When the torches were completely extinguished, only phosphorus fire remained in the small cavern. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe dark green light shone on everyone's face, making the people in the cave look at each other like ghosts.

The white light was not obvious in the phospho fire, but the white light of the same size at the four corners of the cave still attracted the attention of Han Feng and Bai Tong.

"Is it the trend of these things changing?" Han Feng looked at the closest point of light to him, reached over and touched the ground. Not surprisingly, nothing was touched except for a handful of soil. However, he could feel that the ground where the light was was much lower than the surrounding area, and it was clear that someone had tampered with them.

Bai Tong said: "I don't understand the situation. But...... Alas......"

Listening to the children's voices sighing is a bit creepy, and since seeing those corpses, Bai Tong has been sighing, but this is the first time since entering the cave.

Bai Tong had been following Han Feng for more than a year, and he originally thought that the person he was following was a nerd who realized it later, but after more than half a year, he found that Han Feng was actually a deep blank paper in Zhangcheng Mansion. This blank sheet of paper can be smeared, and no matter what is written on it, it will leave the clearest memory. And the most incredible thing is that after leaving the mark, soon this white paper was covered with a new layer of white paper, which made people think that he was still an after-the-fact nerd, at least from the outside.

Before Bai Tong realized this, it was a spirit creature with a broken mouth. Thousands of admonitions, all kinds of ridicule, this is the homework that Han Feng has to do every day. And in this kind of torture, Bai Tong unconsciously wrote a lot of things on the white paper, so one day he finally found that what he was living with was not a piece of paper, but a book.

After that, the broken mouth of the spirit creature slowly became more thoughtful, and many times the words were half-spoken. And when Han Feng couldn't receive Bai Tong's complete instructions, he always silently took the second half of the sentence with action, even though there were some omissions, but it was not so wrong that it was unacceptable.

After Chengjing Lake and Liu Quan separated, Bai Tong fell silent for a while, and after listening to Han Feng's analysis of the future, he vaguely felt that he was being put together. It didn't like this feeling very much, so it didn't like to deal with Han Feng for a long time, and of course, all of this was left out of the sky after returning to its hometown.

The sky, earth, water, and trees here were all familiar to it, and every time Han Feng took a breath of air, it remembered some things and fell into some emotion, and this emotional accumulation all collapsed today.

Twenty-four corpses reminded it of the scene when generations of people slaughtered into the forest a hundred years ago. The people who lay in pools of blood, the children who cried and cried "help", and even itself. It is a collection of previous Ajin priests before the Ajin tribe was enslaved, and among these priests, there is naturally the one who has been cursed......

It, or rather, mistakenly thought that it was the old rival of the Daiqing clan who had killed people for thousands of years, and it was only then that when they saw those lights, they realized a kind of desolation in this familiar feeling: it was their own people who did it.

"Then it's civil unrest. Han Feng only felt that his head was too big. Although it proves that it was not the Daiqing clan who killed the people, according to his previous speculation and the tone of "Lijiao", the two clans must not get along happily. Originally, the discord between the Yi people was already a headache, but at this time, if you add the discord within the Ajin clan, it seems that the situation in the Cangwu Forest is really not optimistic. Of course, these 24 people have been dead for more than 30 years, so now, 30 years later, I don't know whether the clan is unified or not, let alone what the cause of the civil strife was in the first place.

And in addition to the fact that the identity of the murderer gave Han Feng a headache, what he had even more headache was this way of dealing with it: "Why do you have to starve to death? Even if there is a rebellion within the clan, even if these people have committed a great crime, they should not use such cruel means to treat their own people." Isn't it even a stingy way to die a cheerful one?"

Bai Tong said: "This ...... As far as I know, in addition to the method of death, it is also a kind of secret ...... in our clan Whether you call it a spell or a formation, it's not a good thing in short. ”

"What do you mean?"

Bai Tong said: "Seeing these four points of light, the number of dead people is twenty-four, then my guess should be eight or nine." Han Feng, there should have been twenty-five people in this cave, and one of them escaped. ”

"Escape?" Han Feng was stunned, there was only one exit from the Silver Fir Tree in this cave, if this person could escape, how could the others be trapped to death.

Bai Tong continued: "I didn't say that he was still human when he escaped. If I remember correctly...... The one who escaped was the 'Human Gu'. ”

"Human Gu?" Han Feng rarely heard a new term pop out of Bai Tong's mouth, and immediately raised his interest.

Bai Tong said: "You have seen the deworming technique of the Daiqing clan before, and that is Gu. In short, the one who collects insects in the dish and fights and lives is Gu. Human Gu is naturally the same, gathering people in a dish, and the one who survives in the end is the 'Human Gu'. ”

Han Feng knew a little about the terrifying insect Gu, so when Bai Tong finished introducing the "Human Gu", he straightened up all of a sudden and sat up. According to what Bai Tong said, the three of them are now all in the place where this human Gu was once born, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be able to follow the path of this thing. He was confident that he was the most powerful of the three, and Wanrou was the most delicate of the three, and he didn't know what kind of opponent this thing liked.

Seeing this, Bai Tong hurriedly said, "Don't worry. To be a human Gu requires the number of five or five plum blossoms, the number of people should be twenty-five, the day of closing the door is the fifth day of May, and the most important thing is that the day of opening the door to take the Gu is the twenty-fifth day after closing the door. The lock was knocked apart, and it was obviously not opened, so it can be seen that no matter who did this Gu, he couldn't come back on the twenty-fifth day. ”

Han Feng sighed softly: "The lock was knocked apart, and the door was open when we came, what do you mean...... The human Gu is gone. ”

"Not bad. Bai Tong said, "If no one opens the door on the twenty-fifth day, then in another twenty-fifth day, the human Gu will be a free body without an owner." It has a lot of strength, and it is easy to break through the locks. ”

Han Feng nodded silently: "It's been thirty years...... Will it last that long? What if we do?"

Bai Tong thought for a while, and then said one word: "Run." ”

Han Feng was choked by the word Bai Tong and almost choked, he looked down at Wanrou, who was already asleep in his arms, and then glanced at the sunspot on the opposite side who kept twisting and rubbing against the wall, and suddenly missed Zhan Fan.

Zhan Fan was the first completely stunned young man beside him, but he was also the only brother who didn't have to talk around the corner. If Zhan Fan is by his side, he will have someone who can discuss, of course, the so-called consultation must be just a few simple words.

Han Feng closed his eyes, he could almost think of Zhan Fan's reaction to this matter: "If you meet it, you will fight." When Zhan Fan said this, he would most likely shrug his shoulders nonchalantly, or symbolically play two sword flowers.

Thinking about the last time they met, Zhan Fan changed his career and planted a tree, and the corners of Han Feng's mouth turned up slightly: I don't know if Ouyang Xiaomei is awake.

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