When Lan Er woke up again, it was pitch black in front of her, and her companion's stiff body pressed against her, and she carefully pushed it away and crawled out of the pile of corpses.

Having regained some strength, she used her sharp beak to puncture the thin black plastic bag and jump out in a few steps. The outside of the garbage bag is still pitch black, and you can only see the white bones all over the ground through the starlight.

She looked at her surroundings curiously, her red paws were bloody, and her physical strength couldn't keep up, so she could only lie on the ground with her whole body, cold and full of corpse stench.

There was a rolling of her eyelids, and her cruelty to humans and the love of her companions made her suffer day and night, and her gradually stiff body had been motionless for several days, and even she thought she was really going to die.

"Want revenge?" A low, hoarse male voice drifted into her ear.

"Yes." The voice in my heart replied urgently.

"Do you want to keep living?"

"Yes."

"Then try to live."

"How do you live?"

"Yin Qi is abundant here, how did you use spiritual power to cultivate before, how can you use Yin Qi to cultivate now."

"I'll give you a book, and whether you can leave alive or not depends on your own creation."

"Thank you." The ethereal man hurried away before he could hear the voice of the blue ear.

It had been decadent for a few days, but Lan Ear finally had the energy to fully open her eyes, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a brown book in front of her eyes, and she supported her wings, struggled to get up, and jumped onto the cover.

It turned out that those vague conversations were true, she thought she was dreaming, she didn't think too much, she followed the man's words, cultivated with yin qi, and created her own shadow puppet dance to control yin qi for her own use for more than a year.

Because she was concentrating on cultivation, she had never visited a place where she had stayed for so long, and one day she was jumping around on the white bones with her red paws, and her wing injuries had not been treated, and she was still unable to fly. While strolling, I asked myself, "What kind of place is this?" ”。

"Little girl, this is Death Valley." Hoarse and distant voices, a revenant spirit circled around her and stopped in front of her.

"Death Valley?" She had heard of a small canyon in Buzhou Mountain, where the walking dead and the dead were sealed and accepted.

"Why am I here?" She said blankly, she was already in the underworld, whether she was dead or not dead now.

"You walked in by yourself and asked us what we were doing." The other revenant laughed.

"Little chirp."

"You're blind, it's not a sparrow"

"And what do you say this is?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know, and you still talk about me."

"I don't know what she is, but she's definitely not a sparrow."

Blue Ear turned his head to watch them arguing, and said helplessly: "I am a kingfisher, not a sparrow." ”

"No wonder it's so good-looking." The two souls looked at her in unison and said at the same time.

"Excuse me, how am I going to get out?" Blue Ear raised his round head and asked politely.

"You're not dead yet, you can get out as you get in." Just left such a sentence.,Many dead souls just floated in the air.,Didn't talk to Lan Er anymore.。。

"How did you get in, how did you get out?" In her mind, she said silently, in her knowledge, the Valley of the Dead would only accept creatures that walked with corpses without any consciousness. How did she get in, I vaguely remember that before she died, she kept shouting in her heart that I don't want to die, I don't want to die, is it because of this reason.