When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the bed, my clothes undressed, and the hot quilt had not had time to put a corner on my stomach. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The clock hanging on the info wall shows that I have just fallen asleep for less than five minutes.

It seems that this moment of rest is just for such a dream with no end and no end.

However, this dream is not abstract, on the contrary, it is surprisingly concrete.

"Qingyun Mountain in the east of the city, in the stone cave under the five-fingered peak......"

Isn't this location in the dream too accurate? Specifically, I am afraid that it can be delivered by express.

I propped myself up on the bed, tucked the pillow behind my back, leaned against the head of the bed, and reached for my phone.

The satellite map that came up clearly showed that Qingyun Mountain did have this location, which was consistent with my childhood memory.

However, I have never been to this mountainous area. The city where I grew up is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and Qingyun Mountain is a small section of the mountain range. In my memory, it was inaccessible and the terrain was complex, and it was neither a tourist area nor suitable for economic development, so until now, it was still a pristine mountainous area.

Such an area is prone to the formation of a demonic non-human habitat, which is something I have recently learned.

Of course, now I don't think of a dream as a simple dream.

There have been too many such experiences, and each time it has been confirmed that the so-called dream is just a passage to connect with some fantastical encounter.

Somewhere, there really is something that calls out to me in this way.

I sat on the edge of the bed, closed my eyes, calmed down a little, got out of bed, washed my face, changed my clothes and prepared to go out.

Now, I see such things as "fate and chance", so I don't resist them anymore, but go to the omen, looking for a reason for fate to make them happen.

At this moment, I no longer have any hesitation, I believe that there must be something special waiting for me there. And I couldn't delay, because the voice was pleading for me to save him.

So, if it's late, will it be too late?

Today, Lu Jingping happened to be not at home, maybe something went out. So I grabbed his car keys from the storage box in the living room, went straight to the garage, got in his sports car and went out.

Although it was still early in the morning, I was surprised to find that in addition to the dazzling red sports car I was driving, I actually found several human-driven vehicles on the road, in addition to the dazzling red sports car I was driving.

Almost a month has passed since the catastrophe, and the end of the world has not come as imagined by humans, and the part of humanity that is more daring and brave enough to take risks has come out again.

Such a catastrophe is really a huge test for human beings. Now I actually have the feeling of watching all this as a spectator, and the feeling is quite strange and indescribable.

All the roads belong to me, so the car is driving fast. The mountainous area, which originally took at least more than an hour to reach, took less than half an hour to reach it.

I drove until there was no way to go, then I dropped the car and walked deep into the mountains. At first, I relied on maps and navigation, but when I started walking into the mountains, I realized that I didn't need the guidance of foreign objects anymore.

In this mountain, there is a strong smell of demonic energy. These demonic spirits are all different, and I can even tell where they exist and locate them inaccurately.

This shows that this barren mountain, which has existed for an unknown amount of time, is located next to the city where I was born, and where I once watched me grow up, is actually a very lively place. There are many demons living here, and perhaps this is a feng shui treasure land full of the essence of heaven and earth.

However, if you look closely, the demonic energy that exists here is completely different from what I felt in my dreams.

I looked around and was amazed to see that the second hint in my dream, the "five-fingered peak", was so conspicuous.

Surrounded by mountains, there are several mountains that are very unique. They stand side by side and look like a standing palm. The five fingers of the "palm" are their own independent peaks, which are not high, but they are very steep, and there is almost no good way to climb them, even for monkeys.

It should be here! I decided in my mind, and I didn't feel at all that it was absurd that I had followed the traces of a dream here.

I walked through the haphazard grass and trees, which were still extremely luxuriant in early autumn, and slowly approached the strange peaks. As the distance approached, a faint demonic aura floated out of the mountain, as if there was nothing.

It wasn't so much that I felt the demonic aura, but that I noticed something more surprising - I found the aura of the Demon Hunter in this area!

To be exact, not the breath of a person, but the breath of a rune array.

If it weren't for the fact that I've been working with the Demon Hunters all this time, having seen their various ways of fighting, and being exposed to the infinite variety of magic weapons they use, I wouldn't have been able to make such a judgment at this moment. At this moment, I wondered - who was asking me for help? Demon Hunter, or Demon?

I followed the unique aura all the way, and at the foot of the mountain, under the cover of weeds and barren trees, I found a very inconspicuous black and secluded hole.

It was a desolate place, the entrance to the cave had been almost completely covered by vegetation, and it was apparently not reached for a long time. From the depths of the black hole, there was a strange aura that haunted me.

I'm sure, this is the place.

I pulled out the knife I had with me and cut off the vines that were blocking the hole. After tossing for a long time, my body was a little sweaty, and I finally cleared the passage that was enough for one person to enter.

I turned sideways into the cave and turned on the flashlight that I had prepared.

The cave was deep, it was a little damp inside, and the faint smell of wood rotting lingered on the nose, not very pleasant, but not pungent, only to make people understand that this place has been maintained like this for a long time.

After walking for about ten minutes, I felt like I had walked into the heart of the mountains. There, the narrow corridor widens steeply, and the eyes suddenly open up. In front of him, a vacant land of more than ten square meters appeared.

Droplets of water dripped down from the stone wall overhead, making a clattering sound. The light of the flashlight shone into the clearing, and I was stunned by what I saw.

In the open space, a huge piece of amber was placed upright, clear and yellow, reflecting the light of the flashlight, sparkling gold, like a rippling lake in the setting sun. (To be continued.) )