The wind and snow have subsided a lot now. Since we lost the villain and the kid, we don’t know where to go next. Fortunately, we now have the clue of the pig badger, although we don’t know why the pig badger is so sensitive to the villain’s footprints.
Interesting, but at least it can take us there.
We had been walking for several hours, and the sky had darkened before we knew it. Sleeping in the wilderness at this time was obviously not good news for us, but the one in front of us
The pig badger didn't look tired at all. Instead, as the sky got darker, it became more and more excited. No wonder, this thing is a nocturnal animal.
Finally it got completely dark. Fortunately we had flashlights in our backpacks, otherwise we would have lost them at night.
Now that it is no longer snowing, the footprints of the villain on the ground are becoming clearer and clearer. This time, I can be sure that the pig badger followed the scent of the villain. There is snow on the ground. When I shine it with the flashlight in my hand, it can be reflected
It's a long distance, which undoubtedly makes our night trip more convenient.
After walking for a while, the rabbit suddenly called out in a low voice: "Is there a light ahead?" Hearing what the rabbit said, I immediately turned off the flashlight. Sure enough, there was a light less than two hundred meters ahead.
There was a dim light, and the pig badger was heading straight towards the light.
As we followed along, there was desolation everywhere, not to mention the lights, not even a single person could be seen. Now there is no village in front of the place, no shop in the back, and suddenly a light appeared, and there was a low house.
, which made us hesitate a little, but the pig badger was already out of our sight. We discussed it and decided to follow it. The five of us were not afraid of this thing.
I was walking in front, and the master and the others followed me closely. Logically speaking, the light in front of us was only two hundred meters away. We walked slower and could get there in two or three minutes. But now I feel like I have walked five years.
Six minutes later, the dim light was still more than a hundred meters in front of me, and the distance had not gotten any closer.
I felt something was wrong, and whispered to the master: "Master, do you feel that we are not approaching that light? Are we encountering a ghost hitting the wall?"
After I finished speaking, the master ignored me. Even the most nagging rabbit did not answer my words. I was a little confused and called the master again, but there was silence behind me. Not to mention that the master answered me.
Even the sound of their walking disappeared.
I thought something was terribly wrong, could it be...I immediately looked back, and sure enough, they were missing again! What kind of evil thing is this? Can a living person be lost while walking?
I called Master a few times in a low voice, but no one answered. I tried harder, but no one answered. Even my own echo seemed to be swallowed up by the vast snowfield. The surroundings were quiet, except for
With the looming yellow light in front of me, it seemed like I was the only one left in the world.
I forced myself to calm down. At this time, I couldn't panic anymore. Master and the others must be by my side. The reason why I couldn't see them must be just some illusion-like deception. In this case, I
Just close your eyes and touch where the master and the others are in your memory. You can always touch them if you can't see them.
After closing my eyes, I waved my hands toward the edge like a blind man and started touching. I really hoped that I could touch someone's body in the next moment. However, after waving my hands like this for a long time, I found nothing but coldness.
Air.
I was heartbroken and thought to myself, if I take ten more steps and still can't touch it, I'll open my eyes and maybe I can get out of this ghostly place. When I counted to the eighth step,
At that time, my hands suddenly felt cold, and I felt happy. Could it be that I had touched the master and the others?
I was so happy that I immediately opened my eyes, but I found that where was the master and the others, what I touched in my hands was clearly a tombstone as tall as a person. Anyone who opens his eyes and sees that he has touched a tombstone will be shocked.
Feeling bad, I quickly slapped my hands, spit on the ground, turned around and left.
But as soon as I turned my head, I saw a stooped old lady on crutches standing behind me. The wrinkles on her face were all squeezed together, her hair was gray and only a few sparse ones were left, and her mouth was wrinkled.
Wearing colorful clothes, this old lady is extremely tall. Although her waist is almost bent like a shrimp, her face is still even with mine. I opened my eyes and just saw the tombstone. When I shouted bad luck in my heart, I turned my head.
When I first saw such an attractive old lady, I couldn't help myself and jumped back in fright.
This thing must be a ghost. I put my back behind the tombstone and tried to activate the polar sun charm without saying a word. But the old lady stopped her crutch and shouted: "Young man, please slow down. I'm here to tell you something."
." When I heard that the old woman actually spoke, I thought for a moment, "Isn't she a ghost? Now I can see this old woman with my left and right eyes, so logically speaking, she shouldn't be a ghost."
Thinking of this, I lowered my guard a little and said, "What are you going to say?" The old woman said, "It's cold, don't freeze your body. Just follow me into the house and talk." After saying that, the old woman turned around and left.
