When they came to the edge of the cliff, Huangshan looked around and saw that the cliff was vertically downward, tens of feet higher. Under the cliff, a stream of water could be seen vaguely, but the sound of the water could not be heard. Next to the stream, there was a very broad valley, in which the mist was thick and deep.
But he couldn't see the bottom. Huangshan turned around and saw the villagers watching from a distance.
The villagers knew that he was going to go down the cliff, so they all wanted to see how this young man would go down the cliff. After all, this was a forbidden area in the cliff village.
The villagers all took out their own ropes, connected them together, and tied them to the trees on the edge of the cliff. Huangshan climbed up and jumped down with a sudden sound. The villagers exclaimed: How bold are the talented people? How dare they be underestimated at such a young age?
There was nothing on the cliff. But then some people kept shaking their heads, it was a pity for such a handsome young man.
After climbing cautiously for half an hour, we gradually reached the bottom of the cliff. Huangshan began to regret a little: climbing down the cliff was not as easy as imagined. If you accidentally fall, you will be shattered to pieces.
The closer you get to the bottom of the cliff, the more humid the surrounding air becomes, and the temperature actually gradually rises. Huangshan is very surprised. According to common sense, the deeper the valley, the cooler the air. But this is not the case at all in Cliff Valley. Instead, the temperature gradually rises, and after a while
Beads of sweat began to appear on Huangshan's forehead.
Finally I heard the sound of the stream. The stream here is very wide and deep, and the water is rushing but the sound is quiet. When I was still one or two feet away from the ground, the rope also came to the end. I jumped down and saw something on the side of the cliff in Huangshan.
A cave so deep that I don’t know where it leads.
Huangshan didn't care about the things in the cave. He jumped up to the other side of the stream. Facing the silent and unknown deep valley, Huangshan was a little scared. Should he go in? Since he made a promise to the folks, let's do his best. Huangshan
I laughed at myself lightly and stepped in without hesitation.
After walking in for only a dozen steps, the terrain suddenly dropped downwards, and the light became weaker and weaker. Looking back, the road was already covered by layers of waist-high thorns and tall trees that reached the top.
After lighting the torch, Huangshan discovered that the terrain became steeper as he walked into the valley. As a last resort, he had to light the torch, but then he discovered that the valley was warm, hot and humid, but there were very few living things.
As we get closer to the bottom of the valley, the ground becomes more and more empty. There is not even a weed, only soft fallen leaves. When you step down, a footprint appears, and a burst of smelly sewage hidden in the leaves flows out of the foot.
, after lifting the foot, it soon returned to its original state.
"How could there be anyone in such an environment?" Huangshan muttered as he prepared to return, but when he looked back, he had no trace of where he came from. In this dark valley bottom, it was difficult to even tell the direction.
Just when Huangshan couldn't help but murmur in his heart, and was about to think of a way to go back, a sharp laughter in the dense forest broke through this dreary environment. The laughter was erratic, as if it was far away and yet very close, and the laughter was desolate and lonely.
, loneliness, grief and anger, pain, all mixed together, Huangshan's scalp was numb all of a sudden, and he kept taking several steps back, until he leaned against a big tree with his back to steady himself.
Is it a human? Is it a ghost? This is somewhat similar to but also somewhat different from the cry last night. Huangshan began to regret it, regretting that he should not have come down so hastily. Now he is in a dilemma.
There was a rustling sound of leaves. The valley was completely covered by layers of uncle, and there was no wind at all. Where did the rustling sound come from? Huangshan frowned. At this time, he must not have known that his face was extremely expression.
It was ugly, and all he knew was that his heart was beating non-stop.
Leaning against a big tree, Huangshan held a torch in his left hand and pulled out a sword in his right hand, breathing heavily.
Today I don't care at all about the smell of rotten leaves in the air, fear is the only theme.
Holding the torch high, with the help of the firelight and the reflection of the sword under the torch, Huangshan gradually saw clearly the distance of more than ten feet around him. There was nothing here except trees and rotten leaves. At this time, the laughter suddenly stopped
, the entire valley bottom was filled with deathly silence, and only the sound of peeling torches told me of the existence of this valley.
Huangshan calmed down a little, and began to think about withdrawing from the bottom of the valley first, but he was panicked just now, and now he didn't know where to go. Huangshan was a little decadent, and sat down involuntarily, thinking that this time it would be wrong
Do you want to die here? There are still many things that you have not done yet, and many things are still waiting for you to complete. You cannot die here.
Faith is a kind of power, a power that can give people a strong desire to survive. Huang Shan chanted the Righteousness Secret in his mouth while slowly finding a way out.
This was laughter again. Compared with before, the laughter was also mixed with sarcasm. Huangshan suddenly felt creepy, the hairs all over his body stood up, and the blood began to rise all over his body. What was even worse was that the tung oil on the torch also
It was almost burning out, and the firelight gradually faded.
Behind him, a figure seemed to float by, and with a roar, the only firelight flickered, as if it was about to go out. Huangshan suddenly turned around, but there was nothing there.
Huangshan's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his sword and shouted loudly: "Are you a human or a ghost? There is no need to scare me here. If you have the ability, come out and see if I can cut you in half with one sword."
