"Yellow-mouthed boy, what a big breath? In my house, I dare to speak wildly. The middle-aged man's voice sounded again.

"Senior, although I don't know if you are a human or a ghost and why you are here, we didn't mean to disturb your Qing Xiu, but we just accidentally fell down, which bothered you." Cheng Yifan said cautiously.

Cheng Yifan had seen the grandmother of the Gao family in that dream-like dream before, and now he only regarded the owner of this voice as something like the grandmother of the Gao family, although he was a little scared, but he was no longer as jealous as before.

"Yellow-mouthed boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Tell me, how did you hear me? Have you learned soul arts? Yuan Chengzhi, who are Chen Qing? And why did you insult me Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty before. The middle-aged man's voice sounded again.

Cheng Yifan was also confused, he couldn't understand a word of the middle-aged man's words.

Zhao Yawen couldn't hear the man's voice, she could only hear Cheng Fanyi's self-talk. She asked scaredly, "Yifan, who are you talking to?" ”

Cheng Yifan realized that Zhao Yawen might not be able to hear this thing, so he said, "I don't know if it's a human or a ghost?" It seems to be the owner of this house. ”

"The master of the cave? Zhu Yunwen? After listening to Cheng Yifan's words, she was even more scared, and hugged Cheng Yifan's arm tightly, Zhao Yawen was very hard, hugged it tightly, and Cheng Yifan felt a little painful.

patted Zhao Yawen's shoulder with his hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Seeing that Cheng Yifan didn't answer for a long time, the voice asked again: "Did you eat the fire lotus mist on the cliff?" How many have you eaten, and how many are left?"

Cheng Yifan hesitated slightly, thinking about whether to tell the truth, after all, it must be regarded as a rare treasure, if he said the wrong thing, I am afraid that he would endure trouble again.

Seeing that Cheng Yifan still didn't answer, the voice said in an angry tone: "You'd better tell the truth, I can hear people's hearts, if you dare to lie to me, you will not be spared." ”

"Yes, I ate five, I dropped five, and there was no one left on top." Cheng Yifan replied truthfully.

"Five dropped, left or right?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously.

"The one on the right." Cheng Yifan answered truthfully.

Although he knew that the fruit on it was precious, and such an answer would definitely cause dissatisfaction with this thing, Cheng Yifan believed that this kind of thing did have the ability to understand people's hearts, and he didn't want to take this risk and deceive it. What's more, the Fire Lotus Mist had been eaten by the two of them for a few hours, and even if he vomited, he couldn't vomit it, so he could only answer truthfully.

Unexpectedly, before Cheng Yifan finished speaking, Hantan was not quiet, and first made a "gurgling" sound, and the sound came from under Hantan, getting louder and louder; Then the hydrosphere was raised, and the hydrosphere became deeper and deeper, more and more; In the end, like a wave, it spread outward one after another; Caught between the raindrops falling from the entrance of the cave, and the dim light of the fire in the cave; The whole waterhole looks like a sea of bloody rain.

The middle-aged voice shouted, "How can this be reasonable, how can this be true, you two tyrannical guys are really hateful." It can be heard that the middle-aged man is very excited, and even to the point of losing control.

Cheng Yifan sensed the danger, and he hurriedly escorted the panicked Zhao Yawen to retreat into the grotto.

The movement of the cold pool is getting bigger and bigger. In a few seconds, the wreak turned into a wave more than one meter high, and the wave rushed out of the cold pool and rolled towards Cheng Yifan. The water of the cold pool keeps flowing outward, in the form of waves, wave after wave. Soon the pool flooded Cheng Yifan's bare feet.

Cheng Yifan hurriedly explained to Hantan: Senior, this wild fruit is an ownerless thing, who has the fate to get it, why are you angry with us? Now that this fruit has been digested by us, even if you kill us, it will not help, at most it will relieve your anger, it is better to let us go first, and then help you go to the top after I go out, maybe you can find other fruit trees.

