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Everyone silently moved forward, but the moisture in the air was getting thicker, as if there was water in front of them. When they felt this wetness, everyone felt joy in their hearts and could not help but quicken their pace.

There were more and more bones inside the cave. Seeing this, our scalps couldn't help but feel numb. Xiao Xue couldn't help but ask, "How many innocent people died here?"

Lin Ziqiang was also shocked as he said, "Just who is the person who died here? Why is he dying here?"

I felt that something was amiss and I couldn't help but say, "Have you guys noticed that those people who died in the back don't seem to have been killed? There are no wounds on the bones at all! "

Hearing my words, everyone was shocked. Just now, they were immersed in the joy of finding hope outside, so they didn't notice these details.

Everyone was a meticulous person, so when I said this, I also noticed it. Lin Ziqiang frowned and said, "It seems like these bones have no other colors, they don't seem to be poisoned to death. Could it be that they were killed by someone else's blood?"

Snowy also hesitantly said, "With so many people drying their blood, the cave will definitely leave some traces. But this cave is so dry, there's no more Yin Qi, and there's no more resentment. These people must have died voluntarily!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be shocked. What could make these people die willingly?

Lin Ziqiang was also puzzled. He asked the old Daoist, "Master, do you know how these people died?"

The old Daoist walked in front without making a sound, as if he didn't want to speak until Lin Zizi asked, "How can we speculate correctly about what happened a thousand years ago?" Don't think too much into it. You should have gone out earlier to find the exit! "

Hearing the old Daoist say this, Xiaoxue and Lin Ziqiang agreed without a word.

Just as everyone was hurrying on their way in silence, Mister Leng, who was on Lin Ziqiang's back, woke up with a groan.

Mr. Leng has been unconscious ever since he escaped into this cave. This old Daoist Priest's personality was extremely vicious, and he and Sir Leng were using each other to begin with. Now that Mr. Leng had lost his will to reincarnate and lost his power, the old Daoist Priest would definitely abandon him and run if there was any danger. Could it be that Mister Leng has something that is worthy of the old Daoist being used for?

Seeing that Mr. Leng had woken up, Lin Ziqiang said, "Mr. Leng, you've finally woken up. How do you feel? Are your injuries serious?"

Mr. Leng felt the ground bumpy. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Lin Ziqiang on his back. After looking around, he said weakly, "Where are we now? Was it Ninth Master who saved me? "

The old Daoist didn't answer, but Xiao Xue said, "Master took you and fell from above, and then we met Yin Corpses, we finally escaped to this cave."

Snowy told Mr. Leng how she escaped to the cave, and Mr. Leng kept sighing. He then asked, "Mr. Leng, how did you meet the Yang Soul up there?"

Mr. Leng smiled bitterly and said, "Even though I lost my Reincarnation Heart, there is still the power of the Reincarnation Heart left in my body. I believe that this power must have caused a backlash from the protector's power in the tomb."

The old Daoist Priest did not speak until Mr. Leng finished speaking. Then he said in a deep voice, "Brother Leng, do you still remember that Monk Dingshan from forty years ago?"

Mr. Leng was shocked and said, "I naturally remember what kind of scenery Monk Dingshan was forty years ago. Could it be that the person who saved us in the tomb was him? Didn't he disappear more than thirty years ago? "

The old Daoist shook his head and said, "No, it's just that we found the Dingshan Compass in this stone cave. We must have seen the monk before, so there's a way out of this cave. Does Brother Leng know anything?"

Mr. Leng thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "Our ancestor did not record this cave, but I heard that when this tomb was first built, there were many people who opposed it. However, these people were powerless to resist and were eventually captured, their whereabouts unknown.

We all sucked in a breath of cold air when we heard this. Who knows how many people with bones like this died just because they opposed the cultivation of the tomb? This is way too brutal!

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but be curious about the owner of this tomb. Was the owner of this tomb Xiao Xue? Why did I see my mother in the last tomb? Was it just a dream? But I don't think it's that simple. Maybe Mother was just being used?

Mister Leng's words had indeed shocked us. No one said anything for a while, and after a long while, the old Daoist asked, "I wonder if we can leave this place?"

Mister Leng shook his head: "This ancestor did not record it, and I am not sure either. However, since Monk Dingshan can enter, there should be a way out."

For a moment, we didn't say anything, we just continued to move forward with a heavy expression on our faces.

Mr. Leng rested for a while longer before descending from the forest and stumbled forward.

The number of bones on the road became fewer and fewer, but the further one went, the more incomplete the bones became. In the end, these bones were even broken.

The moisture in the air was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of flowing water could still be heard vaguely. After turning another corner, the sound of flowing water in front of him became clearer and clearer. It seemed like there was a underground water source ahead!

Hearing the sound of the water, everyone's spirits were lifted. If there is an underground river, it must be connected to the river outside. Then we can get out!

After walking forward for another ten minutes, the scenery in front of them suddenly became clear. They saw a huge underground river winding before them. The water was clear enough that they could see the bottom, and they could vaguely see some small fishes swimming around.

