Travel thousands of miles in my life

The night in the desert is as deep as the sea.The moon is always hidden behind thick clouds, and if there is no wind blowing the coolness, it will never show up.Hidden behind countless sand dunes is a black 'monster', which stands in the depths of the desert like a bloody monster, watching the changes of clouds and rain silently.

No one knows what's inside it, and no one knows exactly when and what month this monster arrived here. In the past, some travelers got lost and turned here, and disappeared into the world before they were lucky enough to see people. between.

Who killed them, no one knows.Many people have disappeared, and this hell surrounded by sand dunes is full of innocent souls, clamoring and refusing to rest in peace.

"This place looks really evil." The whimpering wind lingered in all directions, and all the stars here were tightly covered by thick clouds.A chill ran up his back, and the tall man shivered and gathered his robe.He raised his head to look at the dark and strange sky, and frowned.

He took a few steps quickly, climbed onto the sand dune, and looked at the black 'giant' not far away with a complicated expression.The small building was completely dark, but under the faint light in the corner, it showed an ominous rust color, which looked particularly terrifying.

There is a small side door in the direction of the small building facing east, but if you look inside, you can't see anything clearly.That small door seemed to be hiding a ghost with its mouth wide open. It was difficult for the man to go secretly. It would be okay if someone was stationed outside the small building, but the gate would be completely wide open, tempting people to go deep.

"Wait a little longer." The man, that is, Yan Wuwu returned to the bottom of the dune after only one glance, and said to himself, "The defense is lax, could something have happened?"

The reason for this is that he has no idea after thinking about it, and the ghost face's behavior has never been understood by ordinary people.Yan Wuwu couldn't think of any good ideas for a while, so he had to hold back and wait.

He was half leaning on a stone buried in the sand dune, and before he could sit still, he felt something under his body thwart him, and he quickly took a look at the thing, which turned out to be a human bone.

Yan Wuwu was speechless for a long while, feeling as if his whole body had been scratched by a ghost's claws.He looked at the bone in his hand, then at the spot of whiteness exposed on the ground, and said helplessly: "Meeting is fate, let you rest in peace today."

Following the big bones, Yan Wuwu dug down with his bare hands, and after a while, a small half of the skeleton frame leaked out from under the soft sand.

Yan Wuwu's expression was complicated, but his hands kept moving, and he quickly dug them all out.Just looking at the body shape and the thickness of the bones, this may be just a child, perhaps not as old as Gu Ping.It's just that I don't know why at such a young age, I don't study and do things with my parents, but disappear in such a place.There were no scars on the bones, and Yan Wuwu couldn't guess the cause of death for a moment, but he noticed another very strange thing.

In the dark night, this small skeleton gradually began to emit a faint glow of firefly blue.

At first the light spot was very dim, but after being blown by the wind, it became brighter and brighter.Stars and stars are distributed among the bone crevices, taking advantage of the dark eye sockets on the skull, it is extraordinarily creepy to see.

Yan Wuxin didn't rush forward to touch it with his hand, he looked around, picked up half a dry branch and gently moved it, the light spot didn't dissipate with his movement.If you look carefully, it looks like it is integrated with the bones.

He suddenly had some guesses in his heart. A few years ago, magic was prevalent in the world. One of Yan Wuxin's best friends, Lao Dao Chongnanzi, once showed him a small bone flute.

It was confiscated by him from a Nanyang evil monk who did many evils. The bone flute was about the length of an index finger, and the workmanship was very smooth and exquisite.This is not the most peculiar place, Yan Wuxin still remembers that the old man asked him to wait, and then mysteriously blew out the lights, before Yan Wuxin could make a sound, the bone flute suddenly lit up in the darkness. Green light spots.

Seeing the surprised expression on the man's face, the old Taoist sighed and explained that this was a method used by the evil monk to harm people. He fed people some strange medicine and then killed people to take bones. The magic weapon made would have the effect of magic .Whether it actually has any evil use is another matter, but the suffering of that person is real.

Now it seems that although the color of the light spots is different, it is very likely that the child has taken some kind of medicine, which caused the light spots to appear on the bones.

"Don't be afraid, rest in peace." The man comforted the little skeleton with a smile, put back the bones he had dug up before, put his hands together, and said reverently: "Pull out the karma and get rid of suffering." happy."

It is embarrassing to meet in such a way in this desolate desert.Yan Wuwu stared at the pure white skeleton, with all kinds of emotions flickering in his eyes and finally calmed down.

"I have already understood your vengeance. If there is a future, I will definitely repay it for you." The man never believed in any gods and Buddhas, but only believed in fate.The predestined relationship and the non-destined relationship are all what he is obsessed with.

After getting the answer, the dots of light seemed to have exhausted their last strength and gradually dimmed.Looking at it after another moment, the skeleton has returned to its ordinary appearance.

