On the rugged mountain road, a line of queues winds its way.

The night was heavy, and the sky was covered with a thick frost like a heavy white veil. Siye was also covered by this layer of cold mist, and the surroundings were hazy, and after more than ten steps away, he could no longer see the scenery in front of him. A long line of people walked like a long snake without a head or tail, walking through the winding road, the front and the back melted into a white expanse.

"Choke. From the queue came the faint sound of iron colliding. Through the white mist, the black light reflected by the iron armor on their bodies could be faintly seen.

It was a troop of soldiers, hurrying from north to south. Hundreds of people walked in silence, no one spoke.

Leading the way was a middle-aged sergeant on a black horse, with a grim face and fixed eyes fixed on the front. An adjutant accompanied his horses.

"Ding Qi, the fog is big, let everyone speed up, let's get to Shulong Pass before Yin Shi. Looking at the increasingly blurred path ahead, the sergeant said with a frown.

The adjutant answered, and passed the order on in a low voice. After a short time, everyone quickened their pace, and all around them was the sound of shins rubbing against the long grass.

Ugly for three moments. The fog grew bigger and bigger, gathering around like a clump of cotton, stretching out its five fingers, and almost unable to make out its sight.

It is the middle of autumn, the frost weather, and the south often has such a heavy fog that makes it impossible to walk. The sergeant on horseback could not help frowning his brows and exhaling heavily, as if walking in a huge cloth bag, and not knowing where the danger would come from.

The adjutant who was called Ding Qi immediately sensed the displeasure of his boss and said in a low voice: "Captain, why don't you let the brothers put some wind spells out, such a fog can't be walked." ”

The lieutenant was silent for a moment, as if weighing the benefits and disadvantages, and after a while, he made up his mind and said, "Okay, tell me to go down and let the brother who can control the wind cast a spell." Pay attention to the scattered position, don't leave the back behind. ”

The adjutant took the order and ran down to arrange.

A moment later, more than a dozen soldiers who had learned the wind method were scattered throughout the queue, dozens of steps apart from each other, casting spells in unison. In a moment, the fog that enveloped the queue was dispelled.

With the help of spells, the soldiers moved faster. The captain rode his horse to the front, silent, only paying attention to the terrain ahead.

Go for more than an hour. Seeing that the road ahead was getting narrower, one wall was a bare dirt mountain, one side of the road was as straight as an axe, and the other side was a deep steep slope. The lieutenant couldn't help but hesitate a little in his heart. Such a terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and if there is an enemy ambush here, it is not easy to get through. He reined in his horse and frowned.

"Ding Qi, send someone to the front to take a look. ”

Ding Qi responded respectfully, but he didn't think so in his heart. He thought: "The lieutenant is too cautious, how can there be any enemy troops when he is traveling in the middle of the country now? Could it be that the dog of the Liao State actually has clairvoyance and ears and knows that we are traveling here? Besides, let them know that they can give birth to wings and fly thousands of miles to ambush us?" Shaking his head, he ordered his subordinates to arrange for two soldiers to come forward and explore the way.

The two men drifted away in the mist, and the white mist that had just been driven away quickly gathered again.

"Newspaper - the front is normal. ”

"Newspaper - no trace of anyone found. Listening to the letter from the two sentries from dozens of feet away, the lieutenant's heart calmed down a little, he raised his hand, and said to the adjutant: "Okay, give the order to go down, continue to march......" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the wind above his head a little strange, and his heart suddenly became alarmed!

"Whew!" a huge black shadow rushed down the hillside on the left, flying low. The fierce wind followed, and the unsuspecting soldiers were so encouraged that they fell to the ground. The dense fog could not stand the pressure, and quickly retreated in all directions, dissipating in an instant.

What a heavy fishy smell!

The lieutenant was startled by the strong foul smell in the air. Seeing the opportunity, he was quick to rein the reins with one hand, restrained the startled horse that was about to raise its hooves and neigh, and a series of commands shouted out of his mouth:

"The enemy is coming, be on alert!"

"The first queue is dispersed, and a long dragon formation is placed!"

"The second queue presses up, protect the flanks!"

"The third queue, form a group of soldiers to defend themselves! Those who can control the wind will immediately use it to blow the fog away!" He didn't know what the enemy was attacking, but it was better to be careful in such a remote place.

