The glow of the golden needle gradually filled every corner of the tomb, and I finally felt that my body was no longer so cold, but became a little warmer.

From the moment we entered this ghost place, we have been enveloped by that cold aura, and the coldness from the heart has never been dissipated.

But now this small golden needle has exerted such great power, at this moment I even have a trace of illusion: with this treasure, the world is up to me.

The golden light released by the golden needle became more and more abundant, and those white mist began to make noise, and even some of the higher ones were directly evaporated as if the morning dew saw the sun.

Some of them began to scurry in fear, and it seemed that the ghosts would be scared in the face of absolute coercion.

But fear is fear, they don't even have the slightest intention of retreating, they just hold the door stubbornly, as if they are making the final adjustment before the big war.

It seems that there must be some force at hand at them, so that they have lost their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Finally, after a neat roar, the vast expanse of white mist swept towards us like a flood beast.

At the same time, the golden needles burst out from the body, quickly intertwining into a net, enveloping everyone, no matter how fiercely those ghost martial arts hit, the golden net remained motionless.

Those white mist evaporated for a while like a fantasy, but at this time, who still had the heart to enjoy this strange landscape, we were terrified to see it.

At least I'm scared anyway, why? Because from what I counted just now, there are five or six hundred ghosts that have been steaming, which is enough for me to die five or six times......

Later, I didn't know how many ghosts I had steamed, because I really didn't have the heart to count them anymore, whether it was a hundred or ten thousand, one sheep was also driven, and two sheep were also released. I'm a dying man, and the number doesn't matter anymore.

After about ten minutes, the ghosts finally became scarce, and the golden net released by the golden needle gradually faded, and finally it was almost nothing.

Just when we thought that this battle was going to end in defeat, the golden net suddenly shrank back into the golden needle, and the golden needle trembled again, making a buzzing sound, and the golden light surged again as if it were returning to the light, and it shot out, and flew rapidly in the air, domineering over the bodies of the remaining ghosts.

It was like a threaded needle, and there was a white mist steaming before passing a place.

Finally, after the last white mist was evaporated, the golden needle no longer had any luster, it could no longer hold on to flying, and it fell from mid-air all at once, and it seemed that it had no strength to struggle.

Everyone was so shocked by this series of exciting scenes that they closed their breath, and the room was terrifyingly quiet.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the golden needle fell to the ground.

Only then did I react, hurriedly rushed to the front, picked up the gold needle, and held it in the palm of my hand.

It had lost its dazzling brilliance, and even the surface was no longer shiny.

It lay quietly in the palm of my hand, like a proud, unyielding, but unwilling warrior to die.

My heart is like a knife, this golden needle has saved me from fire and water many times, but I never thought that it would fall here.

"Thank you."

I don't know why I'm thanking a needle, but I don't know why, I feel it can hear my words and feel my heart.

I slowly put the gold needle into the box, carefully put it away, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat on the ground, a little depressed.

"I have a word first, although the treasure is spiritual, it is a drop in the bucket."

My heart trembled, and the ghost voice actually appeared in my head again!

What the? Didn't this thing die just now?

A battle that broke the golden needle, didn't the black hand behind it show up?

My head was a little dizzy, and suddenly the wall in front of me twisted, and a person actually came out of it!

The man was eight feet tall, wearing armor and armor, with a manly beard and a fierce eye that seemed to pierce my chest.

He just looks down on all living beings, what a general!

I mustered up the courage to stand up and confront him, and San'er came to me with a knife in spite of the danger.

I didn't know how to open my mouth for a while, so I simply asked a very retarded question: "What do you want?" ”

What do you want? Isn't that obvious? People said at the beginning, either we die here now, or we quit here, anyway, there is no way back, and we will die.

Sure enough, the general just snorted lightly and said, "Ten thousand ghosts can't devour your flesh and bones, but see me take your head!" ”

I felt like I was falling into an ice cave with an unusually strong palpitation, a sensation that I could only feel when it threatened my life, and this time it was so intense...... It seems that the rumor of "more than 100 people will die" is true, and this time I am afraid that I will be planted here.

The general, with his hands behind his back, floated straight towards me with a posture of imperativeness.

I tried to dodge, but then I realized that I was like a piece of wood, and I couldn't move in place.

San'er suddenly stood in front of me, and I could see everyone rushing towards me, but their movements were very slow, and I could vaguely see their mouths shouting, but I couldn't hear what they were shouting.

Is this how it felt before death, everything seemed to become more transparent, and it seemed to become more blurred.

