The sky gradually brightened, and the fog also had a tendency to dissipate, and the hunting seven wolves had a heavy face, staring at the hill in the distance and not moving.

The earth shook for a moment, and finally settled down, and I stared into the distance and asked in disbelief:

"I remember you said that the old man of Yuhuan buried the grave on the turtle shell, is that the turtle?"

The Seven Wolves nodded, patted me on the shoulder, and motioned for me to follow him.

I was not interested in what Yuhuan was, and when I looked left and right and saw that he was the only one, I asked:

"Brother, where is Yan Laosan?"

The Seven Wolves looked ugly and shook their heads.

"I don't know!"

Although Yan Laosan and I have not been together for a long time, we have to be together, but Yitong River and Bailiushan are also considered to have suffered together, not to mention, I remember that when I was in front of the dry corpse pit and there were giant rats chasing after me, Yan Laosan was stunned and asked me to go first! Although he is a coarse and delicate person, he has done everything he can to find the corpse dart, but he is kind to me!

As soon as I saw the attitude of hunting seven wolves, I immediately became anxious and hurriedly asked him why. The Seven Wolves explained to me that the old man in the straw hat had not returned after sending us to the neighbor's house, and that they wanted to go out to find us when they realized that something was wrong, but they were blocked by the skeletons, and then the fog arose, and they were separated.

It seems that he and Yan Laosan have suffered similar to us, and I sighed deeply.

"Brother, have we been calculated by the old man in the straw hat? Also, why is this rain so strange? It was obviously poured in the tunzi just now, just like a soup chicken, why did we run out and dry all over our bodies? ”

The Seven Wolves were light-footed, and when I heard me talk about the heavy rain, it was rare to see him frown.

He is the material of being a general, and he can face like a tide with thunder in his chest, which can make him frown, and I have a vague bad premonition in my heart.

"Hallucinations?" Seeing that he didn't squeak, I asked.

What I didn't expect was that the seven wolves actually shook their heads.

My heart suddenly "clicked" for a moment, it was not an illusion, but the heavy rain and thunder and lightning I experienced, and the skeletons that climbed out of bed, are these all true?

I looked at him in horror, and it took me a long time to open my mouth and lightly spit out four intriguing words.

"Qimen Dunjia!"

Qimen Dunjia? This wonderful culture, which I have only heard about in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and film and television works, suddenly stunned me.

I didn't even know what to say, I didn't know where to ask, and the Seven Wolves didn't seem interested in explaining, so I changed the subject and said:

"Let's not go first, I'm separated from Dalong and Hu Badao, and the two of them should still be nearby!"

The Seven Wolves didn't stop, and replied in a deep voice: "I can't find it, you feel that it's not far away, but in the blink of an eye, people may be a few mountains away." ”

I was stunned when I heard this, the person who had just escaped and left, but in a few short minutes, how could he be a few mountains away?

There is only one explanation for this, the Qimen Dunjia he just mentioned!!

I don't talk anymore, I don't ask questions anymore, although the person who hunts the seven wolves is deeply hidden, but it feels very down-to-earth, and I have an inexplicable trust in him!

The two of us walked with our heads down for a while, and the seven wolves kept their eyes locked on the hill in the distance, looking for the direction of the earthquake just now.

I don't know how long I walked, but the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the fog was getting lighter and lighter, but the strange thing was that the hill was very close to us, but we couldn't get there!

I was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but the seven wolves hunted with a resolute face, not red and breathless, and asked:

"Brother, something is wrong, that hill looks close in front of you, why have you been walking for so long, and you still can't go?"

The seven wolf hunters were expressionless, and just spit out lightly:

"Wangshan is tired of horses!"

I wiped my sweat, repeated it in my mouth, and continued to follow him.

This time I didn't go long, the hunting seven wolves suddenly stopped, squatted down to check something, I looked down, oops, it's footprints!!

The footprints came from the direction next to us, and they also ran in the direction of the hill, I thought it was Yan Laosan, Dalong Hu Badao them, but after a closer look, it scared me.

These footprints are disorganized, obviously not the appearance of one or two people, and in particular, among these footprints, you can also see some mud puddles that are not deep, as if they have been poked down by a stick or something.

I instantly realized that this must be the old man with toad eyes, because I remember that this old man had a stick when he was in my car that night!

Didn't the old man in the straw hat lie, it seems that these people are indeed one step ahead of us.

The Seven Wolves inspected for a while, stood up, patted the dirt on their hands, and said:

"It should be the group that left early."

I didn't understand and asked:

"The old man in the straw hat who led us into the tun at the bottom of the mountain is with them, right?"

The Seven Wolves shook their heads:

"No, look!" As he spoke, he reached out and pointed to a depression underneath.

Looking at it, some blood stains were faintly seen around the footprints, obviously someone was injured!

"If you can get out of that tunzi, there are masters among them!"

This came out of the mouth of the seven wolf hunters, but it was highly praised! Although I don't want to admit it, I know that the master he is referring to must be an old man with toad eyes.

Being the first to climb, the seven wolves couldn't help but speed up the pace, the two of us galloped all the way, and after more than half an hour, we finally came to the foot of the hill.

The footprints were a mess at the foot of the hill, apparently they had stopped there, and finally, the footprints circled the hill and branched off in two directions, east and west.

"Which way shall we go?" I asked.

The Seven Wolves hesitated for a moment, shook their heads and said, "I don't know which direction is right, let's go separately!" ”

As soon as I heard him say that he was going separately, I couldn't help but sweat for myself.

"You go to the left, I go to the right, if you find something, go back to the place and wait for me, don't act rashly!"

The toad-eyed old man is close at hand, I must not let go of this opportunity to save Da Fei, although I am a little scared, but I still gritted my teeth and agreed.

With that, the two of us went our separate ways, and I clenched my fists and followed the footprints on my left.

When the footprints on this side surrounded the hill halfway, they began to extend to the mountain, I followed the footprints to climb the hill, and I could hear the noisy talking on the top of the mountain far away.

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