Trapped in such a cramped space, Wu Gen had to use his body to resist the broken beam and protect Zhang Yuan under him.

Even though Zhang Yuan captured himself from the Great Wind Village and became a servant. But in all fairness, since entering the camp, Zhang Yuan has taken good care of himself, openly and secretly, so Wu Yuan still can't do anything to abandon him.

Now that he is trapped here, after a long time, the food and water have been cut off, and I am afraid that even he will not be able to escape, Wu Yan can't help but feel a little depressed.

Turning his head to look around, he pulled out his saber and gouged it between the beams and columns, trying to dig a passage. As soon as he started his hand, the sand and gravel above his head fell in a slump, and the surroundings were shaky.

Wu Yan was frightened and hurriedly stopped, looking at this posture, if he was not careful, he might be buried alive in it, so he had to stop.

Sitting in the dim space, Wu Yan looked at Zhang Yuan's hideous and twitching face, and sighed, "Old Zhang, if you die, you will be in a dream, painless and injuryless, and you will be gone." But I, a person who will be the owner of the village in the future, have a great future, but I want to die here with you, and you say that it is not a loss. ”

Thinking of this, Wu Yan raised his head and pointed, "Thief God, how can I die here in vain if I am so good-looking." ”

Complaining for a long time, there was silence all around, but from time to time stones fell from the top of the head.

Frustrated, Wu Gen took off the wine jug on his body and poured it down, since there was no way to escape, he had to be a full ghost when he died.

Wu Gan's amount of alcohol has always been very good, without him, when he was in the village, a group of people gathered together to eat meat and drink wine, and they always had to tease Wu Gan to see him staggering and drunk. Over time, I have developed a good amount of alcohol.

After a long time, Wu Jian only felt that his lower abdomen was distended. Seeing that Zhang Yuan was still in a coma, he unbuckled his belt and faced the ruins around him, and a wave of heat rushed out.

Carefree.

was wearing a belt, and suddenly, Wu Yan stopped his movements and rubbed his eyes.

Where the urine was just nourished, the scene was a little blurry, like a little water dripping on a landscape painting, and the scene in the painting was rendered.

Wu Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, one hand supporting his cheeks, thoughtful. It is said that a child's urine can ward off evil spirits, could it be......

Looking around, it is said that he is buried under the rubble, and the surrounding area should be dark, but from beginning to end, the surrounding scene is clearly visible.

With a slap on the head, Wu Gen jumped up, "Which way of the evil ghost, dare to put down the phantom array to confuse the master, it is really Tai Sui's head to break ground, looking for death." Wu Gan closed his eyes and raised his knife to slash at his side.

With a bang, everything around it began to transform and deform, turning into thousands of fragments and flying in all directions.

The vision flipped and plunged into darkness, gray mist filling the place. The sky was muddy and chaotic, and the earth was dark and chaotic. Looking around, it is depressing and gloomy everywhere.

After experiencing the ghost, Wu Jian was not too afraid of this in his heart.

I don't know how long I walked, but I heard the sound of the river flowing in front of me, and in this lifeless space, it was like the sound of heaven.

Following the voice, what appeared in front of Wu Yan was a huge river. The river was blood-red, and from time to time something floated and sank in it.

Just as he was surprised, there was a sound of chains dragging around.

In the thick fog, a column of people in shackles and covered in blood appeared, their armor tattered and strung together by a chain hanging from the air, and they walked numbly by the river.

A gust of wind blew, and these people seemed to have been cut by countless steel knives, and thousands of fine wounds appeared, and the flesh and blood were blurred suddenly.

The people in the chains wailed in pain, trying to avoid the storm, but the chains held the shackles on these people together, and how could they escape, and they could only suffer the punishment of a thousand knives in the same place.

After the wind passed, the chains pulled these people who were already drenched in blood and walked into the river of blood one by one.

Suddenly, Wu Jian saw Zhang Yuan's figure in the crowd.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand to Wu Gan, his face full of pleading.

Just as he wanted to move, there was a bang, and the sound of chains sounded, and the thousands of people in armor all stretched out their hands towards Wu Gan.

Wu Yan stopped, clasped his arms with both hands, and looked coldly at all this in front of him.

Seeing that Wu Gen ignored it, these people's faces suddenly became vicious, and they cursed Wu Gen one after another.

At this moment, the surface of the Blood River rolled, and bloody hands stretched out from the water, and corpses floated up from the bottom of the river.

There are men and women, old and young, densely packed, forming a forest of corpses.

The corpses' eyes were full of resentment, and like a wild wolf smelling blood, they swam over and tore at the people who had just entered the river.

Seeing that they were about to sink into the river of blood, the people on the chain viciously pounced on Wu Gan and pulled him into the river.

In the river water, the corpses with broken stomachs and foul smell surrounded Wu Gen one after another, like a swarm of fish in the water, forming a big ball around Wu Gen.

Wu Gan closed his eyes, his head slowly sank into the river, and his body fell to the bottom of the river with the corpses around him.

