"What's the rush? There are people in this world who are in a hurry to get a wife, compete for fame and fortune, be reincarnated, and go to the toilet...but there are no rush to die." The old man rolled his eyes at me. By the way, I grabbed his greasy hair. I don't know why, but now I can completely see his appearance.
He has thick eyebrows, deep facial features, and a very European appearance, but with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, he is indeed Chinese... These are not the key. The key is that there are two parallel crooked wounds on his face. From the forehead to the corners of the mouth, it almost runs through the entire face, which looks a bit scary.
This old man didn't pay attention to personal hygiene or personal image. In short, after yelling at me, he grabbed my hair and kept scratching in his clothes.
But I am a person who is in a hurry to die. I don't know what on earth this old man is going to do? And my patience was almost exhausted by him, so I could only whisper: "I am in a hurry to die, is this a blessing? Well, I received it, can I go in now?"
He was rude to me, so I didn’t need to be too polite, but I still kept restraint and urged him.
Unexpectedly, the old man glanced at me, suddenly stretched out his hand from his clothes, slapped the table in front of him, and shouted: "I remembered you. It turns out it was you, the boy who covered the table a few years ago." He showed his true colors and came to my place to get through. He got a bad grade, and I was surprised at the time that I had made a mistake."
I was startled by this old man's neurotic performance. Unfortunately, the table in front of him was also making a creaking sound and looked like it was about to fall apart, but I still held on strong.
I frowned and wanted to urge again, but I didn't want to feel the heat in my belly at this time. Then the heat exploded and turned into a warm current like a gurgling hot spring, which began to nourish my soul. My whole soul felt like this at this time. It was like soaking in hot spring water with just the right temperature. It was so comfortable that I couldn't help but want to squint my eyes.
Then I felt carefully that my soul power had increased slightly, and the exhaustion of my soul from running around on the run with my master, fighting small battles, and some slight vibrations of hidden diseases had completely disappeared.
What kind of wine is so magical? There are so few things in this world that nourish the soul! Although the effect is not as good as that of ginseng essence, it should still be extremely precious.
"Humph, did you get any benefits?" The old man glanced at me.
I was secretly ashamed, and the expression on my face became grateful. I hugged the old man and said yes.
"This wine is not against the heavens. The more you drink, the less powerful the effect will be... But it can still keep you in the best condition." As he spoke, the old man took out a dried gourd from the table and put the The half-full bottle of wine was carefully poured into the gourd and thrown to me.
Said: "The life-saving charm is gone, but this little wine is a gift from me... You can decide when the situation becomes difficult. A sip will not help much, but it is better than trying to hold on when you are injured." .”
I took the drink and was moved by the old man's cold face and warm heart... But he calmly took out another sword made entirely of copper coins from the table and handed it to me, saying: "I will use this sword." I thought I was going to be covered in dust forever, but I didn't want someone to pick it up so soon. This is not something I gave you, but a rule, a rule left by the oldest and oldest ancestor! Those who break into the secret cave should hold this sword. ... Don’t say that my Snow Mountain family is ruthless, this sword is the greatest sincerity of my Snow Mountain family.”
I took the sword with some doubts, just because I have been taught since I was a child to emphasize skills rather than magical weapons. Lao Li's lineage does not attach much importance to magical weapons. How can a magical weapon change the whole situation?
When I picked up this sword, I had no other feeling except that it felt ancient, just because the copper coin characters on it were almost worn away, and I couldn’t recognize it even if I opened my eyes wide. What was written on it? And there are still spots of rust.
I looked at it for a few seconds and was about to put it away when I suddenly felt as if tens of thousands of people were speaking loudly on this sword. The overwhelming popularity almost tore my entire aura, followed by a cold and fierce The evil spirit rushed straight up... I felt like it was hovering in an unknown headspace for an unknown period of time before it gradually calmed down.
"Do you understand? The origin of each copper coin above is more than ten thousand yuan... which means that it has never been buried, but it has passed through the hands of countless people! Not to mention other nourishing and nourishing vessels... Take it Come on, maybe there is a little bit of hope to get out." As he spoke, the old man had already stood up and was about to open the iron door for me.
