The answer has not yet been obtained, but from the silent darkness continues to faintly come "hee-hee, hee-hee-hee-hee......"

Qi Bei trembled.

What kind of laughter is it? It always follows behind you and never disappears.

But on the other hand, Gongziyang and the little boy, the two of them didn't seem to hear any movement, one hung his hands and waited, and the other buried his head in reviewing the folds. Qi Bei's heart played a hundred question marks: What is the identity of that child, how can he play a big name like this, what is he doing with his head in writing and painting, even the eldest prince who is in the city dares to leave it aside, where does the voice come from, and neither of them heard it?

Finally finished reading another stack of folds, the little boy was easily free, and saw that Gongziyang had already stood in stone, and Qi Bei's posture and demeanor next to him were still shrunken, not at all stretching and generous. The little doll shook her head, and opened her mouth expressionlessly, in a very old-fashioned tone, explaining her doubts to Gongziyang: "Not all of the people who came here were the dead kings. ”

Gongziyang didn't understand: "Except for the dead kings of the Jiuding Kingdom in the land of Xia Yuan, who else will come? Who is he?"

Qi Bei interjected embarrassedly and pointed to himself: "Uh, that, my name is Qi Bei." ”

"Who is Qi Bei?" Gongzi Yang was very puzzled, and he couldn't guess Qi Bei's identity, seeing that the young man in front of him had been stabbed in the entire right eye frame, and his body was seriously hung with colors, looking at the depth of the knife, he was about to die on the spot, and his death was quite tragic, and he was able to come to this god's abode after death, he was probably not an ordinary person.

In Gongziyang's expectant gaze, Qi Bei was stumped by this question. That's right, who is Qi Bei? A wild child without a father and a mother?

Xiao Tong paused the red pen in his hand and smiled: "Yes, who is Qi Bei, why did Qi Bei come here?"

"Hee-hee, hee-hee-hee-hee......"

I heard the familiar sound of snickering laughter again! Qi Bei's back spine was creepy.

"Who's laughing? ”

He looked at Gongziyang, who had a serious face, as if he was laughing; and then at Xiao Tong, who was quickly reading the fold with his head down, muttering from time to time in his mouth, commenting on the fold article: "Isn't it just to report the weather, this little bit of, get it done in one sentence, and write a whole volume of folds in a sprinkled manner?" Write a volume on a sunny day, a volume on a rainy day, a volume on a windy day, a volume on a snowy day, and a book on a snowy day, who is bored to death, who has the time to watch it." ”

Qi Bei couldn't interject in political affairs, and repeated to himself: "It's not right, it's not right, it's just that someone is laughing." And this voice, I seem to have heard it somewhere. ”

"Hee-hee-hee, hee-hee. The voice came closer.

Qi Bei patted his head: "Ah, I think about it, I was chatting with my junior sister in the courtyard last night, and I also heard the eerie laughter, now that I think about it, it seems to be this voice." My sister thought I had heard it wrong. Woo woo, what the hell is this place? I don't want to stay here. I want to go back to Fenglin City and find my brothers and sisters. Where the hell is this? Who's laughing?"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee. "The voices are endless, but they don't show up.

Qi Bei turned to look at the source of the voice, and was anxious: "Show up quickly!"

There is nothing in the right rear.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee. ”

Looking further to the left, there is still nothing in the black hole.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Creepy voices seemed to surround him, coming from all directions. There was a black rumbling all around, and I couldn't see anything clearly. He simply let out a loud cry and reached out into the darkness to grab it, and he really caught something cold, hard.

"There it is!"

It's fine if you don't come up and see it.

A lifelike stone carved old man's face was facing him.

If it weren't for the cold and hard touch of marble in his palm, Qi Bei would have thought that he had caught a living person's face.

He stared in horror at the stone statue of the old man who had fallen asleep.

In an instant, the stone statue opened its hollow eyes.

"Ahh

Gongzi Yang frowned, immediately pushed Qi Bei aside, and hurriedly bowed to the old man's stone statue: "Grandfather, please forgive Yang'er for being unfilial and disturbing his grandfather's peace." ”

Qi Bei pointed at Gongzi Yang who kowtowed his head again and again in shock, and pointed to the old man who stared at the old skin around his eye socket like a sand skin dog: "What is that?"

Gongziyang, who couldn't listen to it, maintained a kowtow posture and reprimanded: "Hugh is rude!"

Qi Bei didn't dare to point fingers casually.

The laughter of "hee-hee" seemed to rise into the air, Qi Bei took a step back, looked up, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, this look, he was almost scared to death.

Where is there only one stone statue around? The stone statues of the 888,888 deceased kings are endlessly lined up, surrounding the chessboard of the Wind Advent Game, hidden in the darkness. Even if it is a stone statue, why can it still open its eyes from time to time, projecting a hollow gaze that makes people unable to read any emotion, and can't help but watch everything that happens on the chessboard and in the world.

"You ...... What are you?" Qi Bei moved his feet and said a word, it's okay not to move or speak, as soon as he opened his mouth, the gaze of the stone statues of the eighty-eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight deceased kings was scattered from the original four directions, and all of them were concentrated on himself.

Qi Bei was about to be burned into a sieve.

"Haha, scared. Don't point fingers. The stone statue here, even if it is the lowest status, if it is still alive in the world, it is a grand duke who is worshiped by thousands of people. Xiao Tong's voice sounded behind him, "They are all 'Dead Kings'. Since the date of the establishment of the kingdom of Xia Yuan Jiudi, all the kings will come to the residence of the god of the world after their deaths to watch the battle of Jiuding chess. You can't see it in the world. ”

When the words fell, all the eight Fengding Kingdom chessboards except for the Fenglin City chessboard appeared in front of Qi Bei's eyes, a total of nine chess games of the same size, each game of chess corresponded to a Fengding Kingdom. Around the center is a huge nine-grid chessboard, unlike other nine-game chess, there are no chess pieces on it, it turns out that the respective battle of Jiuding has not yet decided the winner, so the final game of the game has not been opened. Here, there is no black cloud pressing down on the chessboard, there is no tragic battle on the edge of the water in the northern region, there is no crust cracking in the territory of the Fire Leaving Country, there is silence, and everything is slaughtered.

"The respective chess games of the nine countries have not yet ended, and the nine chess pieces that can stand on the final chessboard have not yet been fully selected. Xiao Tong smiled faintly, "Named Qi Bei, you have opened your eyes, the only people who can see these chessboard battles are gods and dead people." ”

Qi Bei didn't know how to play chess, but now he was even more dizzy by a total of ten games of chess with a complicated situation and the mixed voices of wars on the chessboard for years and years of bitterness from the people: "...... Huh, God and the dead?"

What a shiver!