The soldiers suppressed their panic and moved quickly, and the hundred men in the first queue split apart in twos and stood in two columns. Without waiting for the command, Wu Zhu in the team began to chant the talisman spell, and for a while, the white light on the mountain road flashed. The second queue behind the first queue did not stop, quickly rushed to the front, lined up on both sides of the road, and protected the Chinese army, everyone with guns diagonally facing the sky, full of vigilance. The soldiers of the third group stood in place, every twenty men in a circle, armed with guns. This is the best defensive formation, and it is most effective against surprise attacks and group attacks.

The sound of chanting spells sounded up and down, and more than a dozen soldiers who had learned the wind control spell decided to cast spells, and in just a moment, the wind whistled, and the soft or strong wind struck out in all directions, washing away the mist around everyone.

The black shadow didn't expect the soldiers to move so quickly, and when he saw that the thick fog he was hiding in suddenly dissipated, he hurriedly flashed and fled into the fog in the distance. All they could see was a pair of wide wings and a long tail.

"What is this?" said the lieutenant, secretly horrified. He put away his panic and set it up again.

"The auxiliary team is divided into two groups, one is responsible for defense, and the other is responsible for blessing attacks, fast!"

Nineteen Wu Zhu were divided into two groups under the order of the squad leader, and scattered to all parts of the team to bless the soldiers with the Xuan Turtle Spell and the Divine Power Spell. After a low groan, golden and white dots of light flickered in the middle of the ranks.

Seeing a shadow flying overhead very quickly, a soldier who had just finished adding the Divine Power Spell shouted, raised his arm and threw it hurriedly, and the iron spear in his hand turned into a black light and shot straight into the sky!

There was a loud roar in the sky, and the big thing was hit, and there was a scream of sorrow. A little bit of blood spilled down like a rain.

Before the soldiers could rejoice, they heard the fierce sound of the wind, the strong wind was approaching, and the heavy pressure forced everyone to breathe. The enraged monster plummeted down from the sky, its massive body pressing down like a hill against the second line on the right flank. Everyone shouted in unison, without retreating, like Lin's spears and halberds stabbed into the sky together, the black shadow knew that these soldiers were so difficult, they didn't dare to fall again, the long wings flapped and flew into the sky again, taking advantage of this gap, the thick flesh tail was pulled horizontally, and the three soldiers who were beating their blades were smashed to pieces, and the miserable screams filled the entire mountain road for a while.

"The formation is contracted, and the weapons are unanimous!" "The lieutenant was slightly confused, and issued an order: "The third queue, keep the formation, and move closer to the first queue!"

The soldiers moved when they heard this. The Wu Zhu team in charge of defense and support was pale and ran back and forth, sparing no effort to bless the soldiers with spells. In the confrontation just now, they had seen the appearance of the monster clearly. It was a huge possum with two fleshy wings, and a thick tail the thickness of a millstone! Such a huge monster would not have a thousand-year climate sooner! They were not sure how to deal with such a thing. It's better on flat ground, but on such a narrow and difficult mountain road, they can't form a formation at all, but they are taught how to be good?

Captain Nadu was also apparently aware of the inability to form formations, and the narrow mountain roads were not suitable for group combat. He quietly issued orders to bring the soldiers together. Strive to shrink into a complete formation with a front army and a rear army, and two flanks. It's a pity that the terrain is not pretentious, and the road three or four people wide cannot accommodate so many soldiers, no matter how it shrinks, more than 300 people are still in a long line, everyone is armed with guns, but the phalanx that can exert great power cannot be formed.

"Pick up your gun, keep your guard up!" he half-stood on his horse, and shouted hoarsely, "Once you find its trace, throw your gun at it!" The reckless sergeant just now struck the monster in the wing, and the iron spear struck him, giving him a solution. As long as nothing happens, the soldiers blessed with the Divine Power Spell can also defend the sky. The only concern is that the youkai will attack with spells......

Before he could finish his thoughts, he heard a thunderstorm roll over his head, and before he could do so, there was a loud roar, and a bright thunderbolt fell from the sky, splitting the dense mist like a huge long sword straight into the crowd. Immediately, five or six soldiers were knocked to ashes.

Du Wei secretly complained in his heart, he should have thought that a monster with intelligence would not be able to defend himself, and how could a smarter monster not see the disadvantages that he could see?

