In the darkness of the night, the small wooden pier stretched like a broken bridge close to the middle of the river.

Amid the sound of the rushing water, a small boat slowly approached, stopped by the dock, and a rope 'swished' out of the boat, like a spiritual snake wrapped around the wooden stakes on the pier.

"Carry the corpse, follow me!" the drunkard, who indifferently ordered, jumped onto the dock and walked towards the dark forest ahead. Wherever it passed, fires lit up.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Yun Yi, who was muttering, first threw the body of the man in the white brocade robe onto the dock, and then pulled the wooden stake up to the dock, pulling up the body and following the drunkard like a dead dog.

Dragging the corpse up a small steep slope, under the light of the burning fire of the surrounding white bones, Yun Yi suddenly saw the scene in the mountains and forests in front of him clearly, the lonely grave, and the white bones could be seen everywhere. Here, it turned out to be a mass grave.

"Soul Gang ?" Yun Yi, who muttered to himself, suddenly vaguely remembered this place.

The rivers and lakes are chaotic, and there is no peace anywhere in the world, and there are many people who die in a foreign land. On the Soul Gang Cemetery, I don't know how many bones have been buried for thousands of years, they may come from all over the world, and now they are basically broken souls and reduced to lonely ghosts. For example, a man in a white brocade robe, who cares who he was before his death?

The drunkard took care of himself, found some dead branches, lit a bonfire next to a pile of white bones, and sat cross-legged on the ground and drank casually, as if this mourning hill was not a mass grave, but his own home.

"What do you see I'm doing? Why don't you find a place to bury it?" said the drunkard without raising his head.

Listening to the drunkard's words, Yun Yi, who twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look around, and suddenly saw a rotten wooden shovel inserted in the ground not far away.

Yun Yi, whose eyes were bright, hurriedly dragged the corpse of the man in the white brocade robe over, and then casually dropped the corpse and stepped forward to pull out the shovel. However, to Yun Yi's surprise, the shovel seemed to have been bitten by the ground, and it couldn't be pulled out at once.

"Ah, you can't get along with me with a broken shovel, do you?" I still don't believe it," Yun Yi, who scolded in a low voice, held the shovel with both hands and suddenly tore hard, and suddenly the ground below was trembling and tearing apart, and the shovel was finally pulled up by Yun Yi with a little difficulty, but there seemed to be something under the shovel.

The fire flashed, the dirt scattered, and the bones of the upper body of one of the people were exposed, the skull burned, and the two fires flickered in the eyes of the hole, so frightened that Yun Yi's eyes were stunned and he took a few steps back, so that he didn't sit on the ground with a butt, and the shovel in his hand was almost thrown away.

Seeing that the skeleton was slowly burning, and the flames burned to the ribs in his chest, but there was no other abnormality, Yun Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, secretly scolded himself for being a coward, and even gritted his teeth and dug a pit with a shovel on the side.

Although the shovel was broken, it was quite good, three times five divided by two, and Yun Yi quickly dug a small pit with the burning fire of the skeleton.

"It should be almost!" Yun Yi, who muttered softly, thrust the shovel into the ground next to him, and then dragged the body of the white-robed man on the side, which was still in the pit no more than twenty or thirty centimeters deep.

"Huh, what is this?" The body of the man in the white brocade robe fell sideways in the pit, revealing something that seemed to be hidden under the worn clothes behind him, and was seen by Yun Yi's sharp eyes.

Yun Yi, who raised his eyebrows, hurriedly stepped forward and lifted the robe of the man in the white brocade robe, and touched the thing out of it, but it was a slightly worn book, and there were several vague ancient seal characters on it: You Longbu.

"You Longbu, Martial Arts Cheats, Light Skills?" Yun Yi, who was muttering softly, had a flash of light in his eyes, and couldn't help but show excitement and surprise on his face. Looking back at the drunkard sitting by the campfire in the distance, he saw that he was sitting with his back to him and didn't notice anything, so he couldn't help laughing and put the book directly into his arms.

"This guy, there should be something else on him, right?" Yun Yi, who muttered to himself, looked at the body of the man in the white brocade robe like a hungry wolf seeing a big fat sheep, rubbing his hands and touching his whole body.

There was something really good about it, there were some broken silver, a sheepskin package hidden in his arms, and a slightly heavy dagger that was as black as ink was hidden in his shoes.

