This night, Zhang Yifan slept very soundly, and woke up with a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously having a good dream.

After breakfast, he said goodbye to Zhang Songpu and his wife, and naturally gave some instructions when saying goodbye.

Wrapped the old mace in coarse cloth and carried it on his back, Zhang Yifan first went to the old blacksmith in the village to build a wedge. The old blacksmith, surnamed Liu, moved to Nakamura a long time ago and made a living by striking iron.

Blacksmith Liu has no children and no daughters, and his wife is said to have died for many years, but fortunately he has received several capable apprentices, one of whom is still Zhang Yifan's childhood friend, and his life is prosperous.

Seeing Zhang Yifan coming, Blacksmith Liu was very happy, saying that he hadn't seen him come here for a long time to be naughty, but he missed it a little, and said that Wang Shan went to the city to purchase, and he couldn't come back for a while... Old man Liu kept nagging, and Zhang Yifan didn't feel a little headache when he saw this, and he was busy explaining his own affairs.

After the old blacksmith saw the Fu Demon Gong, he said that he would make it for him tomorrow, and make a complete set of good iron to ensure that it is strong and durable. Zhang Yifan paid the deposit, saying that he would take the time to get it tomorrow, so he fled from Old Man Liu's magic voice in a hurry.

Came to the vicinity of the river that Chen Zhukuai said that day that engulfed the ploughing cattle.

Zhang Yifan looked around, at this time the water surface was calm and there were no waves, and a new sign was written next to the waterfront that read, "No going into the water, there is an undercurrent, danger!".

Perhaps the impact of losing cattle in the past two days is relatively large, and at a glance, there are no cattle in this nearby area.

Looking at the calm river, Zhang Yifan fell into deep thought. Generally speaking, there will be some signs on the surface of the water, and there are no waves on the river surface at present, which does not look like there is an undercurrent.

The carcass of the buffalo swallowed by the undercurrent is nowhere to be seen, and it is the dry season, the river is gentle, and it stands to reason that the carcass of the cow should have surfaced nearby.

It's weird.

Zhang Yifan was curious, and secretly thought that his water nature has been better since he was a child, as long as he is not too close to the center of the undercurrent, it should not be a big problem.

As soon as he said and did, Zhang Yifan put the Fu Demon Gong on the bank, took off his coat, pants and shoes, and walked barefoot towards the center of the river.

He was cautious, and after taking two steps, he stopped to feel the direction of the water, and walked towards the center of the river, and after walking four or five meters, the river was deep enough to be less than an adult. Then Zhang Yifan began to swim and slowly approached the center of the river.

In about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Yifan arrived at the center of the river. He didn't feel anything unusual in the process.

He then swam around in the middle of the river, sensing the direction of the river, but found nothing.

Zhang Yifan hesitated to dive down to take a look, because this move was a bit dangerous. The water of the Xiandu River is bottomless, and when I was a child, I rarely heard of anyone who reached the bottom of the river. Villagers with good water skills usually only compete in the water for the length of time to cross the river and the length of diving, but rarely test the depth of diving.

Zhang Yifan is very confident in his diving time, and he can basically hold his breath and hold on to a cup of tea. He was really puzzled by the strange situation of the loss of the cow.

Zhang Yifan estimated that he would go down first to take a look, and now that the river water is clear, he can observe the situation under the river.

Zhang Yifan took a sharp breath, and then sank quickly, after about twenty meters, he couldn't sink anymore, and the heavy pressure of the river began to make him feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Yifan began to explore in depth, but found nothing except for some fish, and there was no shadow of an undercurrent, and the bottom of the river had not yet been perceived. Even after changing a few breaths and groping for a few places, he found nothing, so he had no choice but to return to the shore.

After resting for a while, the stubbornness in Zhang Yifan's heart came up, and he was a little unwilling. I saw Zhang Yifan with a undulating magic gong on his back, planning to use the weight of this object to accelerate the sinking and probe to the bottom of the river to take a look.

He took a deep breath and descended to the bottom of the river, this time at a high speed. The Demon Warrior is very heavy, if it weren't for his own strength, and he was very strong in treading water, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold the Demon Warrior in the water. Zhang Yifan felt that he had been sinking for a long time, the pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger, the ringing in his ears was aggravated, and when he felt that he was about to be unbearable, the soles of his feet finally touched the bottom of the river.

It is estimated that the depth of the bottom of the river in the center of the river is estimated to be more than fifty meters, and there is not much left in Zhang Yifan's mouth. He quickly explored the surroundings, but found nothing. It's just a little strange that the bottom of the river is hard and there is very little silt from the river sand. No useful clues were detected, and it felt like the time was almost up, and he began to float upwards. Only this time he had to work hard and drank several sips of river water before he barely returned to the shore.

As soon as Zhang Yifan came ashore, he felt like his whole body was out of strength, lying flat on the grass, panting for breath. At this time, more than an hour had passed, and it was almost noon, and he wondered in his heart, why Uncle Chen and the others had not come here yet, I am afraid that there was some other urgent matter. According to the doubts in his heart, he wanted to rest for a while, wait for his clothes to dry a little, and then go back to the yamen to report, and come here tomorrow to have a look, and then ask about the surrounding situation.

