Firelight?

The man took the telescope and looked at it carefully for a while, and a fire in the distant mountain dissipated in a moment, and the clouds and mist were shrouded, and there was nothing to be seen in the mountain except the trees.

"Take a closer look."

He kept approaching Mt. Kanshiba from the ridge on the west side of Mt. Kanshiba, and when he got some distance closer, he would stop and take a telescope to look in that direction, and then continue to move forward, very carefully.

My Healing Game

"Hey, there's still a house?" In the tops of a tree, he saw a corner of a house hidden in the mist.

"How can there be people where there are spirits?"

In front of the hut, Wang Qian pondered about refining another magic weapon.

"Just use this scrap iron and reuse the waste."

Well? Wang Qian suddenly turned his head to look at the west.

"Laifu, do you feel anything abnormal?"

"Kiyoha!"

The earth dog raised its hind legs and scratched its neck.

"Didn't you? It felt weird just now, and there was a feeling of being spied on by others. ”

Wang Qian fixed his eyes.

Wangqi,

On the top of the western mountain, he saw a unique aura, black and red, like a faint ribbon floating in the air.

"There's someone over there!" He raised his hand and pointed in which direction.

The earth dog looked up in the direction he was pointing.

"It's still moving, it's coming in our direction."

A figure shuttled through the jungle, and the number displayed on the device, the size of a mobile phone, in his hand, was constantly changing.

15.2

17.9

19.8

The closer you get to the direction of "Mt. Kanshiba", the higher this number becomes.

"The aura index is so high, I didn't expect this to be a feng shui treasure, no wonder there are spirits!"

When he came to within 100 meters of the magic circle arranged by Wang Gan, the number on that instrument had already reached 32.3.

"This? So high! ”

Just as he was sighing, a cloud of black gas suddenly appeared on the tree in front of him, and there were two points of green light in the black gas, like floating green fire.

"Spirits!" The man instantly had a short knife in his hand, a mobile phone in his right hand, and took a photo.

He's here to investigate the spirit and gather as much information as he can.

Appearance, habits, abilities, and relevant news will be arranged again after being brought back.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a voice rang in my ears.

"Who?" He hurriedly looked around, and there were trees everywhere, but there was no one in sight.

"Spirits, can talk?" He looked at the monster in front of him and was shocked.

A spirit that can speak, and still speaks so clearly, like a human, this is no longer an ordinary spirit.

"I also came with a knife, I came prepared, and I came with blood and flames, and I am definitely not a good class!" Wang Qian, who was in front of the hut, sensed the existence of this person.

He raised his hand and drew a talisman in the void,

go

A ray of light passed through the woods and fell on the man, whose body froze and could not move.

"Can't move, this spirit can spell?"

He found that his body was not called, and he couldn't move if he wanted to, so he hurriedly recited the mantra, but it still didn't work. valley

"The spell doesn't work, this spirit is so powerful!"

Wang Qianyun lifted the "Divine Spell of Suppression", and the ground under the man's feet became soft, and his body slowly fell into the lower limit, as if falling into quicksand.

Move, move!

He frantically urged the "Qi" in his body, but he couldn't mobilize it at all, he could only watch as the dirt touched his neck and covered the top of his head, and the light in front of him disappeared little by little, and he completely sank into the ground.

I can't see anything, I can't hear sounds, only darkness,

He tried all kinds of methods, but his body didn't react at all.

On the ground, the black gas dissipated, the weasel revealed its figure, came to the ground, where the person had just fallen, raised his front paws and pressed it, pulled it twice, turned his head to look in the direction of the woods, and showed a few doubts in his eyes.

"If this kind of person doesn't boil up, most of them won't tell the truth."

"I'll take a look." Wang Qian closed his eyes.

Taiyi occupies the sky,

His divine consciousness entered that strange space again, surrounded by a field of stars, regardless of east, west, north and south, and countless rays of light in front of him, like a long river of time, came from an extremely far place and flowed to a very distant place.

Wang Qian thought about what he was thinking, and a lot of fragments appeared in front of him, like broken light and shadow, which contained what he wanted to know, or words, or a change of face.

Spirits, Yin House, Wei, Horses......

Soon, he withdrew from the state of "occupying the sky", and generally understood the cause and effect of the matter.

"It turned out that I came for Xiao Huang."

"The spirits in the mountains, ordinary people are afraid to avoid them, and some people actually send people to collect information, aren't they the same people as Wu An?"

In the midst of the land,

That man was in great pain, and there was no hope of living, and if he died here, even if someone came again, there would be no way to find his body, and he would not see anyone alive or dead.

Rather than wait for death like this, he would rather give himself a knife to make it happy,

He thought of his mother, who was alone at home, a man in her sixties, who looked forward to going back every day, and every time he went back, he always cooked a big table of dishes, and asked himself when he would start a family, and he avoided it every time with various excuses.

In the future, I will never be able to taste the familiar taste again, and I will never hear the familiar nagging again,

Now he's scared!

I don't know how long it took, but the earth flowed, and he felt his body move again, and the earth swelled, lifting him up from the ground.

He saw the light again, the cold moonlight, and the forest in front of him,

"What are you doing here?" It's still that voice.

"I, I'm looking for a treasure." He opened his mouth to speak, but the words changed when they came to his lips.

"Think again!"

The earth swelled under his feet, and his body sank again, and he was completely panicked.

"I said, I said, I am, woo!"

The mud and sand poured into his mouth, and he hurriedly closed his mouth.

"Isn't that telling the truth?"

Muddy sand wrapped around his body, and darkness and despair descended again.

"It's going to let me out, and it's going to let me out soon."

At first he was comforting himself, but as time went on, he remained imprisoned in the dirt.

The sound of chanting sounded in the hut until late at night, when the lights were turned off and I went to bed, and the mountains and fields were silent under the night.

Outside the hut, the man buried in the dirt had to stay in the dirt and endure the torment.

In prisons, there is a terrible punishment called confinement, where people are locked in a dark space where they cannot hear or see light.

It doesn't take long to stay in it, and people start to panic, because the dark enclosed environment has a great negative impact and oppression on people. Staying in it for a long time might even drive people crazy.

And the situation that this person is facing now is even more terrible, which is "buried alive", waiting for death, physical and mental oppression. What could be scarier than that?

Time passes slowly, silent darkness, desperately depressing, dreary.

His spirit was in a trance, he seemed to hear something, as if something was eating at his body, and he felt that his life was passing.