The mountain behind Longxi Village is quiet with quiet mountains and forests, dense ancient trees and beautiful scenery.

The entire back mountain was silent, and from time to time there were one or two low beast roars from the depths of the mountain forest, which was terrifying. But, overall, it is a deep mountain and old forest.

But for some reason, this mountain always gives people an eerie illusion, making people look at it from afar, and they are all frightened.

Su Hao rode the flame crane, hovering over the mountains and forests, looking down, his eyes thoughtful.

"Could it be where?" he muttered, a look of determination in his eyes. Immediately, in a flash, it turned into a streamer, and rushed into the forest from a high altitude in an instant.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, the trees are dense, and the long vines are intertwined, and they are everywhere.

Su Hao jumped down from the flame crane, grabbed a long vine, his body was as strong as an ape, and with a swing, he flew dozens of meters away and landed smoothly on a thick branch.

A chill hit instantly, causing Su Hao's body to tremble, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, the sunlight is difficult to shine in all day long, dark and damp, in the mountains and forests, there is a strong water vapor.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, because the ancient trees are too dense and cover the sun, it is difficult to discern the direction and it is easy to get lost. Su Hao stood on the branches, even according to the memory in his mind, it was still difficult to find the cemetery that had been nearby.

His eyes flashed slightly, and with a movement of his mind, the range within a radius of a hundred meters was clearly presented in his mind.

"Huh?"

His expression moved, his body flashed suddenly, and in a few jumps, he appeared a hundred meters away.

There is an ancient tree there, and this ancient tree is not unusual. It was surprising that this coffin was hung on the ancient tree.

This coffin is surrounded by dense long vines on the ancient tree, and the entire coffin hangs from the ancient tree, revealing a strange and serene atmosphere.

"It seems that this is the direction. Su Hao's eyes flashed, staring at the coffin and said.

This coffin was very impressive, it was the last coffin he saw when he left the cemetery many years ago. When Su Qingshan left with Su Hao in this coffin, a dried corpse fell from it.

At that time, Su Hao was taken aback. The dried corpse looked terrifying, very hideous, so that Su Hao had palpitations when he thought about it now.

Now that he has stepped into the path of cultivation and killed demon beasts, he has already surpassed many of them, and the fear in this mountain has also been reduced a lot.

After Su Hao groaned slightly, he slowly walked towards the front of the coffin, and there were vines everywhere along the way, intertwined into a net, filling every part of the mountain forest.

There was hardly any place to settle on the ground, as if five years had passed, and even the mountain road was covered by vines. The more this is the case, the more doubtful Su Hao's heart becomes.

"What the hell has happened in the last five years?"

It was as if there was a layer of fog covering all the facts that had happened, making Su Hao look unreal.

He walked all the way, not stopping, rampage along the way, he wanted to reach the cemetery quickly, to find out if there were any clues.

As he went deeper, there were more vines in the mountain forest, crisscrossing and dense, making it almost difficult to walk. But what is terrifying is that on top of these vines, a coffin will fall from time to time.

Such a strange scene, even if Su Hao knew that this was a burial place, he was still taken aback.

Fortunately, there was nothing in the coffins that had fallen, such as dried corpses, which had not yet existed.

Even so, Su Hao's scalp was still numb, and he felt more and more that there had been a lot of changes in this mountain forest, and I still don't know what it is. But Su Hao vaguely felt that this was related to the changes in the village.

The more I walked, the darker the mountains and forests became, and I couldn't see my fingers. It was almost difficult for mortals to walk in this mountain forest, and the deeper he went, the more frightened Su Hao became.

Before he knew it, he had come to a mountain peak, where the ancient trees were even denser, and the rocks were full of vines, and the vines were entangled, woven into a net, and densely covered the entire peak.

Su Hao looked up, and there were dense coffins everywhere. These coffins are no longer empty, but there are many foreign objects.

These foreign objects are either tattered clothes or bones.

He even saw that some coffins had half of the dried corpses hanging on the coffins, which looked hideous, skinny, and looked extremely penetrating. The eyes are sunken and covered with folded skin.

There are not a few of these coffins, Su Hao looked at it at a glance, at least there were no less than a hundred, and large and small coffins were hanging there like this.

A gloomy aura spread across the mountains and forests, a cold air rose from the bottom of my heart, and my scalp was even more numb.

"Why, has it changed?" Su Hao muttered, his eyes flickering.

A hint of bad premonition arose. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a coffin. The coffin caused his pupils to constrict violently. With a flicker, he leaped upwards and landed on the vines on the red coffin.

Su Hao stared away, there was a corpse in this coffin.

The corpse was dry and scrawny, and its entire body remained fairly intact. He has no other characteristics than a normal dried corpse. For some reason, the corpse gave him a familiar feeling.

It's as if you've seen it there sometime in the past.

This feeling is indescribable, inexplicable, but it is really slowly rising in his heart.

Su Hao stared at the dried corpse, silent for a while, and a sadness filled his heart. It was as if the coffin should have been buried with him, not the person in the coffin.

"Who are you?"

Su Hao stared at the dried corpse, tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the rich sadness spread, impacting his heart.

The cold wind blew on Su Hao's face, making him wake up from his sadness, he stared at the dry corpse, I don't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to see a person, that person stared at him like that, his eyes were expectant, reluctant, sad, angry, and unwilling.

It's complicated.

It was complicated enough to fill Su Hao's mind, and he was sure that this was the most complicated look he had ever seen in his life.

This kind of look pierced his heart, more painful than ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

In the silent mountains and forests, the wind blew silently, and a hundred coffins formed a unique scene, which was like hell.

The more he stared at the dried corpse, Su Hao's heart was even more stinging, the corners of his eyes were full of tears, and his head was about to explode, and the pain was incomparable. Something seemed to be quietly opening.

Tears blurred his eyes and blurred his vision.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the dried corpse seems to shed a drop of blood and tears.

This tear contains blessings, anticipation, and so much more, just like that look.

Suddenly, in his heart, Su Hao rose with a feeling that the world was vast and he was the only one who survived. It felt very abrupt, but it exploded clearly in his mind.

In a trance, he stood in the starry sky and saw relatives and friends leaving one by one with reluctance, anticipation and anger, and unwillingness, and in the vastness, he was the only one who survived.

A dream, tears without a trace...

A cold wind blew, and Su Hao woke up from his grief...