Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

"Just tell you what you know. Do you still remember the first time we met?" Guan Yi asked, seeing Ding Mu nodding, he added: "I didn't know you at that time, but later We went down a tunnel together, do you remember?"

"You mean the tunnel where the clown blocked him for a long time but he didn't seem to dare to go in? I remember." Ding Mu nodded. "What does this have to do with the dragon?"

"I was in the tunnel, when I felt the wall and walked in, I touched the brick engraving on the wall. At that time, it was a dragon imprisoned on a tall tree, which was the same as what I saw from my uncle's notebook when I was a child. " Guan Yi said.

"Not only there, I have seen this kind of dragon pattern more or less at other sites outside of me," Guan Yi frowned, "but..."

"But what?" Ding Mu asked.

"It's not that I haven't been in Lishan before. There are many stones with different uses in the Lishan station. Every time I bring in a few stones that I think should be brought in, how to bring them in and how to bring them out, but this time, I brought The stone was broken inside." Guan Yi said, and opened the knife case, and took out a small paper bag from it, and the paper bag contained stone shards, "Look."

Ding Mu took the paper bag, opened it, and touched it with his hands. He didn't feel anything special. He raised his eyes to look at Guan Yi suspiciously, but saw him nodding his head slightly.

He understood, and with a thought, he opened his eyes.

In his eyes, the stone in the paper bag was emitting pale white light, faint and soft.He subconsciously reached out to touch the stone slag, and the moment his hand touched the stone slag, the scene in front of him changed instantly.

Ding Mu was startled, and with a shake of his hand, he retracted it again. After leaving the stone, the surrounding environment was the same as before.

"How?" Guan Yi asked, "Did you see anything?"

Ding Mu shook his head, a little amused, and reached out to touch the stone again.

With mental preparation, the scene change in front of him will not surprise him.

This is a place of white mist, and only a few figures behind the mist can be seen, and the specific shape and color of the clothes can be recognized vaguely, and even the face cannot be seen.

Everything around was silent, but he seemed to be able to hear what those people were saying.

"The only thing missing is the eyes, why are you so stubborn?"

"He won't give it to you." The voice was familiar.

"...You will only make our current situation worse!" Another person seemed to be trying to persuade the person in the middle.

"So you want to send the Buddha to the west? Let him grab it and put the eyes on it?" He seemed to have heard this voice before, but he couldn't remember it.

"You..." Someone was in a hurry, but was immediately interrupted: "Stop arguing, I'll go."

He tried hard to open his eyes to see those people clearly, but he couldn't see clearly.

He wanted to know what happened, why he was so familiar with this scene.

It was as if I had seen it with my own eyes.

After the sentence "I'm going" was uttered, the conversation between these people ended in a wisp of green smoke, and the black air was flowing, and it turned into a scene like ink and wash.

Through the fog and the gauze, it looks ethereal.

Judging from the shadow, it was a towering giant tree, and a dragon hovered on the tree, as if it was fighting with someone.

After a creepy cracking sound of "click", the black dragon suddenly stiffened and stood upright. After a moment, he stood up suddenly, struggling even more crazily, and even bumped his head against a tree.

Seeing that the dragon was about to throw off the person on it, it suddenly roared, the sound of the dragon's chant was so deafening that it almost tore the eardrums apart.

Someone yelled frantically, couldn't hear the specific words, but saw the black dragon's body tumbling more violently.

The moment he reached an extreme twisting angle of his body, he froze in the air, as if knowing his end, he suddenly slammed his body against the trunk of the giant tree for the last time!

The blood-colored patterns wrapped the tree in groups, and the complicated patterns were spread on the tree body layer by layer, and the whole tree was wrapped into an egg-shaped object.

When the last corner was surrounded by red, all the scenes turned into fly ash, swaying in the air like life, and fell back into the small paper bag in his palm.

There was nothing left, but he saw that the surroundings were not the same as when he first opened his eyes. It was not the appearance of Guan Yi's house, but it was pitch black, only something glowing on the coffee table.

He saw the shadow of a white knife next to Guan Yi's knife case, and it was this thing that was shining.The shadow knife was placed on the table, motionless, like a real knife.

When he saw it, he was in a daze, as if countless things were pouring out of his brain, too fast for him to even react.

"Ding Mu!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Guan Yi hurriedly slapped the young man's hand off the stone slag, and grabbed Ding Mu's uninjured shoulder, trying to bring him back to his senses.

Ding Mu slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little cold on his face, but found that his tears were streaming down his face, thinking about it carefully, but couldn't remember what made him so excited.

It seemed that he saw something that he couldn't accept, and his brain automatically locked those things.

"What's the matter with you?" Guan Yi raised his hand to wipe him, slowly took the thing away from the opponent's hand, and moved it far away, "Your spirit doesn't seem to be suitable for this."

Maybe it's the problem with Ding Mu's eyes, he is always more sensitive to some things than others.

It can be seen from the orphanage that Ding Mu's spirit is easily affected by the orphanage.

"I saw the dragon." Ding Mu recalled, "It seems that it was hacked to death by a person, and that person was also killed by its final blow. It can be regarded as the death of both."

Guan Yi was stunned for a moment, then asked him again: "What else?"

"It's gone." Ding Mu shook his head, he couldn't remember clearly, "What does this stone have to do with what you said?"

"You still want to listen?" Guan Yi was a little worried, "Can you?"

Ding Mu nodded.

"I'm not the same as you. I can only be in a trance for a moment when I touch it here, and I can't see anything. Only when I am in the mountain can I see what this stone affects me and makes me see. " Guan Yi said, "I kept it in the pocket of my overalls and never took it out. Until one time I went down a tunnel again."

He looked into Ding Mu's eyes: "There is more than one basement in the orphanage, do you know that?"

"What?" Ding Mu felt disgusted, a basement was so disgusting, so what about the others?

"That basement is under a well in the corner of the orphanage. When I went down, on the wall under the well, I touched a brick that was the same as the clown station."