Li Tong was wearing a blue dress that had been washed and yellowed, and the skirt reached to the thighs, making the two slender legs even fairer and more moving. In the light blue, there is a white belt, which looks fresh and natural, the whole person looks very comfortable, the waist is more feminine, and the body curve is moving.

The long hair flowing in the wind, the clear eyes, and the double eyelids on the phoenix eyes all give people a smart youthful atmosphere.

"Drunk, drunk...... Sure enough, it's 'a beauty is like a drunken hero, and a gentleman has been drunk for ten thousand years'!" Chen Chunan muttered in his heart, borrowing what Liang Xiaofeng had said here.

"You, are you Chinese?" Li Tong asked.

"Yes, we're here to find you. Chen Chunan was a little excited.

"Are you here to pick us up and return to China?" Li Tong's eyes were full of hope, as if tears flashed.

Chen Chunan couldn't bear to tell the truth, he was afraid that the fairy in front of him would not be able to stand this blow.

"Can we really go back?" It was Zhao Siyue who asked Chen Chunan, and the expression on her face was very calm when she spoke, as if she was just asking casually.

The twenty-one people who were trapped here all gathered, and Chen Chunan's appearance made them very excited, and they seemed to see the hope of going back.

But Chen Chunan still doesn't know if this is the earth or not, so how can he bring them back to China?

Chen Chunan didn't pay too much attention, Zhao Cong, who was hiding among the twenty-one people, half-lowered his head, and was secretly scanning him with a vigilant gaze.

Many people couldn't help but cry with joy.

Seeing everyone's excitement, Chen Chunan couldn't hide it anymore, he said, "We can't go back for the time being." ”

"Why?" Zhao Cong, who was still full of vigilance, suddenly became angry.

"We've been stuck here for more than a hundred days, why can't we go back?"

"Didn't the domestic crew and those investors send someone to find us?"

......

More and more people cast angry eyes at Chen Chunan, and everyone questioned Chen Chunan, and many people sent the anger accumulated during this time on Chen Chunan.

Chen Chunan can understand the dissatisfaction of these people, but he also has a stomach full of anger in his heart and has nowhere to vent, if it weren't for these people, he wouldn't have come to this ghost place.

"Don't say it, it's not his fault that we're trapped here, what's the use of complaining about him?" or Li Tong was more rational and stopped everyone's angry questioning.

"How did you get here?" asked Chen Chunan to Li Tong.

"What's the use of telling you this, you can't get us out of here. Zhao Cong cast a hostile look at Chen Chunan for no reason.

Chen Chunan glanced at Zhao Cong, this person's strange behavior made him feel inexplicable, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Cong, just looked at Li Tong.

Li Tong glanced at Zhao Cong, stopped talking, and finally said: "The situation we came here is a bit complicated, how did you get here?" I don't know if it was because of Zhao Cong's threat, she didn't seem to be willing to mention this matter, and very cleverly led the topic to Chen Chunan.

Chen Chunan wanted to say that the reason why he came to this world was more complicated, and he didn't want to say in front of a beautiful woman that he was chased and killed by someone, so he was forced to come to this world through that door.

It's a shame to say that.

"Of course I'm here to find you. Chen Chunan answered Li Tong's question in a very general way, and then asked: "I heard you say that you have been here for more than 100 days, do you remember how many days you have been here?"

"One hundred and twelve days!" Zhao Cong interjected without thinking, but his tone was too unfriendly.

Chen Chunan felt that Zhao Cong was a stupid hat, and he was full of hostility towards himself for no reason, if it weren't for the two big beauties here, he would never suffer this anger in vain.

"How many days?" Chen Chunan deliberately ignored Zhao Cong, and always stared at Li Tong when he spoke.

"Are you deaf or deaf, I said, one hundred and twelve days. The more Zhao Cong spoke, the more angry he became.

Chen Chunan didn't speak, but Li Tong saw the anger in his eyes, and said helplessly: "We came here on February 24th, and now it's June 15th, so we have been here for 112 days." ”

As he spoke, Li Tong stretched out his white arm and asked Chen Chunan to look at the time displayed on the watch on his wrist.

