The bones were in an incorrect position, lying on the ground, a little twisted, one hand pressed against his chest and the other stretched out in the direction of his straight head.

The five fingers are spread out, as if to cry for help.

Seeing this, Cui Xiu was thoughtful.

The Quartet observed it and had a plan.

Before the scholar died, he should have wanted to run somewhere, and his body was still hurt, and he was in some pain.

That's why the bones are in such a position after death.

Some thoughts flashed through her heart, and Cui Xiu got up and looked in the direction of the corpse's legs.

There was still a fog in front of him, but with the guidance of the scholar's bones, there were already some differences in Cui Xiu's heart.

The long sword was slightly raised, horizontal to his chest, and Cui Xiu walked forward slowly.

Thirty steps later, the eyes suddenly opened up.

The fog was empty, revealing an empty space three feet square.

In the center of the clearing, a short rod of extremely dark color was inserted diagonally on the ground, and from time to time some gray air currents turned out of the middle stream, and then merged into the surrounding fog, without the slightest ripple.

When Cui Xiu saw this, he didn't understand that the culprit who caused the weirdness in this place was this mysterious short stick in front of him.

My heart moved, although I saw the short rod, Cui Xiu had no impulse.

If there is no accident, the reason for the dead scholar outside should also be on this short stick.

With the experience of the past, Cui Xiu did not dare to take it lightly even if he had the ability of gray mist.

After thinking about it and raising his vigilance, he slowly walked to the side of the short stick, and instantly felt a coldness.

The body involuntarily gave birth to goosebumps.

After a little hesitation, Cui Xiu still made a move, he lifted the long sword and gently tapped it towards the short stick.

"Ding!"

The short rod was made of unknown materials, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the body, making a metallic crisp whisper.

At the same time, the surrounding billowing fog seemed to be affected by something, and it was actually a turbulent tumbling town.

Seeing that Cui Xiu was vigilant, he didn't dare to continue to act.

But after waiting for a while, the fog calmed down, and nothing changed much.

Cui Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

But just when he made this movement, he didn't know that outside the valley, the old woman who was waiting quietly seemed to sense something, and her face involuntarily showed a look of joy.

......

Cui Xiu couldn't help but try it with his hand, his finger pointed on the short stick, it was extremely cold, and for a moment it seemed that something terrifying was about to pour into his body.

He was so frightened that he almost let go of his hand, but the familiar sensation that followed made him barely suppress the urge.

Then, the cold turned into coolness.

"Sure enough!"

Feeling the familiar feeling and the gray air flow flowing into the body along the fingers in his eyes, Cui Xiu's heart couldn't suppress the joy.

He was not wrong, as the source of the anomaly in this place, the short rod was also the source of the gray air current.

Since his body would not be eroded by the short stick with the help of the gray mist ability, Cui Xiu also relaxed a lot, and then picked up the short stick.

At this time, Cui Xiu realized that it was a short rod, but it was better to say that it was a part of something.

Because the rod was so short, and there were signs of being chopped.

Before, this thing was stuck straight into the ground, revealing only a section of the length of the index finger, and Cui Xiu thought that most of the body of the stick would be underground.

Who knew he just picked it up with a slight pinch.

Then I found that this stick is only the length of the index finger, the body of the stick is not thick, and it is only the thickness of the index finger, the color is dark, and the dense strange patterns on it are not known what the parts are.

Of course, Cui Xiu thought about this, and he was also curious, what attracted his attention the most at this time was not the short stick itself, but the change of its own gray fog panel.

There is obviously a large amount of gray air current, or source force, on the short rod.

After Cui Xiu came into contact with the short stick, the data on the gray mist panel was beating rapidly.

In just such a short period of effort, the attribute of the source force column has risen to a point.

Of course, this surprised Cui Xiu, you must know that the human bones he collected before, but it took almost half a day of hard work to accumulate a little source power, which shows how exaggerated this situation is now.

With the source power, if nothing else, it is enough to say that it can make Cui Xiu directly enhance his strength, so the change in the value of the source force naturally affects his mind more than the origin of the short stick.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on, misfortunes and blessings lurk, the ancients did not deceive me!"

Cui Xiu was happy in her heart, and couldn't help but have a common saying.

However, just as he was paying attention to the changes in the gray fog panel, it seemed that because he had taken the short stick, something happened around him.

Previously, he had only tapped the short stick with his long sword, and the fog had surged, but now that he had taken it away, it had caused a storm.

The mist of the entire valley surged wildly at this moment, like a gust of wind sweeping, and the mist swept towards the short stick in Cui Xiu's hand like a tornado.

Cui Xiu came back to her senses, surprised in her heart, but couldn't do anything to respond.

So, he could only watch as the mist came in, and after the gray air flow in it was swept into the short rod, the fog dissipated.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, or maybe it was a cup of tea, and the fog swept around Cui Xiu finally dissipated, revealing a whole quiet valley.

Without the fog, the whole valley is a little less terrifying and more soft.

"Hoo ......"

Cui Xiu has been holding the short stick tightly, not daring to move easily, but now that the turmoil has calmed down, he breathes a sigh of relief.

The evening breeze blows, and the moonlight is faint, as if seeing the world again.

"Cui Gongzi, are you alright?"

At this moment, an old voice sounded, from far and near, to Cui Xiu's side.

Cui Xiu hurriedly turned her head and saw the old woman's pale old face with a little excitement.

Seeing that it was the old woman, Cui Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and her somewhat nervous face was also relieved, and said with a smile: "Thank you mother-in-law for your trouble, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay, since it's okay, Childe might as well give the thing in your hand to the old woman, this thing is not good for the living, Childe should have seen the fate of the scholar." ”

For some reason, Cui Xiu felt that the old woman's voice seemed to be a little less kind and a little more cold.

He didn't think much about it, he just thought it was because the old woman was a ghost, so he said: "It's okay, my mother-in-law should know that I have practiced some qi cultivation kung fu, and this thing can't hurt me, so it will be a little good for me, and it can be regarded as a chance." ”

Cui Xiu already regarded this thing as his own, at least until the source power in it was absorbed by him, he would always take it with him.

It's just that as soon as he explained it, the old woman opposite sighed slightly, and her face became a little gloomy.

"Cui Gongzi, you can make it a little difficult for the old woman to do this......"