The cry for help just now was very similar to the little bracelet, but the little bracelet was obviously wearing on Shanhe's wrist, and she couldn't speak as soon as she entered the secret passage, so how could she ask for help from a distance now?

Could it be that the sound was not made by the bracelet?

Is someone deliberately imitating her voice to seduce the mountains and rivers? If you just walk past like this, will it be dangerous?

With many questions, Shanhe thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't come up with an answer. I had to open my mouth and shout at the north:

"You...... Who is it? Are you talking to me?"

After an inquiry, Shanhe stood in place, waiting for an echo from the north. But a minute passed in the blink of an eye, but there was no movement.

Seeing this, the immortal Shanhe asked again:

"Who the hell are you, speak quickly! If you don't speak, I'll be gone!"

Shanhe's tone sounded very realistic, but it still had no effect, and in the next half minute, he still couldn't get any reply.

Now, the mountains and rivers are distressed!

Since Han Gulin is a sect forbidden place, there must be something strange in it. In addition, the way of asking for help from the "little bracelet" just now was completely unreasonable, so Shanhe was reluctant to go because he was worried that he would fall into some kind of trap.

But on the other hand, if it was really Xiao Bang asking for help, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to rescue the other party. For this benefactor who has saved him countless times, Shanhe will not die without saving. For a while, he was in a dilemma, and his face was full of tangled colors.

After a half-minute struggle, Shanhe finally made his choice after a sigh and walked towards the north.

Even if it didn't make sense, he couldn't ignore the call for help and decided to find out.

After walking more than ten meters to the north, Shanhe saw a clearing.

There were several tall stone piles in the clearing, each two or three meters high, like a huge stone pile.

After traveling for tens of meters, behind one of the tallest stone piles, Shanhe discovered a hidden cave entrance.

It is very likely that the cry for help just now came from this.

Now that he had made a decision, Shanhe no longer hesitated, and went headlong into the cave, walking cautiously down a dark path.

After walking about thirty or fifty steps, a light blue light suddenly appeared at the end of the originally dark passage.

Seeing this scene, Shanhe immediately raised his vigilance, bowed his body and clenched his fists, and slowly moved inward against the inner wall of the cave.

At the end of the cave is an empty cave.

The top of the cave is inlaid with a lot of magical jade stones that glow blue, and the blue light that I saw in the passage just now is emitted from this.

As far as the eye can see, there are only two objects in the huge cave.

One is an old red clay pot, about half a meter high, standing alone in the deepest part of the cave;

The other thing is a white phantus, lying motionless in the center of the cave.

To say that it is like a cloud is not a cloud, like cotton is not cotton, and the feeling is unreal, and it is by no means an ordinary thing.

If it were someone else, it might be confusing, but Shanhe has seen this thing, but he has a sense of déjà vu.

The last time he fought with Yin Che, Xiao Bang had transformed into a white shadow and saved himself once. And at this moment, the mass of things in front of him was very similar to the white shadow at that time, so that Shanhe unconsciously connected them together, licking his lips, and asked tentatively:

"Little bracelet, is it—Is that you?"

Hearing this, Bai Ying didn't say any reply, but shook up and down slightly, feeling like nodding.

"Is it really you? You—how did you become like this?"

After asking the letter suspiciously, Shanhe subconsciously walked towards Bai Ying, intending to get closer to speak.

But as soon as he had taken two steps, he was still a few meters away from the white shadow, but he felt a strong wind of unknown origin suddenly attack him, stopping him in place and not allowing him to approach for half a minute.

Seeing this, Shanhe immediately showed a cautious look and raised his eyes to look around.

But apart from the white shadow and the red crockpot on the ground, there was nothing else in the house, and he had no idea where the strong wind came from.

"Who's making trouble? Have the ability to come out, don't be sneaky!"

Having already guessed that there were strange mountains and rivers in the cave, he shouted at the empty surroundings first.

But after waiting for more than half a minute, there was still no response, so he stepped forward and walked towards the white shadow again.

But as before, as soon as he took a step, the strong wind appeared out of thin air and stopped the mountains and rivers again.

And this time, the strength was even better than the last time, and he directly pushed the mountains and rivers backwards five or six steps before slowly stopping.

Hindered twice in a row, coupled with the worry about the little bracelet in his heart, as soon as he stood still, Shanhe shouted angrily:

"Who the hell is making a fool of yourself? Ming people don't do dark things, do you dare to show up in a battle? If you don't come out again, see if I don't tear down your cave!"

And this time, after a brief silence, someone finally spoke. It was an old, shrill voice, with a hint of contempt in it:

"Speak wildly! You little devil dare to fight me? What a joke!"

Hearing someone's reply, Shanhe immediately looked around, but failed to find half a figure.

A terrible thought immediately arose in his heart, and he asked tremblingly:

"Are you, are you a human or a ghost? Where are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the red clay pot standing against the wall suddenly click and shake.

Then, a white fantasy gas emerged from the canister and spun in the air several times before falling to the ground. After a series of expansion and squeezing, it finally turned into a human form and stood in front of the mountains and rivers:

"The old man is here, what can you do with me?"

After seeing such a scene of "changing from qi to people", the mountains and rivers were already cold in their vests, and a few drops of sweat oozed from their foreheads. Swallowing his saliva, he sighed in dismay:

"I'm going!

This old man, who changed from the white mist, looked seventy or eighty years old, with a childish face and a thin figure.

Wearing a pure white robe, a thin black belt around his waist, and a feather fan in his hand, he looked a little illusory but real.

After listening to Shanhe's words, I saw him gently pulling the long hair on his sideburns with one hand, and shaking a black and white feather fan with the other hand, and replied with his mouth open:

"The old man is neither a human nor a ghost, so you don't need to make such a fuss. ”

"What, you say you're not a ghost?" Shanhe shook his head in disbelief and said, "Then what are you?"

"The old man is not the East...... Phew, Bah, you kid dare to talk nonsense, hum! The old man's name is Hezhen, and he is a spirit animal here!"

(End of chapter)