I'm not curious about what's behind the iron gate, because I know it's full of evil spirits... I don't know what's in the depths!
I stood in front of the iron gate and asked: "After entering, how should I go?" After all, breaking into the secret cave is one thing. If I get lost inside and fail, wouldn't that be an extreme injustice
"There are not so many twists and turns. No matter how many branch roads there are, there is always an obvious main road. Follow the main road and reach the exit. Even if you have done a great and earth-shattering thing." The old man had already opened the iron door as he spoke.
The deep Yin Qi behind the iron door suddenly rushed towards my face, and without warning, a hand that looked a little ethereal and pale came out and grabbed straight towards the old man's Tianling Cap.
The old man didn't care. He directly kneaded the secret with one hand and slapped him across the face like a slap: "Get back here." While he was scolding, there was an obvious 'ghost howl' sound. I couldn't do the curse, I just pinched a 'Ghost Crossed Finger' without any preparation, and it had this effect.
I find that I can't see through this old man's strength at all. Anyone who can cast a curse in an instant is someone I should look up to.
"Go in." The old man said to me. At this time, his expression became a little kinder... I nodded slightly, holding the copper coin sword in my hand, the small gourd hanging on my waist, and the small gourd in my arms. With that mysterious bead in mind, these were all I had to rely on, and I walked in directly.
But in front of the door, I suddenly turned around and asked the old man: "Why did you give me this wine and help me?" At this time, I also caught a glimpse of the cave entrance. The fierce ghosts have discovered my anger and are quickly gathering towards me.
"What are you still talking about? I wasted a lot just now. Do you think I have a lot of inventory? I'm helping you? How can I help you? Didn't I say it? My bones are almost rusty. I'm just helping myself. Have some fun, what if you become one?" As he spoke, the old man pushed me, and I was pushed into the cave without my guarding up, and the iron door behind me clanged. 'With a click, the dim light outside was cut off.
The moment the door closed, the ghosts in these caves seemed to have no last scruples. The dozen or so ghosts that had gathered in groups began to rush towards me like crazy.
I pulled off the agarwood beads on my hand, and then held them in my mouth without tearing them apart... Waves of faint, almost non-existent aroma entered my nose, clearing my mind.
As long as my mind is not deceived in dealing with these evil ghosts, I am not afraid at all... And at the next moment, facing the first evil ghost that stalks me... I clenched my fists tightly, and the aura of my whole body suddenly rose to its peak. ..I started to run forward.
The reason why I didn't take any action was because with the help of the cold light in the cave (there were copper lamps on the cave wall), I could clearly see how many evil ghosts were entrenched in front of the cave. How much effort is expended, and how much strength is wasted
Since my breaking into this secret cave was considered "unreliable" in everyone's eyes, why should I take such a risk and use a very dangerous and unreliable method from the beginning
Of course I can't avoid these ghosts when I run, and as the old man said, in this cave, although there are many branch roads, there is a main road paved with blue bricks with some strange things carved on it.
I definitely don’t have time to stop and look at what is carved on these blue brick roads? I'm not running to avoid these fierce ghosts... I'm just running to gather them together. Ghosts are floating things, so how can people outrun them
After only ten meters, I felt that my body was getting colder and colder, and my limbs were almost frozen. Because in the last test, so many people entered the cave at the same time, so these ghosts were 'divided', and this time I was the only one. Man, in an instant, no less than a hundred fierce ghosts gathered around me!
It's natural that the coldness of these evil ghosts affects me. What's even more unpleasant is that I have to face their 'faces', faces of different shapes before death. In this 'confrontation' Don't expect them to appear in a gentle image. They will come no matter how they can scare my courage and break my aura.
"Come here, come here...hehehe..." A typical ghost cry.
"I died miserably, miserably. Do you want to listen to my story?" That ethereal voice sounded like it came from hell.
"Hehehe, do you want to stay with me? I'll give you my heart..." As I spoke, a bloody beating heart appeared in front of my eyes.
I frowned, I've had enough!