Everyone was excited when they saw the underground river. Since this river was made of living water, it must be connected to the waterway outside. As long as they followed the river, they would be able to find the exit!

I looked around me. There was a lot of space around us, like a natural karst cave. There was stalactite above my head, and there were several stone platforms by the river. There were also several iron chains that extended into the water.

Seeing this stone platform, the old Daoist Priest and Mister Leng's expressions changed. Snowy saw that the old Daoist Priest's expression was strange and hurriedly asked, "Teacher, is there something strange about this stone platform?"

The old Daoist said nothing and quickly rushed towards the stone platform. On the other hand, Mister Leng bitterly smiled and said, "I finally know the purpose of these people outside!"

Lin Ziqiang asked, "Could this be related to the stone platform?"

Mr. Leng nodded and said, "That's right. This stone platform should be the sacrificial altar used to offer sacrifices to the River Deity!"

Snowy and Lin Ziqiang suddenly came to a realization. I was confused by what they heard. I couldn't help but ask Snowy, "What is this River God?"

Snowy softly explained to me, "This river god is also called River Earl, which usually refers to the Yellow River God. The River God here should be a spell from the Southern Han Country, and this River God should be a kind of Evil God. "

I didn't quite understand what she meant. Originally, I had planned to ask her more questions, but now that the old Daoist had returned from his inspection of the stone platform, Xiao Xue hastily went over and asked, "Teacher, how was it?"

The old Daoist looked gloomy as he said, "There is something wrong here. I'm afraid this isn't a simple River God priest."

Mr. Leng smiled bitterly and said, "I had already guessed that the bones outside are the sacrifices that were made to the River Deity!"

I sucked in a cold breath. Although it was not uncommon in ancient times to use living people as sacrifices, I had never heard of such a sacrifice being performed by so many living people.

Not only me, but even Snowy and Lin Ziqiang's expressions changed. Lin Ziqiang said with a trembling voice, "If so many people were sacrificed, how strong would the River God be after absorbing these souls?"

The old Daoist shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I can see that the killing intent on the altar is not very strong. I believe not many people died. Something must have happened that year, so this River God's Sacrifice isn't completed."

Mr. Leng was delighted and said, "In that case, we still have a chance of survival!"

The old Daoist nodded and said, "That's right, but it's not that easy to grasp onto."

Snowy anxiously asked, "Then what should we do now?"

The old Daoist pondered for a bit and said, "I can only force my way through now. However, there aren't many sacrifices for this river god. I just hope he isn't that strong."

After a pause, the old Daoist continued, "Brother Leng, when the time comes, I still need you to give me a hand."

Without hesitation, Mr. Leng said, "Of course, for this chance at survival, I will also do my best. However, once I lose this Reincarnation Heart, my strength will be greatly damaged, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to help much at that time."

Speaking of the Reincarnation Heart, Lin ZIqiang subconsciously touched his chest and smiled strangely. However, he did it too far behind us. His entire body was shrouded in shadows, so we didn't notice him.

After hearing Mister Leng's words, the old Daoist Priest's mood also dropped. After a long while, he said, "There is no other way. This is the only way."

After resting for a while, the old Daoist stood up and said, "It's about time. Let's continue walking."

We hastily got up. The old Daoist took the lead and headed down the underground river.

The underground river got narrower and narrower as they travelled, and the river became more and more rapid. The karst cave also followed the flow of the river as it became narrower.

Mr. Leng was injured and weak. After walking for a while, he began to pant. Lin Ziqiang asked with concern: "Is Mr. Leng alright? How about I carry you! "

Boss Leng was adamant and said, "Don't worry, you won't die yet!" He still forced himself to walk forward.

Not long after, the cave came to an end. The old Daoist looked at it and seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Go down the river and continue walking along the river!" After he had finished speaking, he took out two paper talismans from his bosom and placed them in his hands before jumping into the river.

Mr. Leng also sighed, took out two red ropes from his pocket, tied them to his hands, and jumped into the river.

Snowy and I looked at each other and had no choice but to jump down as well.

The river wasn't very deep, barely reaching my waist. However, the river water was extremely cold. The moment I entered the water, I was struck by a cold shiver.

The old Daoist Priest and Boss Leng stood at the front and back of the group, nervously looking at their surroundings. Lin Ziqiang and Snowy were also very nervous. They tightly gripped their magic tools, ready to attack this river god that would appear at any moment!

The deeper we went, the deeper the river got. It gradually reached my chest and the cave above my head became lower and lower. At this time, Snowy's body suddenly shook and she cried out in pain. Everyone's minds were already tense. When Xiao Xue shouted, everyone was shocked. The old Daoist hurriedly asked, "Xiao Xue, what's wrong? Did you see anything? "

Snowy's voice was a little shaky as she said, "Something bit me just now."

Using the light of the paper talisman, I could vaguely see a slender purple figure flash under the water. Following which, I heard Snowy's pained cry. A bright red spot appeared on the surface of the water. Snowy was bitten and bled!