After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

It is never a wise move to enter a deep mountain with a chaotic magnetic field at night.

Especially with the rising water in the mountains, the water level of the river spreads again and again, and it fluctuates almost in the blink of an eye. In a short period of time, the land along the river has been completely engulfed.

When the leading part of the rescue team crossed the river, the water was still below their knees. When the last few people were about to cross the river, the water had already reached their thighs.

This strangely fast speed made everyone tremble.

"If it was the summer flood season, this speed of water rise would be understandable, but it is winter, and even according to the climate in the southern regions, this speed is too fast."

The rescue captain had quick eyes and quick hands, and pulled up the team members who were almost shaken by the rushing water, and then stood on the bank of the river and looked at the river with concern.

Under the illumination of a strong flashlight, one can clearly see that the river water is clear without any impurities, like a transparent crystal.

Even though many people passed by the river just now, it didn't bring any turbidity.

But this also concealed the depth of the river, allowing the players to misjudge and lead to danger.

If it weren't for the rescue team leader who was worried about the team members, so he still returned to watch the safety of the team members after crossing the river, I'm afraid the few team members who were walking at the end of the team just now would fall into the river, and the supplies they carried would be wet, also get hurt.

However, the rescue captain was more concerned about the excessively cold water.

According to his field experience, when the water rises, a lot of upstream sediment will be washed downstream, making the river turbid.

But this...

The rescue team leader suddenly saw with keen eyes that a few chrysanthemum petals drifted by with the current.

"Let's go, what are you doing? It's not fun to be left behind in this kind of place."

The person in front turned back strangely and asked, "Didn't you see that the people in charge are rushing to Changshou Village? The terrain in the mountains is difficult and dangerous. The longer you stay, the greater the danger."

Wang Daochang next to him heard the conversation between the two, subconsciously looked at the river, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that there is an underground river breaking its embankment, and the water from the upper reaches and the water from the underground river merged together, so we can Such a rapid rise in water."

Wang Daochang's face turned serious, and he raised his voice and said to the people around him: "Go around the river! It doesn't matter even if the detour takes time, don't step into the river."

Daoist Ma was surprised: "What happened to the river?"

Wang Daochang looked serious: "It's not the first time I've entered Nanming Mountain. Among all the people here, I'm afraid I know the topography of Nanming Mountain the best."

"The terrain of Nanming Mountain is complex. Because it is at the junction of the plates, there are many dark rivers and dark channels. If you are not careful, you will dig a pit. If a dark river surges up, there is no guarantee that other dark rivers will also flow into the river. The river water may It's going up very fast."

"If you don't avoid it in advance, it will be too late when the water level really rises."

As he said that, Wang Daochang hurried forward, wanting to explain the situation to the person in charge who opened the way at the front.

When the Nanming Mountain had an accident decades ago, many masters who came to check the situation did not die of evil spirits.

It was because of the complex and dangerous terrain of Nanming Mountain.

At that time, many people did not know why, the brain could not accurately judge the danger.Even if you saw the cliff in the last second, you will forget it in the next second, and then continue to move forward, causing you to roll down the hillside.

Some people died in the river because they didn't know how to avoid the mountain torrents.

Although Daoist Wang hadn't left his teacher back then, he was just a young Taoist priest, but the horrific corpses that were transported out still left a deep impression on him.

The rescue captain's words were like a switch, making Wang Daochang suddenly think of this matter.

The current situation is almost like a repeat of Nanming Mountain decades ago... But this time, absolutely, definitely can't have so many people die again!

Wang Daochang's heart was beating like a drum, and he even suddenly felt that there were many ghosts hidden in the dark forest surrounded by strong flashlights.

However, the official person in charge seemed to be indifferent to the surrounding environment. Even though he was walking in such a deep and strange mountain, he still walked like flying, and never looked back.

"The person in charge!" Daoist Wang couldn't help shouting.

However, the person in charge didn't look back at him, and even walked faster and faster...

Wang Daochang rushed over and grabbed the official responsible person's arm.

