With the experience of living and dying together with Changsheng underwater, I was a little hot when I thought about the "lingering compassion" at that time, so I couldn't let go at this time, and deliberately talked to Ying Ziling and ignored Changsheng.

The relationship between people seems to be the most wonderful thing in the world, some people, the moment they meet, it seems that they can no longer be separated for a lifetime, and some people, stay together for a lifetime, but still don't know what the other party is thinking.

So what is me and immortality? I thought a little absent-mindedly.

The next road is very smooth, we go deep along the river section of Yili Gorge, a mile of Gorge here decades ago was the river crisscross place, but then the big river was diverted, the ancient river channel dried up, the dry land fell into the water year after year, silted out a beach, the river beach is thin, but for such a barren wild ridge is also a rare fertile land, so this is also the reason for "a hundred miles of red river, a mile of people", there are naturally people in fertile land.

However, when we reached the riverbank, we saw that it was a barren land, and that nothing was growing, and that early summer was the season when crops and plants were at their most vigorous, but it was like a dead land, and life was extinguished.

That's because in recent years, there have been frequent incidents here, and it is difficult to see people in this mile gorge all year round.

Maybe I've experienced a lot before, and once I encounter an abnormal situation, I can't help but think about it in my heart. But I can't see anything with just a pair of ghost eyes.

Wow -

A gust of river wind blows from a distance against the ground, and there is a lot of wind on the river beach, which is a very normal wind, but when the wind crosses the river and floats in front of it, there is a disgusting smell. It was a very obvious corpse stench, and it smelled pretty bad.

"This place, do you have to come? Why don't we go back ......" Ying Ziling felt a palpitation as soon as he smelled the "strange and familiar" smell.

"Go back, how do you go back, swim back? We have to move forward now, I have a feeling that as long as we retreat, we ......will die," Yao Jiuyin's voice was faint, low, and bewitching.

I pursed my lips and secretly said that Senior Brother Yao Jiuyin was using the potential of the magic stick to fool people again.

"Senior brother, where are we going? Do you really want to go......" Changsheng pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke, as if he had thought of something.

Yao Jiuyin nodded slightly, then took the lead, and after a little hesitation, Ying Ziling and Changsheng followed. It was a wide channel, and the water had dried up, like a rift in the earth. The further we walked along the riverbank, the stronger the foul smell became, and we could see the bottom of the river, and at first it began to reveal some bones that had been half-hidden in the sand, all of which were wild animals near the river beach or on the mountains, layer by layer, I don't know how many died, and the bottom of the river was paved, which looked shocking.

We looked up at Yao Jiuyin, but he didn't say anything, just walked forward in silence with a calm face.

The ancient river channel gradually became narrow, and we walked forward for most of the incense time, and we suddenly saw that there was a half-collapsed gravel altar in the center of the river, we stood silently next to the river, Yao Jiuyin slowly walked into the altar in the center of the river alone, and the place around the altar seemed to be a completely different world, and the cold breath instantly wrapped him.

Yao Jiuyin's body is very strong, and he is not afraid of this breath, we only feel that the surrounding altar suddenly cries like a wolf howling, like a ghost domain. We don't know what Yao Jiuyin is going to do, but the uneasiness from the bottom of our hearts is rising more and more, and we see him approaching the altar with difficulty step by step, and he doesn't care about the yin wind blowing in his face.

The sand, the bones, the rocks, the ancient rivers were all under his feet.

Yao Jiuyin had just approached the altar, the yin wind came to an abrupt end, and on the altar was a huge white bone fish head that exposed half of the soil layer, and the fish head actually had two horns as thick as a cow's horn, one of which had been broken in half, like brittle slag, and it turned into powder when twisted by hand.

"What a big deal, this is actually a red carp that is about to become a dragon, could it be that someone wants to sacrifice to the sky......" Yao Jiuyin whispered. Not long ago, the dragon carp that saved us was still a juvenile fish, and this dragon carp that had turned into white bones was almost "carp jumping over the dragon gate" and was about to turn into a dragon.

Goododo-

Just when Yao Jiuyin didn't have time to make more senses, in the pit where the head of the dragon carp was buried on the altar, a stream of red blood-like liquid suddenly gushed out, as if a bleeding spring water came out like this, and the blood quickly overflowed the altar, as if it was a behemoth buried in the soil.

The red blood seemed to be endless, which startled Yao Jiuyin, and he quickly retreated backwards to the shore and watched vigilantly.

The blood soaked the soil around the altar red, and the blood was murmuring, although it was daytime, but the atmosphere suddenly became strange, could this be the source of the Red River?

At this moment, from the distance on the other side of the river, a rapidly running figure suddenly appeared, the figure hunched over, looking old and unbearable, but running like a gust of wind. The figure ran in front, followed by seven or eight wild lynxes, rushing towards the river at a gallop.

The wild lynx ran very fast, the figure in front of it was even faster, and in a blink of an eye the kung fu had run to the opposite side of the river, the figure suddenly stopped, but the seven or eight wild lynx behind him did not have the intention of stopping, and rushed down the river, the riverbed was several feet high, the size of the wild lynx was not large, and it fell from the side of the river, and fell from the head and feet of the river, and was planted into the rocks at the bottom of the river, and the head was smashed and cracked, and the body was dead after a few convulsions.

Seeing this, we suddenly realized that these seven or eight wild lynx were deliberately led by that figure to crash into the river and die, thinking like this, our eyes were then projected on each other. As we looked at each other, the man stared at us, and I felt it especially deeply, because I felt that the light cast by the pale eyes was directed at me.

It was an old man who couldn't tell his age, hunched over, his waist was bent like a bow, his hair was sparse and there were only a few left, his eyebrows and beard were all gone, and he was wrapped in a thin white leather jacket, like an old ghost that had wandered by the river for hundreds and thousands of years, leaving people with a shocking glimpse.

What's even more weird is that this old man is a flower face, a big flower face, I don't know if he was deliberately painted like this, quite dramatic.

We looked at this strange old man with a flowery face with great curiosity, but there was a faint kind of extreme unkindness in his eyes when he looked at us, and that kind of unkindness was not a feud at first sight. We confronted each other wordlessly, and the flower-faced old man slowly bared his teeth like a beast ready to attack, he was so old that there was not much hair left, but a mouthful of teeth was complete and sharp.

"You're not dead yet...... Yao Jiuyin stood quietly behind him for a moment, and suddenly spoke, we were shocked, his tone was obviously similar to that of the flower-faced old man.

"Senior brother, who is he?" I couldn't help but whisper Yao Jiuyin, this ghostly old flower face didn't look like a good stubble, it looked very much like an old pervert with a transvestite.

As soon as Changsheng met, he felt the deep hostility of this flower-faced old man, and while I was talking, he had already begun to be on guard and was ready to fight the enemy.

"Don't worry, it's just a small character who doesn't get into the flow." Yao Jiuyin's tone was light and light, as if he didn't take the flower-faced old man in his eyes.

"You're not...... Aren't you dead, ha...... Ha ......" The flower-faced old man grinned, laughing more ugly than crying, and spit out a sentence with great difficulty.

"If you don't die, how can I die, even if I die, I won't live like a dog like you, no people and no ghosts, heaven and earth will be destroyed!" We had never heard such mean words from Yao Jiuyin's mouth.

As they talked, the old man, who was already stiff, pressed even lower, and he stepped on a cloud of flying dust from across the river and rushed down the river in one go. His movements were very fast, extremely agile in running, so fast, but he avoided even the small stones in front of him, and he still didn't stop running to the bottom of the river, straight towards us, fierce as this. (To be continued.) )