"Drive! Drive! Drive! ”

Towing three grown males, plus a carriage, left the old horsepower overwhelmed. It snorted loudly twice to show its displeasure.

It's a pity that neither the white fat man nor Biao Ye have learned the language of horses, so naturally they don't know what they are thinking.

At this moment, the fat white man slowed down the whip that whipped the horses. He was not so kind, not because he heard the loud gasping of the animals pulling the cart, and he couldn't bear it for a while.

At this time, he was indeed a little scared, but what he was afraid of was the Biao Ye sitting next to him. Biao Ye's eyes, under the moonlight, seemed to be dyed with a layer of purple light, and the white fat man didn't know if he was wrong, but Biao Ye's state at this time was indeed a little wrong.

"Accelerate!"

Shadows, shadows that obscured the sky and the sun, came rushing towards them with what could only be described as chaos, filthy things. A strange piece of music full of absurdity and uninhibition faintly sounded in Biao Ye's ears, and the sound seemed to have traveled through countless dimensions.

The distance between the owner of this aura and him should be incredibly far, but the products of that special aura are incredibly deep. Under the early warning of this danger, Biao Ye's only self-control can maintain his sanity, and he has lost the ability to think normally.

Biao Ye watched the white fat man stop shaking the horsewhip, and immediately felt a spoonful of hot oil poured on his heart, he restlessly pressed the horsewhip in the white fat man's hand, and slapped the old horse's ass fiercely! Poor - it had exhausted all its strength - it had been running non-stop in the rough mountain road for nearly an hour, and the white fat man realized that it was a little late for Biao Ye to realize that something was wrong, and the old horse was already faintly wailing.

And the red-eyed Biao Ye turned a blind eye, still holding the whip in his hand, and saw that he was still whipping the poor old horse. However, the white fat man was worried that Biao Ye really ran the old horse to death, so he snatched the whip from Biao Ye's hand.

Biao Ye's brain was confused, so he didn't have time to divide his precious attention to the white fat man who was walking next to him, and the white fat man easily overwhelmed the horsewhip. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the old horse let out a weak chirp, but he fell to the ground from exhaustion.

First, the front legs landed on the ground, and the white fat man and Biao Ye leaned forward with their bodies; Then there was another beating, and the horse, with the last of its strength, struggled to prop up the wagon it it was dragging on; But in the end the horse fell, and only its mouth was open and it was spewing white air, and its chest could be seen to rise and fall very clearly, like a firefly in the dense forest in this still night.

Wei Flails in the carriage slid out with the shaking of the carriage, hitting Biao Ye and the white fat man. The white fat man was fine, the horse was frightened when he fell, the muscles in his back were tense, and his butt was still on the board. Biao Ye was not so lucky, he was suddenly hit by Wei Flai, slid out of the carriage at once, rolled a few laps in the mud, and his clothes were stained with a lot of weeds and mud.

The white fat man went to see Biao Ye again, Biao Ye seemed to be fighting against something, and he couldn't count on him for the time being. When Wei Flail fell, he lay on his back on the ground, but he was not worried that he would suffocate to death.

The wind froze people's lips blue, and the fat white man couldn't resist the sudden wind. The treetops danced wildly, as if they had broken into a strange world, and under the dark skin of those flamboyant shadows, there were whistling grimaces.

Isolated and helpless, alone.

The eerie and lonely alternately staged here, the moonlight of the heavenly dome seems to be afraid of something, the sun and the moon in all mythology, have a sacred and holy meaning, and at this time, the hidden horror actually frightened away the recitation of the bright moon.

The white fat man didn't notice, and couldn't have noticed, that the treetops of the dense forest, which were more than five feet above him, were strangely in the bushes where the demons danced, maintaining their own tranquility. There was a rich black hidden in the tree, and the silhouette of the humanoid figure could only be seen if it was close. He has the skin of a man and the heart of a demon.

In this forest tonight, he is the uncrowned hunter. An uninhibited smile hung on his lips, a disdain for the humble dust of the mud from the superior, and it was natural that there was hardly a trace of abnormality.

The white fat man didn't know that he was afraid of the non-human, so he hid in the treetops above his head not far from him. Like a lost lamb, he bowed his head and showed off his two weak horns. "Zhao Peng" jumped directly from the treetops with his own bad taste, and he was afraid that his lower leg had been fractured in the human flesh. But just like the gentle sound of mosquitoes, it was soon drowned in the wind, and there was a large crater of about 30 centimeters on the ground—the impact of the fall was resolved by his legs alone, so the loud noise that should have resounded only turned into a murmur that disappeared in the wind.

The wind blows the tall grass like curtains, and like black iron railings. They were prisoners trapped here, and they were about to be escorted to the execution table, and they didn't have a chance to drink the severed head wine, so they fell to the ground with a thud.

