The Divine Tribulation made the monster's crazy consciousness gradually calm down, the bloodthirsty scarlet in its eyes gradually dimmed, and the painful expression on its rotten face was also relieved.

Next, the human-shaped monster carried Jin'an through the clouds and mist, heading to the depths of the wild mountains and forests.

Jin'an sat cross-legged on the back of a human-shaped monster.

According to the charcoal pattern, there should be more than one human-shaped monster in this strange basin, perhaps because the basin range is too large, or perhaps because the night fog is too thick, I haven't seen a second human-shaped monster after a while of traveling.

Unfortunately, the memory of the human-shaped monster under his seat was seriously incomplete, so he still couldn't find the whole truth of that year, and why the old man turned into a human-shaped monster after hanging himself.

Just as Jin'an was pondering, the human-shaped monster carrying Jin'an suddenly stopped, and the rotten head on the slimming body was giggling, giggling, the neck bones rubbed hard, and turned to look in a direction deep in the night fog.

Jin An noticed the details of the human-shaped monster and also looked in the direction of the human-shaped monster's sight.

I didn't wait too long before I was in place. Behind the fog, a long pillar black shadow appeared... As the ground shook slightly, a twisted shadow of a human-shaped monster was moving forward in the fog.

Jin'an patted the humanoid monster with his palm and signaled to take him over to check the situation.

But I knew that the human-shaped monster was still standing still.

The humanoid monster made a head shaking action.

Jin An was surprised, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to say that person is different from you, and is there any danger?"

Although the humanoid monster had incomplete memory and had forgotten how to communicate with humans, he knew how to simply shake his head and nodded his body language. He nodded.

Jin'an was surprised.

Since the human-shaped monster said it was dangerous, Jin An did not insist on going there.

Under the cover of the human-shaped monster's body of yin energy, the human-shaped monster passing by in the distance did not discover the existence of Jin'an, a living person. The huge shadow gradually drifted away in the night fog until it disappeared.

Until the black shadow behind the mist was no longer visible, the human-shaped monster under Jin'an carried Jin'an forward.

The clouds and mist in the primitive forests were too thick. Even if Jin'an sat at a high place and had a higher view than the tree canopy, he still could not overlook the complete terrain of the basin.

It was a bit boring to rush through the vast fog, so Jin'an could only chat with human-shaped monsters.

Jin An's murmur recalled: "Looking at you reminds me of an old friend. You all have the same life experience, and his name is Aping."

Sometimes he misses several friends in the ghost mother's nightmare, such as Aping and Little Mouse.

The humanoid monster was silent and rushed to the road.

Jin'an: "You should have a name, right?"

The humanoid monster was still silent and rushed to the road.

Jin'an: "Everyone has his own name, and you are no exception."

"Mountain..." The human-shaped monster's throat was hoarse and spit out a very vague syllable, and then returned to silence and rushed to the road, as if this hoarse syllable had used all his strength and language.

Jin'an recognized it for a long time before he could barely hear it was the syllable of "mountain".

"Mountain?"

"Little Shenlong Mountain is the place where you gave birth to you and raised you. It was born on the mountain... Then I will call you Shanbo in the future."

"What do you think, Shanbo?"

Jin An said with a smile.

The humanoid monster nodded.

"Haha, then that's it. Your name will be Shanbo in the future. As long as you are a human, you should have a name."

Jin'an seemed to have found the time he spent with Aping and the others in the nightmare of the ghost mother, and called Shanbo over and over again, and the atmosphere on the road was pleasant.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shan, I will definitely take you out!" Jin An solemnly made a promise.

Shanbo rushed to the road.

If someone looked at Shan Bo in front of this, he would find that the bloodthirsty red light in his eyes was almost completely subsided, and his mind had gained unprecedented peace.

The appearance of Jin'an and communication with the outside world gradually allowed him to regain his human characteristics.

Shanbo was carrying Jin'an on his back and rushing for a while in the night fog, and he stopped his four legs again.

Jin'an: "Have you met someone like Shanbo again?"

Shanbo couldn't speak, so he kept looking at one direction and pointed out the direction for Jin'an.

Shanbo did not move, and Jin An did not urge him. He focused on looking at what was behind the night fog. In the empty night fog in the deep mountains, he heard some strange noises.

Oh--

hehe--

Huh!

“Huh?”

As I looked at it carefully, behind the night fog, I saw a figure appearing and vaguely appearing in the thick fog.

Jin'an was too high from the ground at this time and could not see clearly, so he asked Shanbo to take him closer.

Shanbo did not move.

Jin An said confidently with a smile: "Thank you for Shanbo's concern, it's okay."

Only then did Shanbo continue to move forward with Jin'an on his back.

As we approached, the strange noise behind the night fog became clearer and clearer, sounding like the painful and suffocating moans of a person being sealed in a coffin.

It was like a breath that was blocked in the throat and couldn't breathe or swallow it.

Pedal.

Jin An jumped to the ground and walked into the back of Youwu. He read that right before. There was indeed a person here, and he was a living dead person he had seen during the day.

Because this person also carries a medicine basket, which contains herbs, medicine hoes and other tools. Moreover, it is unusual to meet people here, and it is even more likely to meet those living dead people who rely on the ash of incense burners to survive.

The living dead man was seriously injured behind him and groaned in pain, and was at his last dying moment.

Half of the living dead man's chest exploded, and even one of his arms flew away. He was covered in blood. The blood was already dry. From this, it was judged that this person should have been severely injured during the day.

A normal person suffered such serious injuries and had been bleeding for more than a day, and had died of dry blood, but the living dead person in front of him was still alive. His body was just like a dry and cracked riverbed, and his body was incomplete, causing him to be unable to let the air enter his lungs every time he breathed, so he heard the painful suffocation sound like a person buried alive in a coffin.

Jin An ignored the Living Dead and stared at him. He walked to the Living Dead and squatted down to check the wound. He found that it was not a tearing wound caused by the claws of the beast, but it was more like being injured and blown away by a magic weapon?

During the day, the magic weapon...the answer is about to come out. It seems that others walked in the Little Shenlong Mountain and encountered the living dead like him.

However, this living dead man was not so lucky and was directly hit and seriously injured.

If it weren't for the living dead, such a serious injury would have been killed on the spot.

"This is very similar to the style of the Tianshi Mansion."

Due to the serious injury, the living dead began to have abnormalities in his body. He suddenly opened his mouth in pain, and the remaining arm was pulled into his throat without any warning, and the flesh and blood of his throat was torn. His arm was deeply inserted into his throat, stretching his neck a few times.

The blood in his body had already dried up, and his throat caused such a severe laceration, and no drop of blood was flowing out.

The living dead man took out a medicine hoe from the medicine basket, slashed his neck, then put his hand into the broken neck and scratched his head desperately, as if he was trying to scratch something from his body.

However, half of his body was blown away, and his arm, which reached into the broken neck, came out of the wound in his chest. He continued to scratch, but he could not scratch the torture of his body.

So he picked up the medicine hoe and chiseled it in his stomach, shaking it open, stirring his hands in his stomach, took out his intestines, and roared in pain in searching in his body.

Seeing this shocking change scene, Jin An's face changed slightly. Didn't this scene happen once before Shan Bo's lifetime...

"Did Uncle and his son have also encountered a fairy chess game before their death and have eaten pills made from incense burner ash?"

"Those four-legged humanoid monsters are all related to eating this pill?"
Chapter completed!