The terrain of this place is very high, and it is difficult for ordinary vegetation to grow normally, and as far as the eye can see, there are green meadows mixed with various colors.

At first, when I heard the word "Hulin", I thought it should be a forest growing in a meadow, but when I looked in the direction of his finger, I could still only see a patch of grass, and only a few trees sparsely grew near our mountain.

I couldn't help but question, "Didn't you go the wrong way?" ”

My dad smiled mysteriously: "When you enter that Hulin, you will know that I made a mistake or not." ”

As I said he was about to go down the mountain, I grabbed him and told him that some people needed to rest.

Because the time to walk the mountain road is not particularly long, but the travel speed is too fast, coupled with the steepness of the mountain trail, coupled with the high altitude, Liang Houzai and Huang Yuzhong's lung capacity is a little unable to keep up, but with their physique, they can quickly adapt to such an environment.

After staying at the top of the mountain for about an hour, I saw that Huang Yuzhong and Liang Houzai's faces were completely better, and then I beckoned everyone to go down the mountain.

Descending the northwest slope to the end of the hill is the depression that my dad just pointed out.

But as I got closer and closer to the valley, I gradually noticed something unusual.

In terms of perspective, the farther away you are, the smaller and narrower it looks, just as if you are standing on a narrow path lined with trees on both sides and looking into the distance, the shape of this road in your eyes is a narrow triangle that changes from wide to narrow.

I now feel as if there is the same road in front of me, but when I look far away, I find that the trees in the distance are as big as the trees in the distance, and the road in the distance is as wide as the road in the near distance.

It would have given the strange feeling that the trail was short, short enough to be walked on two feet, but after four hours of walking, it was completely dark, and we still hadn't reached the depression.

At night, the visual distance of the ghost eye is about 500 meters, but at this time, the depression is far beyond this distance, and I can no longer see it at all.

But when I looked down from the top of the mountain, I thought that the place was only a thousand meters away from us.

Not only that, but the rest of the team had similar doubts.

Li Huaishan was the fastest, and directly said the question in his heart: "After walking for so long, why do I always feel like I'm standing still, we won't run into a ghost hitting the wall, right?" ”

My dad was happy at the time: "This kid is really good at laughing, and he doesn't look at what kind of cultivation he is, can he still trap you when he hits the wall?" Don't think that far, close your eyes and look around you. ”

Hearing him say this, I also retracted my vision and took a closer look at the vegetation around me.

Only then did I find out the problem.

When I looked down from the top of the mountain, I thought that the height of the vegetation on the hillside was only about one meter, but after walking down, I realized that as I went deeper and deeper, the vegetation around me became higher and higher.

I believe I wouldn't be wrong if the thorn bushes or trees were alone, but when they grow together, the colors are mixed and the forms of the vegetation are soft and soft, but they form a visual dislocation that makes me mistake them for just ordinary meadows.

To be able to see a big tree as grass is enough to show that we are located at a considerable distance from the mountain.

I said, "Can such a stout tree grow in such a place?" At an altitude like this, only alpine meadows should be able to grow normally. ”

My dad said, "This place is very close to the Valley of the Buried Dragon, and it is estimated that the abnormal spirit in the valley has changed the topography here. ”

At this time, it was already obvious that the tone of his voice had become very serious.

The vegetation around us first became more and more lush, and as we went deeper, the vegetation began to thin out again.

It wasn't until the third watch that we officially entered my father's mouth of Hulin.

There was a huge vegetation similar to artemisia grass growing in this forest, and I didn't know what those strong grasses as thick as small trees were, but I heard my dad say that it was not poisonous, so I tried to push the straw stalk with my hand, and with a little more force, the grass stalk would shake, and as it shook, it made a crunch sound similar to that of a dry corn stalk when it was crushed.

The spacing between the grass is relatively large, the narrowest place is more than half a meter, and the wide place can reach two or three meters.

Since the moment he entered Hu Lin, Lao Zuo had been frowning, as if he had something on his mind, and at this moment he stretched his neck again, observing the surrounding situation with a vigilant expression.

