Underground, dark and hot.

And ghostly rakshasas are rampant.

Ziling was scarred and exhausted.

Finally, he stepped on the air and fell heavily to the ground.

A rakshasa with a hideous face unfolded a smile that he didn't know if it was a smile or not, and stared at Zi Ling gloomily.

Zi Ling felt fear that she had never felt before.

She finally couldn't help but cover her eyes and screamed hysterically.

Rakshasa actually stretched out his hand and broke away Zi Ling's hand covering his eyes.

Although Zi Ling broke her hands, she still closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to open them.

But he heard the Rakshasa speak.

It's still a very beautiful gentle speech.

"Girl, girl. Rakshasa said.

"Hmph, pretend to be gentle, this is a trick by the Rakshasa to trick me into opening my eyes. Zi Ling muttered secretly in her heart, still firmly closing her eyes.

Undeterred, Rakshasa still said softly, "Girl, wake up." ”

"I don't open my eyes, this guy thinks I'm asleep!" Zi Ling was a little annoyed. Isn't it just an ugly Rakshasa ghost, how can he be a dignified generation of heroines, how can he be cowardly to such a point.

So, Zi Ling opened her eyes fiercely.

He was just staring at this rakshasa in front of him.

What a beautiful Rakshasa ghost!

The phoenix eyes are slightly raised, the red lips are bright and the teeth are bright, the face is like white jade, and the hair is black.

A middle-aged beauty alive.

Zi Ling was so shocked that she sat up, and almost ran into the beautiful Rakshasa demon opposite.

"Why did you change your appearance so quickly, what kind of demon technique did you use?" Zi Ling said to the beautiful Rakshasa .

Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, showed a warm smile, and said, "Girl, I have always been like this." You're not going to be sleepy, are you? ”

Zi Ling shouted dissatisfiedly, "Who said I slept? ”

The rakshasa still patiently said, "You're not asleep, so what are you yelling about?"

Zi Ling was a little embarrassed and explained, "You rakshasas keep chasing me, and I shouted to strengthen my momentum. ”

"Rakshasa ?" Rakshasa heard his own definition, but instead showed a disapproving expression. She even stretched out her hand again, almost touching Zi Ling's head: "Girl, you won't break your head, right?"

Zi Ling deftly dodged his bald head back, and said vigilantly: "Although I fell, I won't break my brain!"

After that, Zi Ling also patted the place where she fell.

Strangely, the place where I fell just now was unusually soft.

It's as soft as a bed.

Zi Ling looked down and found that she was really sitting on a bed!

How can it be a bed?

Aren't you lying on the cold, hard ground covered in scars?

That's right, I still have a scar.

Zi Ling hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, trying to find the scar that proved that her brain was not broken.

At this time, Zi Ling realized that every inch of her skin all over her body was in hot pain.

However, there was not a single scar.

"What about my scars?" Zi Ling muttered to herself as she looked at the Rakshasa in front of her in confusion.

"It's over, I'm not really going to break my brain. Zi Ling suddenly felt confused.

Zi Ling hugged her head, distressed.

The memory seems to be frozen in the moment when I jumped off the entrance of the black pool.

On the same day, Zi Ling resolutely jumped into the entrance of the passage. Immediately found that under this entrance, there was a huge whirlpool.

The huge suction force trapped her firmly and quickly pulled her down.

The hot and sour water, along with the sediment, wrapped Ziling tightly.

Zi Ling held her breath, only to feel that the skin around her body was like being cut by a thousand knives, and it hurt her heart.

Endless darkness struck Zi Ling.

Her consciousness gradually disappeared into pain and darkness.

As for the later rakshasas and pursuits, they did appear quite abruptly. It seems that it is really just a big dream of his own.

Zi Ling stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and said to the beautiful woman, "Sister Rakshasa, why am I here?

The middle-aged beauty covered her mouth and smiled: "It's true that I saved you, but I'm not called Rakshasa." ”

Zi Ling was puzzled: "A friend of mine said that this underground is full of terrifying rakshasa ghosts. ”

"Your friend, I know. The middle-aged beautiful woman blinked and said, "It is rare to enter this underground world in a hundred years." Yours, a friend, finding such a passage in and out can be regarded as quite creative. After an eruption of earthfire, we found him where we met you. At that time, he was simply a piece of coke. After living with us for more than half a year, he ended up looking like a ghost and a ghost. This guy is so smart that he can see a way to make money. ”

"Is that the glow-in-the-dark Buddha statue he brought out?" Zi Ling blurted out.

"Those rags are just miscellaneous stones that we can see everywhere here, and we find an unruly craftsman to make them haphazardly. The beautiful woman said lightly.

Zi Ling smacked his lips, gasped, and muttered secretly in his heart: "A Buddha that is hard to find in a hundred taels of gold has become a tattered item here!"

The beautiful woman didn't notice Ziling's surprise, and still said faintly: "Later, this guy went in and out of here many times. Taking what he wants, he also brings what we want. ”

"So you're in business?" Zi Ling suddenly realized, "What do you want?"

"Poison. The beautiful woman still looked breezy, as if what came out of her mouth was just a short gossip from the parents.

Zi Ling's eyes widened, and she was stunned for a moment.