The pain from the arm made the person in charge of the official tremble. The brain, which seemed to be soaked in warm water, suddenly came back to its senses.

He looked around in a daze, but saw Wang Daochang's eyes were wide open, and his breathing was short.

"Director, what are you doing!"

Wang Daochang looked fearfully at the rushing river in front of the official person in charge, and shouted angrily in a low voice: "The river is swollen, and the water level is estimated to reach your waist. Are you waiting for injury by stepping in like this? Don't you look at your feet!"

The official person in charge blinked slowly, and subconsciously followed.

Seeing this made him break out in a cold sweat.

Even though Daoist Wang held him back just now, the communication device he put in his pocket was thrown out of inertia and fell into the river.

However, the originally heavy communication equipment did not sink directly to the bottom, but was engulfed by the turbulent water and rushed downstream quickly.

Not only that, but during the time he was looking at the river, the water level had risen to the point where the boulders on the river bank were submerged.

Obviously, as Wang Daochang said, it would be an unwise choice to cross the river now.

If I hadn't been held back by Daoist Wang just now...

The official person in charge closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, but he still felt that his head was like a ball of paste, groggy, without the ability to think clearly and independently.

Even with him, there seemed to be a phantom in front of his eyes.

He saw, just under the river, the faces of dead bodies that had been soaked and swollen and white.

Their unrepentant eyes stared at him through the river water, like a silent call of jealousy.

The official leader had an urge to feel thirstier than ever before, and the only way to quench his thirst for water was to jump into the river and drink to his heart's content.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help feeling that the dead bodies were calling him to jump into the river.

——If Daoist Wang hadn't been holding on to the person in charge, he might have jumped down.

And when the person in charge stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, he realized that his mouth had become dry to such an extent that he even had a layer of dry skin, and beads of blood oozed from his mouth.

However, he didn't realize that there was also a greedy red light flashing in his eyes that were looking at those corpses.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Daochang saw that the person in charge hadn't spoken for a long time, but kept looking down at the river, so he couldn't help but follow along in doubt.

However, Wang Daochang only saw a few yellow and white chrysanthemum petals floating on the clear river.

The official person in charge raised his eyes in a daze. He wanted to ask Daoist Wang, didn't he see the carrion under the river?They are calling themselves to go down and become their companions.

However, the moment his eyes moved away from the river, he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.

First, the language that has been worded, then the memory, and then, even the last trace of vigilance in the heart is gone.

He didn't even remember that he forgot an important thing.

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, and shook his head to Daoist Wang: "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted."

He straightened his expression, nodded and said: "Then speed up, walk over before the river completely swells, and try to avoid detours, so that you can reach Changshou Village faster."

Daoist Wang glanced at the official in charge suspiciously.

Why did he vaguely feel that there seems to be something wrong with the other party...

However, when Daoist Wang took a closer look, he felt that the face and state of the person in charge were all as usual, and there was nothing strange about it.

And, I don't know if it's because he's about to go to Longevity Village, the person in charge looks more energetic...or motivated?

Wang Daochang let go of the hand holding the person in charge, watching him explain the situation to the rescue team in a normal way, coordinating the plan as before, it seems that there is no abnormality.

So, did I see it wrong?

A trace of doubt surged in Wang Daochang's heart.

Immediately, he shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.

It seems that the shadow left by Nanming Mountain on him is far greater than he imagined, and it has reached the point where all the grass and trees are like soldiers.

Under the arrangement of the official person in charge, everyone speeded up and tried to pass the mountain road before the river completely swelled.

The people in the program group were still trapped in the Longevity Village. If they arrived earlier, those people would have a little more life.

However, no one noticed——

In the turbulent river beside them, more and more chrysanthemum petals flowed down the water, covering the entire river surface.

And pairs of eyes opened at the bottom of the river.

A carrion body that was swollen with soaking water also fell down with the water flow and sank under the river at some point.

Through the turbulent river water, the red eyes looked straight at the figure on the bank.

On his pale and rotten face, there was an undisguised hatred and jealousy.