Lying on the grass by the river, with his head resting on his hands, looking at the endless blue sky and white clouds, Zhang Yifan recalled some of the words his father said to him when he was a child, when he was still young, he didn't quite understand what the real meaning of these words was, but he remembered some of them ignorantly.

"Xiao Fan, there are many strange things happening in this world, don't be curious to explore, otherwise you will easily lose your life. ”

"Xiaofan, there are actually gods and ghosts in this world, those mountains and rivers, there are gods and monsters living in them, so don't run around, be caught by monsters, and your father and mother can't find you."

"Xiaofan, remember the most important one, the heart of defense is indispensable, and the same is true for gods and monsters, as long as you live in this world, there will be a conflict of interest. ”

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"Could this be the reason for the fairy monsters?", thought he fell asleep.

After about two quarters of an hour, he felt the ground shake, and Zhang Yifan woke up from his sleep.

He got up and looked around, and found that there was a slight wave in the center of the river, and it was noon, and there was no wind. He thought strangely, thinking that there must be a change in the river, and it was very likely that this was the clue to the disappearance of the ploughing ox. Thinking of his father's admonition in his ears, he was a little hesitant, but he estimated that this phenomenon should not be common, and it was very weak, and he was very worried that if he missed it, he might not be able to meet it this time.

Eventually, curiosity prevailed over reason, and he began to swim cautiously towards the center of the river with his demon in hand. When he was close to the center of the river, he felt that his body was a little uncontrollable, although he felt that the current was not too violent, but the whole person was circling around the center of the river.

The closer you get to the center of the river, the more intense the current. Suddenly, Zhang Yifan's whole body seemed to be pulled downward by something, and he suddenly rushed underwater.

He was horrified in his heart, and at this time he encountered an undercurrent, and he couldn't help but regret it a little, and felt that his actions were a little reckless. But it was a little too late to think about this now, he stabilized his emotions, held his breath in his mouth, and hugged the demon with both hands, moving with the undercurrent.

The undercurrent is turbulent, Zhang Yifan guards the spiritual platform, and strives to keep his body in the direction of the undercurrent, so that the speed is the fastest and he can reach the end of the undercurrent as soon as possible. It seemed that several hours had passed, Zhang Yifan's chest had exhausted his breath, he couldn't help but be a little flustered, and wanted to try to change direction to try to highlight the undercurrent encirclement, but it had no effect, in the panic, he couldn't help but drink a few sips of water, feeling like he was about to drown!

Just when he felt that he couldn't hold on, he suddenly felt the weight of the demon wedge in his hand increase, and his body continued to sink.

After a while, his body was lightly lifted out of the undercurrent, and he felt that he had touched the stone ground. He took a few sharp breaths, adjusted his breath, and looked around.

It's a bit of a dilapidated cave with some unknown stones embedded in the stone walls that emit a faint light that allows you to see your surroundings clearly. There are stone walls on three sides, and there is a road inside, which is somewhat dim, and I don't know where it leads. And his entrance to this cave was right next to him, and an undercurrent could be seen whistling by, but strangely the water flowed through without entering.

Holding back the doubts in his heart, Ann moved his hands and feet and began to walk towards the path. The trail was rough and winding, and he felt it should be in the downward direction. The further down he went, the more uncomfortable he felt, and there was an invisible aura in the air repeatedly, and he involuntarily took out the Demon Killer to take precautions, and cautiously leaned inside.

The whole trail is not too long, estimated to be only more than thirty zhang, but it took Zhang Yifan a quarter of an hour to finish.

Came to an underground cave, the stone slab at the entrance of the cave disappeared for some reason, there seemed to be traces of fighting around, there were traces of chopping on the stone walls around it, and some of them were black as if they had been burned by fire, but I don't know what kind of magic weapon can leave such deep traces on the stone wall.

The whole cave is very bright, and three of the four places on the roof of the cave are embedded with stones that emit bright light.

Zhang Yifan had never seen such a stone before, but he had heard that the overnight light beads could emit bright light, but it seemed to be fluorescent green, and such light was like moonlight, bright and bright. There is also a stone in one direction that seems to have been extinguished because of something.

The whole cave was in disarray, as if it had been a great battle, and he found a dry skeleton in the center of the field, and there was also one by the stone wall not far away. There was also an object that resembled a turtle shell next to the dry bones in the central field, exuding an ancient and evil aura, I don't know what it was.

He walked into the cave and found that the breath that made him uncomfortable suddenly became very heavy, and he endured the discomfort in his heart, he clenched the demon shackle and slowly approached the corpse in the center.

Zhang Yifan took a closer look and found that his clothes were almost rotten, his bones were a little incomplete, one of his arms was missing, and his heart was hollow, which seemed to be the cause of his fatal death. Scattered next to it were half-handled, severed daggers and broken toys about the size of a palm, feeling like shields.

Not far away, the object resembling a turtle shell looks like a simple surface texture but as if it has been burned by fire, and the whole object is about the size of a washbasin.

Zhang Yifan carefully picked up the turtle shell with a demon mace, feeling that this thing was not too heavy. But I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Yifan feels that the aura emanating from this thing seems to be gone now. Sensing that there should be no danger in this object, he took it with his hand, feeling that it was very hard and should have some use, and then put it away, ready to find the book when the time came.

Looking at the surrounding scene, Zhang Yifan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "Didn't you encounter a battle between gods and monsters?"