Speculation about the secrets of the past, once it begins, the mind must not be easily stopped.

Qiu Shaohu thought of many possibilities in a moment, but at least half of them gave up because they were too absurd, and the other half gave up because there was no evidence.

In the final analysis, this is only a secret of ancient times, and there is no way to verify whether anyone knows the truth or falsehood.

It is not even certain whether these murals are real or just far-fetched by posterity. Then it makes no sense to continue to dwell on these things.

At the thought of this, he couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

The resting place of laughter made such a big fuss just for this rumor, which I don't know whether it was true or not.

It's just that in this cave, even if he does laugh out loud, no one cares.

The flames of the Red Sun Rune gradually extinguished, and this was his last rune. The firelight is gone, and the four return to the eternal silence.

Qiu Shaohu had no choice but to use the brilliance of the star map as a thing of illumination, after all, he was already familiar with it.

Years ago, during his hard reading at night, he didn't know how many times he used the light of the star map to save oil for lighting.

The hazy light, the moment it approached the wall pattern, was noticeably brighter again.

Qiu Shaohu squinted slightly, and found that in the almost eroded mural in front of him, strange lines began to converge along the brilliance of the star map.

At the end of each ray of light, it extends to an unknown distance, where there seems to be a star corresponding to each other, but now there is only a blank space left, so the end of the light seems to be far away.

Only one isolated point of light appears the clearest, where it is transparent and bright, showing its uniqueness.

But only there, there is a special kind of tyranny and deceit, as if heaven and earth are going to be turned upside down by its birth, stirring up the chaos and fate of the world.

"Nine Nights, Seven Kills?"

Qiu Shaohu recognized this unique constellation, the most murderous star alongside the greedy wolf and the broken army.

And on the star map, there was a sudden burst of bright brilliance, and after the glorious end, the outline of the Seven Killing Stars was also printed upside down in a corner of the star map.

It was also from this moment that the incomplete star map invisibly made up for an extra corner, even if it was insignificant.

"The Seven Killing Constellations were also recorded in the star map, and because of this, did it sense it before?" Qiu Shaohu was puzzled because of this, "Who left this mural?" Why ......"

He placed his hand on the wall of the mural, trying to sense more details.

The rock wall is cold and rough, and it feels like a stone that has just been soaked in water, which makes it a little boring to touch.

Qiu Shaohu suddenly felt something unusual.

With the return of the Seven Killing Stars, his tactile senses were much sharper than they seemed to be.

Like now, just by the vibration of his palm, he vaguely noticed some unusual noises, and he didn't need to look with his eyes to confirm it, as he had done before.

From far to near, there seemed to be some irregular tremors, and with a huge momentum, it was rapidly approaching here.

A hint of alarm suddenly hung over his heart.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the hole behind him collapsed.

The entire cavern began to collapse, and countless rubbles fell from the top, burying the entire space in dust.

The frescoes on the rock walls began to crumble and peel away, and these treasures, which had previously recorded countless hidden treasures, were now destroyed and completely turned into useless debris.

It was as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and the entire top suddenly fell, squeezing out all the remaining space in the cave.

Qiu Shaohu was taken aback and didn't know what was going on.

But obviously, if he didn't do anything about it, he would be buried alive here.

I felt a glimmer of light from the side, and when I turned my head, I could see that the mural rock wall in front of me had another path in the collapse, and I don't know what strange power kept it intact temporarily, but there was no doubt that it was the only way for Qiu Shaohu to escape at this time.

Without hesitation, Qiu Shaohu quickly ran towards this precious passageway, feeling countless debris falling beside him along the way, and several boulders fell on his side, dangerous and dangerous, and almost saw him pressed underneath.

The storm of collapse spread here in an instant. The only way to get through is getting cramped in the dust. Qiu Shaohu left all these Qiu Shaohu behind, he only knew that if he couldn't leave as soon as possible, even this last ray of life would slip out of his hands.

Invisibly, Crisis Gratitude unleashed his potential, and he gathered almost all of his True Qi on his legs, rushing outward at an unprecedented speed.

Even the falling rocks were knocked away by him, and nothing could stop him.

The cave was deep, and the hard-won light in front of it became smaller and smaller from the entrance to the naked eye, almost completely cut off.

Qiu Shaohu was in a hurry, and his speed increased again, almost no slower than Wu Jingxing.

The hard-won light in front of him was suddenly suppressed by a strange darkness.

It was a peculiar stream of rubble, mixed with a large amount of water, mixed into a mudslide-like form, which came out of nowhere, and flooded the entire cave in an instant.

Qiu Shaohu was hit by this stone flow, and his eyes suddenly turned black, and he couldn't feel anything anymore.

In the darkness, helplessness fills the senses, and even the sound of air currents is extremely luxurious.

Dead silence, absolute dead silence, but not empty.

Everything is approaching, approaching, like despair, choking people's necks, and they can only accept being strangled by it, but they can't resist.

Even the concept of time seems to be blurred. So Qiu Shaohu didn't know how long it took for him to regain consciousness.

The first feeling is that it is difficult to breathe, and every breath of air you breathe in, the next breath becomes more luxurious. Because in a confined space, air is inherently limited.

He could barely move, as the rubble filled every corner around him, holding his limbs in place, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

Even with every exhalation, because his chest was squeezed and narrowed, the rubble around him would automatically roll over, filling this precious gap, and he couldn't even expand his chest and take an extra breath.

Is this the final ending?

He was a little hard to take.

Perhaps, what else can I do to resist?

For example, when you are about to be suffocated, at the last moment of suffocation, you should use all your strength to breathe as hard as you can, take a big breath, and use your struggle to tell this desperate world that you haven't given up in the end?

