When he looked up, I saw the godless eyes, and tears flowed, and then he knelt down again, and the tears dripped on the ground and quickly melted into the dirt.

"It's not me, don't ask me, it's not me." I feel like I'm crazy, every time he asks me, I always feel like I'm talking to myself, but when he talks to me, I clearly know that he's not me, I feel like I've split personality, I seriously doubt that I'm crazy, this person doesn't actually exist, the real dialogue is between myself and my own heart.

He knelt down for a moment, laughed "hehehe", stood up, he picked up a weapon from the ground, and stroked it gently.

Cold sweat ran down my back, and he chose the hook that was faintly like porcelain, and I could even feel the feeling of the hook slashing at me, the feeling of flesh and bone separation, what was he going to do, was he going to kill me.

He stroked it for a while and turned his head: "People, why do you want to practice martial arts?" He asked.

It's not a strange question, it's like two friends who haven't seen each other for years, talking to each other.

"Get fit." I replied.

"People, why do you want to cultivate the Tao?" He asked again.

"Exorcist Guardian." I replied again.

He suddenly went crazy again, and threw the hook at me with a "whoosh", and it was so fast that I jerked my head and barely dodged it, and the hook smashed into the golden coffin, cutting deep into it.

"!! Practicing martial arts is to kill people, and cultivating is to live forever! In the cultivation path of Xi Wurong, in order to live forever, he keeps killing! His hands were clenched tightly, and his eyes were almost bursting with blood.

My heart trembled, not because the hook almost hit me, but because what he said touched my heart deeply: "You, what you said seems to have a point. ”

He almost pounced, but he only took a step, and quickly retreated, bowing his head timidly, and secretly looking at me with those blood-red eyes, pitiful like a child who had lost his playmate, and he resignedly, "Then you...... Why seal me. ”

My brain exploded with a bang, and the stuffy breath in my chest was about to explode, and I roared angrily: "I don't know you at all, who sealed you, who are you!" ”

He also seemed to be frightened, and held his head with his hands in a panic: "I, I am, I am...... Chiyou! ”

Cold sweat, a brush fell from his whole body, his whole body was trembling because of his words, his ears were buzzing, he actually said that he was Chiyou!

"You, you, you're Chiyou?" I could barely believe my ears.

He frowned, "Then who do you think I should be?" His voice was a little disappointed, and then he said: "No, I'm not Chiyou, Chiyou is below, I am ......" He was suddenly stunned, and after a while he squatted down with his head in his hands, then stood up again, squatted down again, stood up again, and then looked at me directly: "Chiyou is below." After he finished speaking, he suddenly pounced.

I was defenseless, and I was so scared that I almost fell to the ground.

He did not rush at me, but ran to the center of the burial chamber, and he threw himself on his knees, constantly digging the earth on the ground with his hands, and he was simply a madman.

Looking at his strange back, I felt like I was crazy, and it was inexplicable where this person came from.

He kept digging the ground with his hands, blood flowing from his fingertips, staining the ground red, but he ignored it completely, he still dug the soil like crazy, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Chiyou, Chiyou, Chiyou!" ”

I didn't know what to do, so I quietly walked towards the pile of weapons, and picked out a sword from it, and I had to be ready to guard against this madman coming at me, and I couldn't stop him from doing crazy things, I could only wait and see.

He dug for a long time, almost digging a deep pit that could bury people into, and suddenly stood up, he turned his head to look at me: "No, it's not Chiyou. ”

He shook his head: "I'm Fuxi!" ”

"Nima Dan, you're a monkey invited to tease, right?" I couldn't help myself and yelled.

He froze, probably not expecting me to be so angry.

He fell to his knees again and began to dig again, this time without saying anything, just picking up the dirt.

I just stood still and saw what he could get out, maybe a corpse, maybe nothing, this man was a madman.

He actually pulled out something, it was a jasper coffin, the coffin was almost transparent, the candlelight in the burial chamber was dim, I couldn't see what was inside, he kept digging dirt around the coffin, I could hardly see him.

Finally, he pulled out the entire coffin and pushed the lid of the coffin open.

My hair stood on end, what was this madman trying to do, I poked my head out and looked inside the coffin.

Inside, it was empty, there was nothing, just a coffin made of jade.

He jumped up, jumped into the coffin, grinned at me, and held out a finger and dangled it: "You wait, I'll know who I am in a moment." ”

As he spoke, he lay down in the coffin.

He said, "You know who I am now." ”

Cold, endless cold seemed to surround me, my body was constantly trembling, and the coffin turned out to be his!

He should have been lying in a coffin.

How the hell did he come out!

My lips were numb, I couldn't say a word, and my teeth chattered.

He's still saying, "This is me, hey, how many years have I been lying here?" ”

There was a long silence, and he did not say another word, as if he were asleep.

After a long time, I still didn't speak, I couldn't stand still, this silence can easily break down.

"Hello?" I whispered into the coffin, far away from him, but I was sure he could hear it.

There was no reply, and I felt that I had taken a few steps back, until I had retreated to the wall of the tomb, and my back was tightly pressed against the wall, and then I pretended to have the courage to shout, "Hey! ”

Still no reply.

I'm already disappointed, maybe he's asleep, he's just a madman.

But just when I was desperate, he suddenly jumped up from the coffin, his hair already scattered, and his face was full of tears.

He just looked at me so directly, tears flashing in his eyes, and he muttered, "Why, why did you seal me." ”

I swallowed my saliva and moistened my dry throat, trying to say something, but I couldn't say it, I could only hum twice.

"Have you ever wondered how much pain I have? It's been 100,000 years, do you know how I got here? His voice became softer, but still echoed from a steel pipe.

My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't speak.

"I'm in a dark coffin every day, do you know how lonely I am?" He kept crying, and what he said was like a knife in my heart, like a brother who had been confiding in me for many years.

"And you!" He waved a big circle with one hand, and I knew he was referring to the eight golden coffins: "You **** trap me every night, do you know how sad I am!" ”

"You know what!" He suddenly let out a loud roar, and the sound shook the stone room.

The eight coffins also shook, and the coffin boards moved slowly and opened slowly.