Tan Hao didn't go directly into the house, but called Qiu Mo Ning to come out.

The two of them followed behind Tira, along the muddy road, Tan Hao looked at the low brick houses on both sides with interest, and pretended to be casual and said, "Brother Tira, can I ask you something (qíng)?"

"Just ask, you're welcome. ”

"This village seems to have existed for a long time, right?"

"Well, there are some years, it should be thousands of years. ”

"The tree at the entrance of the village is also very old, isn't it?"

Tira suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Tan Hao with a strange face, and said very seriously: "Friend, I don't know about the tree, and I won't answer you." And I hope you don't ask again in the future. ”

Sure enough, it is famous.

Tan Hao thought secretly, and then he nodded and smiled: "It's me who is abrupt, then I won't ask about it (qíng)." By the way, I just saw a strange old man, very old, holding a dead wooden staff, with a somewhat hunched back, and a skull necklace around his neck, giving people the feeling of '(yīn)' cold, who is he?"

Tira's eyes widened, her eyes were full of shock and incredulity, and she asked with some trembling, "Are you sure you read that right?"

Tan Hao nodded firmly, repeating the (qíng) shape he saw again.

Tila trembled as if she was a little frightened, and her voice became heartbreaking, "Did you really see him?"

Judging from his expression (qíng) reaction, Tan Hao felt more and more that this matter (qíng) was not simple, and he couldn't help but sink (qíng) and said, "Yes, I did see it." ”

"Did you really see him?" said Kotila, who seemed unable to believe the fact, asked again.

"What's wrong, who is he?" Tan Hao became a little irritable, and asked instead of answering.

"It's over, it's over. "Lifting the pupils to the extreme, it seems to see something terrible (qíng), and his face is full of fear (qíng). Soon, his eyes became demented, and he was completely depressed, and he kept muttering to himself.

Tan Hao took two steps forward, grabbed Tila's shoulders and shook them violently, and roared in a low voice, "What the hell is going on?"

Tila came back to her senses at this time, but her eyes were still a little dull and said, "No one who sees this old man will survive for three days." We're done, we're all going to die. ”

"Smack. Tan Hao suddenly slapped him over, and said angrily: "Tira, you should make it clear to me." What the hell is going on?"

Tira looked at Tan Hao with some consternation, as if she didn't expect him to slap herself. 'Touching' the hot face, but Tila didn't have any anger, he smiled miserably and said, "It's a spell from the legend of the Bone Village, a curse of crazy revenge and rivers of blood. As long as there are people encountered, no one who leaves alive. ”

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Tan Hao's inquiry, and walked forward slowly like a walking corpse walking '(ròu)'.

Curse?

The curse of the Bone Village?

Tan Hao and Qiu Mo stared at each other, a little unclear.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the hillside five miles west of the village, where you will find the answer. These were Tira's last words before she vanished.

I really don't believe that there is a Longtan Tiger (xué)', a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. Tan Hao sneered, and didn't ask Qiu Moning's opinion, he directly took her hand, turned (shēn) without hesitation, and strode towards there.

'(yīn)' dark sky, whistling mountain wind, pleasant bells, and there seems to be a faint sigh.

Tan Hao suddenly turned (shēn), his eyes were like electricity, and his face was like Zhong Kui.

"Be vigilant, this village is not simple. Qiu Mo Ning let Tan Hao take his hand and didn't shake it off.

The village is still the same, all the scenery is the same, the tiled houses are still wafting with green smoke, and the mastiffs in the Tianshan Mountains are still barking from time to time. Only the poplar trees covered with rune paper seemed to be flying away with the wind.

The five-mile road was just a blink of an eye, Tan Hao and Qiu Mo Ning stood in front of the slope, looking ahead with some distraction, their faces full of shock.

A row of slopes, densely packed with mounds, planed in a messy manner, large or small, some of which are washed away by rain because of their age, and some of which are newly opened and appear to be brand new. The 'flowers' and grass on the four sides are withered and glorious, full of desolation, and lifeless. Occasionally, crows can be heard.

Tan Hao and Qiu Moning couldn't understand the words on the tombstone above, this was definitely not Chinese.

There are hundreds of graves, but there are only about 20 households in the village, and how long does it take to accumulate before there can be such a base.

Tan Hao couldn't help but clench his fists, what secrets are here? What does that mysterious old man have to do with this (qíng)? Why does that ancient tree smell that is difficult to figure out? Where did the curse that Tira said come from? What kind of blood curse could it be?

All of this is like a 'mystery' group tightly around Tan Hao's mind. He was suddenly a little annoyed, why didn't he just take the opportunity to take down the mysterious old man directly, so that all the mysteries would be solved?

Qiu Moning felt that Tan Hao's grip on her hand had increased, and she put her other hand on the back of Tan Hao's hand and patted it lightly twice, signaling the latter to feel at ease.

"Silence...."

