I looked at the map with a good feeling to myself, "yes, yes, yes, there's a creek here, and it's ten miles north along the creek." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info""Okay, I've found the feeling, it's almost there." "Yes, yes, that's the direction. ”

Just when I was self-affirming again and again, I was sure that my sense of direction was right, the map was right, and the route was right, but when I was still a mile away from this teleportation array, it felt like I had encountered a ghost hitting a wall, no matter which way I went, I would always return to the place where I originally started, and I really encountered a ghost.

No matter what, I sat down on the spot, had dinner first, replenished my strength, this hunger, my brain is not flexible enough. That's right, it's the dry and hard rice balls again. I was nibbling on the rice balls, thinking about what the hell was going on? Is this a natural ecstasy array composed of trees, or a wall trapped array controlled by ghosts, etc., but my vision is still too low, what the hell is this, I am in the clouds at all, I don't have a clue, maybe this is the authorities' fandom!

While I was sitting on the ground, arguing with this trap, the day was getting dark without warning, and it was still an hour before the sky was completely dark, so why was it dark?

I looked up to the sky, there was a huge dark cloud, blocking the sun, "Thunder, rain, go home and collect clothes!" I also hurriedly took out a bamboo umbrella from the iron pot and held it up.

A sudden rainstorm, "boom, boom, boom ......", like a reservoir flooding, rushing down from the sky, even if I have this bamboo umbrella to support, I am also drenched into a soup chicken.

Slowly, this rainstorm, that is, after about five minutes of rain, slowly weakened, and only some drizzle was left. I was about to put away my umbrella when I saw a curtain of rain in the dark clouds consisting of reddish and blackened water droplets moving towards my location. this

Within a minute, this strange red rain had already descended on my head. The red raindrops continued to wash over my bamboo umbrella, and after a period of corrosion, only the handle of the bamboo umbrella remained. This water is not bloody, because there is not a trace of blood, but its corrosive power is indeed powerful. Without the barrier of the bamboo umbrella, this strange rain fell directly on me, although the fashion suit gave me a certain protective effect, but the bare skin outside was constantly attacked by this raindrop.

In the face of the invasion of this red rain, it seems that my body knows that the passivity of this Jin Yuan Decision cannot stop this corrosive ability, so it automatically runs the Jin Yuan Decision, and this defense suddenly increases several times, but this is not a long-term time, this rain is as delicate and continuous as a cow's hair, and I don't know when it will stop, and my metallic mana is impossible to support the operation of the Jin Yuan Decision for a day and a night. So I decided not to stay where I was, but to find a shelter from the rain.

"Soft Water Shield. With one hand I put a shield of soft water on my head, and with the other I took the iron pot and put it on my back, and out of the shade of the tree, I rushed into the rain.

The direction I rushed to was the route I had recently taken, but at this time, I don't know if it was my delusion or the ghost of the rain, the scenery and breath on the side of the road, and the last time I passed by, there was a real illusionary feeling.

Even when I fled in a hurry, I still didn't forget the desire for the weak water droplet, and took out the weak water bead with one hand, "Suck." "A red column of water was created on my head, and it hit the weak water droplets, and I was drunk by the weak water droplets. It relieved the pressure on my hand that had been holding the soft water shield, and I was finally able to take a break from this hand.

After another two hours of running wild in the rain, the weak water droplets were already full, and my hand holding the soft water shield was already trembling. Suddenly, I had adjusted to my dark vision, and in the shadow of a tree not far to the north, I spotted a fire.

It must be a place to shelter from the rain, someone has already lit a fire there, quick, quick, it's safe to get there. I took another step, running towards the place of the fire, and the speed that erupted in the desperate situation was extraordinary.

Within five minutes I had run to the building that was glowing with fire, but when I got there, I was hesitant to go in.

How could there be such a ruined temple in this wilderness? Could it be the Lanruo Temple in A Chinese Ghost Story? Could there be any thousand-year-old dryad here? What is the old demon of Black Mountain? Of course, I hope there will be Xiaoqian.

However, my retreat was extinguished by the red rain that was getting bigger and bigger. What are you afraid of, even if it is the thousand-year-old tree demon grandmother of this Chinese ghost story, now, she is just a little demon! This is at least a thousand-year-old tree demon after the Tang and Song dynasties! At least I think that the time when this Chinese ghost story happened should be in the Song Dynasty, so there is such a speculation.

I moved my trembling legs towards the small temple. This small temple without plaques, without statues of worship, has no temple characteristics at all except for its dilapidation? Is it just an ordinary house?

Slowly, slowly, I walked towards the burning bonfire, beside this bonfire, there was a figure shrinking, I wanted to get close to say hello, after all, he came first, and he was half a master.

Just as I was approaching the figure, suddenly, the man's head slowly turned. I was immediately frightened by his old face, which was full of wrinkles, and I was afraid that I would not be able to squeeze out new wrinkles, and the fat bags under my eyes were only a slit left in my squeezed eyes. It is said that the most wrinkles on this person's body are on the lips, but this face, as the lips disappear, these wrinkles have grown on the face. I can't tell his gender at all. Could it be that this is the grandmother of the dryad in A Chinese Ghost Story?!

He suddenly said a word, a hoarse voice, "You're here." ”

My little heart, along with his voice, beat like a drum, ......and the only sound in this silent little temple was my heartbeat.

"No, no, I didn't come, I went wrong, I'll leave right away. ”

"No, you're not mistaken, I can already smell you. ”

"Don't, don't eat me, I'm too fat, cholesterol is too high, you eat it too much, you will have indigestion, and also, I have an old man and a young ,......" In the face of the coercion of this old monster, I can't afford to resist for a while, even if I want to turn around and run away now, but I don't fight my legs, constantly trembling, I can't take a step at all, this can only be remembered as a weird strategy to beg for mercy.

"Who said they were going to eat you,......"