I couldn't help but ask: "Old Zuo, what are you looking at?" ”

Lao Zuo frowned and said: "These grasses have the effect of isolating the Qi field, no one can say whether there is evil hidden in Hu Lin, it is better to be careful." ”

I heard my dad say on the side: "Don't worry, this is a forbidden place for evil spirits, and it is also a forbidden place for magic, there can be no evil spirits, and you don't want to cast spells in this place." ”

I asked, "What the hell is this grass, I've never seen it before?" ”

My dad shook his head: "I only know that they shouldn't be things in the yang world, as for what they are and where they come from, I can't tell, pay close attention to the surroundings, the grave should be nearby." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yuzhong shouted from afar: "Who built a grave here?" ”

Hearing Huang Yuzhong's shouting, my father hurriedly walked over: "Where is the grave?" ”

Huang Yuzhong pointed to a small dirt bag two hundred meters away: "That's not it." ”

Because the bag was very short, I only saw it after Huang Yuzhong pointed out its location, and the reason why I said that this bag was a grave was because the bag was pressed on top of a pile of almost weathered pebbles, which at first glance seemed to be used for yellow paper.

But my dad still didn't see the grave: "Where is it, you can be clear." ”

Huang Yuzhong was a little puzzled: "Don't you also have a ghost eye, you can't see anything two hundred meters away?" ”

Judging from my dad's performance in the earth cave and the content of his recounting of the past, he did have a ghost eye, but I guess this ghost eye may not have been formed, and he can only see the quicksand of the Qi Sea without condensing his mental power.

There is a big shortcoming in the field of vision of the Qi Sea Quicksand, that is, once it encounters something that is too far away, does not move, and is too small in size, it is difficult to see its outline clearly, and the small mound two hundred meters away just echoes the above three characteristics.

Before my dad could speak, I beckoned everyone and turned to the grave.

The grave has apparently been there for many years, and the pebbles on it are not only badly weathered, but also artificially carved with some words, sigils, and the like, but due to severe wind erosion, the specific content has long been lost.

In addition, I noticed that directly west of the grave there was a stone scattered on the ground, not a pebble, but a bluestone that had been artificially sharpened, like a signpost, pointing firmly to the west side of the ridge.

My dad looked carefully at the grave bag on the ground, then stood up, faced due west and said, "This tomb is the boundary monument of the burial dragon valley, and after this tomb to the west, it is the boundary of the burial dragon valley." ”

Such a grave is not a natural formation, and the pebbles on it, as well as the signposts at the foot of the grave, have extremely obvious artificial marks.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, and said to myself: "Is there anything man-made in the Burial Dragon Valley?" ”

If the Burial Dragon Valley was artificially built, the situation there would probably be even more dangerous, at least there would be no artificially arranged powerful formations in the naturally formed valley.

My dad shook his head: "I haven't been in that place either, I don't know what's going on inside, anyway, everyone should be more careful." ”

As he spoke, he took out a half-meter-long wooden staff from the baggage he was carrying, and while using the wooden staff to sweep the grass and trees in front of him, he walked over the grave and towards the west of Hu Lin.

Before crossing the grave, there was no vegetation in the forest except for the strong grass that was two or three meters high, but once it was over, a large number of ferns and thorns grew on the ground.

With bare earth on one side and lush vegetation on the other, it was as if there was a wall of air separating the two areas, and the dividing line was almost straight, without the slightest excess.

The humidity is particularly heavy in this area, but you can't hear the obvious sound of running water, and you probably have a large stream of mud underneath the fern, so if you are not careful, it will be very troublesome if you get stuck in the swamp.

Every time I walked far, I noticed that there were black shadows flickering about 500 meters ahead, and those shadows were like tall onions rising from the ground, the whole was slender, and the distance was very large.

At first, I thought it was evil, so I pulled out the sapper shovel to ward off the enemy, and got closer, only to find that it was strong grass blown by the wind, but the grass there was not as thick as it had been before, and it felt a little malnourished.

", it's like a ghost crying." Huang Yuzhong suddenly muttered.

I looked back at him, and he pointed ahead: "The wind is weird ahead. ”

It didn't take long for me to say this, and I knew what Huang Yuzhong's so-called "ghost crying" meant.

At that time, we had entered the area where the tall grass was swaying, and the wind in this area was particularly strong, and the wind jumped through the cracks in the grass and pressed on the body, making the jackets "clatter" non-stop.

Maybe it's because there are too many gaps in the grass, and the wind sounds whimpering, sharper than a ghost crying, and it's so terrifying that people's scalps are tingling when they hear it.

Lao Zuo whispered: "It's a yin wind, but I can't sense the Qi field." ”

I also know that this is the yin wind, but in this place, let alone the yin qi stirred by the wind, the mental power and spiritual rhyme on Lao Zuo's body are so strong, I can't sense it at all.

(End of chapter)