"Yellow-mouthed boy, how can this be reasonable, how can this be reasonable, do you think it is a cabbage radish, I have been waiting for more than 600 years, and finally waited for a person, but there is no such fruit. If you eat this fruit, I may have a glimmer of hope, but I didn't expect you to get rid of it, it's abominable, it's really hateful. The middle-aged man roared, and his voice kept echoing in Cheng Yifan's ears.

At this time, the height of the water waves in the cold pool also rose with the excitement of the sound, and in just a few seconds, the waves rose to a height of more than two meters.

Cheng Yifan didn't understand what the middle-aged man meant, and guessed that it should be angry with them because the fire lotus mist was eaten.

Looking at the rising waves, Cheng Yifan guessed that there would soon be a continuous wave coming towards them. He turned his back to Hantan, faced Zhao Yawen, and forced her against the stone wall of the cave, ready to accept the impact of the huge waves at any time. And Zhao Yawen buried his head in Cheng Yifan's chest, secretly opened his eyes, and looked at Hantan.

In the blink of an eye, the huge waves were more than four meters high, like a sharp sword hanging in the air, ready to pour on them at any time.

"MD, where did you get so much water, this is not the sea." Cheng Yifan turned his head to look at the giant waves, and finally couldn't help but say a foul word.

Continue to protect Zhao Yawen and be ready to accept the baptism of the waves at any time.

However, just when the waves reached a height of about five meters. In the southwest cave, the jade flute shines brightly, and the dazzling white light illuminates the entire cave white. Then the jade flute floated up and stopped in mid-air.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woo woo woo ......" The jade flute that stopped in mid-air emitted a deep and long music. The music is ancient and deep, the soul of the town, quiet but not cold; It is like the ethereal sound of heaven outside the nine heavens, and it is like the sound of Buddha that soothes people's hearts; Cheng Yifan and Zhao Yawen couldn't hear what kind of music the jade flute was playing, they only felt a sense of relief in their hearts; The restlessness, the fear, the anxiety all dissipated.

They watched this magical scene in a daze, reveling in the moving rhythm, and forgot about the danger at hand for a while.

What was completely different from the two of them was the voice in the deep pool.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......, it hurts, it hurts, don't blow it, don't blow it, do you hear me? The middle-aged man's voice howled in pain.

The howls continued, and after a second of the waves were fixed in the air, they all fell into the cold pool. The waves slowly receded, but the middle-aged man's painful howl did not stop.

"It hurts... Don't blow it anymore... Who are you from the He family? No, you're not human, you're spiritual. Why did you become a requiem? It hurts... Don't blow, don't blow...", the howls grew smaller and smaller, but kept repeating these strange questions.

Eventually, the howling stopped, and the waterhole slowly returned to calm, and in just over a minute, the cold pool returned to its original dead silence. ”

At this time, the moving music of the jade flute also stopped, but the jade flute still hung in the air, glowing with a faint white light.

Cheng Yifan escorted Zhao Yawen to retreat in the cave, looking at everything that had returned to calm, and he was at a loss for a while. There was silence for about five minutes; Cheng Yifan finally made up his mind, walked out of the cave, and went to Hantan to check the situation.

Zhao Yawen couldn't hear the middle-aged man's voice in Cheng Yifan's mouth from beginning to end, but she could see the visions of Hantan and the Jade Flute; The strange phenomena made her frightened and frightened.

She grabbed Cheng Yifan's arm tightly, and said to Cheng Yifan, who was about to leave the grotto: "Don't leave me, I'm afraid." ”

"Don't be afraid, I'll go check it out and come back." Cheng Yifan gently patted Zhao Yawen's hand and motioned for Zhao Yawen to let go.

Still shaking his head, his bright eyes shining with tears and reluctance.

"Okay, let's take a look." Cheng Yifan couldn't resist Zhao Yawen's insistence, so he said with a smile.

Although the smile was not very natural, it made Zhao Yawen feel very comfortable.