Lingling's face flashed, and the sight in front of me became clear again, and looking at the direction of Lao Gou's finger again, I finally knew what was going on in my heart. It was impossible for me to hear what happened in Xiaopanhe, more than 300 miles away, but Lao Gou's actions and the flashing face of the spirit made me realize that something was wrong with the river! Lingling and Lotus Wood worked together to suppress that heart in the eye of the river, and now that the outside of the river has become a mess, once something happens to that heart, how to clean it up?

"I see!" I couldn't help but blurt out, and I couldn't even sleep anymore, so I pulled my feet out of the shed. I left with my front feet, and Lao Gou's corpse, standing upright in the coffin, collapsed without a trace of movement.

"Little brother! Where are you going? Gou Banxian asked behind him: "If my master has any movement, how can I deal with it?"

"He won't move anymore."

I hurriedly shouted out all the Buddha and Lao Fupa, and without saying anything, I drove away from here overnight, and hurried towards the Xiaopan River as hard as I could.

"We're not going to look for the foal?" Lao Fuba didn't know what was going on, and he felt that Qingma's matter was more important.

"I can't take care of it now." I drove the boat and smiled bitterly, the green horse is very important, but the heart is related to the present.

Nothing happened along the way, the road was very smooth, with the fastest speed to reach the Xiaopan River, I began to look closely here, Xiaopanhe Village has become an empty village, the river near the population is more sparse, I have been by the river for so many years, the relevant eyesight and insight are still there, I can't see any changes in the river. The eye of the river has been hidden by the lotus wood, and I wandered around the approximate location of the eye before it, but found nothing.

"What's going on here?" I stood in the boat and looked around, this river was very calm, it seemed to be no different from other rivers, but after standing for a while, I felt a slight thud, and the sound was almost the same as the beating of Chiyou's heart.

However, the sound was very faint, not as loud as it used to be, and the three of us worked together to distinguish the specific source of the thumping sound, and after searching for a long time, I always felt as if the sound was not coming from the river, but from the land. When I put the boat on the shore and stepped on the river, my thoughts became more certain.

The sound of the heart beating came little by little from the distance of the riverbank. I kept following the sound, and gradually, the direction became clearer, and the sound came from the already empty Xiaopanhe Village.

"You guys follow behind, don't go so fast." I didn't want to end the three of us in one pot after an accident, so I let the big-headed Buddha stay behind and speed up the pace myself. The road from the river beach to the village, I don't know hundreds of thousands of times, familiar with my eyes closed will not go wrong, all the way to the foot of the wind, when I was about to reach the village, I saw the empty Xiaopanhe village from a distance I don't know when it was razed to the ground, as if it had experienced an earthquake, brick houses collapsed a large area.

I remembered that I ran faster towards the village, and the village did go through an unknown twist and turn, not only did the village become flat, but even some of the nearby scenes changed. In the past, there was a perennial water bubble at the entrance of the village, the area was not large, and I used to play on the edge of the bubble when I was a child, but when I ran past here, the water bubble had dried up.

bang

As I rushed through the dried bubbles, my feet stopped, for I felt the slight thud coming from the bottom of the dried bubbles. The bottom of the blisters was all rotten mud, frozen into ice ballast, and hard. I cautiously crouched beside me and observed, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that this was the source of the sound.

Click

A large chunk of icy mud suddenly flew up from the bottom of the blister, revealing a black hole. At this time, I could see clearly that the blister was not really dry, because there was a crack of three or four meters at the bottom, and all the water in the bubble flowed down the crack, and the mud accumulated in the crack froze, blocking the crack. At this time, the Big-headed Buddha and Lao Nga rushed over one after the other, and I motioned for them not to move, squinting my eyes and looking into the black hole for a while, and my heart was suddenly shocked.

I saw a black figure, lying in a hole under the mud, motionless, as if it had been frozen and as if it had been dead for a long time. The black figure alerted me to the anomaly, and the thumping sound was still coming from the hole, and though it was slight and almost incomprehensible, I was sure that it was 100% from underneath the hole.

My ominous dream, Lao Gou's nameless instructions, and the unknown person who died in the blister hole in front of me all made me feel very unsteady, and I watched it for a long time, except for the faint thudding sound in the hole, there was no other movement, and the black figure was dead nine times out of ten, I had to go down to see, at least I had to see who it was and how it died. The big-headed Buddha and the old Buddha stayed on to receive it, and I slowly walked down the blister, stepping on the sticky mud, and getting closer to the hole.

