Mao time.

Brushing aside the verdant and luxuriant branches, he lowered his eyes and looked at the clear stream at his feet, in which the figure of a slender teenager was faintly reflected.

"Where is this?"

The young man lowered his body, took a handful of stream water in both hands and wiped his face, the cold feeling that penetrated into his bones soaked his cheeks, and he was much more conscious for a while.

This mountain stream is on the sunny side, and it is not subject to sunlight all year round, so this clear stream will be so shady.

Boom!

Without warning, a distant and majestic bell rang throughout the mountains.

The boy barely stood up, and a feeling of powerlessness came over him, and he almost fell into the narrow stream.

He looked down and looked at himself carefully, the black brocade robe made of silk was already hung with many tears from the branches, and the long black hair had lost the restraint of the hairpin, and hung down a little dishesively against the handsome and fair cheeks.

"My name is Ji ......"

The boy frowned, barely remembering his last name, but there was a sharp pain like a pinprick in the center of his eyebrows, which made the memories he had just had a clue fall into chaos again.

Boom!

The second bell rang again, but it was much sharper than before, and there was a faint sense of inexplicable weirdness, which made people shudder.

The boy crouched down and plunged his head directly into the clear water.

After a few breaths, he raised his head from the cool water, and the sharp pain in the center of his brow had been relieved a lot.

Stretching out his sleeve robe and wiping a handful of water droplets on his face, he sat down on the bank of the stream and breathed a sigh of relief.

Boom!

The third bell rang throughout the mountains!

The shrill and resentful screams rang with the bell and penetrated directly into the deepest part of his heart, causing the young man to shiver subconsciously.

"What the hell is this sound? The bells of an ordinary mountain temple would never be so eerie. ”

Before the murmur could fall, two consecutive translucent sound waves rippled from the distance, directly sending the boy flying several feet away, causing him to slam into a towering rock.

Flesh splattered.

After a few breaths, the boy barely sat up, and with a trembling hand, he reached out and touched his forehead on the left side, where there was a sharp pain like tearing bones.

Blood ran down his cheeks, and the pain from the wound almost made him faint immediately.

But when he looked up and saw the third translucent bell ripple slowly spreading from the height of the mountain range, he didn't have time to hesitate, he turned over and rolled with all his strength, and rolled straight into the narrow and deep mountain stream beside him.

A moment later, sonic ripples that were even more violent than the previous one swept in, shaking the ground and rocks, collapsing and splashing, and even the stream cut off.

……

Tick.

"My name is ...... Quarters, months, and years. ”

The boy looked up at the intermittent droplets of water dripping between the cracks in the rocks, and most of his face was covered with blood scabs that had not completely coagulated.

He finally remembered his name in the few memories he had left.

Ji Yuenian leaned on the damp rocks at the bottom of the stream, slowly relaxing. The wound on his forehead was shocking, and even the flesh rolled out, which at first glance looked extremely hideous.

Looking up at where he was for a week, Ji Yuenian realized that this place was a dead end at all, and the mouth of the stream that had just rolled down had already been tightly blocked by dense rocks.

Shaking his head slightly, he lowered his body, picked up a handful of cold stream water in the sunken stone puddle and wiped his face.

After cleaning up the blood stains on his face a little, regardless of the cold and dampness here, Ji Yuenian sat down directly in this dark and narrow mountain stream and closed his eyes.

His physical strength was too scarce, and he could only try to push away these blocked rocks after resting and barely recovering a moment or two.

I don't know how long it took, but the light revealed in the cracks in the rocks had completely disappeared, and it was late at night.

Opening his eyes with some difficulty, Ji Yuenian woke up from his slumber, and was greeted by a desperate silence and darkness.

His mouth was as dry as fire, and in the darkness he stretched out his hands and groped for the rock in front of him.

After touching it for a while, Ji Yuenian was able to touch the stone puddle with a little stream water remaining, picked up a handful of cold stream water and sent it to his mouth, and gradually moistened between his lips and teeth.

"This place is so damp and gloomy, if you can't escape for a short time, I'm afraid that you will really die in this mountain stream."

Ji Yuenian's thoughts flowed, and he tried to recall the forgotten memories again, but what responded to him was still the more and more intense needle pain in his heart.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold wind swept across his cheeks.

Ji Yuenian was forcibly enduring the pain in her eyebrows, but at this time, she was suddenly stunned, and her body trembled a little uncontrollably.

This place has been blocked by rocks, leaving only a few extremely small gaps, how can there be such a strong wind!?

A pale white halo gradually filled the mountain stream, dispelling all the deep darkness, and Ji Yuenian could already perceive it very clearly, and there was an incomparably cool aura behind him.

"Who is it!?"

After fixing her somewhat flustered mind, Ji Yuenian turned her head suddenly, and what caught her eye was a beautiful girl in a snow-white dress.

The girl stood in the air with her beautiful and fair feet, her long black hair hung down to her waist, her snow-white skirt was covered with a shallow moon-white halo, and her delicate little face was picturesque.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Ji Yuenian carefully, and the smile on her face bloomed like melting ice and snow, even making this dark and cold mountain stream seem to be filled with a little warmth that did not actually exist.

But the next moment, Ji Yuenian's pupils contracted suddenly.

The corners of the white-robed girl's red lips had been stretched to the limit, but they were still splitting towards the side of her ears, and after a few breaths, her beautiful little face had completely turned into a terrifying face with only hideous mouthparts!

"What a fresh man."

A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the wriggling mouthparts on the girl's face, and bursts of cold breath invaded, washing Ji Yuenian from head to toe, even a thousand times colder than the stream under her feet.