Hacha cautiously walked into the sea of fire formed by the ghost fire, his steps slowed down a lot, and he wandered forward, his eyes almost inch after inch of the desert, as if looking for something. Finally his gaze landed somewhere, leaving a trail about two feet wide, and the trail was winding, like a small snake that had lost its way and could not find its way.

Hacha was a little agitated, and quickly searched along the trail, and he didn't know how far he went, and finally found the end of the trail, a thin figure curled up in the desert, and the dry flying sand almost buried half of his body in it.

Looking at the figure and dressing up, it is a teenager.

Beside him was a foot-3-inch square millstone, which had a hole in it, and through the hole was a blood-red iron chain, and the ends of the chain were actually locked to the young man's lute bone. In this way, he dragged the millstone with his thin body and walked in the desert.

When Hacha saw the sleeping boy, his steps suddenly slowed down a lot, and even his breathing was almost held, while his body couldn't help but tremble, and his originally calm face was torn apart by pain and anger. He walked over gently, sat down beside the boy, and stretched out his rough, heavy hand to soothe the child.

It was the only thing he could do.

However, not long after Hacha sat down, the boy woke up with a scream, and when he woke up, he waved his hands in horror and pushed Hacha away, shouting incessantly: "Don't come!

"Lihai, it's me!" Hacha hurriedly grabbed the crazy young man and kept reassuring, "Take a good look, it's Master!"

"Master?"

The boy had just woken up from a nightmare, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to open his eyes, and when he heard the word "Master", he suddenly quieted down, and his tense body gradually relaxed, and he slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes were constantly emitting green ghost fire, like a little devil.

His name is Dong Lihai, and since he was sensible, Hacha has entered his memory, and Hacha can always give him a lot of strength at critical moments, give him encouragement again and again, and let him gradually grow up.

"Master!" the young man's eyes were beating with ghostly fire, his face was actually fragile, and his eyes were full of longing when he looked at Hacha, "I'm so tired, I want to go home!"

Hacha suddenly hugged the young man into his arms, his heavy palm continued to soothe the young man's back, and said firmly in the young man's ear: "Lihai, if you hold on for a few more days, I can save you out, and then we will leave here forever and go to a place where there is no one to live an ordinary life!"

"Liar, you've said it many times!" the young man suddenly broke free from his arms, his face suddenly exposed to green veins, and shouted at him, "Master, am I going to die here?"

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I worked hard, and when I was tired, I fell to sleep, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I had nightmares, and I met so many ghosts, and they all dragged the shriveled corpses after me, and I kept running and running, but the more I fled, the more they came, as if they could never get rid of them, and finally, I was torn apart by them! Again and again, there was no end, I ...... I don't like that feeling!"

"And the chain on my back, it really hurt at first, and I couldn't sleep for days and nights, but then the pain became lighter and lighter. I don't feel the pain anymore, I feel like it's growing with my bones, but I don't want it to grow on me, it's so ugly!"

Dong Lihai has always been a child in Hacha's eyes, no matter what the teenager complains to him, he will not take it to heart, but will feel more and more guilty, and even feel a deep sense of guilt.

Hacha walked up to the young man, grabbed the young man's thin shoulders with his hand, and stared into the young man's eyes: "Lihai, that adult has promised me, as long as we provide him with enough soul stones, he can recover in a few days, and then he will untie your body and let us go." Believe me, as long as we hold on for a few more days, we can leave here forever and go to a place where there is no strife!"

The ghost fire in the young man's eyes pulsed, as if he felt the belief in Hacha's eyes, and the ghost fire gradually extinguished, revealing a pair of eyes that emitted green light, and the green pupils looked exceptionally crystal beautiful in the dark. "Master, I'm going to work!"

The boy stood up again, his body as thin as a piece of paper, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any moment, the chain striking made a crisp clanging sound, and when the sound disappeared, the grinding disc began to drag again in the desert, leaving a long trail.

Dong Lihai's lonely shadow kept wandering between those ghost fires.

He stopped in front of a ghost fire, stretched out his slender hands and directly "plucked" the ghost fire, and his body at the same time emitted the same green light as the ghost fire, enveloping the ghost fire. The originally two-foot-tall ghost fire condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally condensed into a palm-sized flocculent, which was put into the bag around his waist. Then he dragged the millstone to the next ghostly fire.

About an hour later, Dong Lihai came back, with a bulging bag hanging from his waist, he handed the bag to Hacha, his face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and turned around and walked towards the remaining ghost fire. Hacha watched as the boy plucked off one ghost fire after another, his lips moved, and finally he didn't speak.

