Chapter 15: The Seven-Foot Dock

"This is the Retreat Dock, the lair of the Death Sacrifice Spirit, and the eyes are the gateway for the Death Sacrifice Spirit to escape into the mortal world, so that you are afraid that the Death Sacrifice Spirit will enter another space through your eyes and cause disaster. When I came here just now, I saw that there were spirit ospreys stationed there, and I saw the corpses and bones scattered here, presumably the death sacrifice spirit slaughtered a group of living beings and threw their corpses here, and when night came, let these corpses turn into fertilizer for the corpse forest, and the hidden spiritual power in the corpse turned into lamp oil for the bone forest fruit. You see, at this moment, the old roots of the bone forest on the ground have already held the corpse coil and digested and absorbed it instantly, and there is still only spiritual power left...... These innocent creatures had no value in life, but after death, there are no bones, and no one knows whether they ever existed. ”

"Where did the Death Sacrifice Spirits get these creatures from, and for what purpose?"

"These beings are the Death Sacrifice Spirits, using the Bone Forest Fruit to light the two realm lamps to lure the creatures of the other world here. You can understand the spirit fruits that grow here as their food, strange, although they are immortal and immortal, they still need food, if there is no supply of these bone forest fruits, they will be weak. ”

"Then why don't you burn this place down with a fire?

"This is a fallacy, this forest of bones flourishes when it encounters fire, it wants to live in water, and it escapes in the face of thunder, and there is no power in this world that can destroy it. This is also the secret of the immortality of the Death Sacrifice Spirit, besides, this Retreat Dock is a wedge in all spaces, once it is damaged, it is impossible for other spaces to be left alone. In your world, we will roar and collapse in the snow-capped mountains, and instantly turn into nothingness. ”

In the Retreat Dock, the spirit osprey is open and closed by yin and yang, and every ten years at night, an extra feather will be born on its wings, and this feather will drill out of the rough flesh hole, stained with a trace of blue light.

Ten pieces will be eaten every night, no more, no less, it can be regarded as a reward for guarding this other world, with this spirit osprey, the death sacrifice spirit will not dare to appear, they will not easily touch the moldy head of the spirit osprey's cold claws.

"I suddenly forgot my original purpose of coming here, I came to take my brother back, not to explore with you, let us go back!"

"The road has just begun, and I don't have the leisure to accompany you on the expedition, and I brought you to this world, I want you to take a thing, if you can get it, I will naturally release your brother, and send you to the world, if you can't get it back, no one can guarantee your personal safety, you are here, and you don't have the ability to leave here. ”

Yu Fan hated the feeling of being held in his hands, he was a bitter young man, and he often went against the grain in the face of life, and the forbearance of life was mixed with a firewood knife hanging over his heart.

Sometimes he feels that the poor and boring life of the past has left a hole in his heart, and there is a sticky feeling in the mouth, and he can't pull it out for a while. These feelings are like snails in the field that have never been picked up in the heart. Picking up one, he would drop two, and day after day, one day he finally found that many of the questions he questioned were his hobbies, and the pain he brought was also something he was willing to taste. His experience was mixed with sand, shells, and razor clams, and there was a glimmer of life in all kinds of suffering, which was the excuse for his survival so far.

He felt that he and Lingqiao were like a living clam mixed in the dense forest of bones like sand, there was no way to retreat, and he couldn't find a comforting object for a while, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and he was also a little wooden, and at this moment Mu Ran was above perception, which made him feel indifferent.

After walking for about two miles in the bone forest, the old shadow of the bone forest behind him continued to hide in the light mist of Garan.

There was no reference calibration for a while, Yu Fan forgot how many steps he had taken, forgot the spacing of his steps, and even forgot the pace because he occasionally tore off Lingqiao's hand. The bone forest fruit that was pulled by the old branch in the bone forest was a little dim, although he was holding Lingqiao's hand, he couldn't see her hidden figure, Yu Fan was a little uncomfortable, and wanted to lift his light cold clothes to take a look at Lingqiao.

"Don't move!" said the black-robed man, as a heavy breath seemed to press up from the depths of hell. The breath pierced Yu Fan's pulse, causing his heart to beat faster and his sweat to break out, and it was obvious that his inappropriate actions had touched something.

"It's over! Death Priest's Breath, it senses us. The black-robed man helped his mask with some panic, stretched out his palm defensively, and pulled out a long blood-red tongue in his palm and confided in the air, "It is indeed a death sacrifice spirit, everyone hide in the light cold clothes and do not move, take precautions." ”

Yu Fan felt a little strange, there was obviously a spirit osprey guarding here, what were the dead sacrifice spirits afraid of, everyone was carrying a head on two shoulders, who was afraid of whom. But the psychology of survival still made him choose to keep a low profile for the time being, and he and Lingqiao were on the ground, without him, but the posture of lying on his stomach was more comfortable.

There is a well in front, there is an archway by the well, the archway is written on the 'seven feet cold step seven inches of life', based on Yu Fan's private school education, he preliminarily judged that this sentence should be the meaning of silence, if you go forward, you can only give your life here.

He quietly swept the well through the light cold clothes, revealing half of the cold pupils, and suddenly a bone forest fruit fell in, splashing out a touch of blue fire, the light fell on the edge of the well and the edge of the well to color the clock flower, the fire with the attribute of water flowed on the edge of the well, and the clock flower that was also washed had a bright halo.