"The whole army obeys!" he heard another rumbling sound above his head, and hurriedly shouted, "The queue is dispersed, turn down the hill, run!" However, his command was drowned out by the loud thunder, and no one heard his shout. After more than a dozen people fell, there were signs of rioting in the ranks.

"Run, everyone, assemble at the bottom of the mountain!" said the lieutenant, who had no choice of words, and with all his strength, shouted to the brothers who had been born and died together in front of him, his voice had become hoarse after a few shouts. The soldiers did not hesitate, and after many years of military service, they learned to follow orders without thinking, and everyone immediately turned and rushed towards the way they came. However, the actions of more than 300 people are not as easy to command as a few people. There were a dozen runners in front, but more people piled up behind, unable to move.

At this moment, there was a sound of 'Karon!', the earth shook, and the earth and mountains around him seemed to come to life, slowly turning their bloated bodies, and the captain felt the strong tremor of the land. His heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and the feeling of despair instantly broke through his heart.

"Protect! protect!" ......his voice stopped abruptly, and a huge mountain rock fell from the sky, smashing him and his men and horses into pieces.

It's a disaster.

Driven by the monster's spell, the towering hillside began to crumble, the thick layer of soil was staggered layer by layer, and the cracks several feet wide opened and closed quickly under the feet of the soldiers, like the huge mouth of a demonic beast, swallowing everyone who walked by. Overhead, countless flying rocks and mud fell with the fierce wind, smashing the soldiers who could not escape into pulp.

The monster took advantage of the chaos to rob and quickly pounced, and every time it swept by, there was a human head like a mouth.

In an instant, the screams were transmitted far away in all directions, and the thick smell of blood also flew over the mountains and spread everywhere.

"Woo-order!"

"Woo-order!"

Every few breaths in the mist, someone shouted in a lengthened voice.

To the south, on the mountain road, forty miles from where the soldiers were fighting, another team was heading north, just opposite the soldiers.

The group was much smaller, a dozen or so people, hidden in the fog and unable to see their faces. Their way of movement was very strange, and from a distance, more than a dozen shadows stood upright, jumping forward. When jumping, the knees are not bent, they rise and fall straight up, like a group of stiff dolls, and they land with a tom sound. Jumping in front of his head was an extremely tall shadow, disproportionately tall, a lot taller than his partner behind him.

A group of people were silent, jumping silently on the deserted road, one by one, towards the heights. After a good meal, the shadows finally jumped to the top of the hill, the fog dispersed, and the group gradually showed their figures.

A cyan corner peeked out of the mist. The tall, thin weirdo in the lead jumped to the top of the slope.

Fast boots hooked with gold threads, cyan robes, and very good texture. The man wore a jade belt around his waist. Looking further up, it was even more strange that two legs hung down from his chest, his straw shoes were filled with yellow mud, and a huge toe was still hooking.

"Woo-order!" someone spoke in the mist, coming from above the head of the jade belt.

A gust of wind blew, and the fog cleared a little, and now the leader could be seen in its entirety.

It turned out to be two people. To be exact, it was an old man with a white beard who rode on the shoulders of another man covered in blood, and let the man carry it forward. The man's face was terrifying, his face was pale, his eyes were gray, and two black lines of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes. There are the same two lines under the nose, on the lips, and on the ears.

He turned out to be bleeding from seven holes!

Looking back, more than ten people behind him were also average, with gray lips and dead faces. It's just that there is an extra soul-calming yellow talisman on everyone's forehead. It turned out that it was a group of corpses. The one sitting on the head of the zombie is expected to be the corpse chaser.

"Hu!" In the middle of the line, I don't know what I found, the zombie with the head suddenly screamed, raised its head to the sky, the stiff skin and flesh on its face bloomed, and its nose wrinkled and its mouth opened, revealing the white teeth in its mouth.

"Huh, there's blood?" said the old man on his head, his eyes full of surprise. He slapped his palm on top of his mount's head, and the zombie beneath him immediately stopped.

"It's so bloody!Ha! I'm killing again!Yes, yes, I'm so lucky!" The old man sniffed wildly in the air, and a look of surprise flashed across his face when he knew that there was a massacre ahead. He excitedly slapped the head of the zombie under him, and laughed: "Little ghosts, rush with my old man."