Hacha quickened his pace, and the east was already showing the whiteness of the fish's belly. As soon as he returned to the refining workshop, he explained that the disciples had no soul stones produced today, and directly refused all the guests. He reopened a hollow stone tire, knocked all the soul power into it, put it into the smelting furnace and began to refine it.

When the first rays of light rose, he placed four more stone tires in front of the dark tunnel, but this time his eyes did not dodge, and he watched as the pale arms dragged all the stone tires into the darkness.

"My lord, I want to see you in the future!" Hacha finally said it, barely holding back his fear.

The passage was extremely quiet, and suddenly an extremely cold voice came out: "Tonight, go find Zhang Yuan and the mute, they will show you the way." ”

Naturally, it was noisy outside the refining workshop for a long time, especially the owners of the two floors of Yufeng and Baihua, and their attitude was even worse, after all, the situation in the desert without a trace was getting worse day by day, but the soul stones collected were very few, and they were not enough for the relatives of the family to use, and the people of the side branch clan could not count on it. However, at this critical moment, Hacha suddenly announced that he had not succeeded in refining the soul stone today, how could he not provoke the anger of the public.

Hacha sat quietly in the refining room, hearing the shouting and scolding outside clearly, his face gradually became gloomy, and a crazy look filled his eyes, and finally he let out a crazy sneer, constantly muttering strangely: "There are no soul stones today, there will be no soul stones tomorrow, and I will never give you soul stones in the future, you just wait here to die!"

The fire of the smelting furnace burned brightly, reflecting on Hacha's face, making him look even older.

Night fell, and the time came as promised.

The dumb disciple and Zhang Yuan quietly came to the refining room, but as soon as they entered the door, they showed a shocked expression, and the huge smelting furnace in the refining room had disappeared, only Hacha stood alone facing the empty wall, standing with his hands in his hands.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Yuan was a little surprised, but it was rare that he didn't get angry.

Hacha saw the two of them, bowed respectfully, and said, "Two, I plan to concentrate on refining the soul stone for that lord in the next few days, and after the refining is completed, I will take Lihai to find a quiet place to retreat, and never ask about the red world again!"

Zhang Yuan showed a little admiration on his face, and said, "But you know the rules, the place where the adults are located must not be known to outsiders." ”

"I understand. ”

The dumb disciple handed over a blood-red jade bottle, and Hacha took the jade bottle and drank all the medicinal liquid inside, but after a moment, he collapsed to the ground.

The dumb disciple carried Hacha, who had passed out, and the two of them immediately escaped out of the night, with the dumb disciple in front and Zhang Yuan slowly following behind. The direction of the two of them is to the south of Traceless Town, which once housed more than twenty families, and is now an ominous place that Traceless Town could not avoid.

The two of them walked around the circle, and finally swept into a courtyard, and instead of going towards the house in the courtyard, they came to the corner of the courtyard, where there was an ancient well that had long been deserted, and the ancient well was less than a foot deep, and it was full of yellow sand.

Zhang Yuan looked very vigilant and carefully observed the surroundings, while the dumb disciple jumped into the ancient well with Hacha on his shoulder, and soon his body began to sink, and a pair of legs were quickly swallowed by the yellow sand, and then his entire body disappeared. Zhang Yuan looked around and jumped in.

Zhang Yuan only felt that the yellow sand around him was very tight, so that he couldn't breathe at all, but his body was slowly falling, until his feet were light, and his whole body fell quickly, he urged Xuan Qi, and his body jumped in the air and fell to the ground.

What I saw in front of me was a little surprising, it was actually a small underground palace, the palace was built of yellow rock, very regular, and there were many lights in the hall.

The most striking thing is the figure in this small palace. In addition to Zhang Yuan, the mute and the unconscious Hacha, there were five other people.

They were wrapped in a robe like dumplings, and the robe was embroidered with totems - three scorpions that bite each other.

Their aura was very strong, there was no trace of blood on their faces, and their eyes looked at Zhang Yuan and the others coldly. Four of them were at a distance from each other, and on the only chair in the palace sat a fifth, undoubtedly their leader, who was scattered with broken stones beside him, and a green stone in his hand.

"My lord, Hacha has brought it!" Zhang Yuan stopped not far from the leader.

The leader looked energetic and stared at Zhang Yuan, which made Zhang Yuan a little uncomfortable, and he always felt a terrible murderous aura enveloping him. At this moment, the mute gestured to the leader: "When we left, Hacha told us that he would concentrate on refining soul stones for the lord in the next few days, and asked the lord to let him and his apprentice go when the time came." ”

The leader turned his gaze to the mute and said coldly: "Remember that your surname is Zhang, I didn't send you here to intercede for these people, your life will always and only belong to the Zhang family, and you will live for the Zhang family and die for the Zhang family!"

The mute bowed his head and listened respectfully to the leader's teachings.