"You followed like this before?" Hao Chen looked at the child not far in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, ......" Pei Yang, who was standing at the front, replied crisply.

Fang Xin, who passed by them, originally did not have mountain roads and Taoist temples, and this time the plot was the opening of the 'Land of Trapped Dragons' and changed the mode? Hao Chen watched the child cross a tall stone staircase with difficulty, and he beat the drum uneasily.

The moon was still hanging on the treetops, the sky was full of stars, and several people followed behind Xiao Fangxin and stood in front of the Taoist temple gate halfway up the mountainside. The towering wooden door of the Taoist Temple was closed tightly at this time, and Fang Xin did not rush to knock it, but just sat on the steps in front of the door, yawning and waiting quietly.

But after a while, the sound of footsteps behind him came again, according to legend, this should be the immortal who taught Fang Xin's chess skills, so everyone turned around, looking forward to the immortal who had not yet appeared with curiosity.

Hao Xin stayed by Hao Chen's side, he didn't have much interest in these strange legends, all he wanted was to hurry up, hurry up and end the battle, hurry up and enter the 'land of trapped dragons', he was more curious about whether the 'apostates' who had been imprisoned for nearly a thousand years were male or female, what it was like.

The pace is getting closer and closer, Hao Xin yawned, since Fang Xin didn't pay attention to them before, then this so-called old immortal is the same, it is similar to the NPC monsters in the game copy, and no matter how many times he fights, it is just a mode to wander around.

He rubbed his eyes, reflexively turned his head at the black shadow that was slowly walking up from his side, and the whole person froze in place.

The black shadow couldn't see his face clearly, he couldn't see his clothes clearly, he could only see that it was a black shadow in the shape of a human, with normal movements of his head and limbs, and the moment Hao Xin looked at him, this black shadow also seemed to see him, turned his head slightly, and stopped his slow steps.

Rubbing his eyes again, he opened them, and the black figure of the human figure was still standing in front of him.

Hao Xin broke out in a cold sweat, and stretched out his hand to the side, wanting to drag Hao Chen beside him, but he only touched the smooth stones and damp soil around him.

He slowly turned his head sideways to look to the side, only to suddenly find that not to mention his brother, everyone who was around him just now was gone, leaving only the inexplicable black shadow standing in front of him staring at him.

"!" Hao Xin was excited, got up and ran to the side, while constantly condensing ice nails, and hitting the black shadow just now.

After running for a while, standing in front of the still closed gate of Daoguan Mountain, he tentatively stopped and quietly looked back, there was no one, no shadow, Hao Xin sat on the ground nervously, and took a long breath.

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman suddenly appeared, close at hand but felt thousands of miles away, this voice preached Hao Xin's ears, like a stone that fluctuated to the deep pool in his heart, banged, exuding a strange horror from the inside out.

Hao Xin closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look back, almost crazy to throw the ice nail behind him, but he couldn't hear any reaction, no one howled, and there was no sound of the ice nail hitting any object.

Mud cows into the sea.

Nervous, frightened, and waited for a long time, except for the wind in the mountains, Hao Xin couldn't hear any sound.

When he opened his eyes, he cautiously raised his head, only to meet a dark shadow looking down at his face.

Maybe it was frightened, maybe those eyes were a little familiar, Hao Xin didn't panic like that, but put his hands on the ground and looked at the black shadow in confusion.

Slowly, the black shadow moved, and no longer bent straight down, he stood up, originally fused into one, only the whole of the torso and head began to change, the limbs, eyebrows, eyes, and figure all changed more and more clearly, but there was no superfluous movement, just standing there The pupils were clearly visible.

Slowly, Hao Xin felt more and more that the black shadow in front of him was so familiar.

"Why are you still hanging out outside at this time!" The black shadow suddenly opened his mouth, and the thick middle-aged man's voice made Hao Xin's pupils shrink while he was sitting on the ground.

"How many marks did I get on the exam last week! If I let the teacher talk to me again, you will look good!"

"Another 40 points! Are you a waste?"

"Uncomfortable, can you find some more reason to be retarded!"

"For you to study, eat and wear, what are you going to repay me?"

The black shadow began to circle around Hao Xin step by step, constantly repeating the most terrifying words in Hao Xin's most terrifying voice.

"You're just here to pass on my ancestry!" The black shadow stopped again, with an extra belt in his hand, waved it vigorously, and slammed it at Hao Xin.

"Waste!

The black shadow kept repeating the words, and the movement of picking up the belt did not stop, as if he was angry to the extreme.

Familiar scene, familiar voice, Hao Xin reflexively hugged his head and curled up. At that moment, Hao Xin seemed to have returned home, the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on the man's body, and the noise of the car downstairs poured into his mind like a tide again.

After a while, the sound stopped, and the surroundings returned to silence again, Hao Xin raised his head, and there was no longer a black shadow, and the tall Taoist temple, pine trees, and full moon were gone.

It was pitch black all around, and the air was cloudy and dreary, and if you listened closely, it seemed like the sound of someone arguing. He reached out to cut through the darkness, but he stumbled into something as wooden as a wall.

Cold sweat came out of every pore on his body in an instant, and he touched his side, there were hard planks up and down, left and right, and he was locked in a confined space.

Knock, knock, knock, he clenched his fists and pounded hard, he wanted to scream loudly, but found that it was as if his throat had been sealed.

Unable to make a sound, fear came like a tidal wave, and he just tapped desperately, ignoring the pain in his hands and forgetting his water skills.

Slowly, the sound of the quarrel outside faded away, leaving only the tapping sound of him and himself gradually stopping, as if an endless echo echoed in his ears. He wanted to calm himself down, he wanted to tell himself that it was all as false as a dark shadow, but he couldn't stop the tide of pain and despair, his heart was full of resentment and loneliness.

He gave up calling for help and curled up again, clutching his knees like a child, the space in which he was trapped became smaller and smaller, the planks against his skin, hard and cold.

He remembered that in the past, when he had not yet been taken to the Hao family, he lived in a crowded and dirty orphanage in the countryside, and no one cared about him, let alone his life or death.

He had been put in a huge wooden box by his aunt because he had been wetting his mattress continuously, and as he was doing now, he remembered that he was begging and crying, and he remembered that he tried desperately to open the box, but in the end he could only curl up in it and cry until he fainted because of the lack of oxygen.

The scene of that year struck again, and the most terrible scene in his memory reappeared, Hao Xin began to tremble helplessly, and the lingering despair and pain in his mind wrapped him tightly, unable to break free.

I don't know how long it took for the air to get thinner and thinner, and his consciousness was gradually moving away from his body, trying to open his eyes, a light was ingested in his eyes, Hao Xin tried hard to see clearly, and tried hard to reach out to hold something......

In front of the Taoist temple, Hao Chen and everyone silently waited for the arrival of the legendary immortal, the footsteps gradually approached from behind, and a familiar figure in search of prestige was getting closer and closer to him.

"Old man drum, don't tell me you have a younger brother!" Hao Chen saw that the figure that was gradually coming was not someone else, but a person who had changed his clothes, and was exactly the same person as the old drum man of unknown origin in his mind.

"Hey, speak?" Elder Gu didn't respond, Hao Chen looked suspiciously at the person walking past him like Fang Xin, the mountain was cold, he lifted his collar and followed in small steps.

"Yes, I finally didn't be late this time!" The old man, who seemed to be an old doppelganger, turned around and looked back at Hao Chen, who was following the footsteps to climb up, with a hint of relief and approval in his eyes.

Seeing the old man staring at himself, Hao Chen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and pointed to his nose.