The strange feeling ended when the general rushed in front of me.

He went straight through San'er's body, and San'er hurriedly turned around, but it was too late.

I watched the general actually get into my chest, and it was a strange feeling, alone...... No, a ghost actually got into his body, it's really ridiculous in the world.

Am I going to scratch my body like a thorn in my head? But now that the golden needle is broken, shouldn't I keep scratching through my stomach and die?

At this moment I found myself finally regaining control of my body, I turned my head to look at the crowd, and just as I was about to speak, a feeling of dizziness hit my head, and my eyes went black and I couldn't see anything.

I thought I was just dead, and well, at least I didn't feel the pain.

Then, waves of emotions welled up in my heart.

Happy, hesitant, sad, remorseful......

I was surrounded by an endless range of emotions, and my mood began to ebb and flow with them.

My eyes are no longer visible, but I seem to be able to see some images again.

It is said that before a person dies, his brain will read through the past of this life.

Can I see my mom again?

Wait a minute...... These...... It didn't seem to be my emotion, because some blurry images appeared in front of my eyes, and these blurred images were clearly not what I had experienced in my life.

The battlefield of Shura, where there are constant wails and corpses.

Green tiles and red walls, the general's courtyard of Qionglou Yuyu.

Horses galloping, dazzling green forests and fields.

A red furnace dinner where wine is shared and there is no distinction between master and servant.

I? Who am I?

It's clear that I'm the one here, but I'm not the one who I'm ......

This memory is...... The general?

You? Who are you?

Are you the lord in front of you?

Yes, you are my lord...... No, it's his lord.

Thou hast lifted me up in the midst of starvation, and a loaf of bread that was about to cool warmed my body, and from that moment on, thou art my lord, even though thou art only three years older than me.

You say, practice martial arts, you grow up so fast, you should practice martial arts. In the future, I will join the army, and you will be my servant.

Well, as long as you want, I will give it to you, even if it is my life.

I practice very well, I will join the army with you, I will protect you, I will see you become an official and enter the knighthood, I will fight with you in the north and south, and I will accompany you to achieve fame.

You treat me as your own, and I treat you as a brother.

You say, I'm a good subordinate, and I'll be a good general in the future, well, I should be a good general.

Then I'm going to be a good general.

On your wedding night, you are angry and full of ambition.

You say I've started a business, and it's time to start a family.

I just nodded, but I can't start a family, if I get married, I will have a weakness, if there is a weakness, how to protect you with all my might.

My life is yours, from beginning to end.

"Rong Fang!"

You rarely call my name.

You said that the army was defeated like a mountain, so run for your life.

I want to die, you call me stupid.

"Life and death together! Advance and retreat together! ”

Kill it with me, please call my name again, in this wolf-filled Shura battlefield.

But you go first.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can only bring back your corpse, I'm sorry.

You say I'm good at kung fu, I kneel down into the bluestone slab, but it's hard to get close to you.

What is the use of this eight-foot body?

My life is yours,

After I wielded my sword,

This life is still yours.

I can't protect you in this life,

The rest of your restful sleep, I'll take care of it......

That scene flashed before my eyes, like a slide, and I walked through his life in a very short time.

From gratitude to death, from humility and obedience to the glass of wine, from complacent to weeping and sad.

I was completely immersed in this great grief and could not help myself.

There is such a great hero in the world!

I thought I should cry out loud, but I knew I might be dead, or I wouldn't have cried yet.

Maybe I'm wrong, I shouldn't have come to this place, I shouldn't have disturbed the lord's sleep.

His life's wish turned out to be so pure, so thick, he just wanted to follow the lord, life is like this, what more can a husband ask for!

There is a slight pause in the frame.

I, no, it was him, woke up in the darkness of the tomb, as if aware of what I had become.

But he is not sad, because in this way he can keep the lord forever, forever.

Until a group of people arrives......

The leader could not see his face clearly, but he could only vaguely see that he was carrying a wooden box trimmed with gold leaf.

He questioned the origin of the leader, and the man respectfully bowed his hand and said, "Under the surname Zhang, the name is ......."

Name? What's the name?

For some reason, I suddenly felt like I couldn't hear anything around me anymore, and my mind became more and more confused.

Gradually, I felt that my mind was slowly detached from the general's past, and I realized that my consciousness had gradually become clear since just now, because I could distinguish that this was "his" memory, and I could gradually see it as a spectator.

Is this going to die? I...... Leaving here? Leave...... This world?