After a few seconds, the surface of the lake began to calm down, with the occasional ripple as if nothing had happened.

Only Jerro could feel the ground shaking slightly beneath his feet, and he could feel the temperature of the surface of the soles of his feet rising.

Zhuo Xiong's injuries were all traumatic, and after the three-legged toad licked him a few times, he woke up soon after.

Zhuo Xiong didn't know what was going on, what he saw was Chaozi crying bitterly, Cha Wenbin who still had a trace of breath wrapped in the big tongue of the three-legged toad, Lao Wang, whose blood at the corners of his mouth had dried up and his body was cold, and the frightened guide Zheluo.

Everything came too suddenly, Zhuo Xiong, who woke up, was at a loss, he didn't know how to face all this, he was dazed, he was sad, his trembling hand touched Lao Wang's stiff body.

Gently stroked the eyes of the boss who opened the old king, but the old king's eyes couldn't be closed, he couldn't keep his eyes open! Zhuo Xiong lowered his head and sobbed quietly......

Cha Wenbin was injured too badly, even if the three-legged toad was a healing beast, how could he repair his broken soul, he was a hard-working man, he had never been loved by God, and he was an orphan abandoned from the beginning.

Those who may have a relationship with the Tao are like this.

Not far away, three humanoid shadows gathered together, these were three souls that had been wandering for thousands of years, and now they were together again.

Three thousand years ago, they who practiced the three realms would never have thought that the three souls would reunite, and even if they met, they would probably fight endlessly.

"That's it, he's gone, we should go too, thousands of years of Taoism are gone after all, and it's time to take responsibility for everything we do, what do you mean?" This is the ferryman on the Lethe River.

"Humanity is slim, the fairy road is reckless, the ghost road is happy, and it is the door of life. I've seen it through a long time ago, so why not be a mortal? "This is the owner of the jade coffin.

"The living are united in the pure yang and ascend to heaven and become immortals; Those who have lost their death will be reduced to the shadows, and they will become ghosts on the earth. Since I was born for you, why should I cling to living alone, let me go. "This is the Tomb Master of the Sealed Abyss.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, resolving three thousand years of grievances and hatreds.

"He still has ten years left to live, so let's follow him to experience mortals for a while. Tiansha Lone Star, but because of the reincarnation of one earth soul and two souls, we just made up for him, let's go. ”

The three figures quietly walked towards Cha Wenbin, as if the soul had returned to the body, and Cha Wenbin was re-overlapped.

With the soul to replenish the soul, the three are afraid that they will never come out again, they used their last bit of strength to be reborn in this copied sibling, the price of this rebirth is to disappear forever, and then Cha Wenbin will replace them to finish the rest of the day.

Since then, there is no Taoist ferrying on the Lechuan River, and since then the Fengyuan cemetery no longer attracts people to return to their souls, and since then a generation of monarchs who have been praised by myths for thousands of years has officially returned to history.

But Cha Wenbin was reborn, and after a while, he could open his eyes, and not long after, tears slipped through the corners of his eyes, pain, pain from the bottom of his heart!

Jerro stared at the surface of the lake, which seemed to be boiling at the moment, and began to gurgle and boil, and a red color was reflected on the surface of the lake.

Cha Wenbin struggled to get up and said: "The volcano is about to erupt, this is the crater, we have to go!" ”

Walk? Where to? Down the mountain?

I don't know, where to go, there is only a dead end to sit here, this is what Cha Wenbin understands, for now, the only way to run is to run as far as he can, and staying here for one more minute will add more danger.

"Get up!" Cha Wenbin kicked Zhuo Xiong, who was crying silently, with his foot, "Hurry up, if you don't want to return the dead!" ”

This is not Zhuo Xiong's fault, but it is an indisputable fact that he died indirectly at his hands.

Maybe God has mercy on them, the earth has stopped shaking, and the most unpredictable thing about this volcanic activity is when it will erupt, even if it is moving, maybe this second, maybe hundreds or thousands of years later.

Finally, they began to descend the mountain, and Zhuo Xiong carried the body of Lao Wang on his back.

"You're not leaving?" Cha Wenbin looked at the behemoth three-legged toad in front of him.

Its eyes the size of a copper bell flickered, and it swept its big tongue across Cha Wenbin's face, then turned around and slowly walked to the lake.

"After all, you and we are not in the same world, goodbye." Cha Wenbin wanted to turn around and leave.

"Gollum!" Is this a long-lost cry, a goodbye? Cha Wenbin's eyes moistened again.

The three-legged toad kicked hard and jumped behind Cha Wenbin, its tongue wrapped around Cha Wenbin's neck, maybe this is equivalent to a human hug, it is much smarter than ordinary people don't know.

