Wang Hao gritted his teeth and said: "In the entire valley, there is only one way out of Shiqiao, if you don't go here, can you still wait for death in place?" Oh, I'm already dead, since I'm dead, then what am I afraid of?"

Wang Hao walked on the stone bridge with the psychology that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and walked on the stone bridge, as if he was in the clouds and mist, and he couldn't tell the direction at all.

Wang Hao looked back, but he couldn't see the way back, only white.

The moment Wang Hao stepped on the stone bridge, the scene in the valley changed dramatically, those strange purple flowers disappeared, and above the sky was blue sky and white clouds, no longer yellow and purple skies intertwined.

A moment later, patches of ghosts landed in this valley, these ghosts looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, staring at each other, two shadows scolded: ", what about that kid, did he fall into the air?"

On the stone bridge, Wang Hao had lost his way and could only move forward by feeling.

Wang Hao only knew that he had been walking for a long time, and finally walked out of the stone bridge.

At this moment, three piles of tombs appeared in front of him, and in front of the three piles of tombs were wordless tablets.

Wang Hao felt more and more strange, this is different from the underworld recorded in the novel, isn't it the underworld that I entered?

A willow tree that looked like it was about to die shrouded the three mounds in shadow.

Under the willow tree, there was a dilapidated table made of withered rattan, and two stone benches, on which there was a white jade pot, and a jade cup.

Behind the willow tree, about ten meters away, there is a thatched house.

An old man walked out of the thatched hut, this old man had a childish face and a kind face, and beckoned to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao muttered: "Shouldn't Meng Po be a woman? ”

For this old man, Wang Hao did not have the slightest fear, and walked towards the thatched house.

The old man made a gesture to sit down, and Wang Hao waited for the old man to sit on the stone bench before sitting down.

The old man spoke: "Little friend, you can come here to prove that you are destined." ”

Wang Hao asked him, "Where is this?"

The old man stretched out his right hand, which was as young as a boy, pointed to the flask, and said, "Have a drink, and I will answer you a question." ”

Wang Hao unceremoniously poured himself a glass of wine and drank it.

The old man nodded to him and replied, "This is in the valley of Mount Tai. ”

Wang Hao was surprised: "I'm not dead?"

The old man pointed to the wine jug again, Wang Hao understood, poured a glass, and drank it, the wine tasted mellow, and Wang Hao did not have a trace of drunkenness.

The old man smiled at Wang Hao and said, "You're not dead." ”

Wang Hao asked again: "Why didn't I die?"

This time, without the old man's prompt, Wang Hao took a glass of wine and drank it, and the old man's eyes showed a glint of appreciation.

The old man said, "Well, if you can drink all this jug, I will answer all your questions." ”

The old man showed a sly look and looked at Wang Hao expectantly.

Wang Hao had a lot of questions in his heart, thinking that he had a good amount of alcohol on weekdays, and this pot of wine should be at most a catty.

Wang Hao picked up the jade pot, opened the lid, and drank heavily.

Wang Hao only felt that the wine tasted sweet, and slowly, his mind became slightly drunk, and after realizing that the wine in the pot was drunk, Wang Hao put the jade pot on the table and beat it full.

He looked at the old man, only to see that the old man's face was red, staring at him deadly, with a fanatical look in his eyes, Wang Hao was still slightly dizzy, but at this time, his back was cold, his mind was clear, his hands were wrapped around his chest, and he took a few steps back.

The old man laughed and said: "Wang Hao, I'm not disgusted, I didn't expect to meet such a good person after I died, the three of us waited for a hundred years, I didn't expect to meet you when I was waiting, count you as shit luck." ”

The old man looked excited, slapped his hands, and a golden light flew out of the middle of the three piles of tombs, flying towards Wang Hao.

Wang Hao caught this golden light in the air, and what he started was a jade book, with three ancient characters on it, Wang Hao looked at the three ancient characters and read: "Longevity Sutra, is this a health care book?"

Wang Hao doesn't know much about ancient characters, so he can only judge what this word is by relying on some radical prefixes.

The frenzy in the old man's heart was instantly extinguished by Wang Hao's words, and he said: "What longevity scripture, this is the longevity scripture, cultivate it well." ”

The old man waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew, and the white mist around Wang Hao was exhausted.

After a while, the white mist dissipated, and when he reappeared, Wang Hao was in a wilderness, and in front of him was a huge mountain gate, at the top of which was a monkey's head, and at the top of it there were three big characters with wild handwriting, Huaguo Mountain.

Wang Hao was shocked in his heart and said: ", isn't this my hometown? Why did I come back, wait a minute, where is my Book of Eternal Life?"