Looking at the graves in front of him, Hu Qingniu felt that the soles of his feet were a little soft, how could he have experienced such a terrifying thing when he studied Marxism.

Hearing the sound again, despite the numbness of the scalp, Hu Qingniu still looked for it with a sad face, but in addition to the whistling wind and the graves everywhere, where did the figure come from.

"Senior, where the hell are you, don't play with me. ”

Hu Qingniu's voice was crying, looking extremely pitiful.

"I've told you everything, I'm here. ”

The owner of the voice seemed to be a little impatient, Hu Qingniu had a aggrieved face, this time he could distinguish the direction of the voice, and he couldn't help but look up, and suddenly almost cried.

I saw that the direction of the voice came from, but it was the largest tomb in the middle, which was several times larger than the other tombs, and the stone tablet in front of the tomb did not have dried up blood, but it was just a haze, which made people look down on the inscription of the tombstone.

On the front side of the tomb, there is a bamboo pole, there are mottled marks on it, it seems to have gone through a long time, this is nothing, the horror is a white cloth hanging on the bamboo pole, it looks a little tattered, and even has been yellowed, obviously a white flag.

It's just that the white flags are stained with blood, not dried dark red bloodstains, but extremely bright, and you can even see the blood flowing, constantly dripping down the bamboo poles, dripping with blood.

"It's... This..."

Hu Qingniu trembled and pointed to the grave in front of him, his heart was terrified, and his body was full of goosebumps.

In an instant, my head was not enough, I thought I had escaped from the bones, and I was extremely excited, but I didn't expect to come to an even more terrifying place.

"What are you talking about! Be careful to chop your hands off!"

The sound of yin testing sounded again, and Hu Qingniu was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand and covered it tightly.

The sound of a wheel, a rumble, like a dilapidated carriage, on the mottled muddy road, seems extremely harsh in this cemetery.

Hu Qingniu's eyes widened, and he saw that from behind the grave in the middle, a carriage drove out leisurely, no, there was no horse pulling the cart, and the carriage itself could move.

The body is pitted and dilapidated, as if it has been baptized by war, leaving traces of time, and the scars are all over the body.

There are also two wheels under the body, which have been a little twisted, and the wheels and shelves are a little broken, and they are randomly pulled on the car, as if they are hanging in the air, so that people are not worried that they will fall apart in the next moment.

The most bizarre thing is that there is a wooden villain standing at the front of the car, the villain has clear facial features, carved lifelike, with a broken arm on his body, the remaining arm is behind him, and only one and a half of two legs are left, one of which seems to have been cut off from under the knee.

The villain squinted his eyes and cracked the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mouthful of leaky yellow teeth, with a weird smile on the corners of his mouth, which looked a little eerie.

Wheels, wheels!

The chariot drove slowly and came to Hu Qingniu, who was already frightened, and the villain's mouth moved slightly, revealing a grim smile and a quack laugh.

"Hell!"

Hu Qingniu screamed, only to feel a cold air rushing to his mind from the soles of his feet, and his scalp was about to explode, he had studied history, and knew that this was the ancient guide car of the earth, but he didn't expect the villain in the guide car to laugh.

"What are you yelling about, be careful to disturb your master, cut off your tongue. ”

When the villain saw Hu Qingniu screaming, a cold glow oozed from his eyes, and he scolded.

Hu Qingniu hurriedly covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound, with a look of horror in his eyes, he found that the owner of the voice was the villain in the guide car.

Moreover, don't disturb the master, what do you mean, could it be that the owner of the tomb is still alive and conscious? Oh my God, what the hell is this place?

"Hehe, aren't you looking for me?"

The villain smiled gloomily, looking extremely weird, Hu Qingniu was about to cry in his heart, he knew that it was like this, he would rather go out and be killed as a monster, and he didn't want to come in!

"Before... Predecessor... Is that you?"

Hu Qingniu still couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and asked in a trembling tone.

"Or do you think, huh!"

The villain carried one arm behind him, raised his chin slightly, and looked extremely unfathomable with a haughty look on his face.

"That's... That's fine... I'm leaving?"

Hu Qingniu began to anoint the soles of his feet, and slowly retreated, he didn't dare to hope for any more transformations, leaving this place alive was the most important thing, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but go crazy.

"Wait! This place is just as you say, and as you go!"

The villain's face suddenly pulled down, and a pair of slightly green eyes stared at Hu Qingniu, staring at him until the soles of his feet trembled, and he almost couldn't help but turn around and run.

"Don't you want to have a good relationship with me, and my enemy is your enemy?"

The villain continued to add fuel to the fire, and said with a sinister smile.

Hu Qingniu only felt that the sky collapsed in an instant, and he wanted to cry, if he knew that it was such an ending, he would still have a good fate of a fart, how far he would run.

I regret a little in my heart, why did I think about transforming into a shape, came to the Lost Forest, chased into the forbidden land, and came here, lying in the arms of the young lady of the Pastoral Sect, how good it should be to be chic and free.

"It's... Oh, yes... The younger generation is to come to have a good relationship with the seniors, since they have met, the fate has been concluded, and the younger generations will not bother. ”

Hu Qingniu sneered, the green eyes of the villain, the gloomy corners of his mouth, and the overall weirdness, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a good class, how dare he make any good fate, what kind of shape, thinking in his heart that he must have been deceived in, and he didn't know how he would die for a while.

"Humph!"

The villain put on a face, snorted coldly, stared at Hu Qingniu with a cold glint in his eyes, and looked like you are playing with me.

"Don't you want to transform into a shape? I'll point you in the way, as long as you kneel in front of your master, worship sincerely, and if you have a fate, your master will help you transform yourself. ”

"Ahh Yes... It's as simple as that?"

Hearing the villain talk about the transformation, Hu Qingniu was shocked, thinking that the villain had finally shown the fangs of the conspiracy, and was about to refuse, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

"There is gold under the man's knees, and I, Hu Qingniu, have never knelt to the sky or the ground, how can I... Yes... The master of the predecessors must be a generation of heroes, wise and martial, such a person, the younger generation encounters it, how can I not worship, the predecessor has to say more, don't stop me!"

Hu Qingniu still wanted to behave hardly, but when he saw the green cold glow oozing out of the villain's slightly closed eyes, his face changed, his face was upright, and he looked like he was in a hurry if he didn't worship him, and he slammed and knelt in front of the grave.

Originally, there was still reluctance in his heart, but when Hu Qingniu knelt in front of the grave to worship, there was a magnificent sound of sacrifice in his ears, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, shocking people's hearts, as if there were thousands of living beings, praying and crying, praying and singing.

A sense of sadness instantly rose in my heart, and before I knew it, my eyes were already a little red, my nose was sour, my emotions were infected, and my mind was immersed in it, and I couldn't extricate myself.