I'll take you to dinner!" his eyes lit up, his hands quickly sealed, and a cloud of blue light suddenly lit up in his palm, dyeing the white whiskers under his jaw a turquoise color.

"Ignorant and lifeless, pick me up, run quickly!" Sending more than a dozen green lights into the foreheads of the zombies one by one, the old man recited a spell, and immediately, the zombies who were originally walking slowly moved into a big way, and their mouths were full of nonsense, like a dozen powerful springs, all of them did not stop, and they rushed towards the north.

The thick mist surged, and soon after they had gone, it gathered again, hiding all the deep and shallow footprints on the ground.

Northern Song Dynasty, Yongxi three years.

This is an era that has been recorded as a troubled era, the smoke of war has not been extinguished, and evil has begun to run rampant again. Under the sky, mourning is everywhere, and the mourning is continuous. Within a thousand miles of land, the villages are deserted, the wild ghosts are crying, the people of the world are poisoned by the troubled times, countless families are ruined, and countless people have left their hometowns. Heaven and earth are like a large copper furnace with a charcoal fire, spewing surging surging heat currents, constantly rolling the flames towards the living beings in between.

In the mid-autumn of September, the battle between the officers and soldiers and the ghosts between Yue and Hubei was just one of the countless chaos in the world. As the frost gathered and dissipated, the sun rose, and the heavy dew carried the blood into the ground. After a few days of exposure to the sun, only some purple and black marks were seen on the yellow earth, and in more places, all the blood seeped into the land. Except for the many bones left over from the zombies on the side of the road, which showed this catastrophe, no one would have realized that this mountain road had devoured three hundred lives.

The sun rises and the moon sets, frost falls, and dew falls. The heavens and the earth are running as usual, and nothing seems to have changed.

After the fourth day, the residual fog dissipated, the morning sun rose again, the faint bloody breath on the mountain road also faded away, and a new group of travelers ushered in on the foothills not far away.

It was a green mule, walking slowly on the road, carrying three people on its back.

A young woman sat at the back, holding a heavy wooden book in her hand and was talking: "Tan'er, read to my aunt 'people-zhi-chu, sex-nature-goodness, habits-phase-closeness, sex-phase-distance......" She read in a lengthened tone, and her words were full of temptation and agitation. It's a pity that the object of her encouragement, the little boy sitting in front of the mule, ignores her, purses his lips, and hangs a trace of lingering saliva from his mouth to his neck, and is concentrating on pulling the mane of the mule.

"Tan'er, study with your aunt, and your aunt will give you fruits. The woman had no choice but to change the coaxing to the lure, and after a lot of effort just now, the little doll didn't even raise her head, which really disappointed her.

"Doesn't Tan'er like to eat fruit? Auntie has delicious fruit, does Tan'er eat it?" She clenched her fist, leaned forward, and shook the child's right ear through the man in front of her, signaling that there was a delicious fruit hidden in the fist, and wanted to lead the child to read.

Who knew that the little boy Hu Tan was very obedient, glanced at his fist, and muttered: "There is no fruit, my aunt is deceiving." This trick, the woman has used it three or five times on the road, Hu Tan listened to her words before, and honestly obeyed twice, but after two endorsements, he didn't get a reward, Hu Tan learned to be obedient, and he said nothing in the future.

The woman was so angry and funny, she couldn't imagine that this little doll was so shrewd, and it seemed that if she wanted him to study, she had to think of a new way.

She withdrew her fist and flipped through the wooden-sealed book in her hand. Under the bright light, the five bright red seal characters on the wooden cover are very bright: "Da Yuan Lian Zhenjing".

Choosing one of them, she reads:

“...... When the gold is melted, cut off a body of delusional and evil thoughts, so that there is no trouble. Mouth, nose, and mind...... Hey, this book is so difficult, my aunt almost forgot it, I guess Tan'er will definitely not read it, well, I'll see what the next sentence is......"

Xiao Hu Tan was unmoved, and his small fist grabbed the long hair of the mule, and pulled it again and again. As the horse jolted, the three small haircuts on the back of his head jumped to the left and right, like naughty insects dancing. The child is only about two years old, with beautiful eyebrows and looks childish and cute. His complexion was a little pale, and on his small face, a few thin blood vessels under his skin could be faintly visible.