The petals of the colored clock flower were in the shape of a flowing fire, blooming in the air, and the blue flames in the stamens crackled and the floating insects in the air crackled and emitted a smell of minced meat.

The calyx spasmed and danced its claws, perhaps moistened by the blue fire that splattered from the deep well. In the flower pillar, a flame-colored thing is constantly rotating, on the whole, the flower is expected, blooming in a posture that drives time, although the flower plant is small, it is the only one in the Lingwu, not to be underestimated.

Another heavy breath wrapped around the ox's hooves swung on Yu Fan's chest, he clearly knew that this breath came from this deep well, maybe the well was not deep, it was the fear in his heart at this moment. But at this point, there is no other way but to hide under this light cold clothes and observe the situation.

After a while, the clock flower retracted the flame-like opening trend, the crackling sound of the air disappeared, the petals were closed in the tail of the calyx, and several unlucky insects also made fertilizer in the flowers in an instant, and the flowers flashed a few times, and the sloppy flowering period was carried out.

There was a gurgling sound in the well, and the splashing essence blue overflowed, and it was not long before it rioted like a greedy leopard drinking from a spring, making a hula sound, and suddenly spouted out like fireworks, and the bones and trees near the splash were bright, and they flowed down the branches and wrapped in a burning smell.

This is shaped like water, sex is like fire, and when splashed, it is sticky and a trace of fine blue, but don't contaminate it, otherwise it will burn a transparent hole in your body in an instant.

A black devil's claw clings to the edge of the well, the claw is like a black bamboo, the joints are tightly connected to the bones, the distal phalanges are slender and light, and the fingertips emit a gray and white, sharp as a cone, about half a meter.

The middle phalanx is charcoal-colored, dark and shiny, thick and strong, and it can be seen that the strength of the whole finger should be emanated.

This devil's claw hand boat is near the moon, dexterously flipping, and the posture is changeable. From the elbow to the fingertips, it is about a foot away. It seems that this should be a very brave and powerful behemoth.

And that's not all, there is another forearm ulna extending from the elbow, which is no different in size, shape, and flexibility from the one just now. With the elbow as the fulcrum, these two forearms move flexibly and constantly cling to the edge of the well. In a few moments, the monster revealed its face, shoulders, ribs, hind limbs, and fully manifested body to occupy the mouth of the well, and crouched on the edge of the well.

The monster's head was like a spindle, its hair was white, its eyes were slightly covered, its eyes were blue, and a few simple muscles on its face kept vibrating with the rhythm of breathing. The ribs are thinly sliced and stained with a layer of red meat, like freshly skinned lamb chops.

Its upper body is short, and its lower body limbs are arrogant and thick, and it also looks like black bamboo. His limbs are connected by a carcass with a short board, and he can rotate flexibly with any degree of freedom, and he has the power to kill and kill everything in this world.

It was still soaked in the essence of blue, dripping down its bones and muscles. The transparent black gauze reflected the blue light and swayed arbitrarily, full of majesty.

Without warning, it jumped down at once, waved a pair of sharp bones on its forelimbs and cut down a bone forest, and the bone forest fruit dotted on it also chopped melons and vegetables and chopped into several pieces, and when it fell, it took advantage of the situation to open the black veil and wrap the chopped bone forest fruit together, put it next to its mouth and hold it hard to form juice and drink down the throat. Through the transparent flesh on the neck, you can also see the residual glow of the bone forest fruit.

It moved its front and back feet like a walk after a meal, dragging its crotch with each step, and the claws on one arm smeared the trunk of the bone forest, and the trunk of the tree folded where it passed, and it didn't seem to mind how much the bone plants in the bone forest could fall, and after a short time it probably realized that what it was doing was nothing more than a very evil pleasure, so it stopped destroying it.

The spirit osprey in the distance let out a deep long roar, and for a while, the monster jumped into the well like a frightened bean, probably not very relieved, and opened its thin eyelids to look around, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he sat on the edge of the well with his legs and stared at the bone forest fruit wrapped in the fog.

It held its cheeks in its hands, and it was as discordant as an ordinary person holding a cherry. But it was born like this, and it simply didn't realize how much its current posture would have too much influence on other people's aesthetics.

It seems that this monster is indeed afraid of the spirit osprey, and now there is only one, there is nothing to fear, and besides, it is wearing a light cold clothes, and it is expected that it will not see itself, so it decided to adjust the rhythm of breathing to a soothing rhythm.

Time can hide what he deliberately paid attention to in the past, Yu Fan did not notice the flow rate of exhalation in his throat and the sound of vibrating his nasal cavity. But the monster noticed this, that is, in an instant, the monster jumped down from the well again, and only jumped in front of Yu Fan, and his eyes met Yu Fan's eyes.

The air limped in silence, and Yu Fan didn't know if he was afraid or continued to be Mu Ran, but he also stared at the monster's eyes in a daze. He could subtly perceive the muscles on the monster's face twitching, and its eyes were devoid of light, but with a similar level of indifference and ferocity. Its teeth are arranged in a uniform manner, almost indistinguishable from human anatomy, and there are even a few crooked wisdom teeth protruding from the jaw.