When a sentence comes out, our hearts are also a stone to the ground.

It's a pity that in the next sentence, our hearts that have just landed have been lifted again.

"Go ahead. Snorr said.

What, what the hell, let's go, what does that mean, you're not going?

"I'm not going, I'm not going to get in. "Snorr looked at us, very bluntly, with no other expression.

Can't get in?

Here, above the realm of fate, you can't get in.

"What are you doing?" the ape king's voice came out directly from the side, this kind of thing was too difficult to prevent him from entering.

"You can't get in. He glanced at the Ape King and twitched the corners of his mouth. If the Ape King hadn't been one of us, I suspect Purr would have swallowed the monkey directly.

The ape king muttered, "Damn, it's not very good at learning, but this monkey learns very quickly if you scold people."

"What's in the back?" I asked.

"Another space. ”

Nonsense, Lao Tzu naturally knows, just look at the blurred light at the entrance of the cave.

"What's in the space?" I continued.

"A lot of things. Snorr said, groaning slightly, as if organizing the language, and after a moment, Snorr looked up at us, with a solemn look in his eyes, and continued, "I don't want you to get the egg thing." ”

"That means ......," I asked.

"Yes, that's what you want. ”

I grass!!grass!grass!grass!grass!

Is this progress a little too fast? Lao Tzu is funny, not cool, although Lao Tzu has always been the top of the protagonist's halo, but it is definitely not to the extent of a thousand miles of white land in a snap of his fingers.

"Let's go. Tsing Yi walked in with his feet raised.

After a while, although we don't want to, for the happiness of the dog god, for the rediscovery of the cat brother, and for the continuation of the story, we can only enter.

This is a place where the whole world is at odds with us, and it's hard to imagine that this kind of place can become a place of danger.

In front of me is a village, not too big, about a hundred households, simple thatched houses, surrounded by low fences, dilapidated and unable to stop any creatures, it seems that the effect of placing there can only mean that the village still has a fence.

Outside the fence were neat fields that had been cultivated, and there were some green plants on the ridges, which were not large, and seemed to be seedlings that had just grown.

There was a sound in the village, presumably a group of children making a fuss, and it seemed to be arguing over who would be the bride and groom.

A path winds just like that beneath our feet, paved in the direction of the village.

It seemed to be evening, the red sunset was in the west, and on the roof of the thatched house, white smoke was rising from the chimney, and it seemed that dinner should have been ready.

There was another voice in the village, it was the sound of a woman calling her children home for dinner, and the woman's body was stretched long in the setting sun until it reached the children's feet, as if even the shadows wanted to keep those children by their side.

Such a place is the enemy of the whole world, and none of us believe it.

"This ......" Everyone was puzzled, they could see that the village in front of them was tranquil, quiet, and happy, but they didn't know where such a scene should be. Maybe I've seen it, but those are almost no color, and there is no way to compare with the lush and vibrant in front of her, and the soul should be able to feel some, but those are only what she saw in the back mountain of the Liuyun Sect, and there is still a huge shadow of the Liuyun Sect on her head.

"This ...... It's the world. I said. There are many in the world in front of him, much more than the underworld, but the scene in front of him can only be regarded as a reluctant world. There are too many things in the world that are unreal, even if there is such a village and such a scene, there is absolutely no such nature.

"The world is a good place. Wan Lingxin said, putting her arm on Qin Xin's arm, and the eyes of the two girls were full of light, and their eyes were already straight.

"Let's go. I lifted my feet and walked towards the village.

The group walked slowly into the village, fearing that a little faster would ruin the silence.

In the middle of the village was an open field, and in the clearing there was a pile of boulders, piled up there, without any shape, as if they were just piled up there. An old woman was sitting next to the pile of stones, quietly watching the sunset in the west, and we walking slowly in the sunset.

A shadow appeared at his feet, stretching in the direction of the old man.

We made a little detour to move the shadow away from the old man's direction, we didn't want to block the light from the old man's face.

"You're here. The old man's voice was very hoarse, even ugly, not as crisp as the voices of Wan Lingxin and Qin Xin, but it was quiet, quiet as if he was beckoning his son to come and sit, no need to speak, just come and sit quietly.

"Here we are, Grandma. "In such a scene, I'd better come.

"Come and sit. Grandma waved and beckoned us.

We went over, sat down, and watched the sunset with my grandmother, hot and comfortable on my face.

Sitting down quietly, Grandma pulled out a cigarette pouch from behind her, and a slender pipe was stuck in the cigarette pouch. Skillfully take out the pipe, continue the tobacco, grandma slowly touched out a box of matches, stabbing sound, the match with the light of the fire, put on the pipe, the tobacco slowly ignited, the aroma of tobacco slowly floated in this space.

