"I, it's me."

The visitor replied cautiously.

It turned out to be Ziqi.

"Jiang Gongzi." Lord Poker shouted affectionately, and Ziqi's arrival made his pounding heart settle down slightly.

"Lord Poker!"

Ziqi also called affectionately.

After escaping death from the House of Bloodshed, Ziqi also came to this huge room, fortunately, Lord Poker was here.

"Aren't Zao and Lingling with you?" Ziqi asked.

"Nope." Master Poker turned around slowly, "Don't worry, I guess they're also in the middle of the test, and I'm sure Lingling and Ah Zao will pass the test as well." ”

Master Poker stretched out a hand and continued to touch the head of the dead body in front of him.

"This, this is ......"

Ziqi finally saw clearly that behind Lord Poker was a dense corpse.

"Hmph, sure enough."

Master Poker has withdrawn his hand.

"These are models, not real people, made from a kind of ice crystal."

"Ice crystals?" Ziqi is unknown.

"Yes, Ice Crystals. The Ice Realm contains a large number of ice crystals under the vast ice fields. Master Poker explained.

"Hmph, that's right, it's made of ice crystals."

The old voice came from above the two of them again.

"Who? Who's there? Ziqi shouted loudly.

"Hmph, come up, there's a staircase behind the Tower of the Dead."

"Let's go." Master Poker stopped Ziqi, who still wanted to continue asking questions.

The two of them circled to the back of the tower.

Master Poker carefully observed as he walked, and sure enough, the dead bodies at the bottom were all old men.

The tower was huge, and even though I knew that the corpses were fake, it was still shocking.

Those painful eyes seemed to be staring at themselves!

Although it took less than ten minutes to walk, poker adults felt like they had walked for hours.

This is an extremely anxious and painful road.

Fortunately, it's finally here.

Behind the Tower of the Dead there was a staircase leading to the top of the tower, bright red, as if it was made of blood.

Ziqi looked at the red steps and couldn't help but think of the tumbling blood in the house of blood flow.

This strange fish is full of gloom and horror.

"Let's go."

After speaking, Master Poker took the lead and stepped up the steps.

Ziqi also cautiously followed behind Master Poker, and he didn't know what terrifying things were waiting for the two of them on the Tower of the Dead.

The steps were not sturdy, and they swayed from side to side, and beside them were corpses made of ice crystals, standing crookedly, their limbs twisted, as if they might reach out a hand at any moment.

Every step was extremely difficult for Ziqi.

"Jiang Gongzi."

The poker master who walked in front did not look back.

"Did you find out? As we climbed up, the corpses changed. ”

The poker adult's voice was cold and cold.

Corpses, corpses have changed?

Ziqi suddenly felt that there was an eerie wind around him, and his spine was cold.

He looked at the corpse beside him in horror.

Pain, distortion, hope, new life.

Ziqi actually read these words on every corpse, I don't know who made this tower, it is really vivid and lifelike.

This tower is made up of people like stacked arhats, and the higher you climb, the fewer corpses there are.

In addition to this, there is another point, the higher you climb, the younger the corpse becomes.

That's what Poker Master is talking about.

On the shoulders of the gray-haired, senile elderly stood a middle-aged man with a sad face and absent youth. And on the shoulders of these middle-aged people stand young people in their prime and full of energy. On the shoulders of young people are ignorant, naughty, innocent teenagers.

Ziqi, who continued to move forward with the steps, was about to reach the top of the Tower of the Dead, and he suddenly saw the corpses of three boys, these three children were at the age of naughty and active, with drooling at the corners of their lips and snot under their noses that could not be wiped clean. But at this moment, there was no innocent color in the three pairs of eyes, and while they were enduring some kind of pain, they desperately raised the three pairs of immature little hands high, as if to hold up the most important thing in life.

The three boys are supposed to be dead, too.

They stood on top of the towers that their ancestors had built with their bodies, from a pair of painful and distorted eyes all the way up to their own, the pain subsided, and a glimmer of hope flowed in the corners of their eyes.

It seems that the pain and death should have ended here, and they finally held on to something.

Finally climbed up.

At the top of the Tower of the Dead is a small, round platform on which three people stand.

On the left is a young man, dressed in black, playing with a match in his hand.

The person on the right is very tall, as if he is stepping on a small section of stilts, and his clothes are extremely exaggerated and colorful. He wears a blue-green hat like a caterpillar on his head, and his face is painted white, like a circus clown. Underneath the round red nose is a bloodless mouth with a white flower in it.

In the middle of these two stood an old woman.

