Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Nameless Tombstone

Five lines of different colors converge to form a midpoint, above which seems to be a tombstone, in front of which a small white animal is standing quietly upright on the ground, giving the illusion of piety.

When Xiao Bai saw this picture, his eyes flashed instantly, and he kept jumping vigorously, while jumping, he also took time to tear Han Fei's clothes, as if he wanted to lead him somewhere.

Han Fei carefully crouched on the puzzle, trying to see what words were engraved on the tombstone at the midpoint. However, because the puzzle is so old, the font on it has long been blurred, and it is impossible to distinguish it clearly.

Since he couldn't see clearly, Han Fei no longer insisted, clearly engraved the image in his mind, put away the fragments and put them in the treasure box, got up and ran in one direction with Xiaobai.

The mass burial mountain range, the terrain is uneven, and there is a waterfall in it, hanging on a high cliff. As you pass by the cliff, you will see cold water vapor rushing in your face, and the ground will be covered with stones of all colors.

Skirting the cliff, very close to the overhanging waterfall, piles of stones of various sizes are lined up. Passing through the stone forest, in front of a towering hill, suddenly stood a huge round-headed stone monument. There were many vultures hovering around the stele, but they all kept a distance from the stele.

"Isn't this a tombstone on a puzzle?!" Han Fei exclaimed, and the font that he hadn't seen clearly after trying for a long time actually appeared clearly in front of him so quickly!

The stele rises from the ground, looking as if it has grown directly from the earth, and although the handwriting on the stele is somewhat damaged, it is still clear and does not affect the recognition at all. Around the font, a string of dense boys is all over, revealing a mysterious aura like runes.

"The body is like lightning, the claws are like life, pulsating the world"

"Even if there is a peerless power, once the ghost is still alive"

"Yin Soul?!" Han Fei frowned, "Could it be that there really is a Yin Soul in this Mass Burial Mountain Range?"

"This is obviously a tombstone, but I don't know what is buried under this tomb and what kind of connection it has with Xiaobai. ”

Han Fei's heart was turbulent, it was obviously a tombstone, but there was no name of the person in the tomb, no clear deeds of the deceased, and no signature of the person who erected the tombstone, but instead wrote a strange couplet. Although the number of words is small, it is difficult to understand.

"Why did Xiao Bai bring me to this tombstone?" Han Fei's eyes showed a hint of contemplation, this tombstone was obviously something a long time ago, standing in front of it, he could even feel an ancient atmosphere. Although I don't know the burial and people in the tomb, it can be concluded that this person was absolutely extraordinary in his life!

Thinking of this, Han Fei had already gone around to the back of the stone stele. Xiao Bai stood in front of the tombstone, suddenly rushed to the stele, stood on a protrusion, and jumped up and down excitedly.

"Click!" there was a slight noise.

As soon as Han Fei was about to get close to Xiaobai, he felt that the ground began to tremble, and a powerful suction force pulled him towards the stone tablet. At this time, cracks slowly appeared on the ground under the stone stele, and a long and narrow black crack gradually expanded, like a big mouth that slowly opened, and the next moment it was about to swallow Han Fei into his abdomen.

The cold air, a large amount of white mist erupted like a volcanic eruption, cold to the bone, instantly swelled and swept around.

"Whoa!"

Where the white fog went, the stones on the ground seemed to freeze and shatter instantly, and a thick layer of powder spread out on the flat ground, which accumulated to half a meter thick, rolling like a tidal wave, and completely covered the stone monument within dozens of meters as the center.

"Ahh

I don't know when, Xiaobai has returned to Han Fei's shoulder, feeling the mutation around him, not only is he not afraid, but he is extremely excited to hiss in Han Fei's ear.

At the edge of the ice crystals and stone powder, Han Fei showed a look of horror. I saw that on his body, starting from his feet, a thin layer of ice crystals had begun to freeze rapidly, spreading to his whole body, and in a blink of an eye, the whole body was sealed by the thick ice cube for nearly half. It will be turned into an ice sculpture and stand in front of the monument forever.

"What's the mystery of this tombstone, it's terrible"

Even Han Fei had to raise the battle qi of his whole body at this moment, raise all his essence and spirit to the peak, and be ready to jump out at any time.

Curiosity, curiosity can not only kill cats, but also kill people, Han Fei smiled bitterly.

"Ahh

Just as Han Fei was about to jump up and jump away from the tombstone, Xiao Bai took a step ahead of him and jumped into the half-open crack on the ground.

"Xiaobai!" Han Fei scooped it up, only touched Xiaobai's fur, but failed to stop Xiaobai's falling figure, just like that, the suction in the crack suddenly flourished, and one did not hold it, Han Fei followed Xiaobai and fell into the tomb

The cold air gradually increased, and even the battle qi wrapped around his body did not have any anti-cold effect, Han Fei only felt that his body kept falling in trembling until his whole mind was unconscious.

The white mist quickly returned, and the cracked earth had also closed, leaving behind a two-meter-high stone powder that completely covered the tombstone, and there was no trace to be seen

"What the hell! What the hell are you?!"

A voice hovers in an enclosed space, appearing agitated and high-pitched.

That's right, the owner of the voice is Han Fei who fell into the ancient tomb.

I don't know how long it has been falling, in short, Han Fei in the fall has lost all consciousness, only knowing that his body is accelerating in a barrenness, and then falling into a golden ocean, and when he opens his eyes, he is already in this closed space.

Han Fei stared at the golden yellow color of the four walls, which was like the arrogant and frustrated light emitted by a large fireball that was about to be extinguished. He stretched out his finger and stroked the wall, and the whole finger was plated with the color of the setting sun, as if it were transparent.

I don't know why, at this time, Xiaobai has lost his initial excitement and looks extremely depressed.

Time passed, and there was no reference to let Han Fei know how long he had been here, he took out some food from his waist bag and handed it to the listless little white mouth, but Xiao Bai didn't seem to see it, his eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, and he didn't mean to eat.

Not to mention Xiaobai, even Han Fei, who has always felt calm, is afraid that if he continues like this, he will go crazy.

There were drums and summons in his ears all the time, it was a mysterious power that shook people's hearts, but Han Fei couldn't find any exit in this enclosed space, and the sound seemed to ring directly in his head.

After a whirlwind, Han Fei sat on the ground softly, picked up Xiaobai, who was also mentally depressed, put it on his lap, shook his head and chuckled helplessly.

"Hey, could it be that this trip to the Mass Burial Mountains is really the wrong one?"

"Or shouldn't I be so arrogant and think I can face any contingencies?"

In Han Fei's heart, a voice kept denying himself.

"No, I don't need to regret my own choice! I have done it, even if I fail, it is better than regret!"

"Yes, I believe in myself, I always believe in it!"

At this time, Han Fei suddenly and slowly regained the self he almost lost, his eyes suddenly became extremely dazzling, and he was more radiant than ever.