Qin Ke suddenly woke up from his dream, feeling that his whole body had been wet with cold sweat.

He gasped violently, as if he hadn't breathed in hundreds of years. I don't know when it started, his chest flashed with a dazzling light, he hurriedly unbuttoned his clothes, and saw a ball of light in his chest that was flashing violently, as if it heard something calling, crashing inside his body, wanting to leave his body.

"What...... What is it?" Qin Ke gasped, looking at the ball of light, thinking of what the divine dragon had put into his body at the last moment, but when he thought about it, the ball of light seemed to have lost its call, and slowly dimmed.

Qin Ke stroked that part of his heart, watched the light diffuse invisible, hesitated for a long time, and slowly put on his clothes.

Outside the window, the night was already as dark as ink, but there were stars shining in the sky, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the bonsai in the courtyard, and the dew on the morning glory shimmered with a crystal light.

Qin Ke slowly walked out of the house, feeling the coolness of the night, there was a wind passing through the hall around him, when he activated the Xunfeng technique, those winds surrounded his body like a lover, kissing his cheek lightly. He felt the sweat on his body dry a little, but he still couldn't recover from that dream for a long time.

He thought about it for a long time, looked at those stars, and inexplicably thought of the endless void with no beginning and no end, and a little fear was inexplicably born in his heart. He gritted his teeth, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he thought about running up the mountain.

There are fireflies fluttering in the fields in the evening breeze in the mountains, and when you look down from the mountains, it seems that the night sky is upside down on the ridges. Qin Ke ran along the rugged mountain road into the top of the wooded mountain in one breath, the leaves in the forest were rattling, and there were birds and birds flapping their wings gliding from one tree to another.

Qin Ke can't remember how many times he walked on this road, in the past, he went up the mountain for many purposes, such as picking up some dead branches to fill the stove, picking some wild fruits to taste the umami, and digging some mountain ginseng to boil medicine for the master......

But then the matter of digging ginseng was forced to stop, not because the master's illness was cured, but because the master died, so the matter of digging ginseng to boil medicine for the master became going up the mountain to talk to the master.

His master Zhuge Wolong was a person who was not afraid of loneliness during his lifetime, but he didn't hate the excitement, his eyes were as calm as a mirror-like lake, but he would not be indifferent to people thousands of miles away, but because of his smile that was always on his lips, the children in the village liked him very much.

Standing between the ridges of the fields, he could teach the villagers what time to plant, stand at the water source and talk about how to divert water for canal irrigation, and even taught the people how to use the decaying dead wood to plant some fungus, so that the villagers could have a delicious dish.

The villagers respectfully called him Mr., and they were willing to let the children go to his house to play more, saying that it would be more contaminated with the fragrance of books, and he also taught the children some skills of literacy and sentence breaking.

And all this made the villagers respect him even more. Because of his reputation, the county magistrate once made a special trip to visit, and his posture was respectful, like a good student who seeks to learn.

And when he died of illness, many people remembered this young and gentle "gentleman", and they could only look gloomy and sigh for a long time.

Qin Ke slowly approached Zhuge Wolong's small tomb, the stone tablet was still silent, as if he had gone up the mountain countless times, quiet and serene. It's just that because of the mountain eating ants, there is now a big hole in the tomb, as if it has an open mouth, facing the mountain wind, and there are a few terrible calls.

"Master. Qin Ke touched the tombstone, and then walked into the tomb, the wooden coffin had hardly changed much from when it was buried a year ago, but there was a thick layer of dust on it, and it was a little pale in the moonlight.

Qin Ke reached out and wiped it with his sleeve, and found that he couldn't finish wiping it, so he didn't continue, but lay on the coffin lid and said quietly: "What do you think I should do?"

No one answered him, the mountain wind still poured into the tomb, and the cry seemed to echo in his ears.

After a long time, Qin Ke stood up, stared at the coffin, and closed his lips. His fists had long since clenched when, because of the force, his knuckles were slightly white, as if he had made some difficult decision, and then, he took a deep breath, took out the prepared eagle hoe from the baggage he carried, aimed it at the iron nail on the coffin, and pressed it hard at an angle.

The thick iron nail was slowly pulled out of the coffin board by this force, and the hoarse voice was like the uneasiness in Qin Ke's heart, repeated in the tomb.