The beautiful woman did not intend to hide it, and continued frankly: "My clan has lived in seclusion here for almost a thousand years, and has been isolated from the world for generations. A lot of things out there are already far beyond our level. ”

"Seclusion?thousand, thousand?" Zi Ling stammered, "So you are not underground Rakshasa demons?"

The beautiful woman glared at Zi Ling and felt a little funny: "My clan's surname is Ying, and the ancestor's name is Fusu." ”

"Ying Fusu? Zi Ling sincerely admired. Suddenly, she thought about it, and her heart was shocked, and she cried out in a lost voice: "Childe Fusu?"

"Exactly. The beautiful woman sighed, looking a little lonely: "A thousand years ago, my ancestors fought against the Huns, built the Great Wall, and made great achievements. But the ancestors were benevolent and righteous, worried about the country and loved the people, did not kill in vain, and did not have power. At that time, the people of the six countries had just experienced the flames of war and were struggling with the dire situation. The benevolence of the ancestors is tantamount to the grace of recreation. The good name of the ancestors moved the world for a while. But the ancestors were framed by traitors and lost the heart of the first emperor. After the death of the first emperor, Hu Hai usurped power, and even gave the ancestors to death. The ancestors were foolish and loyal, wielding swords to kill themselves in Shangjun. General Meng Tian has followed his ancestors for a long time and is resolute and loyal. He escorted the ancestors out overnight, so as to ensure that our clan continues to this day. It's a pity that General Meng also followed the ancestors in order to repay the kindness of the ancestors. ”

Speaking of this, the beautiful woman was already with tears in her eyes, her expression was sad, and she almost choked up.

Since childhood, Ziling has also heard the old man praise the virtues of his son Fusu, and he has also heard the eternal hatred left by Fusu's death. At this moment, when I heard the descendants of Fusu and sadly reminisced about my ancestors, I was also sad and moved.

"Then why did you get to this underground again?" Zi Ling asked with a handful of tears wiped from her eyes.

The beautiful woman sighed, and it took a long time to recover from her grief, and replied: "At that time, our clan dragged the old and the young, and in order to avoid the pursuit of Zhao Gao and others, they went all the way to the north, and suffered heavy losses. Heaven and earth are great, but there is no place for our race. Later, the ancestors of our clan inadvertently found this underground place, and since then they have not been able to escape from the world, let go of the grievances of this red and earthly world, and finally live in peace for a thousand years. ”

"Oh. Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and was secretly happy in his heart for these Fusu descendants.

But Zi Ling thought about it again, and as if he had found a problem, he couldn't help blurting out: "Since you can get what you want and get a place to live in a paradise, you must not ask about the world and have no quarrel with the world." Why do you need to buy poison from the outside world?"

When the beautiful woman heard this, her expression changed, and she sneered lightly: "Don't ask about the world, have no quarrel with the world? These are just good wishes." Most of the so-called wishes cannot be realized. The beautiful woman's face showed a self-deprecating sadness: "As long as there are people, there are desires, power and interests, and naturally there are struggles." Therefore, where there are people, there will never be peace. ”

Zi Ling frowned, feeling inexplicably lost in her heart.

The beautiful woman continued to say lightly: "A thousand years ago, in addition to the descendants of my Fusu ancestors of the Ying clan, there were also the descendants of General Meng Tian, as well as the clansmen of Mrs. Wang, the wife of the Fusu prince. The descendants of these three tribes should have supported each other and shared weal and woe. However, after nearly a thousand years of development, these three ethnic groups have gradually grown separately, forming a three-legged trend, but they are also going farther and farther away, and they dislike each other. In recent years, the Wang clan's desire to dominate has become more obvious, and it has the potential to annex the other two clans. This former peaceful place is long gone. In order to protect themselves, our people can only resort to the methods of the outside world. ”

Ziling took a breath.

What are rivers and lakes?

Everywhere!

Have a heart to find peace.

But there is no peace.

The beautiful woman looked at Zi Ling's gloomy look and felt a little funny, so she changed her words: "You are alone, why did you appear here?"

Zi Ling struggled to recover from her sadness, and said curtly, "I'm here to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone?" the beautiful woman blinked her eyes and pursed her lips and smiled: "You have come here after nine deaths, and the person you are looking for must be extremely important." Could it be your lover?"

Zi Ling's face turned red and he stammered, "No, it's not." It's not a lover, yes, it's ......"

Zi Ling was speechless for a while, who is Bingyang?

I can't tell you myself.

The beautiful woman almost laughed out loud: "I understand." ”

How do you understand? Zi Ling was a little confused. The descendants of Fusu Gongzi are really good at Lan Xin.

"But your lover also fell into this underground place?" asked the beautiful woman, frowning.

Zi Ling's expression changed, and he said gloomily: "He fell into the earth fire." ”

The beautiful woman was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Then how do you know that he is still alive?"

Zi Ling didn't think about it, and blurted out: "As long as it can't be proved that he is dead, he is still alive." Zi Ling paused and said firmly, "As long as he lives, I can find him." ”

The beautiful woman stared at Zi Ling, as if she couldn't bear to shatter this sweet dream. After a long time, she said cautiously: "This underground place is vast. It's not easy to find someone. ”

Zi Ling said disapprovingly: "There is no easy thing in the world. No matter how big your underground land is, I am not afraid. ”