Luo is heavy, like a fine green curtain, hanging down in a winding way, "Does it look familiar?"
It was a question, but the ending sound was firm - this happened to be consistent with the scene of the entrance to the hundred wormholes that the old man Zhai said.
Although this legendary entrance has become an exit for Xue Xian and Xuan Min, it can still help them determine a general orientation. They have indeed reached the Xiashan area in Langzhou.
And since he turned over from the spring pool, Xue Xian felt that the courtyard-like mountain was very angry. Although it was not as foul as the corpse shop, it still had an old and decadent smell. A wooden box that had been tightly closed for decades was suddenly opened by someone—the damp moisture mixed with the smell of dust always made people feel old and out of breath.
Intuition told him that people had died here.
More than half a star.
Xue Xian frowned and looked at the weeds at his feet. He lined up slightly with the tip of his toes. Sure enough, he found the blood that dripped on the grass roots and almost melted into the wet mud.
"I found it." He patted Xuanmin.
However, there was no response for a while.
Xue Xian raised his head and glanced at Xuan Min, and saw that he seemed to have just returned as quickly as he looked away from the vast weeds. He glanced down at the place where Xue Xian's toes pointed, and said clearly, "The blood has not yet congealed."
"What's wrong with you?" Xue Xian withdrew his feet and asked Xuan Min in a low voice while listening to the movement in the valley.
Xuan Min was silent for a moment, and then hesitantly opened his mouth: "I seem to have been here before."
When Xue Xian heard the words, he glanced at him quickly, then withdrew his gaze, walking forward along the drop of blood, while joking as if he didn't care, "Why do you seem familiar with everything you see?"
To be honest, Xue Xian was always a little uncomfortable along the way. When he looked into it carefully, it felt as if he had left out something important. Can't think of anything.
He walked all the way with this rare feeling, and only now did he suddenly realize that this discomfort was actually an inexplicable sense of crisis, as if there was an important hidden danger that he himself had either intentionally or not. shelved.
Xuan Min listened to his words, did not make a sound immediately, but lowered his eyes.
For a moment, although there was no color on his face, he was inexplicably feeling bored in his heart, as if he was pressing down on something extraordinarily heavy.
After a while, Xuan Min closed his eyes, opened them again, shook his head and said, "It's still—"
Xue Xian blinked his eyes lightly, and said almost before Xuan Min made any progress: "Find someone first, your memory is not always good, how can you remember it so easily, maybe there is another one. When the ban on copper coins is lifted, it becomes clear."
Xuan Min glanced at him as if he was aware of it, strode ahead, and replied in a deep voice, "Yeah."
In fact, these bloodstains almost exposed most of the other's whereabouts, and the two stopped outside a small stone forest with little effort. The stone forest is less than ten feet in front and back, which is not really big, but it can set up an excellent eight-door Dunjia formation.
If someone was hiding in it, it would really be able to delay for a few moments, if it wasn't Xue Xian...
"What's the use of hiding in there?" Xue Xian set his pace, and said lazily, "If you hide in the streets, I might have to be a little bit worried about others. If you hide in this deep mountain, then I will take it seriously. I don't have any scruples. It's just a few broken stones, can you really stop me?"
When the dragon tail is swept away, there is nothing left.
And the reason why Xue Xian was talking nonsense with him, he didn't do it directly, he just wanted to find out what other tricks he had.
Sure enough, after saying this, there was a silent silence in the stone forest for a moment, and then there was a vague and hoarse laughter, which seemed to be intermittent because of the serious injury. As soon as the laughter stopped, a sharp whistle sounded.
"Since I have caught up with the door, then I have to talk about some hospitality." The low voice said.
Accompanied by his words, there was an overwhelming cry like a sea tide. When the cry sounded, the sky above his head suddenly changed color, and the clouds rolled in. In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered tightly, and the entire valley changed. Obscure.
Xue Xian suddenly remembered that a hundred years ago, there had been a fire caused by thunder in the mountains of Langzhou. It is said that the fire burned in the mountains for three days and three nights, and burned the people living together in the entire valley. That year someone always heard the mountain cry.
In fact, it wasn't that the mountain was crying, but the thousands of ghosts buried in the fire were crying in unison.
Xue Xian only felt that the whole ground was following that