"Alas, the mantra of Yangming Sword is too difficult, how can Tan'er be so stupid, how can he memorize it?" The woman pretended to sigh, peeked at Hu Tan, and saw that he still had no reaction, and said: "So, what about the simpler mantra of the Heart Sutra?" Qi-Luck-Zhu-Pulse-Section-Section-Cun-Jin...... Xiao Tan'er shouldn't be able to remember, right?" she paused for a moment, hoping that Xiao Hu Tan would be competitive, and then memorized it, but unfortunately all her wishful thinking failed. The little doll is so engrossed in plucking that she doesn't have time to pay attention to her.

The little boy was obedient a few days ago, and let him read whatever he wanted, but since he crossed Dongting Lake, he didn't know which tendon he had committed, and he refused to follow the study and learn to read anymore.

How can such a naughty child be taught?

Helplessly, the woman sighed softly and closed the book.

"Tan'er is not well-behaved and doesn't listen to her aunt. Aunt ignores you. ”

The corners of Xiao Hu Tan's mouth moved, and the saliva wrapped in a small ball of saliva finally flowed into his neck, and he seemed to mumble a few words, but the woman didn't hear any of them.

She raised her face to look at the man sitting in front of her, and said in her heart: "Brother Hu, your son is disobedient again, I can't teach him, what should I do?"

The man sat still, his eyes staring straight into the distance.

He didn't seem to see what was happening in front of him, his face rippled, his breathing was steady, and he let a heavy shadow of the sky and trees fall into his pupils. A silver needle pinned to his bun, looking behind him, I saw his neatly combed sideburns, half a pale and thin face, the man stared at the front seriously, however, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

The woman's mood dropped instantly, and she lowered her head and sighed faintly. A thought popped up involuntarily in my heart: "Brother Hu...... When are you going to get better? How long are we going to have to live like this?"

There was silence for a moment, and there was only the slight sound of the hooves of the animals on the road.

After a bend and walking in the shade, the cold autumn mood rolled up on the back of the mule and the three of them. The dew on the ground drenched the dirt, and the rocks on the side of the road were wet. The woman couldn't help but shrink her body, and at this moment, the little boy Hu Tan took care of himself and memorized the book, and his little hand kept pulling the mule hair: "...... When the gold is melted, cut off a body of delusional and evil thoughts, so that there is no trouble. The mouth and nose look at the heart, the heart follows the heaven and the earth, and the round and bright body appears. The heart mirror is clear, and the divine beads are clear, which can make all phases separate, clean and clean, and the heart originates from it. It is necessary to know that heavenly things have their own nature, and the intersection of spirituality is not allowed by the impure spiritual platform...... The purple smoke fell into the Danding, the treasure gas was vertical and horizontal in the furnace room, and the curse 'the master's secret method inheritance of all things should know the fate, fit, and disease!' Withdraw the fire, and the essence of the Dan is sprayed, and then on the forty-ninth day, three o'clock in the afternoon, the furnace is opened. ”

A long mantra, he remembered well. The woman was dumbfounded, stunned, and listened to the little boy recite the mantra of practicing aura by herself: "...... The luck of the veins, every inch inch, make up for the loss, the little but when the benefit, if the pond is full of autumn water, under the advection stream. Not tepid, not in a hurry, is the right way. Occasionally, the broken points jump, or the pulse is flying, such as high cliffs and waterfalls, adjacent peaks and streams, this is the harbinger of entering the demon, do not rush into the effort, so that the body is tormented by ice and coal. Yizhen is intended, Shouyuan is at the entrance, the lead water returns to the capital in seven weeks, and the gold liquid is really ...... nine turns"

The little doll slurred her speech, pronounced 'stream' as 'chicken stream', and pronounced 'broken point jumping' as 'broken point called leap', but other than that, the rest of the words are not bad. This is the Jade Girl Peak Aura Running Mantra that the woman taught him more than a month ago. It's hard to think that at a young age when Hu Tan was illiterate, he only remembered the pronunciation, and he remembered a spell so accurately, which couldn't help but amaze people.

"In the end, it is the son of Brother Hu. The woman thought to herself, "Brother Hu is such a smart person, of course the son he gave birth to will not be bad." She stared blankly at the side of the man's face, and the face in her memory flashed in her mind, and those two gentle and wise eyes flashed. It's just that the person in front of me is no longer as smart and wise as he was three months ago.

