"Ahh

Tang Xinyu screamed suddenly, her legs weakened, and she sat on the edge of the pool.

Yang Ye's expression changed slightly, endured the pain, and struggled to stand up.

When he made his way to the waterhole, Fang found that all he was floating in the water was a pair of miserable white eyes, and there was nothing else terrible.

"Hey, that's the old man's eyes. ”

Yang Ye took a closer look at it, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look at the smashed corpse of the old man not far away, and found that those broken corpses were gone.

He was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and said secretly: It must be that the python was extremely hungry, and when he escaped last night, he ate those flesh and bones, but his eyes did not swallow it.

"Yang Ye, look, there are still things in the water. ”

Tang Xinyu gradually recovered, was stunned, and suddenly pointed to the waterhole.

Yang Ye looked at the place she pointed, and sure enough, she found that there was a black thing floating in the water, as if it was the skin of something.

Tang Xinyu glanced around, found a branch, reached into the water, and scooped up the thing.

"There's a grimace drawn on it, and a lot of small letters are written, you see. ”

She flipped it open and looked at it for a while, her face full of surprise, and spread it out in front of Yang Ye.

Yang Ye stared at it, and there was indeed a hideous and terrifying grimace painted on it, although those small characters were a little blurry, if you looked closely, you could still see what was written.

"The art of ghost control...... People are dying, their souls are leaving, and those who harbor grudges turn into ghosts and wander every night......"

"There are many kinds of ghosts, wild ghosts, terrible ghosts, and ...... ghosts"

"Ghosts have extraordinary talents, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon every night, and devote themselves to cultivating ......"

On that piece of vellum, the knowledge of ghosts was first introduced, and then a detailed record of "Ghost Control Tips", starting from the most basic opening of the yin pupil, sprinkled all over the vellum.

"Yang Ye...... Yang Ye...... Are you stupid, shouting at you?"

Tang Xinyu saw that he had been staring at the text on it, and his expression seemed to become a little strange, so he hurriedly pushed him, afraid that there was something wrong with this leather paper.

"Oh, I'm fine, I just think it's funny. ”

Yang Ye came to his senses, but in his mind, he wrote down everything on the leather paper without missing anything.

Ever since the mysterious wrench had helped him, his memory had become amazing, and he seemed to have learned a lot.

Many tunes that I couldn't play in my previous life can now easily play when I can think of a tune.

The flute, which I was not familiar with in my previous life, is now extremely proficient.

Inside the body, it seems that a sea change has taken place.

"This seems to be a very evil exercise, Yang Ye, do you actually find it interesting?"

Tang Xinyu glanced at the words on it a few times, and immediately frowned, and glared.

Yang Ye didn't argue with her, flipped through the parchment paper and looked at it, and said, "This thing should belong to the old man, presumably he is an evil cultivator." ”

"No matter what, they still saved us, and when your injuries are healed, let's worship him together. Also, I burned this thing immediately, so you don't have the idea to fight it. ”

Tang Xinyu picked up the piece of leather paper, warned Yang Ye, and began to start a fire on the stone not far away, and threw it directly into it, and after a while, it turned into ashes.

Yang Ye was secretly amused in her heart, but she didn't tell her, in fact, she had already inadvertently remembered it.

He felt that the knowledge in it was too much beyond his imagination.

There are really ghosts in this world, and they can still be seen.

"When I opened my pupils, I didn't know what the world in front of me would become. ”

Thinking about what he had in mind, he suddenly became a little curious.

"Yang Ye, you recuperate first, and then I'll look around to see if there is an exit. ”

Tang Xinyu said hello to him, and began to wander around the small valley again, hoping to find an exit by accident.

Yang Ye agreed, used his hands and feet together, climbed to the far side of the water pool, sat down cross-legged, and continued to cultivate the bone technique.

Time flies quietly.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the injuries on Yang Ye's body have finally healed, and the bones in his body have become more tenacious.

If he looked closely, he would definitely be able to find that the surface of each bone was faintly shining with a layer of gold, although it was very faint, but it looked extremely extraordinary.

In the past few days, Tang Xinyu has turned around all the places in the valley, but he has not remembered the specific location of each flower and plant, but he still has not found any trace of the exit.

She pretended to be calm on the surface, and while comforting Yang Ye, she was secretly anxious in her heart.

There is not much fruit left on that fruit tree.

If they can't find an exit, I believe that within half a month, both of them will starve to death.

On this night, the bright moon hung high and fell over the entire valley.

The moonlight on the ground is like water, flowing slowly, and there is a quiet all around.

Yang Ye sat on the grass, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Tang Xinyu piled up some stones and dead wood by the waterhole to prevent the giant python from sneaking up on it silently.

Other than that, she didn't have anything to do.

The valley is so small, if the python really wants to chase them again, they will definitely have no way to escape.

So while looking for a way out, they are actually waiting for death.

"Yang Ye, I miss my father and mother. ”

Tang Xinyu sat down next to him, hugged her knees, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and muttered.

From the beginning of the danger, to now, she has always remained strong, tonight, looking at the bright moon, looking at the night sky, she finally showed the soft side of the girl.

Perhaps after a few days of searching and suffering, she had gradually begun to despair.

"With your husband by your side, aren't you satisfied?"

Yang Ye sighed secretly in his heart, but pretended to be relaxed and smiled lightly.

The corners of Tang Xinyu's mouth curved slightly, but she didn't laugh in the end.

She lowered her head, pulled out a piece of grass, slowly wrapped it around her slender fingers, suddenly raised her head, and said, "Yang Ye, I want to hear you play the flute, you can play whatever you want." ”

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, but there were crystal tears in her clear eyes.

Yang Ye felt a slight pain in his heart, nodded, and took out the jade flute.

He raised his eyes, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and was silent for a moment before slowly putting the flute to his lips.

However, they didn't notice that in the pool of water, a huge triangular snake head was quietly exposed.

The giant python stared at the two of them coldly, and then quietly came ashore from the side, opened its bloody mouth, and swam towards the two ghostly.

"Woo woo woo...... Woowoooo......oo

"Woo woo woo...... Woowoo woo ......"

The sound of a low flute suddenly sounded.

The slow and poignant notes, like the moonlight of water, flowed out of the sound holes, and instantly spilled into the hearts of all the creatures in the valley.

The giant python slammed down, cocked the python's head, and froze in place.

"Woo woo woo...... Woowoooo......oo

In the previous life, the cold and snow soul flute in "Snow Flower Sword", under the performance of Yang Ye's exquisite skills, was like a natural sound that suddenly rose in the dark night, rippling like water in the valley.

The sound of the flute is like a thing, like crying and complaining, long and long, tactful and sad.

In the valley, except for the sound of the crying flute, which flowed slowly, everything else was silent in an instant, and even the blowing of the night wind came to an abrupt end.

"Woo woo woo...... Woowoooo......oo

The sound of the flute was low, but like ripples, along the valley, slowly floating, wave after wave, spreading in half of the forest.

In the night sky, the clear moon is like snow, reflecting the sound of the flute.

In the ancient forest, the sleeping animals and demon beasts moved their hearts at the same time, opened their eyes and ears, and stood up high, but they did not make any sound.

The whole forest, only the sound of the flute!

On the cliff, a slender black figure, facing the snow-white moonlight, like a stone carving, stood quietly.

At some point, snowflakes began to fall in the clear night sky.

In the moonlight, it is intoxicatingly beautiful.

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