Faintly, there was a white figure sitting on the ground in front of him, which looked very weird. Maybe it's a hallucination, just like Big Mouth didn't see a ghostly white shadow in the first place.

I shook the flashlight a few times, but unfortunately the light was so unassuming that it was swallowed up by darkness just a few meters away.

In desperation, his fingers were tightly pressed on the trigger, and the other hand groped towards the sapper shovel.

"Lao Cui went over to take a look, you are smart and decisive and have a Qiu Yin, the big ghosts and little ghosts knelt down when they saw you, I will give you a break to ensure that you have no worries" Big Mouth hid behind me and encouraged.

I glanced back at the trembling mouth, my face was pale, it seemed that Cui Ye, who was still at the critical moment, was out of the horse, but I couldn't muster up the courage, I felt that my legs didn't seem to be my own, I didn't listen to the call, and I couldn't move as if I was filled with lead.

I'm not sure if the white shadow is a hallucination or a real thing, it's normal to run into something unclean, but after all, this is the first time I've encountered such a situation, and I feel helpless except for the rustling of my scalp, so I can only go over and take a look.

After thinking about it in his heart, he tiptoed forward.

One step, two steps, three steps, I kept counting, the closer I got to the white shadow, the faster my heart beated, at this time the real grandmother wanted to go back, and the thought of what if the white shadow was like a folklore, there was no chin or forehead, and the hairs on the whole body stood up, and a cold instantly spread throughout the body.

Finally very close, I don't know how the distance of a few meters came over, and the two flashlights shone towards the white shadow at the same time.

"Your grandma, scared to death uncle" found that the so-called white shadow turned out to be a skeleton sitting cross-legged, with bent legs, the upper body was very straight, and a bunch of things were thrown horizontally and vertically around him, each of which was very familiar, and it was also used for inverted buckets, I suddenly understood, it turned out that this was the remains of a fellow senior, and I would not be scared to death if I knew that it was an acquaintance.

I shook my flashlight at Big Mouth, signaling that he was not in danger and could come over.

When I got closer, I took a closer look, and it was no different from other corpses, just because it was a peer after all, and the goal was the same, so I stopped and looked at it a few more times, and I admired this person in my heart.

"Dead are dead, and pretending to be a ghost, watch the master shoot you to pieces with a shovel," he said, raising the sapper shovel with a big mouth and about to shoot it at the skeleton.

"Wait, you're timid like a mouse, and you can't complain that others scare you" I hurriedly stopped the big mouth, and found that the skeleton was sitting in a very peaceful position, without struggling, but with both hands on the eyes, maintaining a strange movement. There was something pressed under the skull's knee, and I picked it up and looked at it, and it felt like a book, covered with a layer of tarpaulin, and sealed with red fire paint.

"This senior should also be trapped on the wooden bridge like us, big mouth, look at his hands, does it feel like he is deliberately in that position?" I said to the big mouth.

"yes, don't say it, I see this guy thinks he can't get out, so he just waits here to die, he hopes that someone will come in and take his bone stick out and bury it."

The big mouth said and glanced at me, and then said: "You want to bring yourself, I don't have that much spare time, I came in to bring valuable things, and I am not interested in a pile of bones and sticks."

I said to Big Mouth: "I'm here to show you, this senior's hand seems to convey a meaning, what do you think about your grandmother" Big Mouth was scolded by me, and then he squatted in front of the skeleton and thought deeply.

"I can't see it, but I feel like it's windy here, and I'm covering my eyes," said Big Mouth.

"It's true to cover his eyes, but it's not because it's windy, there must be some other reason, I guess he wants to tell someone how to get out of the illusion," I said.

Big Mouth suddenly said happily: "Old Cui, do you want to say that you can get out of the illusion and walk out of this wooden bridge with your eyes closed?" ”

I glared at me and didn't speak.

Then I carefully packed the oilcloth bag left by my predecessor, and my intuition told me that the contents were very valuable, so I put them away first, and then I looked at the pile of tools to see if I could find anything useful.

I didn't find a good one for a long time, all rusty, but under those tools, I faintly saw a few lines of crooked and oblique words carved on the wooden board with a shallow stroke, confused, but fortunately, I could still recognize the five words "Qinghai Ancient Clan".

Big Mouth excitedly asked me what was going on, if he told us how to crack the illusion.

I said, "It's just a few words, this senior is asking us to help him find a person named Yila"

When he saw the big mouth again, he immediately wilted, and he stopped talking, and sat lifeless on the ground like a clay statue.

The ancient people seem to be an old nation, in Cui Huacheng's tomb robbery scriptures mentioned a very mysterious ethnic group, perennial activities in the Qinghai area, they are born with very sensitive senses, for generations to hunt for treasures for a living, but that nation should be called the ancient spirit race, and it was extinct as early as a few decades ago.

Could it be that there is any connection between this ancient clan and the ancient spirit clan, whether there is a connection or not, it just so happens that after Qinling's trip, he will go to the Bayanluola Mountains in Qinghai for a trip, and by the way, see if he can fulfill the last wish of this senior.

Seeing that I ignored him, Big Mouth took the initiative to say, "Then what should we do now, and wait for death?" ”

"Wait for you, I still have a lot to do, unlike some people"

With that, I closed my eyes and cautiously groped my way forward.

The big mouth yelled at me: "Cui Hongxing, ** do you have no conscience, leave Lao Tzu alone"

"Just close your eyes and keep moving forward" For this kind of stupid person, you can't talk to him too much, otherwise it will be endless, and finally ask you how your eyes are closed to be finished, it is better to tell him the easiest way directly.

The feeling of closing the eyes is different from opening them, which is probably because the eyes are overly dependent, and other organs can't play their full role, now it's okay, I can only hear the yin wind and ghosts crying wolf howls in my ears, I don't have to look at anything, my head becomes very clear.

I tested the steps in front of me on tiptoe, carefully taking each step while feeling my weight going down.

"Who?" I really wanted to be tripped over something, and I didn't stand still and came to a big horse, I felt that my legs were about to break, and my knees hurt in my heart.

When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to find that there was a crystal clear bone on the ground, thick and long, which should be a human thigh bone. If you don't have a flashlight, it's hard to spot even if it's in front of you. At this time, Big Mouth came over, also holding a piece of bone in his hand, which was also transparent, and the bone marrow cavity could be clearly seen. Big Mouth asked me: "Old Cui, what's going on, why are the bones transparent?" I told Big Mouth, "This is called the crystal bone, it's the bone of the Yin General" I remember that there is a little sporadic record of the crystal bone in the tomb robbery scripture, in very ancient times, there was a method of enslaving people, that is, soaking the living in a special liquid for forty-nine days, and then the person would become a transparent person, including the blood would also become a transparent liquid, they had no consciousness, so there was no pain, only a residual thought in the brain controlled by people, And there is a very scary name called Yin Jiang.