It wasn't until the nail was completely out and on the ground that the sound disappeared.

Qin Ke heard his own violent heartbeat, he knew that he had done something that he shouldn't have done, but in order to confirm something, he had to do it.

As he pressed down again, another nail creaked.

By the time all the iron nails were pulled out, Qin Ke's body was obviously very strong, but he was already feeling exhausted at the moment.

He looked at the coffin board and hesitantly reached out.

Do you really want to push it away? What if Zhuge Wanling lied to him? If the master was still lying inside, what would he look like?

He thought of the dead men who had died on the roadside during the famine that year, their blood had long since ceased to flow, their tiny skin was covered with dark and brown spots, the stench of decay was released from within, and the hollow eye sockets were full of pale maggots.

If the master is still lying inside, it should be like this.

Qin Ke suddenly felt a little frightened in his heart, obviously he was only one step away, but he didn't know whether he should step on that foot again.

After a long stalemate, Qin Ke heard a long "cooing" sound from the tomb, and finally sighed and did not continue to open the coffin board.

The grunt was not made by anything special, of course, but because he was hungry.

Speaking of which, he hasn't eaten for a day and a night, and when he came back from King Ye's mausoleum, he slept for a whole day without dripping water, and in King Ye's mausoleum, he also called Xunfeng's technique twice to control Gangfeng and Tianlei respectively, although it is said that the mind is born in the brain, but the root still comes from the human body, and under such a violent consumption, his stomach has naturally begun to protest a long time ago.

He thought about it, sat at the entrance of the tomb and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, stretched out his hand to the baggage, and wanted to find out the nest head and beef that Uncle Ji prepared for him that morning, and fill his stomach first.

However, I didn't expect that in addition to the round nest head at the tentacle, there was also a cold, long strip-shaped thing.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the small black snake in his hand, which was no bigger than his thumb and less than half a foot long, and shook the little black snake to the ground with a shake of his hand.

When did it get into its own baggage? Qin Ke looked at the little black snake that fell to the ground but didn't seem to be very afraid of people, but looked at him very innocently in the same place, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he thought of something, and suddenly hurriedly opened his baggage, only to find that the beef in it, which was not much, had been reduced by half, and even the head of the nest had several gaps.

"You!" Qin Ke's eyes widened and he said angrily, "You actually stole my things!"

The little black snake raised his head on the ground, as if wondering what it meant to "steal food", and after shaking it, he opened his mouth, revealing his toothless mouth, and let out a short chirp like the squeak of a mouse.

Only then did Qin Ke notice that this "little black snake" did not have snake-like fangs, and in its bright red mouth, there was not even a little bulge. And its body is not as smooth as a snake and has nothing long, but has four tiny feet.

Aside from its slightly elongated body and tail, it resembles a gecko.

Qin Ke stared at him, thinking about what kind of lizard's distant relatives and neighbors this guy was, but after thinking for a while, he realized that he didn't have any research on lizards and other things, so he could only sigh.

"You came here, shouldn't you also want to go to that 'road to heaven'?" Qin Ke said.

The little lizard tilted its head, as if to understand something, and looked in one direction.

Qin Ke turned his head and took a look, there was a collapsed cave, and it was through this cave that they came out of the Divine Dragon.

Qin Ke bent down, inexplicably feeling that this little lizard was a little cute: "Don't go." You're so small, you're going to be eaten by those snakes and ants. And with you looking like you don't even have teeth, how can you gnaw on the body left by the dragon?"

The little lizard blinked its round eyes and squeaked.

"It's small. Qin Ke sighed, inexplicably he didn't hate this little lizard who robbed him of his dinner, he thought about it, took out a piece as thin as a cicada's wings from the half of the remaining beef in the baggage, and gently threw it over.

The little lizard was small, but it was not slow, and his short four feet could directly support the ground at such a time to drive his body to move, and he caught the piece of beef in the air, and after a few bites in his mouth, he swallowed it in one gulp.

Qin Ke picked up the bitten nest head, took a bite and chewed it carefully, picked out a piece of beef, and threw it into his mouth. There is a saying that the people take food as the sky, and a small person like him can eat a mouthful of beef sandwiched between the nests, what reason is there to think so much?

But when he looked down, he saw that the little lizard was still lying quietly there, with its head raised, and its two big round eyes did not leave his hand an inch.