Why...why are you still outside, but I can only be trapped in a rotting body forever, unable to step out of Nanming Mountain.

Come down, come down with us...

The rescue team vaguely felt as if someone was watching them.

People always have the instinct of self-preservation.When there are eyes looking at me from a place I can't see, even if I don't know it, I will still subconsciously look at the place where the line of sight comes from.

The rescue team turned their heads inexplicably and looked into the river.

Then he suddenly discovered that through the chrysanthemum petals all over the river, he actually saw a blue and white grimace in the gap!

The team members were unprepared and yelled in fright.

Everyone around looked at him instantly, asking what was wrong with concern.

However, when the team members looked at the river again in shock, there was nothing but clear river water without impurities.

And when the team members wanted to tell the scene of being frightened just now, the memory of that scene was like a snowball placed under the blazing sun, melting instantly so that the original appearance could not be seen.

The team members opened their mouths in confusion, but only uttered a few single sounds, forgetting what they wanted to say.

Facing the surrounding gaze, the team members could only shake their heads apologetically: "I'm worried about the river... the river, the river will continue to rise."

After the first sentence was spoken, the rest of the team members became fluent, and he felt happy that he remembered what he wanted to say just now.

"It's better to get there quickly. I'm worried that something will happen to the program crew."

The official person in charge noticed the change here, so he turned around and comforted him: "Changshou Village is just ahead, and you can get there by going around this corner of the mountain."

The others only regarded the person in charge as comforting the team members in a way of looking at plums to quench their thirst. They didn't doubt why he was so familiar with the terrain here, and he was even able to tell the exact route.

However, Daoist Wang looked at the person in charge strangely.

Even he, who had entered Nanming Mountain, couldn't figure out the exact route to enter Changshou Village because of the darkness and the confusion of yin and yang.

How did the person in charge know...

However, before Daoist Wang figured out why, the doubts just now had disappeared.

If someone could see the situation of the rescue team at this time, they would be scared out of their wits.

It's a weird enough picture.

Under the river, carrion corpses loomed among the fluctuating petals. Some carrion corpses even rose slowly from the bottom of the river, their rotting heads slowly surfaced, and their red eyes stared at the people on the bank.

But on the river bank, everyone continued to move forward without even noticing.

Even if someone noticed something abnormal in the river, but the next second he wanted to warn his companions with a terrified expression, he completely forgot what he saw and continued to move forward normally.

Even priests are no exception.

They looked at the river, just wondering why this place is so full of vitality, it seems like the legendary blessed land and cave.

But he didn't remember the pairs of red eyes floating out of the water.

One side is a rotting corpse, and the other side is a living person.

It seems that two lines of yin and yang are intertwined here...

After following the footsteps of the official person in charge, everyone circled the corner of the mountain, and from a distance, under the illumination of the strong flashlight, they saw a group of small wooden buildings hidden behind layers of branches.

Longevity Village is already in sight.

The person in charge actually found the right place!

Daoist Wang was stunned.

The rescue team members, who were originally tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on their faces.

Very good!The people in the program team will be fine.

But even more impatient than the rescue team was the official person in charge.

His eyes were astonishingly bright in the flickering light, and there was an unconcealable greed and longing on his face.

If anyone can stand next to him and look carefully at this time, he will find that his skin starts from the neck and goes all the way down, all of which seem to have entered an extremely dry state, revealing skin lines like the dry and cracked earth. A little bit of blood oozes out.

The official person in charge took the lead in striding towards Changshou Village, even ignoring the voices of the people behind.

At the entrance of Changshou Village, an old man was standing there with a smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"The guests are so impatient, they have to come late at night."

When the old man saw the official person in charge, he turned sideways to give way to the village, and raised his hand as an invitation gesture: "But it's okay, fortunately, there are still vacant rooms in the village to entertain you."

The old man raised his head slowly, looking up from the bottom of his eyes, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The last batch of guests will give up the room to you soon."

"I promise."

