The miasma surged, lingering around Miao Xiangwen like a living thing, he desperately held his breath, his face was bruised, and the green muscles were dense like spider webs all over his forehead.

It wasn't until he was suffocated that Miao Xiangwen began to gasp unconsciously.

What made me feel the most terrifying was not Miao Xiangwen's hideous expression, but that he didn't know what was hidden in the night, but he was still so afraid.

This fear is more like an innate instinct.

Just like some people will subconsciously stand on end when they see snakes, mice, and dense multi-legged animals......

A whole hour passed, the night became even thicker, and the mist shrouded Miao Xiangwen's figure.

From a distance of ten steps, I could sense that Miao Xiangwen's breathing and heartbeat were normal, which was enough to prove that the fog miasma was not poisonous, and the reason why the night was dangerous came from something else......

Murong Changqing squatted tired in front of Xiao Kong, stood up and moved his stiff arms and legs, "I think that Xiling's rule that you can't go out at night is just a rumor, and there is no danger at all. ”

Before the words fell, suddenly there was the sound of chains in the distance.

At the end of the thick mist, Lu Heming, who was wearing tattered bronze armor, dragged a huge black sarcophagus and struggled forward.

The chains were thick on the shoulder blades, almost melting into the flesh.

When he took a difficult and stiff step, Lu Heming's expression was gray, his eyes were empty, and he looked like a dusty man, and he didn't know how long he had walked.

"Lao Lu!"

I shouted at the top of my voice, but Lu Heming didn't respond.

I remember last time, at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, I also saw the scene of Lu Heming dragging the coffin, when I opened the coffin and saw the people inside!

I'm sure I've definitely seen that man with my own eyes.

But in an instant, my brain lost its memory in shock......

Lu Heming dragged the black coffin, and when he passed by the pillar tied to Miao Xiangwen, the coffin lid suddenly opened a crack, and bursts of black mist poured out from it, wrapping Miao Xiangwen's body and dragging him into the coffin.

With a bang, the coffin closed again.

A dull scream rang out from the coffin, and the blood dragged down the corner of the coffin, dragging a lock of bright red on the ground.

In the black coffin, there is definitely a big secret!

I no longer hesitated, pushed open the door and chased frantically in the direction Lu Heming left, "Wait a minute! ”

At the moment of stepping out of the door, the temperature dropped a few degrees in an instant, and the miasma wrapped me around, like countless dense tentacles, itching at the same time, making people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Lu Heming's speed was not fast, and I quickly ran to him and pressed my palm against his stiff face.

His face was as rough as sandpaper, and he had experienced many years and wind and frost, and he had no temperature or breath, like a corpse.

Lu Heming once said that he had lost his body and soul, and only a yin body remained.

Presumably, this is his flesh, and I must keep it!

I stopped in front of Lu Heming, and suddenly chanted a mantra: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi." Extensive cultivation of the catastrophe, prove my supernatural powers! ”

The golden light lit up on the surface of his body, holding up a golden light curtain.

Lu Heming took a step forward, the golden light shattered in an instant, and he staggered forward again, about to disappear into the thick fog.

Seeing that I couldn't stop Lu Heming, I simply let it go, turned over and jumped on the coffin lid directly, and lay on it.

I want to see where the black coffin dragged by Lu Heming will lead!

Boom –

The lid of the coffin was suddenly lifted, and I was catapulted into the air, and when I fell to the ground, I swooped forward again, grabbing the edge of the coffin.

"Who the hell are you!?"

I climbed up the edge of the coffin, and finally saw the man lying inside.

He was dressed in blue-gray, unknown metal armor, wearing a strange bronze mask that was half crying and half laughing, and there was still a little blood on the corner of his mouth.

Even through the armor and mask, I have a special feeling that this person is very familiar to me and has a great connection with me!

If you miss this one, I don't know when you will have to wait!

I simply stepped out and reached out to lift the mask from his face!

Just as my palm was about to touch the mask, the man's palm was lying down, and he grabbed my arm, and a hoarse, magnetic voice rang out at the same time.

"It's too early."

After just three words, I felt extremely tired, as if my brain could not handle such a large amount of information.

I endured my headache and asked, "Who the hell are you?" ”

"You shouldn't have come, it's too early...... Fifty years, fifty years later, you'll know what's going on......"

The sound fell, and the invisible impact bounced me upside down, and I fell powerlessly into the bushes.

The huge amount of information hit my head, and I was about to fall asleep, but the threat of death lingered in my eyebrows!

This keen awareness between life and death made me vaguely feel that if I didn't escape from the night and the fog, I would definitely die!

I shuffled my heavy, vain steps in the direction of the house.

The distance between the house and me was only about 200 paces, but no matter how far I moved, I could never get close to the house.

