The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight sparkled on the lake, sparkling with the slightest ripples.

The mountain forest behind him was blown by the wind, making the sound of a rope, accompanied by the roar of beasts.

Feng Chen sat next to the campfire, using the flame to dispel the chill on his body, but he didn't feel sleepy until late at night.

He couldn't understand why Han Yanxi came to Shennongyuan with the Dead Soul Box?

He vaguely remembered that he met Han Yanxi for the first time in Xihe City, and then went to find Dr. Malatang together.

But could it be that at that time, Han Yanxi already had other ideas about the Dead Soul Box?

Or is there anything Han Yanxi is worried about?

Before getting an answer, Feng Chen didn't dare to think nonsense, Han Yanxi was really too mysterious.

Especially Han Yanxi's mysterious background, even the names of their two sisters were obtained by Dr. Malatang.

Thinking of what Dr. Malatang said after seeing Yanfei, Feng Chen was even more puzzled.

Twenty years ago, Dr. Malatang was still the chief doctor of Imperial Glory, studying those anti-scientific things.

But at that time, he chose names for Yanxi and Yanfei, so would there be such a possibility?

Han Yanxi and Han Yanfei, two sisters, have a delicate relationship with the glory of the empire?

patted his somewhat drowsy head, Feng Chen didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was really afraid that everyone would be suspicious at that time.

"Brother Fengchen, it's cold outside, why don't you come in and rest?" Yan Fei's voice suddenly came from inside the tent.

"Shall I come in?" Looking at the tent behind him, Feng Chen swallowed his saliva, and an evil fire rose in his lower abdomen.

This tent is so small, and the lonely men and widows are crowded inside, and it is still blinded by the black light, is this really possible?

"Little beauty, aren't you afraid that I will have a crooked mind about you?" Feng Chen teased, how can you really go in?

At night, there are many wild beasts in the deep mountains and old forests of Shennongyuan, so you must pay more attention to this time.

The tent was quiet, as if there was a struggle of ideas, and Yan Fei hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"What do you prove by saying this now? Have you forgotten what you did to me at the hotel the other day?"

"Brother Fengchen, if you're tired, then come in and rest, but if you mess around, hum!"

"I ......" Feng Chen was speechless for a while, daring to look at other people's bodies, he was already heinous?

"It's okay, I'll just keep watch outside, you can rest well. In the end, that's all he could say.

"Brother Fengchen, I curse you to rely on your right hand for the rest of your life. Yan Feijiao snorted and said no more.

The previous words were said by her with the courage she mustered, but who knew that Feng Chen still didn't appreciate it......

"Rely on your right hand? What does this mean?" Feng Chen looked confused, eager to ask Yan Fei to understand.

When he came back to his senses, he was roasting the bonfire, and seeing that there was no movement around him, he was ready to take a nap.

But before he could close his eyes, he suddenly heard a breaking wave coming from the lake in front of him.

"There is a boat?" Feng Chen frowned slightly, and rushed to the lake at a speed of 13 meters per second, hiding in the grass.

It's so late now, and if someone sails here, it's definitely not a good thing.

After listening carefully, Feng Chen was a little puzzled, except for the sound of breaking waves, there was no other sound on the lake.

Finally, driven by curiosity, Feng Chen crawled forward a few meters, taking a closer look through the moonlight.

"Those are ......" he was taken aback, a little unable to believe his eyes.

I saw that on the sparkling lake, there were nearly thirty black coffins floating at this time.

These thirty black coffins are old-fashioned and rugged, connected by wrist-thick chains, and drift with the flow.

On such a bleak night, there would be thirty black coffins floating on the river, which is really appalling.

His gaze moved slightly to the black coffin at the front, and a green firefly suddenly caught in Feng Chen's eyes.

Through the bright moonlight, Feng Chen used the pupil of judgment to see very clearly, the fluorescence came from a walking stick.

And the crutch with green fluorescence, Hao Ran was held in his arms by a black-robed man sitting on a black coffin.

Seeing the thirty black coffins getting closer and closer to him, Feng Chen's brows furrowed, and his heart hung up.

At this time, it was too late to put out the bonfire, not to mention that Yanfei was still resting in the tent.

If this continues, the black-robed man sitting on the black coffin will find out about the situation here sooner or later.

It's just that this black-robed man doesn't know good and evil, and looking at that black-robed person, it's always easy to associate ghosts together.

But a person sitting on a coffin, even if he is kind-hearted and compassionate, can't make people feel good, right?

What to do...... What else can I do? Dodge a yarn to use, Feng Chen rushed over, directly facing the bar.

"Hey...... Help, save us......" he shouted in his normal tone, standing on the shore of the lake.

If the black-robed man hears it, then the next thing is naturally to have a good chat, and if he doesn't hear it, then he will turn evil into good fortune.

However, as soon as Feng Chen's words fell, the black-robed man's head suddenly twisted in a direction and was facing Feng Chen.

"Damn...... Feng Chen is about to vomit blood, what do you say? Okay, then prepare to talk about it.

Seeing the black-robed man sitting in a black coffin floating towards him, he breathed a long sigh of relief, waved his hand and said:

"Hey...... Here, I'm here, help us, we're lost in the forest......"

Under the leadership of the black-robed man, the thirty black coffins changed direction and converged towards Feng Chen's location.

The black coffin and the chain collided with each other, constantly making a "clanging" sound, which made people's scalp tingle.

When the black coffin in the lead docked, the black-robed man sitting on the black coffin slowly pulled out the crutches in his arms.

He didn't speak, just stretched out his crutches in front of Feng Chen, and illuminated Feng Chen's face with those green fluorescents.

Feng Chen froze in place like a stake, allowing the black-robed man to observe himself in this unique way.

And now that the distance was close enough, Feng Chen found that under the cover of the black robe was actually an old man in his last years.

The crutch in the old man's hand was nothing special, the only thing that was surprising was that there was a small jade bottle hanging from the crutch.

The green fluorescence I saw from the crutches earlier was actually emitted by the fireflies in the small jade bottle.

Seeing this, Feng Chen didn't know whether to sigh at the wisdom of the old man using fireflies as a lamp, or the spirit of the old man.

But at least, this old man is by no means simple!

"Young man, are you lost?" After observing for a long time, the old man finally spoke, and his voice was full of vicissitudes.

"I ...... Yes, we're lost. Catching the smile on the old man's face, Feng Chen relaxed a lot.

Just looking at the furrow-like wrinkles on the old man's face, he believed that this old man was definitely more than a hundred years old.

"Then you have a lot of guts. The old man spoke again, smiling with a hint of strangeness.

But seeing Feng Chen's stunned look, he leaned on crutches, looked at the bonfire not far away, and laughed at himself:

"When others saw me, they thought they had seen a lonely ghost, and they didn't even have time to escape. ”

"You're the only one, not only didn't run away, but took the initiative to call me over, do you think you're bold?"

"Haha...... If I'm not mistaken, I've not spoken to a living person in almost thirty years. ”