The low adobe house behind her.
Only then did I realize that I was actually under that lamp. I vaguely knew that this old woman must be related to the disappearance of the master and the others, but I don’t know what the specific relationship was. But it should be harmless to me, otherwise I turned my back just now.
When I was holding her, she had already taken off the cane, suffocating me.
After thinking about this joint, I laughed to myself that I was too cautious. Even if there was really something wrong with me, how could I, a man, be afraid of her, a half-dead old man? Even if she was a ghost, who could fight alone?
He is the opponent of my Extreme Sun Soldier Talisman. Thinking of this, I feel heroic. If I go in temporarily, I might be able to find out the whereabouts of my master and the others.
I pushed the door open and entered the house, bowing my head and stooping down. The interior of the house was simple, with only an Eight Immortals table and two Taishi chairs. There was nothing else on the table but it was empty, with nothing else.
There is an inner room connected to the outer room, but this room is blocked by a cloth curtain, so I don’t know what is inside. When I came in, the old woman was sitting on a Taishi chair. She pursed her lips and motioned for me to sit down.
On another chair. I couldn't do it either. I sat on it and said straight to the point: "Old lady, I wonder if you killed the group of people who came with me?"
When the old lady heard this, she sighed and said, "I'm not that capable. If it weren't for your unusual life experience, I wouldn't be bothered to meddle in your business." There was something wrong in my heart, so I whispered: "My life experience is unusual.
, there’s something unusual about me.”
The old woman stared at me with a half-smile, her eyes were so bright that she seemed to see all the secrets in my body. Fortunately, she immediately turned her eyes away and said leisurely: "This is where the Qin Army and the Xiongnu fought back then.
Where battles were fought.”
After hearing this, Monk Zhanger was confused and looked at her doubtfully. She continued: "There are Jurchens among the Huns, and there are wizards among the Jurchens. You know these." I nodded. I had learned these things a month earlier.
I checked it out clearly before, but I just don’t know what the old lady is going to say.
The old lady continued: "Since ancient times, the battlefield has been the place with the heaviest yin energy. Some of the soldiers who died in the battle did not even know that they were dead. They still retained the obsession they had during their lifetime, galloping on the battlefield for thousands of years.
Come, you become that lonely ghost. The king of hell refuses to accept you. He doesn't care about it. It keeps wandering on the battlefield. Things on the battlefield have changed again and again, but the wandering soul has not changed for thousands of years."
I still didn’t understand what the old lady was going to say, but I had a vague feeling that she must be telling me a big secret. Sure enough, she changed the subject and said: "It is not only our Qin army who have died and become wandering souls, but also those who have died.
Huns, of course, there are also Jurchens." I looked at the old lady blankly, she stared at me and sighed: "Don't you understand? Who are you chasing now?"
I subconsciously said: "The man in the bamboo hat." The old woman said: "What the hell man in the bamboo hat, what is his identity?" My mind raced and I said: "Wizard, yes, he is a wizard!" The old woman's face changed when she heard me say that.
The superior said a little better: "Yes, it's a wizard. Don't underestimate the wizard. Also, be careful of those wandering ghosts in the world. Let me tell you a secret. Back then, the Great Wall of Qin could not only stop the Huns from going south, but also
…”
Before the old woman finished speaking, there was suddenly a sound of humming. It was the pig badger. I heard that sound coming from behind me. I quickly looked back and found that this thing was not far away from me and was nuzzling it with its nose.
Catching the snow, I moved towards me bit by bit. At this moment, I remembered that the old woman had not finished speaking to me, so I quickly turned around and said: "Old lady, you..."
When I looked back, there were no traces of the old woman or the earthen house. Instead, there was only a dilapidated tomb that had existed for unknown ages, and a rotten stone tablet with only a small half left. I swallowed the words in my mouth.
It's really a ghost! It's just that the organization of this ghost is too clear. Ghosts are usually composed of resentment, or they are crazy, or they are vicious. They are all obsessions formed by negative emotions. They can't be so organized.
Talk to me.
She seemed to be telling me to be careful about the wandering ghosts of the Huns on this ancient battlefield, and the Great Wall of Qin seemed not only to protect against the Huns, but also had another function. She must be well-intentioned, I thought to myself, if I encounter a ghost like this
Many times, I finally met a kind ghost!
Master and the others still can't find a trace, but the pig badger has arrived near me. According to the old woman, our group of people has obviously been separated by the people in bamboo hats. If we search blindly, we will definitely not find it. I might as well follow first.
Pig badger, find that villain, and then find that hat wizard, I want to see what this bastard is up to.