"Stop!"

Bai Changsheng and the ghost monk spoke in unison, and the two of them found that this road could not go any further.

Because the two gradually discovered that although they were walking in the same way as each other, they were almost unable to see each other's figures.

The fog in the mountains grew thicker and thicker, almost obscuring the surrounding scene.

If you go on like this, don't say that you will find any Lou Ming, I'm afraid that you will even lose yourself.

As soon as Bai Changsheng turned around, he wanted to go back in a different direction and find a clear road, but suddenly found that the way he came and went disappeared!

The tracks of the horses on the ground are gone, and it is strange that the road can be hidden.

"Buddha, we can't go, let's go back, this mountain is strange, Buddha?"

Bai Changsheng patronized and looked at the comings and goings behind him, and didn't pay attention to the ghost monk next to him, so he didn't bother at all!

The ghost monk is gone!

Bai Changsheng gasped, looked around in surprise, and found that except for the fog, there was a blank place.

Where are there any figures, where are there any mountains and forest roads, it seems that there is only one person left in the vast world, and the loneliness is steep.

"Where are you, Buddha?!"

Bai Changsheng shouted loudly, the silence around him was silent, and the silence was frightening.

"Whew!"

The horse under the seat suddenly screamed, and raised its forefoot, which was frightened, and Bai Changsheng was also startled.

What's going on?

Before he could react, the horse had already thrown him to the ground and turned around and charged back.

That's right, the old horse knows the way!

Following it will definitely find its way back, Bai Changsheng hurriedly shouted, wanting the horse to stop.

But the horse ignored it, fled like madness, and disappeared into the thick fog in a flash.

Bai Changsheng wanted to find it again, but it was too late.

Just as he was crying bitterly, he heard a mournful cry from the direction where the horse had disappeared:

"Slippery!"

It was the horse's cry before it died, this roaring sound made Bai Changsheng very frightened, what did it encounter?

After a sound, the surroundings returned to dead silence, and the white long-lived teeth were almost ground up, and they didn't know what to do.

Tentatively took a step forward, the feeling under his feet was very moist, and when he looked down, Bai Changsheng found that he had stepped on a pool of blood.

Could it be the blood of that horse?

Hiss...

Bai Changsheng retracted his steps and turned around in the opposite direction and ran, the horse didn't know what he had encountered, but he didn't have any interest in knowing it.

I don't know how far I ran, in this fog, Bai Changsheng even forgot the hour, there seems to be no difference between day and night here.

The strangest thing is that he feels that he can't run fast, and no matter how he runs, it seems to be slow.

The sky has always felt gray, not pitch black, but definitely not bright.

Not to mention the sense of direction, since he got off the horse, Bai Changsheng couldn't even tell the difference between left and right.

Where did the ghost monk go, was he arrested by Lou Ming by means?

No, no, no, it shouldn't be like this, Bai Changsheng couldn't help but think about it, but he couldn't figure out the secret of this lost mountain.

Walking and walking, fortunately, he still had a bone eroding knife in his hand to defend himself, Bai Changsheng had some support, and he slowly stopped panicking.

Let's take a step at a time, since we have come, simply find out what is going on.

Bai Changsheng gradually slowed down his pace, and also slowed down his weakness, and only then did he find himself in front of a pool of spring water.

He didn't know if it was a mountain spring or a mountain stream, but the water had an unusually cold feeling.

The most important thing is that there is no ripple in this water, it is like a mirror, reflecting people's hearts very clearly.

The water is not as translucent as usual, but has a cyan color, a bit of blue, and a hint of green in it.

After walking such a long way, Bai Changsheng inevitably had a dry mouth and tongue, and when he saw this mountain spring, he naturally wanted to drink some to quench his thirst.

Playing with his body, he folded his hands together and wanted to take out some spring water to send to his mouth, but with such a bent effort, Bai Changsheng saw his own reflection in the spring water.

Very embarrassed, ragged, with endless anxiety hidden in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Fear and confusion about the future, the heavy burden of an ancient heritage, these are not emotions that a young person should bear.

But Bai Changsheng realized it, and when he saw this mirror-like spring water, his face was tired.

He seems to be looking at another person, there is such a self in that era, so arrogant, so lonely, so gorgeous...

What's wrong with you?

A tear slid down his face and splashed in the pool.

With that wave, it eroded all of Bai Changsheng's thoughts, making him more and more miserable.

Is there a way out for this world?

Those emotions rippled through Bai Changsheng's whole body, making his hairs stand on end.

How did she become Sister Lin? I can cry when I look at a pool of water, which is also contrived.

Bai Changsheng couldn't help but laugh at himself, shook his head to hold his breath, and picked up the spring water and put it in his mouth.

As soon as you enter it, you will feel cold to the bone, this spring water is very sweet, but it gives people a bitter sweetness feeling, which is thicker than ordinary mountain springs, and after stirring between your lips and teeth, it is like ice in your stomach.

The throat is like a knife, like an ice worm swimming in the internal organs, good water, so strange water.

Bai Changsheng felt it, and unconsciously had a strange state of mind, savoring the taste.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a figure on the turbulent water, reflecting behind me, flashing by.

Someone!

Bai Changsheng turned his head suddenly, but he didn't see anything, only the hazy fog still lingered, and he didn't find anything.

But I clearly saw a figure, wearing a white robe, flashing by, who is he?

If it's not a ghost monk, then the clothes are not right, is it Lou Ming?

Bai Changsheng became alert, quickly stood up, and looked around.

You can stand up, your legs and feet are unstable, the side of the mountain spring is muddy and slippery, Bai Changsheng didn't stand up and planted into the mountain spring as soon as he crooked!

"Ahh It's cold! ”

Bai Changsheng panicked, falling into the water and constantly fluttering.

This is the time of winter, and when you fall into a mountain spring at such a time, the feeling of being cold to the bones can be imagined.

Bai Changsheng's whole body hair exploded and was soaked in spring water, and his hands and feet gradually lost their senses.

He struggled to climb to the shore, but he was horrified to find that he could not move, and the mountain spring had an indescribable force, which wanted to drag him down and down.

Could it be that the water ghost is taking a stand-in, this is taking a fancy to himself?

Bai Changsheng sadly found that he couldn't swim to the shore, the feeling of weakness hit his whole body, and his consciousness became more and more blurred...

Cold, desperate, miserable and helpless, this is Bai Changsheng's last consciousness completely submerged in the mountain spring.

Little by little, Bai Changsheng disappeared into the mountain spring.

The spring water was quiet again, and the traces of the chaotic footsteps by the river gradually returned to leveling.

Lost Mountain, no one has ever been here...