How many people like this are buried in the sand dunes?Yan Wuwu stood silently in front of the child's skeleton, he didn't dare to guess, and he didn't want to guess.No matter what kind of answer it is, it is too heavy for people to accept.

The man sighed deeply, and stopped suddenly before turning around. He turned his head and listened carefully: "What's the sound?"

In the distance, there seemed to be vague but crisp copper bells, resounding through the sky.Yan Wuwu shuddered all over, as if being poured from the head to the bottom by icy cold water, he quickly crawled up the sand dune.

What I saw was still pale sand and small dark buildings. The only difference was a strange team at the edge of the sand dunes in the distance.

The leader was wearing a long white flag, with a fist-sized bell hanging on the top of the flag, which jingled three times following the footsteps of the servant.Yan Wuwu jumped down the sand dune silently, and ran forward from the other side, the distance was getting closer, and the voices of the group became more and more clear.

"I met another person today. Why do I always meet people who are not afraid of death?"

"Don't talk too much, how can there be anyone who is not afraid of death? If he is really not afraid of death, he should choose death."

"Hey, it's better to live than to die."

The conversation was endless, and before Yan Wuwu had time to think about it, he suddenly saw something twisting and turning on the trolley pulled behind those people. Seeing the bag moving, the escorts hurriedly took out the handles of their knives. Resented for a moment: "Be honest!"

The person in the sack was in pain and let out a scream.The range of twisting was getting bigger and bigger. Seeing that the man was dissatisfied, several people held knives and planned to let him out to teach him a lesson.

Yan Wuwu squinted his eyes slightly, his inner strength gradually concentrated in his palm, ready to step forward to save a group of people when they were surprised.

The mouth of the bag was opened, and a small, pointed head emerged from the inside. The man was about forty years old and looked very ugly. He also had two greasy beards, and he had a wretched appearance.The man bared his teeth and gasped for breath, but his eyes rolled around, looking at that person for a while and then at other people.

Yan Wuwu recognized the wicked look with a single glance.

Six living deer, Zhang Laoliu.

The man clicked his tongue lightly, dissipating the internal force in his palm.This is also a troublesome person, he and his good brother Si Qingshu hang out together in Dongling in the early years, doing some bad things of tipping off.Later, several gangs were called together to punish them, and the two disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, they met in the desert now.

As soon as the old six head came out, he saw a few men in gray clothes carrying knives, and he stopped twisting all over, and asked with a flattering smile: "Grandfathers, what kind of fairy place are you taking the little ones to?" ?”

"Take you to the underworld for a while. If your luck is good, you can come out. If your luck is bad, you can stay here forever." The person who spoke first sneered at this time: "You chose it yourself."

"Don't worry, good grandpas, can the little ones who are lucky can still be settled?" Zhang Laoliu said with a smile: "Masters, why don't you just say that the little ones didn't see anything. You don't need to This is to guard against the little ones."

"It's up to you whether you see it or not." The person holding the flag spoke, and he whispered: "I'll ask you again, do you want to die or live?"

"Of course—I want to live!" Zhang Laoliu jumped out of the sack suddenly while he was speaking. He was extremely short, only about five feet tall, and somehow he untied the rope. into the soft sandy soil.The gray-clothed men around them obviously didn't expect the trapped prey to have the strength to escape, and hurriedly raised their weapons to chase forward, but Zhang Laoliu had already disappeared, and they looked around in a daze.

Yan Wuxin looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows, and showed an unknown smile.

"Enough!" The leader slapped the man in gray who was closest to him with his cane: "Why would I bring you idiots out? If it weren't for the fact that the previous people had all gone out because of missions, you guys would know nothing about it." The guy should be hanged and burned!"

"My lord, what should I do now...?" The person who was whipped was not sure whether it was pain or fear, and his body was trembling: "If no one is brought back to test the medicine, the master will punish him."

"You also know that the master will punish you?!" The leader was about to go mad with anger, he rubbed the stinging forehead, and then said: "There is still a while before the gate control time, first search around to see if there is anyone who can Make up the numbers, even if it’s a corpse.”

Several people hurriedly scattered around to search, and a quarter of an hour later, a few bells rang from the small building.

"Did anyone be found?"

"My lord, there is a fainted man here."

"Quick, quick! Just put him in the bag!"

"My lord, he is too tall to fit!"

"Don't worry about it, the small building is going to close."

Several people rushed into the building before the door was completely closed, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, at least they would not be executed for failing to complete the task.

As for the person in the sack, he had already been thrown into the dark room where the drug tester was held.

No one noticed that a pair of bright eyes slowly opened a crack in the darkness.

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I don’t feel like I’ve written recently, and I urgently need encouragement from little angels, QAQ!