword Repair! What about spells? Do you want me to dig the ground with my sword? ”

"Don't you know how to ice? When I was a child, I obviously played ice sculpture snowmen, but how did I grow up and become stupid! Tang Lin almost wanted to shake his shoulder. When his words landed, Xiao Zibai finally realized, and the wind and snow in his palms turned wildly, condensing into an ice shovel in a moment.

This time he dug up the ground very quickly, Tang Lin watched Xiao Zibai digging the ground gloomily, and once again doubted his choice.

Is the protagonist in the original text really so stupid...... Was this qiē fanned by his butterfly wings? If that's the case, it's really ...... The sin is great.

Tang Lin lamented in his heart. He never knew that Xiao Zibai's mind was buried with the memory of the protagonist of the original text.

On the other side, Xiao Zibai's excavation project is nearing completion. Under Tang Lin's reminder, the edge of the shovel made by Xiao Zibai was extremely sharp, and after he woke up, he deliberately added some sword qi when shoveling. However, after three or five shovels, most of the roots of flowers and plants that he had been dragging just now had been cut off, and he dug and pried again, and another humanoid object covered with roots and tendrils of flowers and plants was turned out of the soil by him.

Tang Lin only glanced at it, and then said to Xiao Zibai: "It's almost the same as the one just now." ”

Exactly the same grievance, exactly the same demonic power, the difference is just the difference in size, height and height. Xiao Zibai was silent for a moment, shoveled down to the ground next to him as if he didn't give up, and then smiled bitterly: "There are things down here, too." ”

"What's going on, do you want to keep digging?" Tang Lin said quietly, Xiao Zibai shook his head slightly, and buried the man back into the ground in silence.

After covering up the traces of the excavation here, Tang Lin and Xiao Zibai walked in the direction of the lakeside hut. As he walked, Tang Lin suddenly noticed that Xiao Zibai used a light body spell when he walked, stepping on the flowers and leaves with every foot, and never stepping on the dirt again.

…… Is it because there are people buried under every inch of dirt?

Is that really the case?

Tang Lin opened his mouth a few times and stopped, and finally could only glare at him and curse "stupid", but he unknowingly used the wind spiritual power, lightly on the flowers and leaves, and followed Xiao Zibai all the way into the hut.

The hut was still a mess.

This time, Tang Lin was taught a lesson, and Xiao Zibai was no longer allowed to stretch out his hand, so he took the booklet and stood aside to avoid getting in the way, rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the room. While cleaning up, he also wondered: "Why didn't I find out that you still have this kind of talent when we lived together before......"

Xiao Zibai held the booklet and stood straight against the wall: "The furniture before...... It doesn't add up to that much, huh? ”

Tang Lin stopped what he was doing, thought back to the simple and simple mud hut for a moment, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "Fortunately, there were few things at that time, otherwise if you give full play to your talent, I won't be able to find much to substitute." ”

The tables, chairs, desks, several beds, cabinets, and bottle racks were sorted out one by one, and the broken vases, inkstones, and flower pots were swept up and piled up in one place, and the flowers that were originally placed in the flower pots were also thrown away by Tang Lin: when he thought of the source of those flowers outside, he really didn't want to put this thing in the place where he lived. It didn't take long for the messy room to be smoothed out by Tang Lin's skill, and Xiao Zibai looked at Tang Lin's gaze with almost admiration.

Tang Lin smoothed the wrinkles on the sheets, and when he saw Xiao Zibai's eyes, he couldn't help but say with disgust: "Are you as for you!" It's just a matter of tidying up the room! ”

Xiao Zibai nodded subconsciously, reacted and shook his head again, after thinking about it, it didn't seem right to shake his head, and he was about to nod again, Tang Lin was already impatient, so he sat directly on the chair and said to him: "Bring the booklet, don't sleep anyway, just look at the content inside." After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to carefully score! Body sense, calculating when Kong Liu and they will be able to get here.

"I've seen it, and most of the pages are rotten, and I can't see anything left." Xiao Zibai walked to the table, hesitated beside the chair beside Tang Lin, and walked towards the chair opposite Tang Lin. His footsteps were extremely heavy, and Tang Lin heard it after taking a few steps, and when he raised his head and saw Xiao Zibai's back gradually moving away, Tang Lin's brows furrowed.

"Sit down." He tapped on the table and said.

Xiao Zibai hurriedly sat down beside him, and quietly dragged a chair to Tang Lin's side.

Tang Lin didn't notice it, he took the book in Xiao Zibai's hand and flipped through it, and when he flipped it, the brows that had just been stretched out couldn't help frowning even tighter.

The booklet was full of traces of demonic corrosion.

As a demon clan, Tang Lin was not helpless against this kind of corrosion, but he didn't dare to use it in front of Xiao Zibai: to this day, he was still not sure what would happen if Xiao Zibai knew that he was a monster. Although he knew that after his identity was exposed, Xiao Zibai would guess the truth sooner or later, but Tang Lin had a fluke mentality, with the thought of "maybe" and "or", thinking that life would be one day at a time, and the act of exposing his identity was halfway done by him and then put on hold.

…… He really didn't want to risk that loss. Even though he knew that the risk was 1 in 1,000,000, the possibility of "1 in 10 million" was above the other 9,999 possibilities, weighing heavily on his heart, making him unwilling to speak, afraid to speak, unwilling to speak.

It's like walking on the side of a cliff, you know that the ground under your feet is solid, but next to it is a dark and unpredictable abyss, even if reason repeatedly tells sù that you will not fall, but the abyss is like a big mouth waiting on the side, as if ready to swallow alive at any time, how can you not be afraid and panic.

Gain and loss, gain and loss.

Holding the booklet in his hand, Tang Lin was a little embarrassed: Do you want to make a move? Or is there any important message in this booklet? Just when he was wandering, Xiao Zibai seemed to know his embarrassment, and took the initiative to say to Tang Lin: "You take a look at this booklet first, I'll go make a cup of tea first." ”

Neither of them had the habit of drinking tea.

However, Tang Lin didn't think of this at the moment, he only quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment Xiao Zibai turned around to make tea, he used his demonic power and wiped it on the mottled pages of the book.

Pages full of dust fell.