Looking at the fainted old Bi, my head was buzzing and blank.

The fat man trembled his hands to probe Lao Bi's snort, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, saying that he had just fainted. It doesn't matter if you're old, what about the little stinky fart?

I tried to communicate with the little stinky fart as I normally would, but found that I didn't feel the slightest bit of her presence, even if I tried to call out to her, it was useless. She wasn't in the Eater Trick, it was like she was deliberately playing hide and seek with me and disappeared......

Is Little Smelly Fart dead?

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and I felt like someone had cut a hole in my heart with a knife. The vivid appearance of the little stinky fart resurfaced in front of me, she has some little girl's tsundere, often arrogant and unreasonable, but she is my closest friend......

If I could be careful, if I was more powerful, if I hadn't rashly attacked the Trick King, the little stinky fart wouldn't have disappeared to save me. Tears welled up again, and the whole world fell silent.

My dejected appearance frightened the fat man.

He kept explaining to me that my idea is too pessimistic, the little stinky fart can't be so fragile, and she is my natal spirit, Lao Bi also said that the Eater and the Eater are symbiotic and co-prosperous, and they are not so easy to hang up.

It is inevitable that the little stinky fart will be injured by this punch, maybe it will be hiding in the wooden card to recuperate, and it won't take long to recover.

It was only when I heard the fat man say this that I reacted. That's right! At this moment, the treacherous card is hanging on my neck, and I'm fine, if it's really symbiosis and co-prosperity, at least the little stinky fart is not life-threatening.

It is said that the authorities are confused, and I am afraid that I was carried away by sadness just now, thanks to the fat man who woke up. Thinking about this, I was simply ecstatic, and instantly felt that life was so good.

At present, there is only half a day left until the seventh day, and it can be said that life hangs by a thread, and every minute and second can be said to be a race against time.

Regardless of my feelings, I picked up the nine-soul peach stake that was flying on the side, and carefully put the sleeping old Bi into the backpack, looking at the calm soul pond in front of me, as if I was in a different world.

Although the king of tricks has been destroyed here, it makes people feel chills in their hearts after all. Thinking of this, the fat man and I didn't dare to stay longer, and walked through the Soul Pond with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and continued to march towards the east. It wasn't until he walked a few miles that he dared to stop and rest in a hurry.

Since we didn't stay in a hotel when we came to Fengdu, but went directly to the county from the train station, the fat man had some food and water in his backpack.

Although we didn't feel hungry or thirsty, we still found a few beef jerky and chocolates to swallow to replenish our energy.

These foods are also strange, I don't know if it's in the relationship in the strange world, the taste becomes like chewing wax, as if it has expired and spoiled, making people have no desire to eat at all.

The water is different, the original common bottled pure water has become sweet and refreshing here, like a mountain spring, which is really wonderful.

After a short rest with the fat man, we continued eastward. Unexpectedly, just through a long patch of grass, we saw a towering wooden sign in front of us.

This wooden sign is similar to the wooden sign in front of the Soul Pond, but it seems to have been artificially destroyed, and only the word "cry" is written on the top.

After another half mile, the road beneath my feet gradually began to steepen, and the flat ground became more winding.

In a short time, a rushing stream appeared in our field of vision, flowing from west to east. The water of the stream is as fast as a tide, which is very different from the lakes and rivers you have seen along the way.

In the world, the stream should be like this, and it is not strange. But this is the Strange World, and this scene surprised me and the fat man, and many doubts surged in our hearts, and we really didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The water is clear, but there is not a single aquatic weed, and the pebbles at the bottom of the stream are clearly visible, all of which are black and brown. I put my hand in the stream and felt that the water was warm, like a hot spring, and it was refreshing.

I don't know if I was infected by this warm, flowing stream, but I even felt the urge to take a sip.

But looking at the dark environment around him, and remembering that this place is the underworld, he quickly dispelled this idea.

Continuing along the stream, after climbing down a low slope, a valley surrounded by mountains on the left and right, and down the stream appeared in front of me and the fat man.

This place must be the so-called "Valley of Weeping Souls".

But I saw that the valley was full of mountains and mountains, dense forests, overgrown with weeds, and fallen leaves everywhere.

These plants and trees are no longer the black they saw before, but have turned into the same green and withered yellow as the human world, which looks dead and silent in the dark sky, but it is particularly eye-catching.

The poet Saint Du Fu once had a poem "Walking quietly, the valley is full of potential", which is also very much in line with our current environment and mood.

A narrow mountain road is paved all the way forward, although it is difficult to see the end of the winding and winding, but the direction is longitudinal and right.

We stopped and looked into the valley, looking at each other.

In general, there is a lot of miasma or fog in the valley, especially in areas where vegetation is lush and inaccessible.

But in this Valley of Weeping Souls, it is refreshing and refreshing, with an unobstructed view, not to mention the miasma, not to mention the insects and birds, and even the faint blue mist and resentment that filled the air along the way are gone.

It looks out of place with its surroundings, as if it has grown out of nowhere.

But at this moment, where do we still have the heart to watch the scenery, the spiritual garden with the gloomy flowers is in front of us, even if we know what kind of soul-devouring strange bird is in this valley, we have to break into it.

After entering the valley, the fat man and I did not dare to hurry, but walked cautiously on the ground covered with withered yellow leaves. I don't know how many layers of fallen leaves have accumulated, and they are very soft and soft when stepped on, like a sponge.

After walking only two or three hundred meters, I felt a click under my feet, as if I had stepped on something. Lowering my head to carefully discern it, I couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that among the layers of dead leaves under my feet, a long white bone suddenly appeared!

As the saying goes, when books are used, they hate less. This may be true to others, but not to me.

The few biology textbooks I had read made me make a judgment in an instant: this is a human bone! A thigh femur to be exact!

The shock in my heart is beyond words!

In the barren mountains and mountains, it may not be strange to step on a human bone, but this is a strange world, and a human bone appeared in the treacherous world, which is not only strange, but also a little terrifying!

You must know that the deterioration is the remnant soul of the body after death, and the body has been buried or cremated in the human realm as early as possible, how can it appear in the detergent realm?! Don't...... There have been living people in this Valley of Weeping Souls?!

Before I could come back to my senses, I heard the fat man walking in front whispering, and the voice eagerly told me to come over and look.

I stepped forward to see that there was only one human bone, but it stretched all the way forward, scattered and haphazardly piled up and hidden under the dead leaves......

Some of them are fresh in color, some have weathered and become dull and black, and in the area in front of us alone, there are no less than a dozen of them, which can be called corpses and bones!