Right now, he is like a sleeping baby, his thoughts and feelings, his memories, have been deeply sealed.

The woman closed her eyes, and a deep guilt filled her heart, and she whispered in her heart: "Brother Hu, it's all my fault, I hurt you......"

The man in front of her is surnamed Hu, called Hu Buwei, a person from Fenzhou in the northwest, known as feng shui, who specializes in swaggering and fraud for a living. Hu Buwei was kind-hearted, but unfortunately fate was obedient, he suffered an accident on Chinese New Year's Eve the year before last, his family was ruined, and he only took his young son Hu Tan to the south to seek the medicine of resurrection and save his beloved wife. But who knew that the times were not good, and he encountered many ups and downs along the way, and his reputation was ruined, and he was chased and killed all the way by black and white characters.

The woman's name is Qin Su, and she was originally a disciple of the Jade Girl Peak in Jiangning Mansion. A few months ago, Hu Buwei was bullied by a traitor when he met Qin Su on the way to escape, so Ji saved her. At that time, Qin Su's hands and feet were braked and couldn't be bounced, Hu Buwei was helpless, so he had to carry her to Yuanzhou to find the same door, but when he was in the suburbs, he met Qin Su's master Qinglian Shen Needle. Qinglian Shenzhu was stubborn and self-serving, listening to the rumors, mistakenly thinking that Hu Buwei was the culprit who killed her six disciples, and angrily took action, forcibly detained and sealed a wisp of Hu Buwei's soul. The swindler has become the miserable appearance of ignorance and unawareness. (See "The Prequel of the Copper Furnace in Troubled Times" for details)

Later, Qin Su found a good opportunity on the way to escort him, secretly let go of the Hu family's father and son, and escaped from Yuanzhou with them. As a result, the whole south was in turmoil, and the group had no choice but to choose a remote mountain road and head north.

Qin Su has been studying art in the mountains since he was a child, and he is extremely unfamiliar with the things of the world, and he doesn't know how much embarrassment he has caused along the way. I don't know how to give money to buy things, the guest house doesn't pick a place, and I took Lao Hu Xiaohu into the black shop two or three times, thanks to her spells are not weak, and she wears an anti-poison and anti-fan spirit bead, and she can escape from several crises. If so, after more than a month of walking on the road, Qin Su slowly got used to this kind of life.

Hu Buwei's soul is deficient and he can't speak and think, but his body doesn't stop at all, eating, drinking, and Lazar, as usual. He was like a huge newborn baby, in constant need of care. Qin Su has done all the bitter and embarrassing things in the past three months, changing clothes for Hu Buwei in the bath, serving and drowning, and nothing will make her embarrassed. It's a shame that she has a secret promise to Hu Buwei, and she doesn't know the world, so she endured so much suffering.

In comparison, Xiao Hu Tan is much easier to take care of. Although the little doll is young, she has suffered many hardships since she was born, and she has long been accustomed to such a life of exile without a fixed home. Don't cry, don't make trouble, don't pick and drink, so Qin Su is very worry-free. As they got along for a long time, Qin Su gradually became familiar with the things of life, and he had more room to teach Hu Tan's homework.

When the three of them were in Dingzhou, Qin Su began to teach Hu Tan to learn words and endorsements, on the one hand, he followed Hu Buwei's method of teaching his son, let Hu Tan recite the mantras on the "Dayuan Lian Zhenjing", and on the other hand, according to his own experience, he taught Hu Tan "Three Character Classics" and "Hundred Family Names", so that children could read and write.

Xiao Hu Tan has an excellent memory, quite a father's style, and he memorized it for a few months, but he memorized most of the mantra pronunciation on the "Da Yuan Lian True Scripture". I also knew one or two hundred words, but after crossing Dongting Lake, without the temptation of his father, the child was not very obedient, and he was willing to study after Qin Su racked his brains to deal with it, otherwise, according to the previous progress, this entire scripture should have been memorized a long time ago.

Turning from a bend to a straight, daylight suddenly shines into your eyes. The autumn morning sun was still warm, the golden light was bright and dazzling, Qin Su closed his eyelids, and slowly opened them after a while, only to get used to the light again. She meditated on her thoughts, and didn't pay much attention to the road.

