I stupidly watched these people go away, and I was rambling to guess their identities and origins, and in a flash of lightning, my mind was clear, and I suddenly understood: this place may not really be an illusion, but for me, it may be illusory, untouchable, similar to the existence of a soul! To test the correctness of my idea, I walked to the side of the road, raised my hand, and patted a pine tree with all my might. Sure enough, my hand effortlessly passed through the thick body of the tree at once.

This would explain why those people just turned a blind eye to me, because they couldn't see me at all! It must be like this! I am proud of my quick thinking. Immediately, my curiosity was at an all-time high.

Since I'm an optimized "invisible person" here that no one else can see or hear, why don't I follow those weird people just now? There may be unexpected discoveries!

It's better to act than to be excited! I made up my mind and immediately followed the backs of those people as they were about to disappear. Luckily, the trail was winding but didn't fork in the road, so I wouldn't lose it.

Still, I'm so tired! For the Nth time, I reluctantly stopped, opened my mouth, and gasped for air. The people in front of them seem to be masters of light skills in martial arts novels, all of them are walking like flying, with a long breath, and they have walked such a long and high, high, and rocky road, and they don't even have a little respite! At first, I was running fast, but later, it turned into jogging, race walking, and in the end, I could only stumble forward in a posture similar to drunkenness, and I stopped from time to time to beat my chest, which was more tiring than running a thousand meters at school! However, the mountain road is so long that it seems to have no end, but the scenery on both sides is becoming more and more beautiful, all kinds of rare tree species and exotic beasts and rare birds emerge in endlessly, I have to chase desperately, and I am reluctant to give up watching the scenery, I really wish to give birth to seventeen or eighteen pairs of eyes, seventeen or eighteen legs!

Finally, after I prayed sincerely hundreds of times, the "masters" in front of me, who were "as light as swallows", stopped. A village built on the hill has appeared!

Judging from the architectural style, this is a rather ordinary and large-scale Han village. At this time, a dense crowd had gathered in the open space in front of the village. Men and women, young and old, there is a lot of discussion. They were all wearing cloth shirts, pants and old cloth shoes with dull colors, outdated styles, and rustic styles, and the expressions on their faces were as panicked as if they were mourning, and they felt weird, as if they were making a movie about the suppression of bandits in the Republic of China. However, there are no more snow-white clothes and bright red turbans, and judging by their clothing, this is a Han village.

Fortunately, it's not a minority. I was worried that I wouldn't understand the language at all, but I was relieved.

The crowd in the clearing suddenly became silent after seeing the old man in white clothes and wearing a red turban. This abrupt death-like silence is suffocating. I frowned and scanned the crowd, and the expressions on everyone's faces seemed to freeze, incredible, surprised, frustrated, desperate...... Then the crowd erupted in exclamation. The cry was terrifying, and the terrible look on their faces seemed to be the end of the world. Then, a jumble of words that were more difficult to understand than a foreign language popped out of their mouths so quickly that they couldn't understand what they were saying.

I watched the chaos in frustration and realized that I had made a mistake of common sense. It's good that they are Han Chinese, but who stipulates that Han people must speak Mandarin! In our vast and populous country, there are countless dialects! In some remote ravines, there are so many kinds of dialects that they can even reach the point of "different dialects in the same village". It's miserable, I can't understand their dialect, and I'm not much different from a "deaf person"!

I had no choice but to watch pantomime! I smiled wryly.

In the midst of the chaos and noise, the old man in white and red scarf stood quietly at first, as if he was brewing emotions. Soon he opened his mouth and shouted, presumably something like "quiet". Don't look at him as a decrepit look, but his voice is very loud and high-pitched, with unquestionable composure and majesty. There was a sudden silence in the room, and everyone's eyes were full of hopeful longing, looking at him as if they were looking at a savior.

He silently glanced at everyone with vicissitudes of life, and then said a long sentence with a sad expression but a calm tone, and everyone's faces changed from panic and despair to hope and longing, and finally slowly turned into gloom and helplessness, as if they finally had to accept some kind of predestined ending.

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly took out a black thing from the clothes on his chest, carefully held it in his hand, and stroked it with a sad expression.

Countless dazzling stars flew in front of my eyes!

What is that? - "Spirit Stone"!

I subconsciously touched it with my hand, and the spirit stone hanging on my chest was also there! Two pieces? Could it be that there are other spirit stones in this world?

I calmed myself down and looked closely at the stone in the old man's hand, which was rectangular, not too thick, smooth and flat, and now shining with a smooth sheen. The main thing is that it is much larger than my spirit stone. My mind flashed, will it ...... Is that the "mother stone"? I was taken aback by the thought. Chen Qiu said that the mother stone was sealed by her great-grandmother, the last sorcerer of their gluttonous clan, and hidden deep in the tunnels of the ancient tomb after being sealed before death. Later, Xu Lan's grandmother got the mother stone, which was after the archaeological team returned to Xu's house eight or nine years ago, and the scene in front of her was not like it at all! …… Could it be that this was before the mother stone was sealed? However, Chen Qiu's great-grandmother has been dead for sixty years! I shuddered, couldn't believe the speculation.

