Fifty thousand kilometers away from here, it is indeed a long distance, without Bai Kui's help, I don't know how long it will take, Shaoqing squatted there with his fingers and thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that the situation was really urgent, and he couldn't delay it any longer, so he packed up his small baggage, but except for some small dry food, he didn't even have a change of underwear, sighed and said that he was helpless, and finally he could only set off on the road.

No one speaks, I always feel a little lonely after a long journey, and I didn't walk away when I was young, but Shaoqing still felt that I had the taste of a wandering hero for the first time in his life, but it was a pity that the sword on his back was still a broken sword, and the knife in his waist was still not used to it, for a hero, this is undoubtedly the most humiliating thing.

There is Bai Kui, thousands of miles of road will be there for most of the day, no Bai Kui, 50,000 miles of road he has to walk for ten days and half a month, even if it is an overhead body, he can't bear to keep exercising, stop and go, eat dry cakes and drink ice water, and be careful of being attacked by people on the road, all the way to the top of Mount Tai, and I haven't seen the corpse in the middle of the ambush roll out to find fault, or rather, people don't pay attention to what they are doing, I don't know what the hell they are messing with.

However, there was a Ning staring at him, Shaoqing didn't have to worry, just looked at the mountains in front of him and was stunned, it was really a great country, which made people have the illusion of dominating the world, for a while, Shaoqing actually longed for the position of the second brother in the family.

But after thinking about the appearance of the man being tired and vomiting blood, forget it.

Taking out the portrait given by Shi Ninghui from his arms, Shaoqing began to look for a target between the mountains, but in a huge place, there was not even an ant, and the top of the sky was warm and warm, but the dry branches did not see a green leaf, not a single red flower, and the legendary fairyland actually presented a deep dead silence.

That old man must not really be dead, this place looks like no one has cleaned up for decades.

Shaoqing stepped on the thick fallen leaves under his feet, because it had been accumulated for a long time, it had almost become a mess of sauce, and he had fallen into half a foot when he stepped on it, I really didn't know how his father came a few years ago, didn't Brother Gu Qi follow at that time, I really regretted not letting him come over, but it was impossible to think about it, I couldn't even say a word to him, how could I let him come here.

The dead and silent mountains are somewhat gloomy, Shaoqing even suspects that this place has long been contaminated by the corpse nine, such a grudgeful guy, there is no reason not to come to the Dongyue Emperor after coming out, it is not good, that old man was really poisoned by that guy.

Thinking of this, I was a little anxious, and I sped up under my feet, looking carefully on the top of the mountain within a radius of 100 miles, but there was no figure back and forth.

A day passed, watching the blood-colored remnant sun set in the west again, Shaoqing, who was climbing on a dead tree, looked helplessly at this mountain, the portrait in his hand was almost crumpled by him, and the old man with a stubble face had a hole poked in one eye, which looked a little weird.

Putting the portrait into his arms, Shaoqing made a horn with both hands, and yelled a few times into the distance, the high-pitched voice swayed back and forth between the mountains, followed over and over again, I don't know how far it went, but there was no other response except for startling a group of geese in the distance, Shaoqing's throat roared hotly and painfully, but he still didn't want to give up, thinking about roaring again, but he didn't expect this voice to roar, coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, stunned for a while, and had no choice but to go down.

The altitude of the mountain is high, the temperature difference between day and night is large, wearing small pants during the day, and having to put on big cotton pants at night, Shaoqing did not bring big cotton pants, so he can only put on thin pants and shrink in the leeward cave, fortunately, there are dry firewood for burning and rainwater accumulated in the potholes, so that he can't even drink hot water.

I made a simple small pot with a small kettle, added some water and hung it on the fire, after boiling, put the dry cake that could not be bitten into it and boiled it, and pounded it into a paste, which was not very good-looking, but the taste was not bad, and the kung fu of the pancake was really good.

Let's say that Shaoqing is eating the only meal of the day in the cave, the night wind outside is getting tighter and tighter, and it seems to be raining when I hear the sound, and it is getting heavier and heavier, thinking if Sister Ping Ping is nearby, but just think about it, people are now confined at home, how can they come here to travel in the clouds and rain, I don't know who is in charge of this work here.

He ate here with a loud horn, thinking in his heart is also a thousand thoughts, eating and eating, he felt a sudden chill behind him, looked back, except for the cold stone, he didn't see anything, turned around and ate a few bites, and there was a chill behind him, and then turned his head to look, still didn't see anything, and his heart was a little hairy.

Are you afraid of ghosts?

Don't be afraid, have you ever been timid when you saw so many before?

What do you have to do?

Shaoqing asked himself, this question stumped himself, as the chill behind him rose again, his spine felt cold, and goosebumps on his arms came out layer after layer, Shaoqing didn't rush to look back, just stared coldly at the extra shadow in front of him and was stunned.

Surely it is not a ghost, and a ghost has no shadow?

Isn't it a ghost, isn't it...... Corpse Nine?

"Ah——————————————————————!!!h

With a loud scream, Shaoqing turned over and jumped up and slammed the paste in his hand behind him, but it was all covered to the ground, looking in all directions like.

Shaoqing wiped the cold sweat on his head, stared at the thing in a daze, and didn't know how to react for a while, just when he was trembling, a voice suddenly came from behind him, "What a waste." ”

A fried hair, Shaoqing almost didn't hit the stone wall in front of him, and his liver trembled, and when he turned to look, he saw a young man in plain clothes standing at some point...... Stand...... Floated there.

The guy with the sleeve has no feet, so he's floating there, like a hanged ghost.

"Are you sick?!" Shaoqing roared angrily and almost wanted to yell him to death, but the voice that had already been split was muffled when this roar came out, and the other party didn't even hear what he said.

"My name is Lingxiu, and I am your side protector, and you can call me Lord Side Protection Spiritual in the future. The plain man introduced himself.

Shaoqing stared at him against the stone wall, and couldn't help but swallow two mouthfuls of saliva, "What side protection?"

Lingxiu hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It's the immortal who protects you when you go to the toilet." ”

"Cough ............cough