Maybe this is a good ending, at least I have worked hard and struggled.

It's like being left alone in the snowy mountains, desperately waiting for the sun to rise day after day.

Like this......

Wrong!

A light suddenly flashed in Qiu Shaohu's heart.

No, it shouldn't be that way!

It's not something you're supposed to do.

What is the difference between using one's own efforts as an excuse to wait for the end of death with peace of mind and self-deception?

This should not be your choice.

Now, I shouldn't give up.

Just like in the snowy mountains, even if you exhaust your strength to climb hard, even if you lose all your weapons and bite with your teeth, you will not let go of those damned wolves who try to eat your own flesh and blood, you will bite them to death one by one!

I can't stop here yet.

I still have a lot of work to do!

The people who died in Yundi Village, Yang Mo, Tan Ying, Zeng Hui, Qin Yao, and Mu Fangjie...... The vengeance of the many living beings who were originally alive has not yet been avenged!

And those who deserve to die, they have to kill themselves!

I don't know who they were, but they all had to be killed! Even if you chase them to the ends of the earth, even if you chase them to hell, you have to kill them one by one!

I can't just die here like this!

The icy cold water dripped down his face out of nowhere, and the cold feeling stimulated him a little more sobering and invigorating.

The little boy Tan Ying once told himself that if he was trapped in a cave, as long as he could find a water source, he would definitely have a way out.

In Yundi Village, Tan Ying's father used to be the best craftsman, and he often went to the mountains to explore in search of materials, and no one knew these things in more detail than him!

Qiu Shaohu struggled to move his whole body and crawled towards the source of the current. The surrounding earth and rocks are an obstacle to progress, and they need to be cleaned up first.

But now I can't move my hands and feet, and this originally easy job is now extremely difficult.

But it doesn't matter, I can't move my hands and feet, but I still have a mouth.

He opened his mouth wide, swallowed the dirt and stone in front of him, and spit it out to the other side, digging out a little narrow pathway.

Qiu Shaohu kept opening his mouth and repeating the process, sometimes swallowing the soil and stone before he had time to spit it out, so he swallowed it into his stomach. The narrow passage gradually opened up in this savage excavation, and the traces of the water became more and more obvious.

Finally, I don't know when, the water trails converged into a trickle, seeping out of a tiny hole in front of me. Qiu Shaohu bit down there with his mouth, and the last bit of earth and stone was lifted, and the turbulent water rushed in instantly, and a powerful vortex swept through, sweeping his body, and his body rolled out involuntarily.

The turbid water soaked his whole body, and slowly became clear again, Qiu Shaohu barely stabilized his body from the loss of bearing, and struggled to swim through the turbulent water.

The water slowly turns from deep to shallow, and the scenery from the shore is vivid. In order to lighten the burden, Qiu Shaohu untied the box behind him and threw it far away from the shore.

In the light swimming, with the sound of "banging" water, Qiu Shaohu finally stretched his head out of the water, greedily breathing in the hard-won fresh air.

Immersed in the water, he had reached the shallow water, stood up with his soaked body, and stumbled towards the shore. When he walked to the sandy ground of the tidal flat, he suddenly went limp, and suddenly fell to the ground.

It turned out that he was already exhausted after a toss. I didn't care about my mental concentration before, but when I relaxed a little, I immediately felt endless tiredness.

Falling on the beach, gasping for breath, Qiu Shaohu opened his eyes and saw the mountains in the east.

As the sun rises, the sun shines through the clouds, scattering a pink glow, and the rays are connected to each other and reflected on the distant mountain ground. The verdant trees are gilded with a golden edge, neatly arranged and solemn, like a broad road.

On the road, everyone can embark on a smooth road and start a new day.

Qiu Shaohu suddenly laughed.

He was embarrassed, but he sat on the ground and laughed.

Tan Ying once said that he was right, as long as he followed the direction of the water source, he could get out of trouble.

I finally survived the most dangerous catastrophe, and I can finally live!

The sound of laughter was like the roar of an eagle and the cry of a crane, and it resounded in the valley for a long time.

Until his throat is dry and he can't make a sound anymore.

Then I only felt a burst of nausea, and the feeling of turning over the river and the sea came up, Qiu Shaohu lay next to him and vomited, vomiting out all the soil he had just swallowed.

The feeling of sand and gravel filling the mouth is almost maddening.

After a few moments, everything fell silent.

Qiu Shaohu just wanted to lie down directly and have a good rest.

"You've got the guide?!"

A cold breath, accompanied by an equally cold voice, suddenly came from behind.

Qiu Shaohu reluctantly turned around and saw the old woman standing there in the resting place before.

Her gaze was like a hook, as if she was about to penetrate Qiu Shaohu and dig out his heart directly.

At this time, the old woman was covered in dust, her white hair was scattered, and the corners of her mouth and nose were bleeding, almost as embarrassed as Qiu Shaohu.

Only a pair of eyes are still extremely fierce.

Qiu Shaohu's heart tightened.

At this moment, he has no strength, and he has no power to resist at all.

There were still a few Thunder Wash Beads left in the trap box, but the box had just been thrown aside by him, and it was completely out of his hand at this time.

At this point, there is almost nothing else left.

The old woman faltered and took a step towards Qiu Shaohu.

This was a single step, and it seemed to exhaust all her vitality. Then, for some reason, he fell softly, and there was no more breath.

Another figure stood behind her, watching it all and sighing, "Alas, sin." ”

"Master Takelai?" Seeing the identity of the other party, Qiu Shaohu blurted out.

The person in front of him is the head of the Lingchuan Sect, and he is also the head of the Bamboo Lai Dao who has been missing for a long time.