The yellow sand was long and the wind was howling. Qian Xiulan and I walked quickly through the sand, and the footprints behind us were quickly submerged by the wind and sand again.
Along the way, neither of us said a word. We seemed to be too preoccupied to cheer up.
I don't know what happened to Qianlayer Yun. Anyway, Bai Wuhui and Ying Wuming were never able to catch up, which made me feel a little relieved.
Seeing that we were getting closer and closer to the edge of the Mountain of Good and Evil, I became nervous for no reason. As soon as I left the Mountain of Good and Evil, I re-entered the sphere of influence of the Ten Thousand Demons Pit.
Only the ancestor of corpses is respected in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit. Since the things of the Son of Heaven are what the ancestors of corpses want, there must be zombies and fierce ghosts who want to intercept them.
Although I am not afraid of these things, I am worried that they will entangle me in my footsteps and lead to Bai Wuhui catching up.
To be honest, with Bai Wuhui's ability, if I were to face him head-on, I would most likely lose more than I win. If not, I might even lose my life.
Before I knew it, I had stepped onto the last sand dune. As long as I got off this sand dune, I would be leaving the sphere of influence of the Mountain of Good and Evil.
At this time, I heard a faint roar coming from behind me. Looking around, I saw two looming smoke and dust, which was obviously someone running towards me in the yellow sand.
I took a deep breath, grabbed Qian Xiulan's wrist, took one step forward, and wanted to use the Shrinking Technique to leave. However, I noticed Qian Xiulan's body trembled slightly, and then she let out a soft exclamation.
When I turned around and took a look, I discovered that there were dozens of ominous costumes floating densely under the sand dunes. Among the ominous costumes, there were zombies standing among them and strange snakes crawling around.
There are also all kinds of ghosts and ghosts gathered together, with their yin energy soaring into the sky, which makes people feel frightened.
I know the two leading evil spirits. One is an extremely ugly spirit with a human head and a snake body, and the other is a zombie wearing a purple robe.
Back then, these two evil spirits were the four cronies of the Ancestor of the Corpse. I had seen them in the Hexagonal Demon Refining Tower.
The monster with a human head and a snake body screamed: "Zhang Wuxin! Our ancestors had expected you to come out here! Hand over the coffin! I will let you go!"
I was furious: "The ancestor of the corpse is the ancestor of the dead! So dishonest! Why don't you have any respect?"
The spirit's voice was clear and crisp, and he chuckled: "The rules of gambling are that whoever brings Tianzi's things back to Yudu first is the winner! Now that the things have not been brought back, the bet is naturally not over. We are stopping you, and we are also in the bet.
Within the scope of permission!”
I was so angry that my nose was twisted. I had long known that these evil spirits were unethical, but I knew that Mr. Chonghua was there and they might not be so shameless.
But what I didn't expect was that these demons and evil spirits only respected the ancestor of the corpse. As long as the ancestor of the corpse was here, let alone Mr. Chonghua, even if the saint Fuxi came, what would happen?
Qian Xiulan quietly took the compound bow from behind, narrowed her eyes and said: "Evil heretics naturally have no credibility at all. It's ridiculous that you are still the person in charge of Yin Yang Shop, and you can't even see this.
clear!"
There were hundreds of these evil heretics, and there were top-notch snake girls and purple-robed priests’ zombies. I was no match for them. Instead of getting angry, I smiled instead, held Tianzi’s coffin aside with my backhand, and said,
: "Okay! You are unethical! So don't blame me!"
In the capital of Yu, which is dozens of kilometers away from me, Mr. Chonghua stood upright, like a javelin. Behind him, five guardians stood beside each other, each holding a weapon, calm and unafraid.
The ancestor of the corpse is still shrouded in corpse aura, and the corpse aura is floating all over his body, making people unpredictable.
As for Ying Tianming, he sat on a stone chair with his eyes closed and meditated. The injuries on his body were still affecting his body.
The atmosphere in the Hexagonal Demon Refining Tower was a bit depressing. After a while, Mr. Chonghua said calmly: "Do you think you can win this bet like this?"
The Ancestor of the Corpse laughed: "I feel relieved that Snake Girl and Ziyi are doing things. But you, won't you let his guardian go over to help?"
Mr. Chonghua shook his head: "Although the five of them are powerful, they can't beat four hands with one fist. If they let it pass, they will eventually lose their lives."
Deng Bochuan said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if we die, Zhang Wuxin cannot die!"
Mr. Chonghua turned to him and smiled, saying: "Don't worry, everyone in the world is dead, even Zhang Wuxin can't die."
He turned around and said to the Ancestor of the Corpse: "Do you know why I didn't stop you even though I knew you were going to attack Zhang Wuxin?"
The Ancestor of the Corpse replied: "You want to push him to a dead end. Only when a person reaches a dead end can he squeeze himself and develop abilities that he could not develop in the past. What's more, the thing that is a natural son is in him. The two of them are one.