There is a custom in the countryside. If you accidentally encounter a ghost, as long as you are upright enough, ruthless enough, loud enough and vulgar enough, the ghosts will generally not dare to get close. In such an environment, Huangshan suddenly thought of this and couldn't help but speak.
Started to say bad words.
"I am a ghost, not a human being. I am a man-eating ghost. I am one of the countless ghosts who scream day and night. I am the master here. Anyone who breaks into the Ghost Valley without permission will die.
You have to stay here with me, don’t you know?”
The laughter finally stopped, but the words that followed made Huangshan feel even more horrified. The man's voice was hoarse and deep, ethereal and void, really like a lonely and hateful ghost imprisoned in the Temple of Hell.
Ghost Valley? This place is called Ghost Valley. Huang Shan thought about it carefully and couldn't recall where he had heard this name.
"What a ghost valley, what a man-eating ghost, I think you are just here to pretend to be a ghost and murder other people's lives. Today, I am here, I will eradicate this ghost valley of yours, and beat you, a ghost pretender, to the point where you will never be reincarnated."
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Huangshan suddenly didn't care much. As long as his own righteousness was not leaked, he was not afraid of any evil spirits and heretics. Therefore, Huangshan's words became more and more cruel and vulgar.
But at this moment, the last trace of light from the torch was extinguished. Huangshan was startled. He quickly took a few steps back and leaned against a big tree before gradually calming down his uneasy heart.
"Hahahaha, what a young man, what a man, I will never be reincarnated. At such a courageous moment, without the torch, how can I be so uneasy?" The voice sounded again, seeming to have a joking and sarcastic flavor.
Just as Huangshan was about to retaliate, a gust of wind came from his palm, hitting Huangshan's face with a snap, causing a burning pain, and half of his face instantly swelled up.
This slap was really hard, as fast as the wind. Huangshan didn't expect such a slap, so he tried to hide even if he wanted to.
But fortunately, he was sure that this was a human being, not a ghost. Because when the slap hit his face, he could clearly feel the warmth of the person from the slap.
Huangshan wiped his burning face and couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, but in this pitch-black environment, he had to concentrate to prevent any unexpected events.
Another gust of palm wind came, and this time Huangshan heard it accurately. He swung his long sword and slashed in the direction of the palm wind. The palm force was quickly withdrawn, and at the same time, another palm force came from the other side. Huangshan quickly retreated.
The sword, with a flick of the wrist, swept away with the sword, hitting all directions at night with one move, forcing the palm power back.
There was a sound of "Eh", with surprise in his voice, but more of a playful tone as he said: "The response is good, no wonder I dare to call you young master, but my skills are still shallow, I'm afraid you have to stay here with me, young master.
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Huangshan's confidence gradually grew, and he quickly raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Really? I won't accompany a man who pretends to be a ghost, and I'm afraid you won't be able to keep me. What's the point of sneak attacks? Let's fight with him openly and win.
Maybe you still have a chance."
After a burst of sharp laughter, there was another sigh: "How many years have passed, I have long forgotten how many days and nights, finally someone has come to accompany me, a lonely soul without an owner. Do you think you can still run away? A pair of
What great legs, it would be great if these legs could grow on my body."
Hearing this, Huang Shan subconsciously closed his legs. Although he spoke arrogantly, he could clearly realize that the martial arts cultivation of the man in Ghost Valley had probably already reached the realm of transformation.
Although he was far from his opponent, how could a young man let go of his pride easily once he was aroused? Huangshan made up his mind that even if he fought to the death in the valley, he would not lose the face of his master.
After a period of hard work, Huangshan has gradually adapted to the environment here. Although it is pitch dark and airtight, martial arts students can see things even in the dark as long as they have sufficient internal strength.
Huangshan holds Yuan Shouyi, leaning against a big tree, pointing his sword in front of him, waiting for his opponent's attack. What's a bit embarrassing is that up to now, I don't know what his opponent looks like, and I haven't even touched the corner of his opponent's clothes.
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Another burst of sharp wind came, hitting Huangshan's left face directly. Huangshan's instinctive side avoided it, but the incoming thing still scratched his face. But this time, Huangshan also caught the incoming thing,
When I looked hard, it turned out to be a dry leaf.
Huangshan was shocked: If a leaf hurts someone, the internal strength must be of the feminine type, because if it is too strong, the leaves will break easily. The dead leaves can only prove that the opponent's internal strength is far beyond the scope of his imagination, because the dead leaves are light and fluffy
Yes, it is impossible to have such power without strong internal force.
"That's right, that's right. I can avoid and catch him at such a young age. No wonder I dare to call him young master." The voice sounded again, this time with a lot more seriousness. I think he had seen Huangshan's martial arts, so he felt a little sympathetic.
But in an instant, the voice suddenly became extremely shrill, and he said in a frightening voice: "But it's useless. No matter who it is today, since they broke into my Ghost Valley, you have to stay."
After saying this, a wave of air rolled in, carrying dead leaves all over the ground. In the darkness, it made a sound like rolling thunder.
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I have read a fantasy work "The Great Way" in the past few days. The author's writing is sharp and the story is fascinating. It is worth reading. Friends who are interested can check it out.