It was a very quiet mountain road, but the sound of horses' hooves gradually came. The flying dust was swept up by the wind, and the sky was a little dark. However, this is not the scariest of all. If you want to say that the most terrifying is probably the dark clouds that streak across the sky.

"Gah! Ga! Ga......! "No, this is no ordinary dark cloud. For there is not a single dark cloud that can drift towards the people with the sound of birds. Unless it wasn't a cloud, but a flock of birds, a flock of black-black birds—crows.

And so it is, it's a flock of crows. Everyone panicked and was momentarily attracted by these crows of unknown origin. What made them feel even more strange was that this group of crows actually carried a black coffin from the sky and stopped not far in front of them.

"A vision from above? Visions from heaven! This... I'm afraid... Unlucky? One man was so frightened that he fell off his horse, and crawled to the side of a red horse. Looking at the people on the horse, he said tremblingly: "Altar... Altar Master, I... We may be more than lucky! There could be dead people here, I... Hurry up! ”

"Withdraw?" The man on the horse looked at the scattered and screaming crows on the black coffin in front of him with a blank face, and then glanced back again, and said to the person in front of him without changing his face: "Cai Fu, do you know that the reason why we were able to escape was because of the head of the house, and we survived!" Now, because of this coffin, you are afraid to move forward, where is the man's anger? It's better to act like this, it's better to be a woman! ”

"Bang! Syllable! Syllable...! For some reason, there was a nameless sound in the coffin in front of everyone. The gripping heartstrings were suddenly jumped to the knot, and even the baby in the woman's arms was crying at this time.

The woman glanced at the people under the horse, with some sympathetic eyes, and said, "Since he wants to go, let him go." Now in danger, one can escape one. ”

Zhao Yueheng looked at Lu Wan'er very understandingly, nodded to the people under the horse, sighed, and said with a hint of hope: "For a while, don't go to your heart." All right! Let's go! If you leave, you will never come back. I hope that in the future, I will not live a life of worry and worry all day like us. ”

"Thank you, ma'am! Thank you, Altar Master! The sound in the coffin made Cai Fu even more frightened, so he jumped on his horse and walked away.

"If any of you leave, let it go, and there is no need to follow me to risk your innocent life."

"The altar master is a hero in the world, and it is my honor to be used by the altar master! We will follow the altar master to the death! Never leave! Everyone shouted in unison, and the indescribable pride and ambition were revealed in the eyes of everyone.

"Good! With you by my side, my Zhao Yueheng is not in vain! Zhao Yueheng swept everyone's cheeks, and then his eyes fell on the baby Zhao Zhengxiang who was less than a year old in Lu Wan'er's arms.

"Madam, good life is with us. If you go this way, I am afraid that there will be more disasters! You have to take care of yourself! Zhao Yueheng said solemnly.

"Don't worry! The carriage is here, I am here, the carriage is dead, and I am also..."

"Nope! I don't need you to swear a poisonous oath. Whether we go or stay, we can only resign ourselves to fate, and I hope that everything can be as people want, then it couldn't be better..."

"Hiss~~!" Before everyone noticed, the horse's front hooves were high and Cai Fu fell off the horse.

"Ahh Cai Fu covered the door with his hands, let out a miserable scream, and staggered up from the ground. Looking at the unsteady and distorted back of that moment, everyone was pinching a cold sweat for this, not knowing what happened to Cai Fu.

When Cai Fu turned around to face everyone, a large stream of white gas began to evaporate from his body. In less than a moment, Cai Fu's limbs stiffened, turned into a dried corpse, and fell to the ground.

It was a cold wind with a warm current, attacking Zhao Yueheng's front door.

But seeing that Zhao Yueheng was not left behind. The sword in his hand was drawn in an arc, and only a "ding" sound was heard, and the finger-sized stone was blocked out of his body and landed in a field of grass.

"Z~" The situation is really unpredictable, the grass withered and turned into a puddle of ashes in an instant.

"Sure enough!" Zhao Yueheng seemed to understand something, and immediately instructed everyone: "Everyone should be vigilant, don't let phosphorite touch your body, once you touch it, you will be sucked into a dried corpse in an instant!"

When the crowd heard this, they immediately strengthened their vigilance.

"Who is it? Get the hell out of here! Zhao Yueheng looked at the wooden coffin in front of him.

There was no one around to answer, in response to Zhao Yueheng's questioning, it was still the clattering sound coming from the coffin, and the hoarse crow that stayed on the lid of the coffin.

As the sound grew louder, the crows flew up with a scream and landed on the branches of the surrounding trees.

"Bang dang~!" The lid of the coffin was knocked to the ground by someone who did not know how. A fishy white smell rose from the coffin, slanted like the bent waists of the women of the festival.

The slightly mysterious and slightly terrifying black coffin did not attract everyone to watch. These people just watched the scene in front of them on horseback.

This is an ironclad fact, a fact that cannot be decadent... No one can erase what is in front of them, and no one can depict its true place, because what is happening before their eyes is such an unfathomable myth, perhaps it is not a myth, but bad news.

That's a hand. This hand is not as white and red as you can see, with a little softness. He was just a true image of a lost body, but he also had the same demeanor as he was when he was alive.

The screaming hand rested on the edge of the coffin, driving his upper body to sit up.