Chen Chunan silently calculated in his heart that the passage of time in this world was indeed about ten times that of the earth.

"That's right. Chen Chunan changed the topic, looked at Li Tong and said, "Why are there only twenty-one of you, didn't you say that there are twenty-five?"

"They...... All dead. Li Tong's voice was a little low.

Chen Chunan suddenly remembered that when he and Liang Xiaofeng came to this world on the first day, they saw an arm that was already somewhat rotten in the forest, and that arm also carried a watch.

Come to think of it, that arm must have belonged to one of the four who died.

"Did they die in the forest?" asked Chen Chunan.

"How do you know?"

"Why do you have so many questions?"

Zhao Siyue and Zhao Cong spoke one after another, but Zhao Siyue's face was full of surprise and questions, while Zhao Cong glared at Chen Chunan angrily, and the hostility in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Li Tong was silent, and the others also avoided talking about this matter, the expressions on their faces were different, and they obviously didn't want Chen Chunan to continue to ask on this topic.

Chen Chunan suddenly felt that these people were full of strangeness, and they must be hiding something.

Especially Zhao Cong, the hostility in his eyes is by no means unreasonable, maybe it has something to do with the things they are hiding.

"Can you really communicate with the sheep people?" Zhao Siyue was very curious, she didn't believe that Chen Chunan could really communicate and communicate with the sheep people.

"Little Case!" When Chen Chunan turned around, he turned his head in a chic manner and glanced at Zhao Siyue.

The sheep people just left Li Tong and Zhao Siyue and others in the village, but the sheep people did not completely restrict their freedom.

In fact, as long as they don't go out of the village, they can move freely in the whole village.

But they can't understand the language of the sheep people, and the sheep people can't understand the human language, and the two sides can't communicate normally.

In their opinion, these sheep people are different from normal humans. The sheep-headed human body is very similar to some legendary man-eating monsters, so they dare not walk around the stockade for fear of it.

The village is not small, with hundreds of thatched huts.

Chen Chunan didn't know which thatched hut the old sheep man lived in.

Before, the old sheep man left after bringing Chen Chunan to Li Tong and others.

In many ways, sheep people, like humans, have some of the same emotions, at least the old sheep people are very human.

However, I don't know if there is the word "love" in the vocabulary of the sheep people.

Chen Chunan felt that it was necessary to communicate this question with the sheep people to satisfy his curiosity.

"Baa Baa ......"

"Baa, baa, baa......"

After a lot of effort, Chen Chunan finally found the old sheep man in front of the altar in the center of the stockade in his half-hung sheep language.

"Old Sheep Grandfather...... "The old sheep man is very old, and he doesn't remember how old it is, so Chen Chunan directly called it the old sheep man grandfather."

"We ...... Want to leave...... Open a village!" Chen Chunan said to the old sheep in sheep language that he was not very proficient in.

"No, I can't. The old sheep man shook his head directly and refused.

"For ...... What?" Chen Chunan asked suspiciously.

The old sheep danced and explained to Chen Chunan for a long time, and he introduced the situation of this mountain forest to Chen Chunan in detail.

From the old sheepman's account, Chen Chunan learned that this is a wide range of mountains and forests, and only the ground around the sheepman's stockade is a plain for dozens of miles.

On this plain, there are two major demon forces, one is the sheep clan where the old sheep man is located, and the other is the horse head human race. In addition to these two major demon forces, there are not many small forces like kobolds.

The horse-headed people are not as charitable as the sheep people, they are irritable and cruel, and even bloodthirsty.

However, in this mountain forest, the most dangerous thing is not the horse-headed people, but the mountains and forests that surround this plain, and there is a real peerless demon living in the world.

Perhaps, a certain big demon can sweep away the sheep and horse-headed people with his own strength.

Hearing this, Chen Chunan asked puzzledly: "Since those big demons are so powerful, why can the sheep clan and the horse head human clan still thrive here safely and soundly?"

"This is the reason why the sheep clan has been able to reproduce so far!" the old sheep man pointed to the altar, and there was a hint of awe and mystery in his eyes.

Chen Chunan stared at the altar for a long time, and this altar didn't find any other magical place in this altar except that it was incompatible with the architecture of the thatched house.

