Thinking of this, Wang Shaoyi hurriedly took out a cold glow stick from his arms, twisted it on the spot for a while, and threw it into the hole.

After the stick was thrown in, a light began to fall from the hole.

Until he didn't see it, Wang Shaoyi didn't see it fall to the bottom. In the end, the light was completely invisible, and he couldn't help but gasp, how deep is this hole?

He frowned and thought for a while, this time he took out three cold glow sticks directly from his arms, and then found a thin rope to tie them, and after a while, this time he found the right direction and threw it out to the side of the cave wall.

The cold glow rod smashed into the cave wall with a "bang", and then bounced to the other side, and then scattered and fell down together.

Wang Shaoyi's eyes kept staring at the beam of light, and he also had a full view of the surrounding cave walls, but until the three beams of light disappeared, his only gain was that the mud on the cave wall seemed to be newly dug, and the hole was still bottomless, and the whole one looked like someone had made a bottomless pit here.

He looked at it for a while, but still didn't find anything, and then Suo climbed out of the pit and stood on the flat ground outside.

Last time in the Yanshan cemetery, Mr. Liao smoked a few "big red flowers", he found that he also liked it a little, especially when he was troubled, this time he also bought a pack to take with him, and this time he just took out the lighter and lit it, and began to smoke it.

He smoked a cigarette, his eyes did not stop looking around, he took a few puffs and looked around the earthen temple, this time he was much more careful than before, the footprints on the ground, the shape of the vegetation he looked around very carefully, but in the end he was sure that the ghost zongzi should be in that strange hole.

Thinking of the ghost zongzi, he remembered what the "soul zongzi" that Wang Guokai said in his mouth was, as well as Wang Fan. His previous guess was that Wang Fan was seeking the position of village chief, but their actions just now made his understanding of Wang Fan rise to another level, and from their conversation, it can be heard that Wang Fan seems to be raising zongzi, could it be that he is a descendant of some sect?

He took a few more puffs, and the cigarette was almost finished, so he threw it into the hole with a flick of his hand. The next time he put the two coffins back, and it was at this time that he found that there were four iron shelves buried in the soil in the earthen pit, and it was no wonder that they would be not much different from the original ones when they were put down.

After doing this, Wang Shaoyi finally took off the bag on his back, and then opened the zipper and arranged it, which was full of glutinous rice and garlic.

This time, he has to deal with the ghost dumplings and prepare a two-pronged approach, on the one hand, he uses these things in the bag to block the fork in the road, and then uses himself as bait to attract the two ghost dumplings to the arranged grass, and finally takes them down with a fire dumpling.

When he came before, at every fork in the road, whether small or large, a few cloves of garlic had been put on it and scattered a little glutinous rice. The hole is so deep, he can't do it if he thinks about it, and he can't grasp it alone, what he can do now is to recharge his energy and prepare to "invite you into the urn" at night.

Time passed unconsciously, the day gradually sank in the west, the heavens and the earth began to darken, and an inexplicable atmosphere began to envelop the surroundings of the earthen temple.

Wang Shaoyi had already retreated to the mountain road, and as night fell, his spirit also became excited, and his attention was all focused on the two empty coffins.

All around, quietly, without a trace of the breath of living creatures.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

Suddenly, the sound of nails scratching the wood came without warning, Wang Shaoyi's body trembled, and the whole person tensed up all of a sudden, damn it was finally coming!

Wang Shaoyi waited quietly, but the thing seemed to be against him, and the sound continued endlessly, but it was the trace of the thing coming out.

Just as he was engrossed, suddenly a gust of wind came from behind without warning, and the speed was strange, and he couldn't make any extra moves, he secretly screamed badly, the only thing he could do was to roll to the ground.

The road was not wide, he almost fell to the ground, his left hand held the ground and did not make any other movements, the yin wind pressed down like a tracking bullet, and in a hurry, a horizontal iron birch sword in his right hand blocked his chest.

"Bang~"

There was a muffled sound, and a strong force pressed on the Tie Birch Sword, that feeling was like being directly pushed away in a car accident, Wang Shaoyi only felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and he approached a fishy wind from the front.

He secretly screamed in his heart, this must be a zongzi, and it is also a cow zongzi! The Iron Birch Sword is on the top, and there is no extra hand, the only thing you can do is to dodge, but it is impossible to move your head too much, if it is too much, even if you dodge it, you have to twist your neck.

said that it was too late and that was fast, in a desperate situation, Wang Shaoyi roared violently, his hands were bruised, and all the potential of his whole body was stimulated in an instant, and he threw it to the side and died.

"Bang~"

There was a muffled sound, and he only felt a lightness in his hand, and the thing with the Chixiao Sword had completely disappeared.

He took a long breath and hurriedly stood up, the hands holding the Tie Birch Sword trembled involuntarily, the moment just now came too suddenly, it was completely desperate, no wonder the Taoist priest would plant, if it weren't for the help of the "Heavenly Corpse Gu", it would have been possible to hang up at 99% of the moment just now.

There was silence all around, and the sound of scratching the wood was gone, and there was no wind, no insects, just a dead silence.

Wang Shaoyi clenched his fists, he suddenly thought of Scarcan, his flesh and blood blurred appearance must have been left here, and then think about himself, can he get out alive?

Just when he was thinking wildly, suddenly two yin winds suddenly hit him again, and Wang Shaoyi scolded in his heart, "I wiped it, I forgot to have two!" "He didn't stop in his hands, and he could only fight at this time.

Fortunately, the bag just now didn't fall off, he threw the bag forward with his hand, and without looking at it, the iron birch sword stabbed straight behind it.

I don't know if it's too hard, the Tie Birch Sword suddenly emitted a scorching red light, and the yin wind suddenly disappeared, Wang Shaoyi forced back the ghost dumpling behind him with a blow, and didn't care about anything else, spread his legs and ran down the mountain.

He ran with full strength, and went down the mountain again, and the mountain wind whistling in his ears was whistling, but just as he was sprinting with all his strength, under the faint moonlight, a figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, and before he could get closer, a familiar voice came.

"Outlander, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." (To be continued.) )