The breeze was dignified, like a carved monument rising from the coffin. His silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, and his deep-sunken eyes, as well as some black, incomplete teeth, were not in harmony with the silver hair on top of his head. Until the whole figure walked out of the coffin, everyone was stunned.

No way! It really can't be! But what was happening in front of them was true, and they had to admit it.

It was a corpse, a skeleton that walked as freely as a living person. Although it was a corpse, it could also be seen that it was an old man. Because on his left side was a cane embroidered with patterns.

The sky, for some reason, was darkened at this time. And the withered dry bones in front of him have become a focal point between heaven and earth. All the light, all the air, a little bit of debris suddenly converged on the bones.

Under the dazzling white light, everyone couldn't open their eyes, only feeling the surrounding air flow converging on the dry skeleton in front of them.

For a moment, everything seemed to stand still. What appeared in front of everyone was an old man who was approaching his eighties.

There is a hint of cold light in the slightly squinted eyes, which definitely makes people unable to see the temperature. The pale beard was quietly blown away from its original track by the breeze, and the obscene cold wind did not dare to make a sound because of the sudden appearance of the mysterious old man. Everything around seemed to stop because of the sudden appearance of the old man. However, the crow on the branch did not lose its original limelight, and hissed non-stop. Not only that, but the voice seemed to cry out more mournfully and mournfully than before.

Zhao Yueheng and the others all looked at each other, not knowing what was going on just now. How could this mysterious white bone suddenly turn into a living old man in front of their eyes.

"Ahem! Cough! The old man coughed lightly twice, took two steps forward slowly, slightly fascinated his eyes, and asked everyone in a hoarse voice, "Where are you going?" ”

Seeing this, Zhao Yueheng was puzzled, looked at Lu Wan'er, and then replied with a deep smile: "The old man can guard the mountains alone, don't you know where we are going?" ”

When the old man heard Zhao Yueheng say this, he raised his trembling hand, pointed at the people in front of him, and said, "You... You're... It's so unbelievable! ”

Lu Wan'er seemed to be a little unbearable, but the sudden appearance of the old man made them have no choice.

"Dare to ask the old man what his surname is, why does he live in this mountain, does the old man have no other relatives?" Zhao Yueheng continued to ask.

"The old man's surname is Feng, and he is called Feng Lao..."Feng Lao suddenly stopped, seemed to notice something, pointed to Zhao Yueheng in front of him, and said angrily: "Cough! Cough! You... This young man... It's so unbelievable! I don't understand the rules at all! You... You're not going to get old... When people watch? ”

Seeing this, Zhao Yueheng just smiled lightly and said, "The old man thinks too much!" I just couldn't figure out for a moment who had such no conscience and threw the old man on this mountain road alone. Don't you know how many jackals, tigers and leopards are on this mountain road? In case something happens to the elderly, that's not good! ”

"Good! All right! Today's young people are really good at playing tricks! Pointing at Zhao Yueheng on the horse, he commanded: "You... You come down! In a high place, do you treat the elderly like this? ”

Everyone looked at Zhao Yueheng, and the Feng guy in front of him was indeed suspicious. Now, let Zhao Yueheng get off the horse and answer him, this is probably not as simple as it seems.

"Old man, if we have any offense just now, please forgive the old man. Now we just ask the old man to make way and let us pass in a hurry, and we will not be embarrassed by the old man. Lu Wan'er asked Feng Lao one step ahead of time, so as to avoid Zhao Yueheng from being unexpected.

Lu Wan'er's answer caused Feng Lao's eyes not to lock on her, but to Zhao Zhengxiang, a baby in her arms who was less than a year old.

"It's... Can the child... Let the old decay see. ”

Kaede's questioning caused everyone to become suspicious and suspicious. Lu Wan'er looked at Zhao Yueheng and hesitated. Once this maple guy has evil thoughts, won't his children fall into danger again. Thinking about the consequences, I was afraid for a while.

"What? Even the kids... I don't want to... Cough! Cough! To give... Decay look? Could it be a suspicion... Old decay is not good for this child? ”

"The old man thinks too much, we are just in a hurry to leave, and we don't dare to delay time for a while." Zhao Yueheng hurriedly explained.

"In that case, what are you hesitating about?"

For this reason, Zhao Yueheng did not dare to hesitate, but he was still worried in his heart. Jumping off the horse lightly, looking at Lu Wan'er who was reluctant on the horseback, Zhao Yueheng was also very embarrassed. But after all, he personally took over Zhao Zhengxiang, who was less than a year old in Lu Wan'er's arms, and only silently prayed in his heart that nothing would happen.

"Gah! Ga! Gah!" The crows on the branches were in a mess at this time, circling over the crowd, as if to warn the people of a calamity.

At this time, Zhao Yueheng also seemed to predict that the danger was slowly approaching them, and this danger also seemed to point to the mysterious old man named Feng Lao in front of him.

"Knock~!knock~!knock...!" Everyone held their breath and quietly watched the scene in front of them, and some of them were just pounding hearts.

One step, one step..., Zhao Yueheng took every step very cautiously. Looking at Zhao Zhengxiang who was smiling in his arms, Zhao Yueheng's hand seemed to have grown tightly with the swaddling clothes, and the other hand was holding the sword tightly, although his hand was covered with sweat.

It was a sign of danger, and the crow's crowing had disturbed him. Whether it's good or bad, he can only gamble. This is the first time he has gambled with God.