"Don't look at its appearance, it's the ancestor of our War Sheep Clan, made of blood, and can summon powerful power. The old sheep man said proudly.

Chen Chunan looked at the altar carefully again, he touched it with his hand, and a cold and piercing chill instantly invaded his body.

From a distance, it seems to be nothing more than a high platform rising from the ground, and there are seven crystal clear, jasper-like sheep skulls on the high platform.

Chen Chunan was told that it was the skulls of the seven great ancestors in the history of the War Sheep Clan.

At the moment of death, these seven ancestors of the War Sheep Clan condensed the energy of their whole bodies on the strongest skull, sealed it in the horns of the sheep, and melted their bodies into the altar to protect the descendants of the War Sheep Clan.

The war sheep clan in history, at its most glorious, was once one of the nine demon clans in the world.

Unfortunately, their clan eventually declined, and the specific reason for their decline is unknown. The clan canon in the tribe has been destroyed, and later generations cannot find any detailed information about the decline of the War Sheep Clan, and even the former glory is only a sporadic record.

When he said this, the old sheep man felt a little sad, and secretly hated that he was not able to lead the war sheep clan to the glory of the past.

Chen Chunan's mood was touched by the old sheep man, he looked at the altar, and his heart was full of respect and admiration for it.

Especially when he looked at the seven skulls, he felt admiration for the seven ancestors of the War Sheep Clan, even if he died, he would protect the future generations.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to feel up close whether there were still spiritual fluctuations of the seven sages remaining in those seven skulls.

"Don't touch those skulls. The old sheep man suddenly shouted.

Generally speaking, other races other than the War Sheep Clan could not approach the altar at all.

Before, when Chen Chunan caressed the altar, he was not forced back by the energy on the altar, and the old sheep man was already very surprised.

Those seven skulls contained extremely terrifying energy, not to mention people of foreign races, even the old sheep man did not dare to touch it easily, but when it spoke, Chen Chunan had already put his right hand on one of the skulls, and the place where he started was as cold as silk.

Just as Chen Chunan put his right hand on the skull, a streamer of light flashed on the skull.

The touch on Chen Chunan's hands was still very cold, but he felt that there was a bubbling warm current between his fingers converging towards his body, and he couldn't help but put his hands on his skull, and the warm current instantly filled his limbs, making him feel like a spring breeze and his whole body was happy.

At this moment, even if he didn't feel it carefully, Chen Chunan could clearly feel that the twelve meridians in his body were completely penetrated, just like in the legend, the ancient heroes were opened up to the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and the whole body was comfortable and full of powerful energy

Chen Chunan enjoyed this feeling very much, and was unwilling to let go of the sheep man skull.

Gradually, Chen Chunan found that more tiny meridians extended from the Hand Three Yang Meridians and the Hand Three Yin Meridians, and these meridians completely covered his entire upper body.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Chunan finally woke up from that comfortable feeling, and he reluctantly removed his hands from his skull.

When he looked up at the sky, he realized that it seemed to be another morning when the sun was rising.

The little lambs began the most important cultivation moment of the day again.

Dozens of lambs sat cross-legged around the altar facing the rising sun.

As they exhale and breathe, they exhale a breath of essence, and a fragrant white mist lingers between their mouths and noses.

As they breathed in, those white mist went in and out between their mouths and noses, and seemed to melt into the morning glow, condensing the essence of the sun and the moon.

"Could it be that this is the mysterious exercise that the Tao Te Ching says, 'the softest in the world, and the cultivation of internal strength is guided by qi, and the aura of heaven and earth is absorbed in one's own body'?" Chen Chunan muttered in his belly.

He was surprised to find that the little lambs seemed to breathe according to a certain pattern, and all the lambs were breathing according to this pattern.

They exhale and inhale at the same time.

In the altar, there seems to be a mysterious energy covering the bodies of these lambs, but this energy seems to be more to help them condense the power of lightning on the horns above their heads, and does not integrate into their breath.

After staring at them curiously for a long time, Chen Chunan also sat cross-legged in the middle of them, followed their rhythm, and began to try this strange method of spitting.