Lying in the mud at the bottom of the river, after a while, Wu Gan's eyes suddenly opened, and the black flames around his body were swirling, standing at the bottom of the river, like a killing god.

Looking up at the sky, Wu Gen said angrily: "I have also broken through the ghosts, and we have also killed the ghosts, some illusions, and I want to trap the owner of this village." The knife in his hand was raised high, and he ran forward with his feet raised.

Wu Gen ran faster and faster, like a crazy bullock, and everywhere he went, the corpses were knocked away.

Splitting the river of blood, Wu Gen stepped on the chains that fell from the sky and ran towards the sky with all his might.

At the end of the chain, in the dark sky, a huge woman's face appeared, her eyebrows were like the first moon, her ears were hanging down, and her appearance was quite solemn. The woman looked down at Wu Gan, her eyes showing anger.

"Hahaha, the Lord is here. A small means also want to subdue me. Whoever dares to block my way is the fairy master, and he will be killed by death. Wu Yan smiled fiercely, raised the knife in his hand high, bent his body back into a bow, and slashed heavily on the woman's forehead.

With a click, a crack opened in the woman's beautiful face. The crack gradually widened, and the whole body shattered like porcelain. As the woman was scattered, everything around her was gone.

Wu Jian found himself back in the enjoyment hall, still in a posture of slashing with a knife, but his face was a little pale.

I never thought that this woman looked scary, and her methods were so loose that she could be easily killed.

Even if the illusion was broken, a lot of mental energy was consumed, and Wu Gen couldn't help but feel dizzy in front of him.

I stood up forcefully, and found that there was an extra worm around me that was as thick as a human waist and several feet long. At the front of the bug, there is a woman's face, and the face is full of horror.

Wow, taking a few steps back, Wu Yan held the knife in both hands and looked at the strange insect in front of him vigilantly.

After waiting for a long time, the insect fell to the ground and did not move.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yan stepped forward cautiously, and tentatively stabbed him with a knife, but there was no response, it turned out that the insect had already died.

Afraid of another accident, Wu Yan stabbed the knife into the body of the insect with all his might. With a snort, the insect's body deflated, shrunk little by little, and in the end, the whole body disappeared.

When Chang, a multicolored stone the size of a pigeon's egg fell from the sky. Holding it in his hand, his mind suddenly became confused.

This little stone has hallucinogenic properties, and it is quite a thing. It's worth the trip to get it. Wu Yan had to carefully put it away, hung the stone on his waist, did not contact his body, and dragged Zhang Yuan out of the hall.

When he got outside, the dazzling sunlight fell, and Wu Gen breathed a sigh of relief, and it felt good to be alive again.

Placing Zhang Yuan in the carriage, Wu Gan took some water and slowly poured it into his mouth.

Zhang Yuan's breathing gradually calmed down, and his face became calmer, and it seemed that there was nothing serious, but his brows were furrowed, and he was still unconscious.

Because of his body, Wu Jian didn't dare to leave immediately. Returning to Xiangtang, the three dead were buried on the spot, and when they were bored, they wandered around the sand-covered castle.

Walking on the wall that has been covered with sand, there is a gap in front of me, I don't know whether it has collapsed in disrepair or broken by a strong enemy. Even the surrounding sand is very small, revealing the ruined walls.

A knife hilt looms out of the wall, and the blade of the knife is deeply embedded in the stone. Wu Gan's heart moved, jumped off the gap and walked over, trying to pull out the knife.

I don't know how many years this knife has been inserted here, and it has become one with the wall, and it takes a lot of effort to pull it out.

Since cultivating the Yijing, Wu Jian thinks that his arm strength has increased greatly, and he can easily lift a horse when he is idle, but today he can't even pull out a knife.

Wu Gen has always eaten soft rather than hard, and his temper came up, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, piercing the horse's steps, secretly luck, and pulling it outward. Eventually, the handle began to loosen.

The sky suddenly rolled up with patches of clouds, an inexplicable wind blew, and the sand and stones on the ground swirled, whistling and smashing towards Wu Gan's body.

Squinting his eyes and looking at the sky, Wu Gen was angry in his heart, and he was noisy, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came today, this knife would be pulled out by itself.

With a shout, the knife was finally pulled out, and Wu Yan sat on the ground. Before he had time to look at the knife in his hand, he felt that the sky was spinning, the rumbling sound was endless, and the wall next to him was flying with rocks, and it collapsed for several miles one after another.

It took a long time for the smoke to clear, and the surroundings were calm again. The sun shines down from the clouds, and the wind and the sun are beautiful.

Phew, Wu Yan stood up from the sand with a disgraced face and looked around in surprise. The section of the city wall that was close to the city had all collapsed, and the sand and soil in the city were poured down, causing half of the city to be destroyed.

The thief's eyebrows and rat eyes looked around, Wu Yan covered his eyes and hurried towards the direction of Xiangtang, muttering: "I didn't do it, if you want to blame the ancestors, blame this wall for not being strong." ”

When he arrived at Xiangtang, Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this place was far away from the wall and was not greatly affected.

