Beidou Route: Forbidden Battleship

Yun Musheng instantly broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this, and couldn't help but subconsciously turn his head, and saw that a child-like person suddenly bit Yun Musheng's left arm with a big mouth of the long bowl and sharp teeth.

"Six: Please don't turn around immediately when you feel someone behind you, it doesn't have to be a person."

After this fright, Yun Musheng remembered the precautions in Fang Cai's bag, but it was too late, his left arm had been completely ripped off by that little ghost, and three times five divided by two chewed into gravy in that bloody mouth.

It seems that this is the little ghost written in the bag, Yun Musheng strode forward desperately, according to what he said in the bag, he must not be the opponent of the little ghost at this time, and all he can do now is run forward without looking back.

It's just that there are a lot of doubts in my heart, why there are little ghosts here instead of Nancun, and there is not a drop of blood coming out of the left arm that was bitten off just now.

I don't know how far he ran, Yun Musheng came to a place full of rubble and ruins, and found a dirt pit to hide, he stretched out his head and looked into the distance, the little ghost didn't seem to catch up, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking around, the fog around me seemed to become thicker and thicker, and it was gloomy, and there seemed to be a slight smell of burning in the air all the time.

Walking west along the ruins, the temperature gradually began to get hot, and Yun Musheng inadvertently stepped on a plaque with the word "West Village" faintly written on it between the dilapidated inscriptions.

It seems that this is the place where the evil fire is written in the bag, no wonder the surroundings are so dark that it is difficult to see the five fingers, just as Yun Musheng passed through a broken alley, he suddenly covered his mouth with one hand and dragged him into the alley.

Yun Musheng struggled hard, but he heard the person behind him whispering in his ear: "Don't make a sound!" When the imp heard it, we both had to die! ”

Yun Musheng calmed down at this time, and poked his head out of the alley slightly, and there were indeed two little ghosts that looked exactly like the one who bit off his left arm just now, crossed a mine and disappeared.

Suddenly, a feeling of breathlessness hit, and Yun Musheng felt that the strength of the person covering his mouth and nose seemed to be a little stronger.

He hurriedly broke away from the man's hands, turned his head to look, and saw that the other party was also a young man of his own age, but his eyebrows were black, and his chest seemed to be injured, but it was still bloody.

"Northern Jade!"

Yun Musheng blurted out a name and shouted at the man, the young man who wanted to continue to stretch out his hand to him was suddenly stunned and stopped, Yun Musheng himself felt a little inexplicable, why would he suddenly shout such a name from his mouth.

But these are not important, seeing that the young man in front of him may be a local resident of this West Village, he opened his mouth and asked, "Do you know where the evil fire in this West Village is?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the young man on the other side showed anger on his face: "What evil fire! That's our Lord Vulcan in the West Village, who can resist the light of the sky and deter the ghosts of the South Village, how can I allow you to blaspheme! ”

Yun Musheng was unhappy in his heart after hearing this, whether it can deter the little ghost in Nancun Not to say, according to what the tip said, the black fog around this place must be because of the so-called Lord Vulcan, so that this village is not seen all day long.

But he didn't quarrel with the boy, and the immediate priority was to find the evil fire that was at work.

"Disrespectful, disrespectful, in fact, I have come to pay homage to the great Vulcan."

Yun Musheng's words made the young man's expression stretch a little, and the young man dropped a sentence: "Come with me." And he went inward.

Yun Musheng followed him all the way to a coal mine, at this time he could clearly feel that the air was completely black dust, because the discomfort in his throat had reached the point of unbearable, no wonder the "black fog is not fog" in the bag.

Ahead, gradually through the black fog, the firelight could be seen, Yun Musheng strode forward, the form of the firelight became more and more obvious, and he saw his teeth and claws dancing, as if he was sending a terrifying smile to the heaven and earth.

It seems that this is the so-called evil fire, Yun Musheng looked around, there were black cinders in all directions, and he couldn't see a drop of water, but he was stumped for a while.

Yun Musheng's footsteps still kept walking towards the evil fire, but the young man behind him grabbed him: "Don't go any further, Lord Vulcan doesn't like to be close to you." ”

Yun Musheng heard that he was pretending to be well-behaved, and when the young man didn't pay attention to letting go of his hand, he suddenly rushed towards the evil fire, and it wasn't until he came close that Yun Musheng clearly discovered the original appearance of the evil fire.

The flame form that seemed to be fangs and claws, in fact, was actually a sycamore, and he just wanted to reach out and touch it, but the cinders at his feet suddenly loosened, causing Yun Musheng to stumble to the right without standing firmly.

At this moment, an axe flew beside his head, embedded in the bark of the sycamore, and in an instant, the evil fire was sizzling, as if it had been slashed by the axe.

The young man on the side instantly knelt down in horror, and said something like the atonement of the gods. Yun Musheng looked at the axe that fell under the tree, and suddenly remembered what was in the bag:

"Two: There are no plants that cannot be burned by fire, and if there is, cut them down quickly."

Without saying a word, he picked up the axe in his right hand and slashed at the sycamore, which did not seem to be as thick as it seemed, and in a single moment, it fell to the ground, and the cinders under the tree instantly turned into water, and completely extinguished the raging fire that burned in the sycamore.

For a while, the black mist dissipated, and a bright moonlight shone on Yun Musheng's body, which was so pleasant, and a refreshing feeling filled his head like a spring.

Yun Musheng seemed to suddenly remember something, he suddenly looked back at the young man hiding in the shadows, and tears could not help but fill his eyes.

"North... North Underworld! ”

He ran to the boy with an excited cry and hugged him, but the young man's face was expressionless, and he just said faintly: "Look over there." Yun Musheng looked ahead, except for the stars in the sky and the bright moon, he didn't find anything unusual.

"Nothing?"

"Then you turn around again."

Yun Musheng was just about to turn his head, when a stinging pain suddenly came from the place where his left arm was broken, he seemed to remember something, and he was suddenly startled and froze in place.

"Six: Please don't turn around immediately when you feel someone behind you, it doesn't have to be a person."

"One: A dead man will not speak, and nothing he says is true."

Yun Musheng, who had already remembered some things, thought of the blackened Yin Tang and the wound on his chest in the North Styls, and thought about it carefully, this old friend died under Yang Tiehu's spear a year ago, combined with some of his strange actions just now, and what the bag said, it was definitely not the North Styx Jade standing behind him at this time.

Just when Yun Musheng was panicking, he touched the mirror in Fang Cai's bag and remembered another sentence on the note:

"Eight: You can fully trust the treasures in the three treasures, they may be of great use or save your life."

He immediately took out the small mirror, held it on his chest and looked at the back, at this time the mirror showed that the back was empty, it was really not the Northern Jade.

I saw that the mirror flickered slightly, and a series of paper blades suddenly flew out of the mirror, flying towards Yun Musheng's back, only to hear a scream behind him, and finally there was no movement.

Yun Musheng turned around at this time, and saw that the ruins behind him were still like that, as if nothing had happened, but the small mirror in his hand showed a crack.