Tan Hao suddenly stopped what he wanted to say, he sniffed with his nose, and then looked into the distance, and a faint smell of blood came from there.

What's the situation?

"Let's go and have a look. Qiu Mning said.

Tan Hao pondered for a moment, and then carefully followed the smell of blood with Qiu Mo Ning.

In a chaotic rocky beach not far away, they found a mastiff with a 'ròu) bone in its mouth, and blood was dripping down its mouth.

Tan Hao's scalp was a little numb, the 'ròu)' bone turned out to be a person's broken arm, the five fingers were already mutilated, and the blood 'ròu)' was blurred. Under the paws of the mastiff, there was still a corpse lying there, although the hair was scattered and 'messy', but it was vaguely recognizable that it was the aunt who came in the same car as him.

When the mastiff saw someone coming, his scarlet eyes stared at Tan Hao with cold arrogance and hostility.

Tan Hao calmly walked behind Qiu Mo (shēn), and walked forward slowly but powerfully, the cold mountain wind blew by, blowing clouds and fog, but he couldn't blow a single strand of his hair, a corner of his underwear.

In fact, no matter how it turns, it will not be Tan Hao's turn to protect Qiu Moning. But Qiu Mo Ning somehow really let Tan Hao walk in front and pretend to compare.

Just let this guy be satisfied with his own protection (yù). Qiu Mning thought so.

As if sensing the dangerous aura on Tan Hao (shēn), the mastiff uneasily shaved his paws and began to slowly retreat.

Tan Hao didn't chase the slaughter, just watched it disappear into his eyes coldly.

The two walked to the corpse, Qiu Mo Ning looked around, and Tan Hao half-squatted down to check the cause of death from the wound. He couldn't help frowning, on the surface, it was caused by the shepherd mastiff tearing and biting the artery and bleeding profusely, but Tan Hao felt that there was a strong death aura condensed in her heavenly spirit cover, as if after the death of some reason, it would be used as food by the herd mastiff.

"Quack"

There were a few harsh sounds in the sky, and when I looked up, several vultures circled low in the sky and finally landed on the mountain rocks in the distance. Apparently they had found lunch.

Tan Hao stood up, a sharp True Qi leaked out of his body, the momentum in the sky was like a tornado, and the explosions of "Bumper" sounded around him one after another, and the hard rock was directly shocked into powder by the powerful True Qi.

The vultures were frightened and flew away.

"Look there. Qiu Moning stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction.

Tan Hao looked at it, and it turned out that a relatively large tomb had collapsed in front of him, and the black 'hole' of Sensen was 'exposed'. If this was all he wanted, he wouldn't be surprised, but it was strange that there was a corrosive, cold smell coming from that tomb.

Tan Hao walked over without hesitation and came to the mouth of the 'cave' of the tomb, he saw that it was dark inside, so he turned his head and looked at Qiu Moning.

Qiu Moning really wanted to do something, but she really didn't know what Tan Hao meant.

"Haven't you seen a beautiful woman?"

"Sister, it's dark inside, can you see it? Tan Hao said in a broken heart.

"Oh, oh. You just say it! Neurotic, I still have to guess!" Qiu Mo Ning raised his hand, and a lighting technique was thrown in.

The tomb is not large, and the coffin inside has long since decayed, and the white bones have been exposed.

This tomb, which obviously showed signs of theft, had been visited, and all valuable things had been swept away. The smell came from the tomb '(xué)', but Tan Haozai carefully observed it for a long time, and did not find anything suspicious at all. On the contrary, because the tomb '(xué)', 'hole' and 'door' were wide open, the smell disappeared completely.

What's going on?

Could it be that there is a problem with my sense of smell?

"Mo Ning, did you smell anything from here before?" Tan Hao turned his head to Qiu Mo Ning and said.

"There was a cold smell, but now, it seems like the smell has gone away on its own. Qiu Mo looked around for a long time and said slowly.

Does that mean the grave robbers took the scented thing?

Just when Tan Hao was suspicious of his 'confusion' with a little regret, a small pile of wet soil in the corner caught his attention.

Why is it so dry in other places, but it is so 'damp' in this corner? He was so curious that he stepped forward to observe left and right for a long time, but he couldn't find the reason.

After thinking about it, he took out the thunderbolt and 'thrust' it into the ground.

After going back and forth several times, Tan Hao unexpectedly found that the other underground was very hard, but the land that was wet with the 'tide' was very soft.

Do you mean?

A strange thought uncontrollably rose in my head.

Tan Hao withdrew the thunder, raised his palm, and slapped it to the ground, and a violent true qi surged straight down.

"Smack!"

After a slight trembling sound, the wetland in the corner was neatly sunken for several meters. Tan Hao frowned, and was about to raise his palm again to exert his strength, when suddenly a 'yīn)' wind blew out of the sand and mud, and then something seemed to fly out, and the temperature of the tomb '(xué)' suddenly dropped a lot, and the whole space immediately became 'yīn)' Sen.