Too real imagination made the white fat man touch his neck. The head was still attached to his chest, his nose was exhaling warm gas, and he could hear the beat of his heart beating like a drum. These all prove that he is alive and that he has not yet become a dead spirit.

Biao Ye groaned and got up, shaking his head vigorously. It was as if there were a hundred mosquitoes locked up in it, and the moths were frantically noisy like a fire, and he slapped one to death and immediately another group came. But he managed to keep his sanity, even though he was one step closer to the abyss of despair.

The white fat man aimed at Biao Ye's eyes, and those dense purple qi dissipated from his eyes. The white fat man knew that Biao Ye was sane at this time, so he boldly approached him.

"Master Biao, are you okay?" This has two meanings, one is to ask him about his current state, and the other is to test whether he is normal.

Biao Ye stared at his eyes and said lightly: "I'm fine." ”

With that, sweat dripped down his cheeks.

A terrible cry suddenly came from the shadows, just like the deadly female ghost depicted in the book. The white fat man suddenly thought of the cat's miserable screams before he died, especially when he thought of the cat's stiff corpse, the hard tail that people could catch with their bare hands, as if they were carrying a living model.

The grass, which was more than half a man's height, began to shake in pieces, and there was a wind around it, so that one could not tell whether the grass was moving or something terrible was hidden in it.

"Zhao Peng" is condescending, and a unique cat-and-mouse game is being staged.

The white fat man's cold fur exploded all over his body, like a frightened cat. When Biao Ye saw the ugly figure, bad memories came flooding back to his heart, and at the same time, the flames of anger enveloped him, and he wanted to torture these aliens to death one by one. Although he understood that the number of these aliens was far greater than the world's imagination could have been.

There is an even more creepy saying that before the birth of humans, they already existed in tapirs. They may be the first intelligent creatures on this planet. Because this statement is absurd, it is almost not recognized by the academic community, and even if some grotesque ancient ruins are unearthed to support this statement, they will be immediately dismissed as fake.

Biao Ye once heard the professor say that this creature lives in underground caves and has a well-developed underground transportation network system. With their offbeat talents, they can navigate their anthill-like underground caverns without losing their way.

In ancient times, when science was not developed, the mortality rate of people remained high due to various reasons such as wars and natural disasters. The corpses of many people are often unclaimed, and the ignorant ancients were afraid of corpses, so the usual practice was to roll the corpses into a broken straw mat and then pull them to a random hill - if they were buried too much, they would become mass graves, dig a soil pit, erect a wooden plank, and bury the matter hastily with a blank of loess.

At that time, tomb robbers were more rampant, and they were not worried about the curse of cutting off their children and grandchildren, and there were often cases of mausoleums being stolen. Those tomb robbers are not fools, and they know that there are at most a few rotten melons and fruits in the tombs of the poor, so the stolen ones are often from the families of merchants or the powerful.

However, the professor told him that there were many tomb robberies in the Yan Dynasty (the last feudal dynasty of the Tianshu Kingdom). Tomb robbery was particularly common in troubled times, and it was just a commonplace trivial thing at that time, but in those tomb robbery cases, it was not the graves of those dignitaries who were robbed, but the corpses of the dead who were buried not long ago, which is a bit unbelievable. Normal tomb robbers do such immoral things, purely for the sake of wealth, where do they care about those rotten rotten meat?

But it was the rotten flesh that was not looked down upon, and the bodies of the dead disappeared in the homes of those who were buried within three months, leaving only a dug earth pit and broken coffins. In some coffins with funeral goods, there were also gold and silver ornaments given to the deceased by relatives, but strangely, those ornaments were placed in the coffin in a dignified manner, and there was not a single piece missing.

At that time, the political organization sent people to investigate, and after a check, they found clues. If only one or two families have lost their bodies, it can be understood as a coincidence. However, after investigation, only the body of the deceased was lost in the tomb robbery cases that occurred within three months.

At that time, the person who was sent to investigate these cases was a new official who had been in office for two months, and as the saying goes, a new official took office three times. The officer was also stunned, and the local residents were full of rumors that the people who had stolen their bodies had inadvertently offended a certain mountain spirit monster, so they had solicited their revenge. However, he felt that someone was pretending to be a ghost, and wanted to catch those guys as a novice, adding a strong touch to his name during his tenure.

He sent people to inquire around to see if there were any people within a radius of 100 miles who were ready to do funerals, and then sent people to keep an eye on those who might be doing white things. When the relatives of the family died and were buried in the ground, they sent troops to guard them with guns and ammunition, waiting for the tomb robbers to throw themselves into the net.

But what he didn't expect was beyond his expectations.