, when he can get something great. Win destiny!"
Ying Tianming smiled and said, "What orders does Corpse Ancestor have?"
"You have been following Tianzi for the longest time. What do you think of Zhang Wuxin?"
Ying Tianming answered quickly: "He's a loser. I chased him for three days, but he never had a direct confrontation with me. He only knew how to run for his life."
The Ancestor of Corpse laughed and said, "Mr. Chonghua, what do you say?"
Mr. Chonghua said calmly: "If you and I don't move, why not see how he breaks the situation?"
The Ancestor of the Corpse laughed loudly: "It depends on how he breaks the situation!"
Of course I couldn't hear these words, but I was indeed at a dead end.
The ancestor of the corpse, this old bastard, is unethical and ambushed people at the junction of the Ten Thousand Demons Pit and the Mountain of Good and Evil, trying to steal the things of the Son of Heaven. How can I do what they want?
I would rather use this thing, throw it away, or destroy it than fall into the hands of the Ancestor of Corpses!
Seeing the demons approaching around me, I sneered in my heart, stretched out my hand and slapped the coffin lid. This slap was done with great force, and the coffin lid made a loud banging sound.
Seeing that I was about to open the coffin, several corpse clothes moved forward. Unexpectedly, Qian Xiulan bent her bow and set an arrow, and the arrows made of bones flew across quickly, instantly driving the corpse clothes around.
Where have you arrived?
Qian Xiulan stood up and said: "One minute!"
I roared: "One minute is enough!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I slapped the coffin board away with my palm. The moment the coffin lid flew out, it also knocked down several zombies that rushed towards me.
I looked into the coffin and was stunned.
It was empty inside, with nothing at all.
This made me scared to death. This pockmark is not pockmarked. Isn’t this a deception? Didn’t Tianzi put the things here as promised?
Now I'm desperate and want to use this thing to make a difference, but it turns out to be in vain!
I carried an empty coffin and ran for more than ten kilometers!
At that moment, I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.
But then I thought about it, something was wrong. Is the Scorpion King guarding this coffin for so many years just to give me an empty coffin?
With the Scorpion King's ability, it is impossible for anyone to sneak away the contents of the coffin. Doesn't this mean that the coffin is empty to begin with?
As soon as this idea came to me, I immediately cheered up again.
Maybe this is really possible!
Or maybe, this is a coffin prepared for me?
Thinking about it this way, I found this coffin more and more pleasing to my eye. The length and size seemed to be tailor-made for me. By some strange coincidence, I stretched out my hand and pressed it inside, and the texture felt soft, like cork.
With a thought in my heart, I stepped in and stood up. But I heard Bai Wufu laughing loudly in the distance: "Zhang Wuxin, are you preparing for your own funeral?"
The demons and monsters laughed loudly. Some said that I was greedy for life and afraid of death, so they got into the coffin before I died. Some said that I was desperate and found a coffin for myself as a place to stay.
Even Qian Xiulan shot an arrow fiercely, and the arrow passed over the coffin, which made me break out in a cold sweat.
Then she shouted: "Zhang Wuxin! Don't give up!"
I ignored her because I found that while I was lying in the coffin, I saw some ghost writings wandering around on the coffin lid.
Those ghost writings were constantly combined, scattered, combined, and scattered again. In an instant, they had changed into more than a dozen combinations.
I read these ghost articles carefully, and unconsciously, my mind became drowsy and I felt like I wanted to sleep.
To be honest, I didn’t really want to sleep at that time, but these words seemed to have a hypnotic effect and made me dizzy. When I realized something was wrong, my spirit became worse and worse.
, and then slowly closed his eyes.
The moment I lost consciousness, I suddenly thought, I am not really going to die here, am I?
I fell into a deep sleep, and when I woke up again, I found myself lying in a tomb.
It's just that this cemetery is very special. It is surrounded by big trees. On the big trees, there are lanterns hanging one after another. The light is soft, like sunlight.
Outside the lantern, it was pitch black.
As soon as I thought about it, an idea came to my mind: The place where the sun never sets!
The place where the sun never sets is actually what Xi Buyi told me. It is about the battle of life and death in ancient times. After the living people died in the battle, if they were not willing to turn into Yin soldiers and continue the war, they asked the villagers to hang sun lanterns on the graveyard.
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These sun lanterns are made by boiling sunflower seeds into oil and then exposing them to the sun for seven to forty-nine days. With this kind of lantern, even in the middle of the night, the light can be as bright as daytime and full of yang energy.
In this way, the living dead will not become Yin soldiers at all.
But wasn’t I trapped in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit? How could I end up in a place like this?
Just when I was wondering, I found another man sitting on the grave mound in the cemetery, looking up at the sun lamp and thinking hard.
When I looked at this man, I always felt that he looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him before. He didn't seem to realize that I was here, but murmured to himself: "Talent is yin and yang, and people determine life and death."
, life and death are in line with the great road of reincarnation, why do we have to fight endlessly?"