The whole face was wrapped in a white cloth, and only two old eyes and a small mouth leaked out. The old woman's whole body was arched, as if she was carrying a hump behind her back.

She must be the one who calls herself the camel god. Sure enough, there was no wrong name.

"Welcome both."

The old woman's small mouth made a sound.

Lord Poker's eyes were all focused on the little white flower in the clown's mouth, and he stared at the flower intently, his mouth open, but he didn't speak.

"It seems that this gentleman really misses the Bingyuhua in his hometown." The clown took the flower in his hand, "How about giving it to you?" ”

The clown slowly handed over the white flower in his hand.

Eager to touch the Ice Flower again, Lord Poker held out his hand tremblingly.

"Rub."

Just as the poker man's hand was about to touch the white flower, the flower burst into flames without warning.

The petals of the Ice Whispering Flower burned to ashes and fell to the ground.

"You!"

Lord Poker trembled.

"Hmph, don't get me wrong, this is just to help you relive that soon-to-be-forgotten memory." The clown continued in a yin and yang voice, "I think you saw this when you were a kid, right? The ice flowers all over the mountains turned to ashes in the vast sea of fire! ”

"You ......," Master Poker crouched on the ground and picked up a petal that had not yet been completely burned.

After a while, he raised his head slightly, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

"Okay." The camel god spoke, "I'll introduce you to the two. I believe that you have already met these two gods, and they have completed the test of both of them, the boy who appeared in the house of blood is called Sulfur, and the man who likes to dress up as a clown is called Mad Fang. ”

Sulfur method? Crazy teeth?

Camel God?

Ziqi had no clue.

"You don't seem to have figured out my problem." Master Poker slowly stood up with the petals in his hand, "I didn't want to know your names, it doesn't matter to me. My question is, what exactly do you guys do? ”

"Of course, I'll tell you. But there is a wait. The camel god said unhurriedly.

"Wait? What are you waiting for? Lord Poker asked coldly.

"The two men who came with you, of course, and my third oracle."

……

Looking at the mouth of the blood basin that was gradually opening in front of him, Ah Zao slowly closed his eyes.

He was exhausted and had nowhere to run.

Tears still hung on the smiling face.

Suddenly, something sprayed in his face.

Like water.

Zao opened his eyes again.

He noticed that the huge monster in front of him did not look like it wanted to do it with him, its huge head was turning back and forth, and a stream of clear water gushed out of its huge mouth like a fountain.

"Hmph, congratulations, you're qualified."

The short and fat *** in the barrel got up, his face was full of energy, and the tiredness and weakness were swept away.

This, this is?

Just when Ah Zao was puzzled, the monster's huge head held itself up.

"Ah......h

Ah Zao was caught off guard and found himself slowly rising into the air.

"Spirit, Spirit!"

Zao saw the spirit that had fallen into the barrel again.

"Don't worry. As I said, you're qualified. The man in the barrel shouted.

Ah Zao gradually understood, it turned out that this was the third test.

But, didn't you do anything?

"I have already stopped the bleeding of this little girl, and fed her a rejuvenation pill, and she will wake up soon." The man picked up the spirit that had fallen to the ground.

"You, who are you?" Ah Zao asked loudly.

"Me? Hum. I am the oracle of the camel god, and my name is Carat. ”

Carat?

"Okay, I know you still have a lot of questions, so it's better to leave them to the camel god to answer."

Camel God?

As the monster's mouth continued to spew clear water, the turbid and stagnant water began to flow and slowly cleared.

The monster's neck was so long that it sent the jujube all the way to the hole above.

"Alright, you're waiting for us at the entrance of the cave."

Cara said loudly while hugging Lingling.

The monster let go of the jujube and retracted its long neck to pick up the carat.

After a while, Carah came to Ah Zao's side with Lingling in his arms.

"I'll lead the way and take you to Lord Camel, and she'll tell you everything."

"Okay." Zao said, "But you have to give me back the spirit." ”

Jujube took the spirit from Kra's hand.

Her face was haggard, and there was a long gash on her delicate body, but fortunately the blood was no longer flowing.

"Cucumber, thank you for sending us up." Carat greeted the monster beneath him.

"Whoa."

The monster known as the cucumber screamed excitedly a few times, then shook its huge head and dived into the already clear water.

The ripples gradually dissipated, and the water returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"This little girl is really smart and brave, and of course, you are doing very well. I have to commend you both a few words. Kra said heartily.

"Lingling, she ......" Ah Zao is still not very relieved.

"I told her that she would wake up in a moment. Let's go. ”

After speaking, Kra walked towards the brilliant golden light in front of the cave.