Grandma was quietly smoking her pipe, basking in the sunset. It wasn't until the tobacco in the pipe burned out, and it was already blue and smelled bitter, that the grandmother breathed a sigh of relief, stretched comfortably, beat her fist on the waist a few times, and then picked up the pipe, knocked it on the stones beside her, and knocked out the ashes in the pipe.

"This egg has been with us for a thousand years, and we have been waiting for you for a thousand years. Grandma said, turning her head to look at the pile of rocks behind her, and it was clear that the so-called egg was in this pile of stones, and it was just buried by them.

Grandma told the story, and we listened quietly.

Grandma's eyes were misty, I don't know if it was because of the story, or because of the sunset that gradually became brighter and brighter.

The story is far away, and the distant grandmother keeps pausing when she tells it, as if she is continuing those fragmented fragments.

This space appeared because of the egg, and the first generation of people born knew the task of guarding the egg, and then waited for outsiders to come and take the egg.

We didn't ask why we were waiting for outsiders to pick up the eggs, and the moment we arrived, Grandma knew we were here to pick up the eggs. Obviously, we were the only outsiders who could get in here.

"It's going down again. Grandma squinted as the sunset faded away little by little, and finally sighed softly. I tried to straighten my body, and then for the first time I really looked at us, at me.

"You're here, it's the last quiet time here, young man, what do you need to do if you want to take that egg, I don't know, old woman, I hope you can know. ”

Grandma left, pushed open the creaky wooden door, and walked into the house. As the sun set, the village quickly quieted down, but it was no longer quiet, and it seemed a little gloomy.

There was a lamp in the village, it should be the most primitive kerosene lamp, or some other light, dotted with stars, as if trying to tear away the heavy darkness in front of him by this light, but that light was like a candle in the wind, swaying, and it could only maintain this light and not extinguish it.

"How?" asked Tsing Yi beside me.

Such an environment is unfamiliar to him, so he doesn't have that kind of state of mind, he doesn't know what to do, and his heart is empty now.

"It shouldn't be too peaceful, but I hope we can wait until dawn. I said.

It is true that the night is not peaceful.

As the night fell completely, there were roars around the village, and the roars could not be distinguished, I don't know if it was the roar of beasts or human voices, but we could hear the hostility in the roar, and the hostility seemed to be aimed directly at us.

In just an instant, we all understood one thing: the silence here was gone from the moment we arrived.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart, very depressing. Because the silence here is gone, and because we ruined the silence here.

Killing people or taking the lives of other creatures is really commonplace for us, and no matter at any time, there will be no mercy in doing it.

"Let's go. I sighed, the feeling in my heart could not be erased, that is, my heart is not calm until now.

Everyone obviously understood what we needed to do, and almost instantly, everyone had already determined their position, Xiao Qi and Stammering stayed in the village, standing firm on a big tree in the middle of the village, and the remaining six people were divided into six directions and quietly rushed out.

There are dots of light in the distance, and when you get closer, you can see it clearly, I don't know what it is, like a wild boar, but it has a big hairy tail, and its ears are erect, and its body is not hair, but dark scales, which also reflect a glimmer of light in the dark night, and the light we see is the two eyes of this creature, which are looking at us coldly at this time, shining with the light of Youlan.

A creature that makes people feel awkward when they look at it, I don't know if they are also awkward in Tsing Yi, maybe they've seen it, after all, this place in the underworld, there are no surprises, and one day even if a head grows in the crotch of my pants, I believe it. However, I feel very awkward when I look at it, and the world is still relatively simple.

The creatures rushed slowly, there were not many of them, and their strength was not very good, so almost just a glance, these creatures had all fallen to the ground. The blood flowed out, but it had seeped into the ground in an instant, and this kind of imagination happened everywhere, but we didn't care, after all, it was the ground under our feet, and it was reasonable for the liquid to seep into the ground.

One night, just such a bunch of monsters, unfortunately, we didn't know, so the next day, almost all of us were wilting, and even the tobacco smoked by the grandmother next to us seemed to have no taste.

The next night, it was still a virtuous person, a group of creatures that were more cannon fodder than cannon fodder.

On the third day, it was the same as before.

On the fourth day, it was the same, so, when it was done, we naturally went to rest.

It's a pity that when we got up the next day, we found out that the monster of the bastard last night had ruined the villagers' land, obviously, after we rested, another group of monsters came, but this monster seemed to be just ruining the seedlings in the field, but did not rush into the village to harm people.

This situation makes us all scratch our heads, why is this happening?

"Grandma, the ground is ruined. I leaned over to my grandmother and said.

"I saw it. Grandma was still quiet, smoking a cigarette and a calm face, as if the ruined land was not theirs at all.

It wasn't until my grandmother finished her cigarette and she straightened up again that she squinted at me. And then said something that almost scared me to death.