The cracks at the bottom of the blisters are very deep, and they are tilted and cracked, so that the bottom is not visible at a glance. I looked again at the edge of the hole, and the figure below was covered in mud, and I couldn't see why. I stepped on it, carefully slid over to the corpse, and gently scratched off the mud that was wrapped around the corpse with my knife.

But as soon as I made a move, I felt that it was wrong, the corpse would definitely be stiff, but when the knife touched the corpse, it felt as hard as a stone, and it was too strong to freeze.

As soon as the mud was wiped away, my heart shook suddenly, this is a corpse? Beneath the mud is a patch of stoneware, which seems to be limestone that has been congealed for a long time. I quickly turned over the "corpse" and was stunned.

The true body of the ancestor of the Chen family of the Seven Gates!?

The true body of the Ancestor of the Seven Gates Chen Family disappeared when I first entered the eye of the river, and I had only seen it once after the red-eyed old corpse was hit hard by the Holy Lord and fell into the river. Because it is the ancestor of our Chen family, just that time, the impression is extremely profound. At this moment, I saw that the ancestor of our Chen family was lying in the mud of the hole, and the layer of calcareous outside his body seemed to have been hit by some very harsh blow, cracking like a spider's web, all of which were fine cracks. Wrapped in this shell is the true body of the old grandfather, who has been dead for many years, and only the dry skin and dry bones remain. Through the cracks in the shell, I saw that my grandfather's bones were shattered as if they had been struck by a hammer one after another.

Bang bang bang

At the same time as I saw the ancestor, the sound of the heartbeat kept coming from the depths of the hole. The ancestor had been dead for so long, and it was definitely impossible for him to speak again. The Seven Sect Ancestors are the founding ancestors of the Hezi Sect, and they have the strongest sense of responsibility, and they are still in Zhenhe after many years of death. I thought it was something that happened to the Xiaopan River, and then our Chen family ancestor would appear, and in the end, he couldn't withstand the heavy blow and left it here.

The ancestor was crushed to pieces, and if it weren't for the hard shell wrapping, the bones would have been scattered everywhere. I don't understand the situation, and I want to move the ancestor out first. But as soon as he made a move, the ancestor's true body turned over slightly in the mud, and it only had one arm left, and when it turned over, that arm pointed straight into the crack of the blister that was slanting downward.

"What's going on down there?" I felt more and more uneasy in my heart, the flashing face, the words of endless apology, and the ancestor's clear indication at this moment made me feel that I had to go down and have a look. I thought for a while, kowtowed beside the ancestor, and said, "Ancestor, please go up and bury your treasure first."

Before the words fell, the ancestor's true body clicked and shattered into many pieces, leaving only the arm, buried in the mud, stubbornly pointing in the direction he had pointed. This made me realize that the matter was very urgent, and the ancestor had a spirit in the sky, and he didn't even give him time to bury his treasure body, which obviously made me go down quickly.

I hurriedly showed my head in the hole and said hello to the big-headed Buddha, this matter can only be done by me, the fewer people, the more convenient it is to find an opportunity to get out when encountering danger. I straightened the ancestor's remaining arm, and then turned to walk down. The crack at the bottom of the blister was very steep and covered with mud, and the body moved, the feet were unstable, and the whole person slid down more than ten meters like a slide. After more than ten meters, the steep slope eased slightly, and I controlled my shape, this crack was only one meter five or six high, and I couldn't stand up to my waist.

This crack was unimaginably deep, stumbling down for dozens of meters, and still not reaching the end. I estimate that the water level of the river is low this month, and if it slides a little further, the crack will normally extend from the fracture of the stratum below the river to the riverbank. In other words, if you follow this crack, you will gradually come to the stratum under the river.

The sound of the heart beating in the ears sometimes stopped, sometimes suddenly, such a deep place, if it were not for the cracks, it is estimated that no one would have imagined what would be hidden in the strata at the bottom of the river. I vaguely guessed that the lotus wood statue might have hidden the eye of the river in the stratum at the bottom of the river, so as not to be found by Wei Yunlou and the old knife.

I kept going down, the crack getting higher and wider, and I almost forgot how long I had fallen, calculating only the longitudinal distance. If my estimate is correct, I have already walked from under the crack to the position near the river beach, and three or four hundred meters ahead, there is the formation under the big river.

At this time, my feet suddenly emptied, and the whole person fell straight down with a large pool of soft and collapsed mud, and I fell dizzy. But the dizziness of the brain has not yet recovered, and I am attracted by the scene in front of me.

I don't know if I was shocked or surprised, but the scene in front of me made me feel shocked, extremely shocked.