Its tongue is so hard, so that Cha Wenbin also feels so warm. Cha Wenbin turned around slowly, he stroked the familiar tip of his nose, he really didn't want to leave at this moment, so be it, die with it.

Slowly, the tongue of the three-legged toad was released, its tongue gently probed into the palm of Cha Wenbin's hand, the tip of the tongue rolled into a ball slowly opened, and a tadpole swam around the tip of the tongue lively.

"For me?" Cha Wenbin asked.

The three-legged toad blinked his eyes a few times, Cha Wenbin was overjoyed and carefully put the tadpole into the kettle, the three-legged toad turned around and jumped, "plopping" into the water, and the last "coo" echoed in the sky for a long time.

It's easy to go up the mountain and it's hard to go down, it's really difficult, it's just a downhill, they walked all night, and when the golden light of the sunrise on the second day spilled on the top of the mountain, everything changed, the original lush trees began to wither, and the leaves seemed to have been roasted by the fire, and that kind of heat made Cha Wenbin only have a vest left.

They couldn't take a break, and the bomb behind them could explode at any moment.

Just climb over the mountain again, and you're good to go.

At noon, they finally reached the top of the mountain, and Chaozi saw a man lying by the well.

"Sideways flesh face?" Chaozi couldn't believe it, lying on the ground with his face facing the sky, one of his hands tightly grasping the chain, and the other clenched into a fist.

Cha Wenbin hurriedly stepped forward to check, "It's still alive!" ”

Looking up at the main peak opposite, Cha Wenbin understood that this well and Yaochi were connected.

For some reason, he clenched that fist so tightly that Chaozi couldn't break it no matter how he broke it, and the chest of the fleshy face was blurred with blood.

Chaozi carefully picked open his clothes with a dagger, and everyone was stunned at once, the skin on his chest was gone!

If it weren't for the fact that his physical fitness was indeed better than that of ordinary people, not to mention being drowned, or lying here with excessive blood loss, he would have died a long time ago.

Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong made a series of actions to bandage the wound on his chest, and this kind of injury had to go out of the mountain.

Hengrou's face is too heavy, Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong can barely lift it, and Cha Wenbin is also injured, so Lao Wang is ......

Jerro has had enough of it these days, and he doesn't want to stay any longer, let alone let him carry the corpse.

Cha Wenbin looked at Lao Wang lying on the ground and said: "I'm sorry Lao Wang, I can't take you away, I want to bury you in this best place in Chinese feng shui, if you want, you can agree, if you don't want to, I will think of other ways." ”

After speaking, Cha Wenbin threw a paper money in his hand into the sky, and then began to float down slowly, and finally landed on Lao Wang's lips impartially. Cha Wenbin stretched out his hand again and gently brushed it over Lao Wang's face, and then looked, Lao Wang's eyes finally closed......

"It's right here, I won't pick it, you sleep here, this feng shui is the capital of the world, and you will definitely enjoy all the glory and wealth in the next life." Several people dug a shallow pit in the ground as fast as they could, carried Lao Wang into a sleeping bag and buried him.

There is no tombstone, no incense, no tribute, only a small earthen bag, this is the final destination of Lao Wang, I am afraid he did not expect that he died at the hands of the mysterious person who has been working for him.

Unexpectedly, the bottom of the mountain has also changed, and the thick clouds caused by the mist have also been swept away, they can see the river under the mountain, they can hear the sound of "lala" water, and even the Qiang village not far away.

Hengrou's face was seriously injured, they did not dare to delay, several people took turns to carry him on a simple stretcher, and did not stop at night, but hurried, and finally went down the mountain at dawn.

The Gollum on the ground was still strewn with bloodstains, which Chaozi said were the nests of snowy tarantulas, and those blood stains were left by the missing people.

Passing through the stone gate again, Cha Wenbin looked at the horizontal face on the stretcher and said, "Zhuoxiong, you saw four people, and I saw four people, but it was because there were only four of us standing." We only saw the one standing, but we didn't pay attention to the lying one, just as we didn't usually care about this brother, we didn't care about him before. ”

Out of the mountain gate, there were already people waiting, it was the high priest of Yun, he knelt respectfully on the side of the road with a long procession, and almost all the people in the clan came.

For the first time he saw the clouds and mist dissipate, and for the first time he saw the true face of the mountain, the light of the true dragon reverberated in his heart, and only when the true god came down would it be like this.

The staggered people were soon lifted onto stretchers made of soft and warm animal skins, and the tribesmen respectfully welcomed the group of people who had returned alive from the holy mountain into the stockade.

Cha Wenbin asked them to hurry up and treat the dying Heng Flesh Face, his breathing was almost immediately gone, and High Priest Yun immediately sent Dashan into his tent