Hu Tan was still reciting the left and right sentences in a messy manner, and his childish voice danced on the mountains and autumn grass. At this time, the scriptures recited were transferred to the "Fire Bull Card".

“...... The heart palace is away from the fire, and the spirit is upward, gradually entering the wind house, not slow or dry, if it is broken, it will be a pill in seven weeks. At this time, when you hang the breath and recite the 'Heavenly Fire Golden Light Mantra', you can induce the five elements to enter the furnace......"

The same white object in front caught Hu Tan's attention. He stopped chanting, staring blankly at a skeleton lying on the grass by the side of the road. A pair of fine iron armor, twisted and twisted over the bones, covered in blood and dents. The bones were cut to pieces, and half of the ulna was thrown four feet out of the torso, under the full ribs, and the broken spine and tibia were piled together. The skull was left alone, the remnants of flesh on it drenched with dew, and it reappeared a pale red.

It was an unfortunate life, and he died so miserably.

Hu Tan stared blankly, silent, for a long time, suddenly shook his head and said: "Yin and Yang are charcoal, all things are copper, alas!" This sigh was stretched slowly and long, imitating Hu Buwei's tone vividly. Qin Su was suddenly startled, woke up from his contemplation, and listened to Hu Tan still shaking his head and talking absurdly: "Even birds and beasts can't survive, and people can't do it, this world, what's the matter!"

It turned out that a few months ago, on the road in the mountains, the father and son happened to meet a pair of fresh bones of an ape. At that time, Hu Tan remembered it, and now he learned it word for word, which made Qin Su stunned.

"Bone, bone, this is white bone. Hu Tan stretched out a finger and pointed at the sergeant's bones, his face full of seriousness. Hu Buwei taught him this word that day, which impressed him deeply. Qin Su raised his eyes and looked, dozens of zhang away, the mud and rocks collapsed, the huge mountain stones were buried between the soil, blocking the narrow mountain road, the side of the road was messy, guns, iron armor were thrown everywhere, a military flag embroidered with the word 'Shu' was draped on the road, and the blood stains stained the bamboo flagpole red.

Qin Su frowned, and saw that among the decaying grass, many fresh human remains were hidden in the middle, and the long road was broken, and there were shapeless armor artifacts and human bones everywhere. Many of the decapitated bodies hung down the steep slopes. It is conceivable that not long ago there was a tragic massacre here, and the perpetrators were so hungry for flesh and blood that they ate dozens of people cleanly!

"Could it be a monster?" Qin Su thought. She held back her nausea and looked up warily. The sky was blue, the blades of grass were faintly creeping, and the partridges were chirping slowly on the hillside. It was just an ordinary mountain morning, quiet and serene, and nothing out of the ordinary. As she was looking, a few lines of footprints caught her attention again.

This group of messy marks came all the way to here, stepped on the flagcloth, trampled the dirt in front of them, and climbed over the mud and rocks blocking the road dozens of kilometers away, and opened a gap and went forward. Strangely, these footprints are placed in pairs, and it seems that walkers often stand their legs together, standing one step, one step, one step, and one step after another.

Qin Su was puzzled in his heart, not knowing why these people walked like this. Judging by the footprints, these people passed by, stopped and surveyed, and then walked forward again.

Qin Su held his breath and looked at it for a moment, and was touched by the many miserable corpses, he didn't dare to stay here longer, and after a brief glance, he urged the mule and walked forward.

The gap was made later, and the collapsed mud originally filled the road more than ten kilometers long. I don't know who has such a strong force to dig out a narrow and narrow road that can be passed through on such a desperate road. Qin Su was horrified in his heart, and led the mule over, looking at the many bloody bodies between the mud and rocks under his feet, and he didn't know how many lives were buried in this pile of dirt.

She held back her fear, and without squinting, she stepped over one corpse after another.

The road was more than ten zhang long, and she walked sweaty, and it was not until she got on the back of the mule again that Qin Su dared to exhale a long breath. This purgatory-like murder scene, she didn't want to stay any longer, instigated the mule, trotted all the way, climbed the high slope in front of her, and rushed all the way down.

As if there was a hungry ghost behind him, Qin Su didn't dare to stop for a while, and rushed twenty or thirty miles with a white face, seeing that there was a pass ahead, which seemed to be artificially piled up, and he thought that it should be inhabited, so he put his mind at ease.