"This place, once it is destroyed, those monsters will reappear. After Grandma finished speaking, she went back to the house with her hands behind her back and a cigarette pouch in hand.

What do you mean?It's easy to understand.,The monster has been refreshed?But there's definitely other information here.,Otherwise, this copy would be a little too simple.。

It's a pity that there's only so much we can know, and the rest is all speculation, and we can't do it, but if we really let us try, we're a little bit afraid to do it, and God knows what moths will appear here.

In the evening, the monsters came again, and it was still the same group of monsters. It's still killing, but we found a problem, these monsters, the strength has really increased a lot.

If we extrapolate this growth pattern, we all look at each other with a look of shock.

These are the information we got during this time.,The strength of the monster is constantly growing.,It's different every time.,But if the starting strength of the monster after this refresh is too high.,Then what will happen to us in the end?,I'm a little afraid.。

The next day.

"Grandma, when will that monster be killed at night?" I asked Grandma with a grin.

"I won't tell you. "Grandma said that a word almost choked me to death in front of her old man.

"Grandma, don't you want to tell us, or can't you say it?"

"Can't say. Grandma looked at me this time and suddenly laughed.

For a moment, I noticed that my eyes seemed to light up and warm up, and it was a strange feeling, as if it was all because of my grandmother's smile.

But grandma's laughter...... That's really a grandmother who looks like she's 90 years old.

I won't be ...... Hold the grass! Hold the grass! No, it won't, it can't be!

"Grandma, you're smiling so beautifully. A voice sounded beside her, and Wan Lingxin was looking at her grandmother with bright eyes, and she could even see a trace of obsession in her eyes.

"The folds on grandma's face can trap mosquitoes, where is there still beauty, but you are really beautiful. Grandma smiled, her head shook, she looked at Wan Lingxin and Qin Xin with a smile, and even stretched out her hand and touched their little hands.

There is no woman more beautiful than others who say they are, even a woman of grandma's age.

The three women, the women who had crossed the ages, seemed to have found a common language in an instant, and chatted with each other, and after a while, the two women both looked towards us, but after looking at us, they blushed and lowered their heads. Wha, it must be talking about that.

Until the sun went down, we didn't get the slightest chance to interject, so we could only quietly become listeners.

After dark, it was still the same, and another wave of monsters came, which were easily eliminated.

However, if we don't let sleep like this, I don't think we need to wait until we finish cleaning up the monster, and sleepy will also kill all the myocardial ischemia or myocardial infarction we are sleepy, in that case, Lao Tzu will definitely create another miracle in the underworld: died of myocardial infarction, cause of death: sleepy.

So, after a vote, we decided to speculate again, and we were going to play the side ball.

Just in case, we left three people behind, and there was also Xiao Qice on the high point in the middle of the village.

Grass!

Because the next day the land around the village was fucking trampled mercilessly. And it's very strange that the people we left behind didn't notice any monsters coming in at all.

Hold the grass! That's awesome, isn't it?

At dawn, we appeared at Grandma's side again.

Grandma was still smoking her pipe, and we were all gone.

"People, it's better to be down-to-earth. Grandma left a message before going back to her room.

So, from then on, we lived a life of black and white upside down, numb to the egg, I lost my hair one by one, I even suspect that if this continues, when Lao Tzu gets this egg out, Lao Tzu's head will also become an egg.

The village is still the same village, and the people are still the same people, but unfortunately, we have changed. At night, his eyes lit up, in the dark night and two searchlights, and then looked at Xiao Qi and Comrade Stammering on the tree, the two of them stared at the two pairs of bright eyes rolling back and forth, the two owls alive.

In half a year, we were trained to be night owls, and the monsters we faced have also changed from ordinary monsters to today's sixfold soul realm.

The only thing that luckily hasn't changed at all, it's still just that, not much, and we can still handle it.

Of course, we also found out about the blood that we hadn't paid attention to before, after all, the accumulation was too obvious for such a long time.

The stone pile in the center of the village had now turned a red color, as if all the blood had been absorbed by the stones.

At this time, the originally low seedlings on the outside of the village have grown to waist-length, and they look a bit like millet in the world.

Grandma still sat by the stone pile in the middle of the village every day, smoking a pipe, returning to her thatched hut on time every day after dark, lighting an oil lamp, and all day long, if we didn't ask, Grandma wouldn't have any communication with us.

There are far fewer people in the village, as evidenced by the dwindling number of oil lamps every night, and the children who used to play in the village seem to have disappeared.

"Grandma seems to be young?" Qin Xin said to us.

"Yes, indeed. The spirit of the silk echoed.

Women's minds are still delicate, and these changes, until now, we men really haven't noticed.

There were so many weird places that I squinted at the setting sun.