The drunkard was not far away, and Yun Yi, who couldn't take a closer look, took all the things into his arms, and then pretended to bury the body: "Dude, although I took your things, but those things are useless when you die, aren't they." I buried you, and I was worthy of you. ”

"Old rascal, let's go!" After filling in the soil, he stepped on Yun Yi, who was compacted slightly, and then clapped his hands and turned around and walked behind the drunkard and smiled.

The drunkard stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground on the side: "What's the hurry? Come and sit with me for a while." ”

"Sit for a while?" Yun Yi's face was slightly strange when he heard this: "Old rascal, what is there to sit in this mass grave?"

said this, but Yun Yi still walked over and sat down on the ground next to the drunkard.

"Why? I tell you, it's the cleanest place in the world. When people die, there's nothing left, it's all gone," the drunkard chuckled.

Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled dumbly: "It sounds like there is some truth. ”

"The yin qi in the mountains is heavy, come, drink some wine and warm your body," the drunkard said as he handed the wine bag in his hand to Yun Yi.

Yun Yi, who reached out to take it, pursed his lips and wiped the mouth of the wine bag with saliva, before raising his head and taking a sip.

"Cough" As soon as he took a sip, Yun Yi coughed suddenly, and his face instantly turned red: "Why is this wine so strong? Old rascal, you have been drinking such strong wine, why haven't you drunk to death?"

The drunkard who stretched out his hand to retrieve the wine bag said angrily: "The wine is not strong, what is the point of drinking?

"Hand out!" the drunkard whispered to Yun Yi.

"What are you doing?" Yun Yi was stunned for a moment and asked inexplicably.

The drunkard didn't say anything at this time, and directly reached out and grabbed Yun Yi's right hand, which suddenly pulled the tendons and veins, making Yun Yi's brows furrow in pain.

"I can't stand this little pain, how can I take on a big responsibility in the future?" the drunkard said angrily, and at the same time, a dark red light flashed on his thin hand, and Yun Yi only felt that a blazing energy instantly surged into his hand, wrapping his palm and arm.

Yun Yi, who gritted his teeth and endured the pain with a painful look on his face at first, soon found that the pain in his arm quickly weakened, and slowly became warm and comfortable.

"Okay," After a while, the drunkard let go of Yun Yi's hand and drank lazily.

"Are you okay?" Yun Yi, who moved his right hand, couldn't help but be surprised and busy.

Yun Yi hurriedly hugged his fist at the drunkard and said, "Old drunkard senior, thank you!"

"Senior?" the drunkard chuckled, "You better call me an old rascal, it sounds natural." ”

Hearing the drunkard say this, Yun Yi was slightly embarrassed: "Senior, the kid is presumptuous, please don't be surprised." ”

"Strange, you kid is probably still blaming me for pulling you into the tiger's den in Longtan, right?" The drunkard shook his head and smiled: "Boy, you have to remember that from the moment you are ready to step into the rivers and lakes, you will not be at peace." The simple and happy days of the past will slowly leave you. If you want to gain something, you must be mentally prepared for what you lose. ”

Listening to the drunkard's meaningful words, Yun Yi was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled: "Senior, I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

"Someday, you'll understand. This day, maybe not too long," the drunkard glanced at Yun Yidao.

Yun Yi, whose eyes flashed slightly, then felt a burst of fever all over his body, and the qi and blood all over his body were slowly boiling, he couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly took off the clothes on his body, and even the 'Dragon Walk' cheats in his arms were scattered on the ground, and the skin of **'s upper body was red as if it was about to ooze blood.

Seeing the thing falling from Yun Yi's arms, the drunkard who just glanced at it casually said indifferently: "Boy, now is a good opportunity to practice boxing." With the help of the medicinal power in the body, it can help you quickly open up the muscles and veins. ”

Yun Yi, who was stunned, jumped up directly and played the Huo family boxing method vigorously. The eighteen-style Huo family's basic boxing method was skillfully played over and over again in Yun Yi's hands, and every time Yun Yi felt that the violent energy in his body was like catharsis towards the limbs and bones, and integrated into the flesh and blood of the whole body.

Tilting his head lightly and squinting at Yun Yi's drunkard practicing boxing, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up an inexplicable arc with the light in his eyes: "That kid really handed over the Huo family's boxing method to Yun Yi, but it should not have been taught for a long time, otherwise Yun Yi, this little guy, would not be able to have no muscles and veins in his body." Soon after learning the Huo family's boxing method, this little guy is indeed a wizard of martial arts. ”

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