A hint of foreboding welled up in his heart, and he raised his body and turned Lu Fengjian over, his pale face, dilated pupils, and dark lips already showed that he was already dying.

"Ah Jian, you hold on, I'll find someone to save you."

Lu Fengjian choked up: "Don't bother, I don't have a chance, there's something for you... Be sure to take good care of it for me. ”

After speaking, he took out the pocket watch from his pocket tremblingly, and stuffed it into Yue Guanchao's palm like a dying orphan, and before he could say the next sentence, he was already out of breath.

"No, the arrow wound is not blackened, this is not a poisoned arrow, but why did he die of poison."

Song Siyuan was puzzled, and looked at Lu Fengjian's cuffs when she was distressed, the shirt seemed to be wet with blood and stained into scarlet flowers.

Yue Guanchao lifted Lu Fengjian's sleeve like crazy, and his arm was obviously bitten by the corpse, which was exactly the same as Utuman's wound!

Silence, or silence, Yue Guanchao's mind was completely blank, like a dried fish, paralyzed on the ground for a long time before accepting this reality.

"I ...... How come I didn't find out that he was injured, if I had found out, he wouldn't have died? ”

Yue Guanchao held back his tears and slapped himself, but Song Siyuan hurriedly stopped him:

"You calm down, Feng Jian ran out with us, just because I was afraid that if he was injured, we would be distracted and accommodate him, and you can't live up to his intentions."

"Since you're out, let's take him home~"

At this point, remorse is useless.

Yue Guanchao was about to dig a pit with his bare hands, so that Lu Fengjian could sink into the soil for peace, but he dug only a few inches deep, and his bloody fingers suddenly hit a hard object, and he took a dagger to pick up the soil and take a closer look, this was actually the backpack he had already thrown on the altar.

As soon as I opened it, it was full of golden sacrificial vessels and golden shells!

Yue Guanchao rubbed his eyes, realizing that this was not an illusion, and he was in a trance for a moment, as if they were still sinking in that dark witch coffin ghost town.

Song Siyuan and Ah Ying sensed the problem and looked at the backpack, the three of them looked at each other, and their backs unconsciously jumped numb!

In the distance, the clatter of horses' hooves was getting closer.

Subsequently, a horse-drawn carriage stopped in place.

Yue Guanchao looked at the person who was driving, it was the shopkeeper of Yeheyi, Lao Lu.

"Lao Lu, how do you know that we are in danger?"

Yue Guanchao and the others recovered their strength, and asked this taciturn man, meeting the old man hundreds of miles away from Yehe Town, which made him feel uneasy.

"Utuman asked me to come!"

Lao Lu's face was full of sores, and he couldn't see a trace of emotion.

"How does he know we're in danger?"

Hearing this, Lao Lu got out of the carriage, looked at the shaking mountain, and sighed silently:

"He came to me shortly after you left, and asked me to wait for him in the back mountain, either to collect your body or to collect his body."

This sentence made everyone present silent for a while.

Yue Guanchao also thought that Utuman really entered Witch Coffin Town to arrest the treasure thief, so this old man knew how terrifying Witch Coffin Town was from the beginning, so he made plans in advance.

Even, he had realized that entering the witch coffin town would kill him, but in order to save his granddaughter, he still walked into the terrifying ghost town without hesitation.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains.

When everyone thought of this, they felt that something was blocked in their hearts, and when Ah Ying learned the truth, she kowtowed to the mountain like crazy, crying so much that she couldn't stop crying.

"Ah Weng, I know it's wrong, come back, I won't make my own decisions anymore, woo woo woo woo."

A Ying's desolate and sad cry echoed in the wild grassland of the Xing'an Mountains, but this time, no one would wipe away her tears.

Song Siyuan ran over and hugged the girl, constantly soothing her already strained heart, the day she found her parents was the time when her relatives were extinct, no matter what, she shouldn't have to suffer such a tragedy at her age!

"Ah Ying, the armored man does not live up to his mission, he is worthy of the prestige of the armored Taibao, but the dead are gone, the living are like this, you have to live for you Ah Weng."

Lao Lu took out the straw mat from the carriage, helped Yue Guanchao collect Lu Fengjian's body, and led them on the way back.

Over the mountains and off-road, the snake road passes through the forest.

When the carriage was far away from the Slope Mountain, Yue Guanchao looked at the window of the car, and the Crab Claw Ridge had become a single peak and wild mountain, and the altar of Su Shen was probably completely destroyed.

Song Siyuan may have been tired, leaning on the carriage and falling asleep, he noticed that Ah Ying was not in the carriage, opened the curtain and looked out of the carriage, Lao Lu was holding the reins and hurrying.

Hotaru tore off her remaining cloak, bit her finger to write down the Soul Summoning Mantra, and used the branches to make a spirit flag and hang it on the car.

Lao Lu still has feelings in the end, he and Utuman want to have a good relationship, otherwise they would not be so trusted.

When he saw that Ah Ying was going to summon a spirit, he instantly understood her filial piety, and took out the erhu with hot eyes.

As soon as the whip sounded, sorrow began to sing.

"The sky is misty, the earth is vast, the old man has no light when the stars fall and the moon falls; Sigh life, if a grasshopper, everything will rest when the time limit comes, fame and fortune are all illusory, and the grass and graves are a mound; Love is hard to give up, morality is unforgettable, mourning is not endless, there is no reason to look around the coffin, only knock a torch of incense on the soul; Huangquan land, the road is confused, teach people where to find Chunxuan Hall, weep in vain, think in vain, look at the broken cloud mountain and hold the pain, chant only the sky to listen, and wish to pray for Erzu to go to the west. ”

"Brother Utuman~Xiaolong~Xiaowu~Aniu~Ahu~, go all the way, the flag attracts the soul, and returns to the hometown ~~~"

Lao Lu is like a Qin artist in the northwest, his desolate and tragic voice resounded through the thousands of miles of wild forests, and a majestic and heroic atmosphere rippled between heaven and earth.

Somehow, the conjuring flags fluttered, and wherever the funeral song went, countless forest birds swirled and flew around.

A day later, Yue Guanchao and the others returned to Yehe Town after a hundred miles of detour, and set up their own clothes and mounds for Ah Ying to Utuman, and the two of them finally set foot on the road home after two days of repairing in the inn.

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