Ice language and onion God were patrolling around the hut. They suddenly found someone breaking into the valley. They were hit by the spell before they ran close. The other party's cultivation was very high. The onion God was the first to be killed. When Bing Yu turned around to escape back to the corpse building, Hu Yunfeng rushed in front of him with lightning speed and covered it with a sealed ghost altar.
Although it was sealed up, I don't know what happened later, but the onion God still has consciousness. The burning ghost train ran out of the corpse building and was out of control. A limping shadow chased after the fire, but the train disappeared in the barren mountain. At this time, the ninth generation resentful soul and human skin lanterns came. With the combination of five ghost sedans, it was a cow driven ghost array. For a time, the old lame and Hu Yunfeng were caught off guard and fled.
But the old cripple and Hu Yunfeng were not bargains after all. When they escaped from the front line, they didn't know what method they used to make the five ghost sedan suffer a heavy blow. After that, they were taken to this place and sealed in wooden boxes. No one paid attention to them for a few days.
This is almost consistent with my previous speculation. If they hadn't lost both sides, Huaying valley would never be peaceful that night.
We explore this space while listening to the story of ice language. The ghost eye of ice language leads the way. We'll make a circle soon. This space is not as big as expected, but there are four or five houses, but only one room shows that someone has lived. In the remaining rooms, a large number of willows are stored, many of which are carved wooden people, who have not yet come to cultivate and refine.
From this situation, some people live here to raise Liuling people. However, there was a thick accumulation of dust in the house where someone had lived. It was obvious that the man had not come back for a long time. The Liu Ling people raised didn't seem to have gone out of the underground magic cave until brother Xi came to Tiantai village this time, opened the ban of the Magic Cave and released these Liu Ling people.
There was no one here and no trace of other Liuling people. We were relieved. We went back to the bedroom where someone had lived and lit an oil lamp. The room is very messy, with a lot of messy items. I stepped forward and kicked, pots and pans, washbasins and towels rolled down to the ground.
But unexpectedly, there was an iron tool in the middle. When he kicked it up, the foot bone almost broke. The pain made me lift up this foot and couldn't help rubbing it. LAN Xiaoying couldn't help laughing. There was a sense of schadenfreude.
I stared at her angrily and turned to see what I had kicked. I was stunned. It was a section of track!
LAN Xiaoying recognized it and said in surprise, "it seems that we played when we were children. No wonder we can't find it. It was stolen here."
I also think this is the track at Grandpa Liu Kui's house. Although its disappearance is not strange, it's worth thinking about here.
Next to the tracks were a pair of cloth shoes covered with dry mud and an old-fashioned cotton hat. I bent down to pick up my hat, turned it over and looked inside. I saw a thick layer of grease. It was all naphtha. My friend's appetite was suddenly bad again. When I was about to leave, I suddenly saw a black word "white" written in my hat!
what do you mean? I was stunned.
LAN Xiaoying said tentatively, "this can't be your grandfather's legacy?"
I frowned and thought it was not impossible. Because the people in the mountains were poor at that time, they liked to write their surnames on their hats and clothes. It was easy to find if they lost them. I looked carefully again, because I had seen the handwriting left by grandpa on the animal skin roll. Once compared, the word should be written by his old man.
LAN Xiaoying is more expert in handwriting identification than I am, so she dare not speak nonsense. Is this the underground Magic Cave built by my grandfather, where so many Liuling people are raised? In fact, it doesn't matter. I firmly believe that the old man has no evil heart. The Liu Ling man is just to deal with the Wuming train. Only such abnormal wooden man can resist the living corpse and get on the train without being killed.
But this is not a glorious thing after all, so I won't say much. Take a breath, blow out the oil lamp and go out. Tell LAN Xiaoying that we'd better get out of here quickly so as not to be found by the other party and seal the exit from the outside. Then there's no way to cry.
LAN Xiaoying and Bing Yu are very smart, which involves my grandfather, so they don't talk much. So we went back to the exit and climbed out of the ground with chains. Just out of the hole, Bingyu called the police, and many people came down the mountain wall. We were surprised. Brother Xi still found our whereabouts.
We can't go the same way now. We have to find a place to hide in the south. We continued to wrap our feet in plastic bags and put on gloves to climb over the rubble so that there would be no breath. Climbing out of a distance, Bing Yu said they entered the cave. We got up immediately and walked forward quickly under the guidance of ice language.
There was a mountain wall in front of us. We didn't have the ability to climb. Bing Yu took LAN Xiaoying up and put a rope to meet me. We didn't wake up until we crossed the mountain wall. We entered the deep valley at the foot of the back mountain. His uncle's, the Wuming train must be hiding nearby, as if we had entered a ghost nest!
I asked Bing Yu to find a way out on the stone walls on both sides. Ghost girl finally said in frustration that both sides are steep cliffs straight into the sky. If they are not in the ghost cocoon, they may be able to help LAN Xiaoying climb up the cliff. Now there is nothing she can do. Well, we have to go to thunder. I hope duyang powder and zhicao stealth can help us avoid the eyes and ears of the dead train. As long as you get to the easternmost end of the valley, you can escape from heaven.
But after walking a few steps forward, I thought of another sad thing. The train may be hidden in the river. Even if we travel eastward along the ridge and keep a certain distance from the river, we will inevitably make a sound and not be found by this dead thing. And where is brother Xi? The old fox knows the valley like the back of his hand and won't give us a chance to escape.
Thinking of this, I feel that going east is a trap, and I can only go south. Although the terrain in the south is unknown, at least there are not many obstacles. If God gives us another piece of shit and finds a cave or a secret way, don't we?
So I asked LAN Xiaoying to turn south and enter a dense dry forest. But not far away, LAN Xiaoying and Bing Yu issued a red alarm at the same time. There were many wandering ghosts in front. I said no, it's probably a defense line laid by brother Xi here. It's just a ghost. There's nothing to worry about for us.
At this time, Bing Yu said that two groups of people came from East and West and met outside the forest. Obviously, it was a siege and interception of us. Fortunately, we went the right way, otherwise we really threw ourselves into the net. Ice language closely watched the forest and said that the two groups of people went back again, but more than a dozen ghosts with fierce ghost gas blocked the way into the forest.
In that case, no matter what happens in the south, we have no way back. As we move forward, the chill is getting stronger and stronger. I can guess that there are a lot of dead ghosts here, and they are all high-quality goods. I quickly took out Sheng Yang Fu water and poured one down with LAN Xiaoying.
"I saw he Yuxin and Hu tiegua!" LAN Xiaoying said in surprise.
I was stunned. Are all the dead ghosts on the train allowed to get off? His uncle, if these dead ghosts get off the bus, we should really pay attention. Their resentment can wash away the duyang powder on our forehead!