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Although I couldn't see everything around me, my perception was still there, and the distance between me and the bandit didn't seem to be far, and I could clearly feel his breath.

"Where is this?" I felt like my feet had become solid, and I didn't feel like I was falling.

The bandit kicked the ground and made a sound, and replied, "It seems to be a piece of land"

"Nonsense, I'm sure I know it's the ground," I said, rolling my eyes, "Is there any way to see clearly?"

"I want to think about it," the bandit muttered, and was silent.

I saw that he no longer paid attention to me, and I was a little scared in my heart, and the disappearance of Ah Gong made me a little confused, and it seemed that I had returned to my old youthful heart.

"Hey, don't you talk," I shouted to the side, but didn't get a response.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly there was a flash of fire in front of my eyes, and next to the firelight was the pale face of the bandit.

"It's finally out" the bandit breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers burning with fire.

I was a little surprised, this was the first time I had seen him do the Dharma.

I took the light to observe the surrounding situation, and found that there was not much land to see, but it was filled with white yin qi.

This is due to the incarnation of too much yin qi, which has condensed, and it is estimated that this place is not simple.

"I have to find Ah Gong first to discuss countermeasures," I said with a shuff.

The bandit nodded and led me forward.

There is no way to see the road here, and we can't fly into the sky, so we can just feel the way.

"Bang Dang"

Suddenly there was a strange sound under his feet, and when the bandits saw this, they leaned the fire in their hands to the ground.

In front of us is a skull, which is obviously not owned by humans, because its shape is so strange that it is not an exaggeration to call it four, and there are two protruding horns on the top of the head.

"What is this?" The bandit muttered.

I shook my head and motioned for him to shine his hand down the road ahead.

"Why are these things all this stuff," the bandit exclaimed in surprise.

When I looked up, I saw that the ground in the distance was covered with such identical skulls, which was spectacular.

"What should I do, I can't get over it?" I asked.

It's a bit scary, with so many skulls gathered together, doesn't it mean that each one represents a corpse?

"Pass" The bandit gritted his teeth, said with a ruthless face, and then took the lead in stepping out and kicked the skulls on the way to the side.

I had to bite the bullet and follow along, and I have to say that this area is very large, not as narrow as the eye sees.

Skulls covered almost all of our paths until a stone gate appeared in front of us.

The shape of this stone gate is also composed of a skull, but it is magnified more than ten times, and its lower jaw is a stone gate.

"Get in"

The bandit looked back and forth, and saw that there was no other option to leave, so he took a deep breath and led me into the stone gate.

It was still very dark inside the stone gate, and what made me even more chilled was that as soon as the fire in the bandits' hands entered the stone gate, it was blown out by the invisible wind.

"Whew"

The bandit coughed, and I felt a touch on my hand, and I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the bandit had hooked my hand to prevent me from getting lost, but when I looked back, it made my brain freeze for a moment.

It was indeed a bandit who hooked my hand, but it was only his body.

Upward, his head, at some point, became the skull I had seen before, with a scarlet glow in the eye grooves, and a jaw covered with white hairs and crawling maggots.

I let out a scream and shook him off and took a few steps back, but accidentally stepped on something, lost my balance all of a sudden, tripped and fell backwards.

I didn't have time to react, I only felt the back of my head hit a hard object, and my eyes went black and I fainted.

I lost my senses, I lost the ability to resist, I had no idea what was about to happen.

When I was able to stand up and wake up, I found myself at the doorway of a Taoist temple.

I touched the back of my head and noticed a little blood, but I didn't feel any pain, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

"Half a grain of rice Taoist temple" - the plaque of the Taoist temple is clearly printed.

It is very deserted in front of the door, and it seems to be located in a deep mountain forest, and there is no human figure to be seen.

I pushed open the door of the temple and walked in.

Inside the door was a dead tree, on which dry leaves were constantly falling, and under the tree there was a man in a Taoist robe holding a broom and waving it.

When I got closer, I saw that the man had beautiful eyebrows, but he was blind and had no eyeballs, only the whites of his eyes remained.

"Fallen leaves return to the roots, roots return to fallen leaves, whether the fallen leaves are the destination of the roots, or the fallen leaves are already in the roots" The Taoist priest stopped what he was doing, turned his head to me, and spoke.

I was stunned, looked to both sides, and saw that there was no one, so I said, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Or else?" The Taoist priest smiled, handed me the broom in his hand, and continued, "Fallen leaves are tangible, but people are sexless, you are tangible, or are you sexual?" “

"I ......" I listened inexplicably, I didn't know how to answer, I was stunned for a long time, but I couldn't give him the words that came out of his mouth.

"Forget it", he stretched out his finger and pointed to the circle of fallen leaves on the ground, "Where is the root in your heart?" ”

After that, he ignored me and walked into a room in the temple alone.

I held the broom in my hand and kept repeating his words in my head.

Where are my roots?

For some reason, I smiled wryly and swept them together with my broomstick hand waving the fallen leaves.

Every time I swept out a pile of dead leaves, more branches fell above my head.

I couldn't control my arms and stopped, waving them like a machine, thinking that one day the leaves would be swept away by me.

It was as if I had spent night after night, day after day, and had fallen into a state of self-forgetfulness.

Until snow fell in the sky and my stubble grew all over my mouth.

I stopped what I was doing, looked at the dead leaves on the ground, and thought about the fruits of my hard work.

The dead leaves have long since become empty, the stone slabs have long been covered with ice and snow, and my feet have been frozen into lumps.

"Root ...... Root ......," I muttered and closed my eyes.

It's dark again, and it's lonely again.

"You, are you done?"

I looked at the Taoist priest in front of me, and his slightly open mouth.

I looked around me again, and it was still the same as when I saw him.

"Hmm" I nodded to him, as if it hadn't disappeared from my mind every day and night.

"Still haven't you remembered anything" The Taoist priest shook his head at me, with a sad expression on his face, and slapped my forehead with his hand.

"Go ahead, do it again"