The wind shakes through the shadows of the trees, and the snow adds new makeup.

Ning Junxi walked through the red plum forest, feeling that a piece of plum forest was very familiar, but also not familiar at all.

He walked forward with his instincts, and soon saw a wooden house, the windows were clear and clear, and there was no trace of a fight.

Ning Junxi went west, and when he didn't go long, he saw the murmuring of the stream, saw the round cake-shaped stone, and saw the red plum.

It's just that now the red plum is full of branches.

It's just that now there is a white bone leaning against the plum tree, holding a fishing rod and fishing.

Ning Jun was stunned in place, and he didn't know what his mood was.

This is not the Merlin, but another Merlin that is exactly the same, or rather, this is another world.

He couldn't understand the spatial dao marks here.

Someone has created a world, a world that is completely different from the outside world, but the same.

How can there be such supernatural powers in the world?

"It's coming. The skeleton fishing against the plum tree suddenly turned its head and moved its mouth.

Ning Junxi chuckled in his heart, calmed down again, and bowed down, "Senior." ”

The skeleton waved his hand, and his mouth moved a few more times, "Come and sit." ”

Ning Junxi pinched his face, but still went over to sit on the edge of the stone, wanting to speak and stopping.

The skeleton changed his hand to grasp the fishing rod and said empathetically, "Do you want to ask me if I am a human or a ghost?"

The corners of Ning Junxi's mouth twitched.

The skeleton's upper and lower teeth clicked a few times, as if to hold back the laughter, before saying, "I'm not a human, and I'm not a ghost." ”

Ning Jun blinked, "The juniors are dull." ”

The skeleton giggled again, laughing so hard that Ning Jun felt goosebumps all over his body before he said, "I'm just a wisp of obsession, when the obsession is solved, I will be free." ”

Ning Junxi pondered for a while, "Are you tired of your predecessors?"

The skeleton changed to grasp the fishing rod with both hands, and sighed, "You will be tired of guarding this cemetery for thousands of years." ”

"Cemetery?" Ning Jun looked around, confused.

The skeleton suddenly shouted, "Get up!"

The whole heaven and earth suddenly rumbled and shook, the wind and clouds in the sky surged, and one by one whirlpools gradually formed, and there were blue-purple lightning bolts in the whirlpools, which seemed to be tilting down at any time.

The wind blows, and the red plums come with the wind like rain, dotted on the snow, on the stones, on the white clothes, and in the streams.

Swimming fish continue to jump out, stirring up the waterfall waterfall.

Ning Junxi frowned, he didn't know what would happen, but it was very noisy, or too noisy, it seemed that the world was about to end.

Suddenly, Ning Junxi's eyes widened.

Because, he saw, the bottom of the stream began to bubble up little by little, more and more.

A thick smell of blood began to waft through the air, getting stronger and stronger.

The whole stream is gradually dyed red, and the color of plum blossoms is not even visible.

Then, with the stream as the center, the whole earth slowly cracked, and I don't know how long it spread.

The blood poured out like no end.

Ning Junxi felt that his throat was astringent, and he wanted to vomit a little, but fortunately, he could still bear it.

"Get up!" the skeleton shouted again.

The stream gurgled and bubbled, as if the boiling water was churning, the smell of blood was so strong that it was pungent, and the endless red color constantly stimulated Ning Junxi's nerves.

Ning Junxi felt a chill from the soles of his feet to his head, and he only felt that his scalp was numb.

"Get up!" a third shout rang out.

There was a muffled rumble, deafening.

It's the sound of thunder.

Lightning poured down like a torrential rain, blasting on the surrounding plum trees, and blood splashed everywhere in the river of blood.

Ning Junxi stood up abruptly and took a few steps back, for fear of being struck by lightning.

At this time, I heard the skeleton sigh faintly, "Heaven and earth coffin, bury heaven and earth, why don't heaven and earth tolerate it?"

Ning Junxi turned his head to look.

On the river of blood, at some point, a huge coffin appeared.

The size of the coffin is not physically large, but gives people the feeling that it can load heaven and earth.

Thunder slammed into the coffin, and the loud roar was louder than the sound of thunder, and the coffin did not move.

The skeleton looked up and sighed, "Oh my God, have you forgotten who helped you back then?"

Ning Junxi watched quietly, he might have guessed the people inside, but he didn't know anything, so he couldn't do anything.

The thunder became more and more furious, and the coffin slowly descended.

The skeleton suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared, "It's not fair!"

There was a soft thud.

The fishing line is caught off guard and prevented from breaking.

The huge coffin instantly fell back into the river of blood and disappeared without a trace.

Ning Junxi was dumbfounded.

This is obviously a very bad thing, or the worst thing that can happen.

The skeleton lost its previous arrogance, just sighed softly, and then reached out and rubbed it in the air a little bit.

There was nothing in his hand, but gradually there was something in his hand, which was an extremely thin white silk thread, which was getting longer and longer, and it seemed to be twisted out like this, and it was completely impossible to see without looking carefully.

It was quiet again

, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that Merlin and the surrounding area are in a mess.

Ning Junxi calmed down a little and asked quietly, "Did the senior want to catch that coffin?"

The skeleton smiled and shook its head.

Ning Junxi blinked, he knew that he was not here to see the excitement, and asked politely, "If the seniors need the help of the juniors, as long as the juniors can do it, the juniors will not refuse." ”

The skeleton's hollow eye sockets glanced at Ning Junxi, and then shook his head, "What can you do as a hairy boy?"

Ning Junxi frowned, "Can the seniors tell the juniors how to get out?"

The skeleton seemed stunned for a moment, and said strangely, "You want to get out?"

Ning Junxi didn't feel inappropriate, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The skeleton shook his head, "No, no, you can't get out, how can you get out, no one who comes in can't get out." ”

Ning Junxi frowned, "What do you mean by senior?"

The skeleton didn't seem to hear Ning Junxi's words, and kept shaking his head, "How can you get out, no one can get out, this is a cage, no one wants to get out." ”

Ning Junxi became more and more puzzled, this senior's attitude was really strange, originally he thought that the senior stayed here because he wanted to hang the coffin, but now it seems that there is something else hidden, but he can't stay here all the time, otherwise why tell him what he had before?

"Dare to ask the name of the senior?" Ning Junxi asked with a slight raised voice.

The skeleton was stunned again, "Who am I? Who am I? I don't know. No, I'm a mausoleum keeper, yes, yes, yes, I'm a mausoleum keeper......"

He was vague, and the entire skeleton seemed to be mired in his own memories.

Ning Junxi looked at the skeleton in front of him, and sighed helplessly, what is this?

He sat back on the edge of the stone and let the skeleton mumble to himself, looking at the stream.

The crack had been reset at some point, and nothing seemed to have changed, except that the stream had turned an eerie red, and there were many fish on the banks of the river that had been scorched black by lightning.

The stream is murmuring, and the plum blossoms are drifting along the stream, and I don't know whether the blood water soaked the plum red, or the plum dyed the water red.

A piece of red plum was carried by the wind, swirled in front of Ning Junxi, and landed on Ning Junxi's robe.

Ning Junxi picked up the petal, leaned over to his nose and sniffed it.

A slight fragrance enters the nasal passages.

Ning Junxi suddenly felt groggy and a little tired.

He lay on the edge of the stone and fell asleep.