The road in the thick fog seemed to be extending indefinitely, and I walked tirelessly......

"Hey, wake up!"

When Murong Changqing's voice sounded in my ears, I found myself lying on the bed in the bedroom.

My head swelled so dizzily that I stared for a while before I could barely lift my eyelids.

Seeing me open my eyes, Murong Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and asked anxiously, "How do you feel about your body?" ”

Dizziness, nausea, and some want to throw up, especially like a reaction to a traumatic brain injury.

Murong Changqing handed me hot water and some venison, and after I ate it, I felt more comfortable.

Standing up and moving his body, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, as if the mental exhaustion is nothing, and it is a nightmare.

I rubbed my head and asked, "How did I get back to the house last night?" ”

Murong Changqing was stunned for a long time, and said in confusion: "What nonsense, you didn't go out at all last night." ”

"What!"

"At about twelve o'clock in the night, when I was stretching, you somehow fell straight to the ground, the back of your head hitting the ground."

"Then, Miao Xiangwen's screams came from outside, I have been taking care of you, so I didn't have time to care about the situation outside."

"After helping you to bed, there are only blood stains outside, and Miao Xiangwen has long since disappeared."

No way!

I distinctly remember climbing up to the sarcophagus dragged by Lu Heming yesterday, and talking to the person with a mask in the coffin, otherwise it would be impossible for my body to be exhausted like this!

When I got up, I checked my clothes and found that there were no damage or mud stains.

This is enough to prove that Murong Changqing's words are true, everything that happened yesterday was just a dream I had......

When I walked out of the door to check, the scene in reality was exactly the same as in my dream, the stake rope that tied Miao Xiangwen was broken, and there was a road poured out of blood on the ground.

Lu Heming once dragged the black coffin here, and everything was true!

If it's true, why is it that the traces of my visit to this place are gone?

I thought about it, but I couldn't figure it out......

It's too late to make me think a lot now, one more day in Xiling will be more dangerous, I must find a way to find my disappeared soul as soon as possible after meeting with Lu Heming!

After seeing the strangeness of the night last night, I decided to explore the way and find out the distance between the Xiling people and their dwellings, so as not to be trapped in the dark.

……

The morning light was faint, and the dew drops on the young leaves of the grass and trees evaporated the unique smell of the forest, and Murong Changqing sat comfortably on the edge of the wheelchair, squinting his eyes and curiously looking at the surrounding environment.

Yesterday, Miao Xiangwen said that the town is in the direction of due north, and every time I walk forward about fifty meters, I will tell Mo Ruchu to make a red rope and wrap it around the trunk of the tree.

If Lu Heming finds the mark, he will be able to follow the road all the way to find our accommodation.

It's just that it's a bit difficult to find the 'witch goddess'.

Miao Xiangwen said that witches and goddesses are people who serve the gods, and they have no name or surname, so we can pretend to be them and blend in with the people.

I guess that the so-called witch goddess should be similar to the witch doctor in Miao Village, who knows some strange arts, and there will be energy fluctuations in the body.

Thinking of this, I asked Murong Changqing and said, "Remember that you have a skill that can control snakes, insects, rats and ants to search for traces of people within a certain range. ”

"Yes. However, I can only investigate the movements within a radius of about five miles, Xiling is a vast area, and it will not work at all to find Lu Heming in this way. ”

"Don't look for Lu Heming, as long as you sense the fluctuation of spiritual power, no matter who it is!"

The Xiling Forbidden Land is high and densely forested, and our vision is very limited, with Murong Changqing's move, we have a high chance of encountering the witch goddess......

Murong Changqing put her hand to her mouth and blew a loud whistle, which lasted for about ten seconds, and when her pretty face was a little red, the surrounding bushes suddenly made a gurgling sound.

While snakes, insects, rats and ants are running in the mountains and forests, wheelchairs are also moving fast.

Every time we play the rhythm, we can probably find out the situation within a radius of five miles, and we have advanced twenty miles, playing a total of four times, and the coverage has reached a huge area of a hundred miles!

As he continued to move forward, Murong Changqing covered his head and said breathlessly: "No, let me rest for a while, my body can't bear it if I use witchcraft frequently." ”

The wheelchair stopped, Murong Changqing rested in place, and I took the initiative to pick up the cup and fetch a glass of water from a nearby water source for her.

When the water was brought back, Murong Changqing's face was flushed, and he was drenched in sweat.

It was clear that he had only cast a few spells, but as if he had done heavy work, he raised his head and poured water into his stomach.

A drop of water slid down the snow neck into the ravine, Murong Changqing felt the slightest coolness, and simply poured the last sip of water down the neckline, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Murong Changqing sat up straight from his wheelchair, "Found it!" ”