Sitting next to the carriage, Wu Yan had the heart to look at the knife in his hand.

This knife is a horizontal blade black matter, only half the size of a saber in the army, like a broken knife. Moreover, the blade was rusted and covered with red spots, like blood, and even the hatchet looked sharper than it.

It was originally a blood drink before the battle, but time flies, and finally the dust covers the ruins, and its owner has turned into a white bone.

With a sigh, Wu Yan casually threw the knife out. This knife is gone, it is better to stay here and always accompany its master, and it can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end.

But after a while, Wu Gen took it back again.

Legend in the army that the sword of a hundred battles is soaked in blood, and the evil spirit is very heavy, and when the sword is drawn, a vision suddenly appears, and there should be a lot of souls who die under the knife.

His barren mound ridge is not a peaceful place, so it is better to invite this knife back and make it a nightmare thing.

After waiting in Guancheng for a day, Zhang Yuan finally woke up. Looking at the unkempt Wu Gen outside the car, he hesitated for a long time and said, "Wu Gen, now I am dead or alive." ”

Wu Gen is concentrating on roasting the sheep's head, yes, it is the three animals in the sacrifice. Since the sacrifice is over, take it yourself and eat some, and you will not blame the ancestors.

Hearing Zhang Yuan's voice, he stepped forward to help him up, raised the sheep's head in his hand, and replied, "Do you eat?" ”

Zhang Yuan had been in a coma for many days, and he had already been hungry, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and understood what Wu Yuan meant, "What about the other three." ”

"Dead."

"Dead?" Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, and it took him a long time to open his eyes and ask, "Who was the victim?" ”

"My Master Zhang, you just woke up, it's not too late to eat something before asking. The reason why I've stayed here all this time is because I'm afraid of getting into trouble. If you don't wake up, I'll be a servant soldier, and I'll definitely be suspected, so I'll have to run away and go to Great Xia. Wu Yan said angrily.

Zhang Yuan sighed, sat up against the carriage, and took the food handed over.

Around the bonfire at night, accompanied by the crackling sound of sand willow branches burning, Wu Gan will enjoy everything that happened in the hall one by one.

Looking at the multicolored stone that Wu Yan took out, Zhang Yuan's eyes were confused for a while, his face turned pale, and he retreated again and again, "Quickly take this thing away." ”

Putting the stone away, Wu Yan asked, "What is that worm on a woman's face, which can actually take people's lives?" ”

Zhang Yuan pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "I once heard a warlock say that in the shady land of Huangquan Sand Sea, sometimes a kind of monster appears. This thing has a human face and is said to be the result of gathering remnant souls, but no one can tell its origin.

This insect is called a mirage, and it is not very powerful in itself, but it is good at demagogizing people's hearts, creating illusions, and living by absorbing people's negative emotions. Its illusion is very powerful, if you indulge in it and can't get out, you can only exhaust your essence in the illusion and die.

The five-colored stone, called mirage, contains the essence of a mirage, which can confuse people's minds, and ordinary people are not allowed to approach. This thing is extremely precious, and can only be born from mirages that have been cultivated for many years. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuan's face was a little painful, as if he remembered the experience in the illusion, and then said again: "I don't think you can actually kill the mirage, but you also have a special ability." Thank you very much this time, and I will definitely ask for credit for you when I go back. ”

Wu Gan waved his hand again and again, "My Zhang Tunchang, after you go back, you just say that you can kill the mirage by yourself and save me." ”

Zhang Yuan asked a little strangely, "Why is this so?" ”

Wu Yan sighed, "I'm a servant, if someone knows that I have this kind of ability, if I encounter such an evil thing in the future, I won't be the first to rush up to cushion my back." Brother Zhang, Master Zhang, for my sake of saving you, spare my life. As he spoke, he raised his hands above his head and shook them repeatedly.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a while, and then said: "What you said is true, that's it, wait a few days, I want to think of ideas, see if I can get a Chinese identity with you." It's just that the mirage may not be saved, so it has to be handed over as evidence......

Don't, take it farther away, so as not to mess with your mind. Looking at Wu Gan, who handed over the mirage without hesitation, Zhang Yuan was frightened and retreated.

agreed, Wu Yan casually put away the mirage bead and put it back by his side, but he couldn't see any discomfort.

Zhang Yuan also reacted at this time, since Wu Jian could rescue himself from the mirage, he couldn't say that he had any restraint skills.

But he didn't know that all this was due to him. Wu Gen has been in and out of the ghost snake many times in the Barren Mound Ridge, and his soul has been sharpened a lot stronger, so he naturally has some resistance to illusions and the like.

After a night's rest, the two set out on the road to return to the camp.

After walking out of the city for a long time, Wu Gan's heart suddenly moved, and he sat on the wheel and looked back.

I saw a crow hovering back and forth over Guancheng, as if looking for something.