The old man stroked for a long time, and finally sighed slightly and closed his eyes. His lips twitched up and down, a long series of vague syllables poured down, and with his strange gestures, although the appearance of the mother stone did not change, its aura and luster gradually dimmed, until it turned into an inconspicuous ordinary stone.

I stared at him without blinking, with mixed suspicions, but a vague thought crossed my mind: this was the scene of the mother stone being sealed, although it looked very different from what Chen Qiu said.

It's my intuition, it's not about reason!

Until this point, one thing is certain: this is not what happened now, but sixty years ago or earlier; The location is not Suzhou, if you don't guess wrong, it should be Chen Qiu's hometown - Naba Village under the jurisdiction of Shangsi County in the 100,000 mountains of Guangxi!

A ridiculous conclusion! But that's the only way to explain what I've seen.

The old man held the stone and walked alone. The crowd parted silently, and a winding and rugged path skirted the village and led deeper into the forest. All the people just stood there and watched, but no one followed him, where else did he go? I thought for a moment, well, I guess I went to the ancient tomb.

I hurriedly followed him, anyway, whether it was a pantomime or a farce, even if it was a tragedy, I had to see the end.

However, I soon felt extremely miserable!

It's another difficult trek that overdraws physical strength! Walking in the dark, I walked so that my eyes were full of Venus. I lamented and thought: Why can't I fly? …… If I don't have a car or a motorcycle, I can even send a horse to travel for me!

Even though I thought about it, I didn't dare to stop. It wasn't until he stopped abruptly in front of me that I realized that there was a high mound deep in the forest, and everywhere else there was green grass, but here there was no grass at all. Covered in dark yellow earth, a rectangular hole is faintly revealed.

Arrived? This is the ancient tomb that was later excavated by the archaeological team with the mother stone and the white jade gluttonous statue (the headless monster that almost killed me)? I took a few steps closer, craned my neck to take a look, and was not disappointed, and shook my head secretly: It's such a mound, it's shabby!

He walked silently to the mound, his right hand still holding the stone, and his left hand slowly raised upward. My eyes widened and rounded, for I saw that mound actually cracked! It's like a potato that's been split in half. Then, the left half began to sink incessantly, and the dirt opened to both sides as if it were sentient, and a swarthy hole revealed a mysterious smile!

The hole is so deep that when viewed from afar, it looks like it goes straight to the ground. Instead of stepping into the hole, he slowly withdrew his left hand and muttered a few muffled words. After a while, a red light rose from the dark hole! This red light, I am not unfamiliar with it at all, it is the light that I have seen countless times in nightmares, the light from the white jade gluttonous eyes!

I held my breath and watched him closely. I saw him raise his head, look at the sky and think for a while, and actually sat down by the entrance of the cave for a long time. With his back to the hole, he closed his eyes, his right hand on the stone, his left hand on his chest, his mouth tossing and turning, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Hey? What's going on? Wait for someone? …… Hey, it couldn't be that he found out about me and wouldn't go into the cave, ready to do some kind of sorcery against me, right? I was a little frightened, and quickly tiptoed behind a large tree and poked my head out a little to peek.

After a while, he was still sitting on the ground, but his left hand began to draw circles in mid-air. After drawing a few times, the air gradually made a "hissing" sound, his fingers seemed to be stained with paint, and the circles in mid-air showed colorful colors. First it was black, then blue, yellow-green, and finally white. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he drew eight or nine circles, but I still couldn't guess what he was trying to do. These circles are very colorful and round, but what is the use? It's neither a charm nor a spell.

I was speculating, but I saw his round hand slammed, and his eyes, which had been closed just a moment ago, opened and shot out two sharp sword-like lights.

"You...... Don't you give up? "I was really startled by the jerky Mandarin he suddenly came out of his mouth.

"Hehe, if you give me something, I'll go back with all my heart!" A woman with a delicate face and a charming expression came from another part of the dense forest. She was in her early thirties, slender, fair-skinned, and her eyes were not big, but they were like water, which was a bit seductive. She also speaks Mandarin, but there are a lot of tongue accents, with obvious Min and Cantonese accents.

She approached him with a strange smile on her face, and she approached him step by step with a lot of charm.

"Stop!" He whispered coldly.

She was very obedient, and actually stopped a few meters away from him, but the smile on her face deepened, and the mockery and viciousness were hidden in that charming style.

I looked at her and then at him, and I couldn't help but sigh: What is the world of difference? Just look at these two people to understand, one is young, beautiful, slender and fair-skinned, and the other is old and ugly, fat and dark!

