"There seems to be an inn in front of you that can shelter from the wind."

The ghost drove the car to a corner, and the horse was blinded by the wind and sand, and dragged hard to move forward.

"According to what you said, after Ye Yuancen led the troops to defeat the battle twenty years ago, this place was abolished, how could there be an inn, don't be dazzled, right?"

Ligui blew the beard that didn't grow long on the side of his mouth: "If it's a mirage, I'll admit it." ”

"Beware of it eating people!"

The wind and sand were blowing, and it took half an hour to reach the dilapidated inn.

"The Taoist has good eyesight."

The two hurriedly hugged their things and led the horses out of the car.

In front of me was a deserted house, and when I opened the door, there were only four walls.

The house was filled with a little yellow sand, and the layers were piled on the ground, and you could hear the wind drumming outside like a war song.

"Look at the age of this wood, it's an old house, and it's solid."

The ghost patted the pillars on the top beam.

There were two rooms in the house, inside and outside, and he scurried back and forth from the ghost, and took two bowls out of the cupboard.

There is a lack of everything in Duyang Pass, but in the past two days, Ye Fu has taken good care of Ye Fu. Then he poured water and took out dry cakes.

"The Taoist has a treasure chest."

Ye Fu is also counting his own things. Flipping through the upper layer of clothing, the small book, a strange yellow scroll came to mind.

Ye Fu took it in his hand and looked at it: "Familiar." ”

Looks like I've seen the same thing somewhere.

Pulled the rope outside, slowly unfolded, the strange lines on the top seem to outline the mountains and rivers, and the big seal on the top reads: Jing Yuhuang Map.

"Dao Chief, is this your thing?"

Ligui raised his eyes and glanced at it, and smiled meaninglessly after the four words in his eyes: "This is a good thing, let it be put by the Acacia King." ”

"Lian Shan ......" Ye Fu re-tied the yellow roll, and the small book was neatly placed under the clothes.

The wind and sand swept everything, and the house was lifted to a hula sound, with a "boom", and a wave of dizziness hit the sky and the ground.

Ye Fu and the ghost fell to the ground, and Fu hit the corner again.

"What's going on there?"

The ghost looked at it, his eyes showed danger, and he hurriedly shouted: "Come here and drag the pillar first!" ”

Ye Fu agreed, just wanted to reach out and pull away from the corner of the ghost clothes was taken away by the ground collapse!

I saw a huge hole at her feet, and the person was about to fall into it when she was rolled! Like a black hole that wants to absorb all things, everything that is close to the hole is swallowed into the belly.

Away from the ghost, he jumped and fell to Ye Fu's side, hugged her waist and dragged it back, ripped off her clothes and tied her on the pillar, but she was restrained into the hole by an upside down and disappeared!

"Dao Chief!"

The holes swirl into whirlpools with grains of sand, slowly devouring everything around them, layer by layer, like a flowing viscous liquid, which is breathtaking.

Suddenly, the wind outside was heard, and there was no movement inside, Ye Fu freed himself from the pillar and climbed to the black hole to pick up the yellow sand.

Hands on the head, warm and cool with a gentle breeze.

Could it be that there is something inside?

Ye Fu took the broken bowl on the ground and began to cut the sand, and sure enough, he dug out a hole that could be accommodated.

Looking in from the outside, it was dark and dark, and there was an empty echo of the shout.

Ye Fu rubbed his hands and got into the sand cave.

After going down, it was difficult to crawl in a road, but I couldn't find the ghost along the way, so I could only continue to move forward.

After climbing about a hundred steps, he suddenly fell into a yellow and clear hollow.

Obviously there was no light, but there was a dim light, like the breath of breath lingering.

Ye Fu groped the wall of the cave, is the traces of artificial chiseling, a small square-like hole inlaid on it, a foot long, half a foot wide, and other people high around a circle, two rows.

Ye Fu looked around, it was closed, there was no other exit.

The hand cautiously reached into the square, and there was a cool breeze blowing, eeriely, and slightly softened after touching the paper page.

He took out a slightly old book from the square. Then I reached in and felt out, and it was still a book. A thin book, earthy yellow, more than ten pages.

Ye Fu rolled up the hem of his clothes and brushed the dust on the paper, leaning on the cave wall and turning over.

"I heard that every grain of sand in Duyang Pass represents a trace of remorse, when it is full of yellow sand, can it accumulate another Ye family army?

At the end of the autumn of the thirty-first year of Tianqing, Jizhou.

……”

General Ye, Tianqing is thirty-one years, wasn't that twenty years ago?

Ye Fu flipped forward, judging from the description, this is a marching record.

But the text is casual and casual, and it seems a bit amateurish.

Traces?

Ye Fu recalled in his mind, making sure he hadn't heard of this person, maybe it was the idle pen of a nobody.

Ye Fu groped the cave wall, and still didn't find the exit for a long time, and he couldn't even find the place where he fell in before.

In desperation, he could only force composure.

Haven't you experienced so many strange things before? Maybe the book here is the key to the mystery.

Ye Fu tiptoed to collect all the books into his arms one by one, and stacked them half a person high.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came over, as if a cat had been violated by a taboo!

"Don't touch my stuff!"

A man in a simple robe staggered over, and after approaching Ye Fu, he showed half of his face in the dusk.

It was a thin, withered yellow result of long-term malnutrition, but the eyes were surprisingly clear.

Look again, his book-snatching hand is as thin as dry wood, as if it has been baked and drained of water. The waist is bent, the robe is not tied or opened, and the dry hair is too long and scattered.

Ye Fu was not afraid, but quietly took two steps back to inspect the way out.

"Don't waste your time, you won't be able to get out without me opening the mechanism."

"Is this a mechanism?"

The robed man took a deep breath, and his pungent energy poured out with his voice: "Why should I explain it to you?" You trespassed on my territory, and you touched my books, and you deserve to die here! ”

He raised his head, and when he was about to continue teaching, when he saw Ye Fu's eyebrows, he was suddenly stunned, and muttered in a trance: "Ayan?" ”

Ye Fu took a step back and pasted the cold cave wall.

The robed man continued: "Yu Wuling? ”

Stretched out his hand to pull away the long hair on his face, "I, Jizhou, the unsuccessful Jizhou!" ”

Ye Fu nodded as if he understood.

"Forget it. You were only seven years old at the time, and it was normal for you not to remember me, not to mention that it was not easy to live after that kind of thing. ”

"You were the ...... who participated in the war twenty years ago"

"Twenty years ago?" Jizhou suddenly asked, then laughed wildly, then bitterly voiced, and threw the fragment in his hand, "It's really been twenty years of life, Mu Ya, you really have to be a last resort, why didn't you let the enemy army be wiped out back then!" ”

The scattered page reads:

Mu Ya's crazy military advisor is deceiving people again, one moment scaring that the little girl who just came is "full of blood debts and will not die well", and then saying that I have a fate with her, and we will meet again in twenty years.

If it's really such a coincidence, she and everyone can see each other again in twenty years, why am I alone?

The tone is relaxed, with a bit of a joke.

And the scene and scenery that confirms the present are suddenly a little more mysterious and secretive.