"Let's go explore the way and learn how to play the dungeon. Ma Feifei finally made up his mind, got up from the bed, put on his shoes, walked to the teleportation wall that was beaten out by the system and stopped, first touched the space ring in his hand, and took out the Nine Dragons Holy Bone Sword from it.

This sword is the most powerful weapon that Ma Feifei has in his hand so far, according to the previous Canglong Spirit, this Nine Dragons Holy Bone Sword is the weapon of the Nine Rank Gods, which was left behind by the author who created the Canglong Continent, and this is the only one.

"Ding~!, whether to enter the host's exclusive dungeon. The system's prompt sounded.

"Sure!"

"Hum~"

A swarthy, oval-shaped black hole appeared on the wall, just big enough for a person to pass through.

Ma Feifei looked at the black hole and stepped into it with his legs raised.

"Brush~"

It was dark in front of him, and there was silence in his ears, and I don't know how long it took, a bright light began to appear in front of Ma Feifei's eyes, and he could vaguely hear the chirping of birds and insects.

Slowly, Ma Feifei heard human voices and the 'creaking' and 'creaking' sounds made by the car as it rolled forward.

"Whoosh~"

A crack appeared in the space, and Ma Feifei fell out of it, just falling into a pit.

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

The sound of the cart pushing was unusually harsh in the middle of the night, and the cart was pulled by a middle-aged man in a gray coarse linen coat, and at the back of the cart was a rather young boy who was following behind, his eyes were staring at the cart all the time.

On the cart lay a boy his age, pale, with his eyes closed, his face expressionless, the corners of his mouth still stained with bloodstains dried by the wind, and his body was dressed in the same gray coarse linen clothes as them, but the blood had soaked through his clothes, and he was obviously dead.

"Father, he's so pitiful. The young man who followed behind the cart couldn't help but whisper.

"Squeak~"

The middle-aged man pushing the cart suddenly paused when he heard this, was silent for a moment, and said, "You are right, he is indeed pitiful and pity. ”

"Father, did the mansion master kill him?" the young man bit his lip and continued to ask.

"Shut up!" the middle-aged man scolded, looked around nervously, and found that there was no one around, so he relaxed, turned his head and glared at the young man.

"I'm sorry, father. The young man lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

The middle-aged man looked at his child, then moved his gaze to the young man lying on the cart, sighed, and turned around silently.

"Mansion Master, could it be the Mansion Master of Yong'an Mansion?" Ma Feifei carefully got up from the pit, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the father and son who were slowly coming towards him.

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

The wheels pressed against the potholed dirt, and the middle-aged man pulled the cart step by step, staggering forward.

The young man followed behind him, and did not speak for a long time, and soon they crossed Ma Feifei and came to a flat wasteland.

In this wasteland, there are countless hills, each of which represents the loss of a life.

"Just bury it here. The middle-aged man chose a place that he thought was better, and there was no small hill bag around ten meters.

"Okay. The young man replied, walked to the side of the cart and was about to pick up the young man lying on it, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

"Your hands are for writing, not for carrying corpses. The middle-aged man looked at his son and encouraged.

"Hehe!" the young man touched the back of his head embarrassedly and said, "Father, the child will only turn sixteen next year!

"Haha!" The middle-aged man smiled when he heard this, patted his son's head, and said confidently: "Don't worry, you will definitely have a heart for books, and your level will not be low." ”

"Really?" asked the young boy, looking at his father in surprise.

If he can really detect the heart of the book, then it means that he can become a book writer, which is the most noble profession in the Doushu Continent.

Then he won't have to be a book-breaker anymore!

"You will have children. The middle-aged man replied affirmatively, then picked up the young man lying on it and put him on the ground.

"Father, give!" the young man grabbed the shovel next to the cart and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Hmm. The middle-aged man took the shovel and began to dig a pit, ready to bury the dead boy.

The young boy stood by and looked at his father, and then at the dead boy on the ground.

The moonlight is like water, dark and cool.

"Whew~"

A gust of wind blew, and the young man's cold hands were wrapped, and his whole body trembled.

"Father, if the heart of the book detected by the child is also the 'eternal heart', will it end up the same as him. ”

"Click~!"

The middle-aged man plunged a shovel into the soil, and was stunned when he heard the young man's words, not knowing how to answer him.

"What do you think, the 'Eternal Heart' is rare in ten thousand years, how can you have such a blessing, hurry up and help, it's half the night, and you have to get up early tomorrow to work." The middle-aged man scolded with a smile, but there was not much smile on his face, because he was facing away from the young man, so the young man did not see the expression on his father's face.

"Okay!" the young man stiffened happily, picked up the shovel on the cart and began to help.

A quarter of an hour later, the dirt filled, and the middle-aged man pushed the cart and the young boy left.

In the light of the moon, their shadows stretched long, long......

Ma Feifei slowly crawled out of the pit, looked at the father and son who went away, looked at the small pit that had just been filled, touched his chin, and whispered: "Could it be that this is the Doushu Continent?"

Ma Feifei didn't expect the system to give him such a whole play, and put the host's exclusive copy on the Doushu Continent, no wonder the system said before that everything about the author can be obtained in the copy.

It's just that the Doushu Continent is still very unfamiliar and dangerous to Ma Feifei, because the strength of the cultivators on the Doushu Continent is much higher than that of the Canglong Continent, even if Ma Feifei has now stepped into the realm of immortals, he may be a bottom-of-the-line existence on the Doushu Continent.

"Speaking of the system, can I go back at any time?" Ma Feifei suddenly remembered something and ran to his mind to ask the system.

"The host can be teleported back to the Canglong Continent through the system at any time. The system answered with certainty.

After hearing this, Ma Feifei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as he could return to the Canglong Continent at any time, then the danger would be much less.

Exiting the system, Ma Feifei was about to leave this ghost place first, but before he could lift his legs, his brows suddenly furrowed and he looked at one place.