The old man was gone, and the original courtyard seemed to not exist, returning a piece of desolation to the barren mountains and mountains.

A person came out from behind the stone in the distance, it was Tsing Yi.

Kneeling down with a pop, Dangdang knocked down the three heads towards the place where the master left, then got up, turned around and left.

"I have a generation, and there will be successors!" In the barren mountains, the old man who was swaying forward laughed, jumped up, and disappeared in an instant.

When I turned my head, I was already standing under the boulder carved with the lookout platform, and I tried to look up, but I couldn't see the top of the boulder.

Those who stay are looking at their hometowns, and they will not return to their hometowns. A voice sounded, the boulder in front of him quickly became distant, and the three big characters of Wangxiangtai gradually changed, but in the end, only a bare boulder was left, and nothing else.

Roar!

A voice came from behind him.

Nima!

The moment I turned around, my scalp exploded.

Less than a meter behind me, several big mouths were biting frantically at my buttocks, but they were blocked by something, and they could only keep biting wildly, but they couldn't bite me.

Your uncle!

I looked at the dense dog creatures in front of me, and instantly understood that Lao Tzu had arrived at the Vicious Dog Ridge. But don't you want to be in such a hurry? Lao Tzu just came out of Wangxiangtai after playing with his life, and he didn't even let his breath, he just hit the evil dog in the Vicious Dog Ridge, who did he want to kill? I cursed the setting of the underworld.

Fortunately, Vicious Dog Ridge is not so perverted, not full of vicious dogs, there is always a place for people to rest. So after more than ten days, I "jumped" out of the Vicious Dog Ridge, and when I jumped out, I was followed by countless vicious dogs who were trying to bite my buttocks.

Towards the vicious dog behind me fiercely compared a middle finger, I turned around to face countless "chickens", Jinjiling, all the way to the underworld, I can't be wrong.

The ending is the same, they didn't kill me, and I didn't clean them.

After Jinjiling came out, there was no "suddenly" appearance before. A small path, crawling cleanly into the distance, standing here you can even see the smoke slowly rising in the distance.

Wild ghost villages, places that specialize in confusing people, I don't know what they have waiting for me.

There are several old people sitting on a pile of stones in the middle of the village, looking at the dusty play of a half-sized boy and a bare-bottomed child in front of him, the old man's eyes are natural and satisfied, and the child is like the dust raised by them, presumptuous, free, and unrestrained.

Someone approached, and a big hand slapped me on the shoulder, and I stumbled. I looked down at my hands, could I ......

"Hey, what are you doing stupidly? Hurry up and help Xiao Jiu carry something. The man next to me pointed with his bearded chin in the direction of the outside of the village.

There was a delicate girl over there who was trying to move a pile of miscellaneous items, very heavy, and seemed to want to get them to the edge of the village.

"Oh, got it, Daddy. "As I spoke, my mind was momentarily jerked.

Why is this happening? I'm not just powerless, I'm not even self. This is a wild ghost village, I know very well. It's a bunch of wild ghosts waiting to confuse themselves and then tear themselves apart. For a moment I felt like my hairs were blowing up, and if I was at the mercy of what I was now, I was pretty sure my chances of survival were infinitely close to zero. But now it seemed that I could only go on, because I saw that I had turned to the girl.

I saw myself smiling a little, and then bared my white teeth and ran towards the girl. When he got in front of the girl, he smiled at the girl again, and he didn't say anything, but directly took the sundries in the girl's hand, and ran happily towards the village. I saw that my eyes were like those old people and children, and I could see the bottom of my heart, as if even if the sand fell into such eyes, they would shine.

I left the pile in front of the village, which was obviously the girl's house, and ran towards the girl, and the sun seemed to like me, and behind me was a happy shadow.

There were still ten meters away from the girl, and I even knew clearly that I should be standing in front of the girl the next moment, and then I smirked and looked at the girl in front of me.

A long knife came out of the girl's body, along with the blood from the girl's body, the girl's long outstretched hand, her mouth opening and closing with difficulty, and I saw her calling my name.

The girl fell, her eyes full of tears, it hurt, it hurt.

I saw myself like a rabbit frightened by a trumpet, straight and straight there, and I forgot about myself.

Some weapon seemed to go across my waist, and I fell to the ground.

It hurts, but it doesn't seem so real. I tried to get out of the world in front of me, but I found myself trying to look up at the girl, who slowly closed her eyes. There were all kinds of sounds behind him, laughter, screams, the sound of the wind from the swing of weapons, the muffled sound of men and women falling to the ground as they ran......

I looked at the tears that had not yet had time to fall from the corner of the girl's eye, and the faint pain in my own waist. Everything in front of you may be confused, but isn't this confusion a little too real, this shouldn't be confused, but it should be ...... Life?

My hand reached out, trying to hold the girl, and I could feel the tingling and weakness in my palm, and the heat on the ground.

The body moved forward a little, the wound dragged on the ground, the pain was hot, I could see that I was holding on with a hideous face, but there seemed to be more unwillingness and helplessness in the middle of the hideousness.

I don't know how much time has passed, I can feel that my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and every time I stretch out my hand, it becomes a little weaker, and the color of my hand is getting paler and paler, but the blood on my fingers is getting redder and redder.

The tentacles were cold, I saw that I had finally touched the girl's hand, cold, without a trace of temperature, trying to climb into it a little more, I could clearly see that the girl's fair face was covered with a lot of dust, and there were some blood stains.

It's not pretty, it's not pretty...... I saw that I tried to help the girl up, but because of my weakness, I ended up falling down with the girl, my hand wiped on the girl's face, trying to wipe the girl's face clean, but unfortunately my hands were also full of blood.

Reaching out and wiping it on my clothes, I pulled my sleeves, wrapped my fingers that were still bleeding, and wiped them on the girl's face with my sleeves, and there seemed to be only one sentence left in my mouth: Isn't this pretty......