Wu Zhiyuan subconsciously wanted to let go of the hand he was holding, but he felt as if the hand had been completely stiffened, but instead he grabbed his hand tightly, and he couldn't break free for a while. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wu Zhiyuan was anxious, and shook it vigorously before he shook that hand away. In the darkness, he didn't dare to move his body, for fear that if he moved blindly, he would move closer to the cold hand.

There were two rapid and heavy breathing sounds around, one was Wu Zhiyuan's, and the other was supposed to be Sheng Wanxiang's.

I only heard Sheng Wanxiang's voice and asked, "Brother Zhiyuan, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly responded.

"Who's that person you're holding?" Sheng Wanxiang asked again.

"I don't know." Wu Zhiyuan replied, as soon as the words fell, he remembered the young man hiding behind the black and white statue of impermanence, he had never come out since he hid there, could it be that the cold hand just now was his?

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan quietly stretched out his hand, touched it on the ground, and sure enough, he touched Fang Cai's cold hand again, at this time it was weakly resting on the ground, and it was touching along the arm, then the shoulder, and then the neck.

Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his middle finger and tried it at the neck vein of the person he touched, and was taken aback, the man's neck pulse had no sign of pulse, and the neck was as cold as a hand, obviously dead, and from the stiffness of the hand, it should have been dead for less than two hours.

Wu Zhiyuan just took a nap just now, and it was only a quarter of an hour before and after, how did this dead man come to his side? He felt furious in his heart, and he was silent for a while, and secretly said in his heart, since he was a dead man, there was no need to be afraid, not to mention that he was still a disciple of the Maoshan faction.

Emboldened, Wu Zhiyuan reached out again and touched the dead man's face, he wanted to find more clues from the dead man's face.

The dead man's face was also surprisingly cold, and he couldn't find any valuable clues.

Wu Zhiyuan continued to touch his left ear, because he clearly remembered that the young man did not have a left ear, and if the dead body in front of him did not have a left ear, it was undoubtedly the young man.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhiyuan actually touched his ears, and it was very complete.

"What's going on?" Wu Zhiyuan wondered in his heart, "Could it be that this corpse is Yang Chengzong?" ”

Thinking of this, he felt that this was almost impossible, because before he fell asleep, that is, about a quarter of an hour ago, Yang Chengzong had spoken to persuade Wu Zhiyuan and Sheng Wanxiang, and the corpse that died two hours ago could not be Yang Chengzong.

But since entering Huayang Cave, Wu Zhiyuan has seen too many incredible things happening, so in order to ensure that the inference is correct, Wu Zhiyuan still called in a low voice: "Yang Chengzong? ”

No one answered in the dark.

Wu Zhiyuan sighed in his heart, could it be that this dead body was really Yang Chengzong? But how did he get to himself?

Just when he was confused, he suddenly heard Yang Chengzong's voice say, "You don't have to shout, that hand is not mine." ”

It turned out that Yang Chengzong had woken up, or he had never fallen asleep, and he also heard the conversation between Wu Zhiyuan and Sheng Wanxiang.

"You're not dead?" Wu Zhiyuan asked in the opposite direction in surprise.

"Hmph, if you want to die, you will die first." Yang Chengzong snorted coldly.

"Make a fire!" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly urged.

"I don't have a fire fold on me, how can I make a fire?" Yang Chengzong replied coldly.

Wu Zhiyuan's heart was cold, and his heart was going to stay up until dawn in this darkness?

At this moment, I only heard Sheng Wanxiang's voice say, "I still have a fire fold here." ”

After speaking, only a sound of blowing was heard, and at the same time, there was a slight light around, and Wu Zhiyuan saw Sheng Wanxiang curled up in the corner of the wall, holding a fire fold in his hand.

After blowing this breath, the fire fold dimmed again, only a little fire remained, Sheng Wanxiang blew a long breath again, and the surroundings slowly lit up at the same time, this time Wu Zhiyuan saw that there was a corpse lying next to him, and before he could identify the appearance of the corpse, the fire fold dimmed again.

Sheng Wanxiang was about to blow again, but Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly reminded: "Wanxiang, blow quickly and hard, and blow a large amount!" ”

Sheng Wanxiang is the daughter of a wealthy family, although she has lived in Wujia Village for some time, but she is not familiar with these folk earthen fire methods, if she is given a match, she can still light it.

In the dark, Sheng Wanxiang let out an "oh", and then only listened to her blow a long breath violently, and the surroundings slowly lit up again.

The sparks on the fire fold are getting brighter and brighter, and when they were about to burn, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly saw that there seemed to be a face behind Sheng Wanxiang curled up in the corner of the wall, that face was very weird, it was difficult to describe the appearance clearly, but after seeing it, it made people feel very uncomfortable, Wu Zhiyuan instantly recognized that this was the weird face he saw on the eaves outside the hall before, so he shouted loudly: "Wanxiang, be careful behind you!" ”

With this shout, Sheng Wanxiang's hands trembled in fright, the fire broke to the ground, the spark slowly extinguished, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Wu Zhiyuan was worried about Sheng Wanxiang's safety, so he stood up in the dark and ran directly towards the corner where Sheng Wanxiang was.

According to the distance in his impression, Wu Zhiyuan only took three steps, grabbed a hand, and quickly asked, "Wanxiang, is it your hand that I am holding now?" ”

"Yes!" Sheng Wanxiang hurriedly replied, and at the same time, her hand shook slightly.

Wu Zhiyuan pulled hard without thinking, pulled Sheng Wanxiang close to him, and then lowered his body, grabbed the fire fold that was still flashing with a little spark under his feet in his hand, and blew it hard, the fire fold became brighter and brighter, and finally ignited the fire with a "poof".

Wu Zhiyuan first held the fire fold and shone it to the corner of the wall behind Sheng Wanxiang, only to see that the corner was empty, and the grimace was gone.

Then, Wu Zhiyuan took a look around, and the range illuminated by the fire fold was limited, but there was still no trace of the grimace in the place where it was illuminated.

Wu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Sheng Wanxiang's face was pale and frightened, he had to hold her hand tightly and comforted: "Don't be afraid." ”

Sheng Wanxiang nodded nervously and leaned tightly beside Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan walked to the corpse on the ground, squatted down, and was about to put the fire fold close to the corpse's face to see what was going on, when Sheng Wanxiang suddenly grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's arm.

Wu Zhiyuan looked back and saw that Sheng Wanxiang was staring at the corpse on the ground, with a frightened face.

"Evening fragrance, what's wrong?" Wu Zhiyuan asked strangely.

"The hands of the corpses...... Just now...... ...... moved" Sheng Wanxiang stretched out her hand and pointed to the dead body on the ground.

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