"Where are your totems? Aren't you going to take another look before you die? She chuckled softly, glancing casually at the hole behind him.

"I'll seal it up. …… After I die, there will be no more wizards in my people! You can live your own life......" his tone was flat and unemotional.

"Is there a wizard who has anything to do with me? I just want to take what I want! She scoffed, a greed burning in her eyes.

"What doesn't belong to you, it's useless to take it!" He was unmoved.

"Haha, how do you know it doesn't belong to me?" Her smile looked vicious, "Maybe I'm the right person!" ”

Before she could finish speaking, she made a strange gesture, and countless stones flew out of the dense forest, whistling and smashing towards the old man on the ground.

Although these stones are not very large, they are fast and numerous, and if they are smashed in such a way that if they are hit, the head will be broken and the blood will flow. If the old man dodges, then he can no longer block the hole. The woman had already calculated that the target was what was in the cave.

Seeing a pile of stones falling over, the old man did not move as if he were a wooden clay sculpture. I couldn't help but run out from behind the tree and shouted, "Get out of the way!" After I finished calling, I suddenly remembered that people here can't see or hear my voice. The stones rained down on the old man's head and body, and streams of blood flowed down his forehead and sideburns, and in a moment, blood flowed all over his face, like a ghost.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a vicious expression, jumped up, and took the old man's relatively fragile neck with both hands, and a strange brilliance flashed between the palms of her hands, it seemed that she was ready to break the boat. The old man's eyes were hollow, and his body leaned limply against the entrance of the cave, as if he was powerless to resist, and waited quietly for the cold hand of death to be stuck on him......

I was so indignant that I rushed forward desperately to help. But the moment my hand touched them, the spirit stone hanging on my chest suddenly erupted with a surging red light like a wave, submerging my entire body!

It's dark, dizzy, roaring, and the consciousness is as painful as being torn apart by the raging waves of the flying scroll! When I opened my eyes with great difficulty, I saw the deep Jiangnan courtyard under the blue sky and white clouds, the simple and generous round stone cave door, and the deep-eyed teenager staring at me meaningfully. There are no lush primeval forests, no Han villages built on the mountains, no more beautiful and vicious strange women and strange-looking unlucky wizards!

A string of dark black beads lay quietly in Yun Tengjiao's outstretched palm.

"This ...... Just now...... What ...... those things," I stammered.

"What do you see?" The cloud is light and breezy to ask.

"I saw Naba Village in Shangsi County, 100,000 mountains......" I blurted out, and then realized that something was wrong, and quickly explained, "Well, I mean, I saw a primeval forest and a village, I guess...... That's Guangxi. ”

"What else?" Ignoring my far-fetched explanation, he continued to ask quietly.

"An old man...... and a woman. I replied hesitantly.

"Oh, who are they?" The corners of his mouth twitched upward, staring at me with a smirk.

“…… It seems to be ...... Sorcerer. My scalp tingled and I lowered my eyes and replied helplessly.

"Wizard? Interesting! He smiled suddenly, as if hearing the expected answer.

"What about this string of beads? Did you see that? He asked with a smile.

"Nope!" I immediately shook my head.

"How is that possible? You read it wrong! His smile narrowed, and he was full of disbelief.

"Not really! …… I only saw spirit stones! I hurriedly pleaded my case.

"Spirit Stone!" He repeated faintly, with an indescribable gloom in his voice, as if he had finally seen the end of the road ahead after a long journey. A trace of exhaustion, mixed with a little joy, and the indifference of coldly watching the ending!

I regret it a lot, the existence of the spirit stone really shouldn't be known to outsiders, but the words that come out are like spilled water, and there is no way to take it back! I looked at Yun Tengjiao at a loss, praying that it was better for him to suddenly lose his memory and stop asking.

"Is that the stone you're hanging?" The beautiful young jade pointed his hand, revealing a sudden look.

"What?" I was taken aback, and when I looked down, the spirit stone wrapped in red thread was indeed hanging on my chest, but I had clearly hidden it deep in my clothes in the morning, but now it was exposed to the air as if it were showing off. Wisps of blood-like red embedded in its body, bright in the sun; Under the luster of the jade, the circulating evil qi became more and more intense.

"It's just a rock, do you need to be so nervous?" He asked seemingly casually.

"Uh...... I'm not nervous! …… I'm not a wizard anyway! "The more I try to get rid of it, the more suspicious it becomes, and I hate to become dumb at this time.

"Why is it a wizard's tool?"

"Ahem...... How would I know? I don't know anything. "I had to play dumb.

"Then what happened when you saw this spirit stone?" He smiled gracefully, like a spring breeze and rain. Unfortunately, I'm about to turn into a hard stone statue now, and I have to use hydrochloric acid to dissolve.