The person in charge of the government was bewitched, and turned a blind eye to the old man's weirdness. Instead, he started to follow the old man to the village.

Daoist Wang, who had been watching strangely from behind, rushed over immediately, dragged the official person in charge back, and looked at the old man vigilantly.

Taoism is almost universally recognized as health-preserving, and the word longevity is often associated with Taoism, and most of the old Taoists in Haiyun Temple are over a hundred years old, and the faces of many Taoists are much younger than they actually are. .

For example, Li Daochang, the oldest surviving senior in Haiyun Temple, was born in the last century and has seen several eras with his own eyes.

But even so, Li Daochang's physical condition is still not as good as the old man standing here at this time.

However, it was precisely because Wang Daochang had seen Li Daochang's real longevity that he could accurately tell that there was something wrong with the youth and health shown by this old man.

It's like a flower that is carefully cared for, but still a little imperfect.

Only fake flowers can be flawless.

The old man saw Daoist Wang's vigilance, but he happily didn't care. Instead, he raised his finger and pointed to the village, signaling to Daoist Wang to look into the village.

Wang Daochang looked suspiciously, but in the next moment, his pupils constricted.

——On the village road in Changshou Village, carrion corpses stood densely one after another.

They staggered forward, but they seemed to be isolated in the village by an invisible air wall, and they couldn't get close to the old man no matter what.

The rotten corpse's bluish white and swollen face looked ferocious, and looked at the old man full of anger, and deep roars came out from the rotten and smelly mouth, making the listeners terrified.

However, when the old man glanced over lightly, those carrion corpses that were so angry that they wanted to tear apart the old man even took a step back in fear, and the swaying body was still dripping and mixing Drops of stinking blood.

The rescue team and the priests were all stunned on the spot when they saw this scene.

They knew that something happened in Changshou Village, and they also saw the image of a rotting corpse in the previous live broadcast.

But at this time, when they saw it with their own eyes, they realized that the scene was far more serious and creepy than what they saw on the camera.

The rustling sound of the rotting corpse echoed in the mountains, but in Changshou Village, where every household was lit with warm lights, it was silent.

Except for the old man who came to greet them like a prophet, none of the villagers came out of their homes to check the situation when such a big commotion was made.

But the priests could clearly see that black figures were vaguely reflected on those windows.

It was as if those villagers were standing behind the windows, staring silently at the visitor.

Wang Daochang's vigilance was instantly raised to the highest level. The tragedy of Nanming Mountain decades ago reappeared in his mind, which made him extremely cautious and vigilant towards Changshou Village, and he did not directly enter the village.

But in the next second, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Get out! Get out of here! You bastards don't even think about stepping in with Lao Tzu around!"

The roar came from far away, accompanied by several screams and exclamations, and people could only vaguely recognize part of it.

But Wang Daochang recognized it almost instantly——

This is clearly Lu Xingxing's voice!

"Stars?" Daoist Ma next to him also looked up in amazement, trying to see what happened in the dark night.

The priests looked at each other and passed messages to each other.

Lu Xingxing was with the people from the program group. It seemed that the program group was in danger. It might be that the small wooden building where the program group was located was broken into by rotting corpses. That's why Lu Xingxing said such words.

At this time, the rescue team responsible for watching the live broadcast also rushed forward: "The person in charge, Mr. Yan's live broadcast seems to have lost the signal, and now it's dark and you can't see anything. The signal on the main screen of the program group has just returned to normal , you can see many dead bodies surrounding their small wooden building."

Daoist Wang lowered his face.

It seems... Changshou Village must be visited.

With a sound of "Shua!", Wang Daochang pulled out the mahogany sword in his hand, and took the lead in striding towards Changshou Village.

It was obviously a wooden sword, but it was humming in the air, which was shocking.

The old man didn't panic at all, he grinned and took a step back calmly and slowly.

At this step, his figure disappeared at the entrance of the village in an instant.

But the rotting corpse, which was frightened by the old man and dared not go forward, lost its restraint. After smelling the breath of a living person, it savagely rushed towards the crowd from all directions.

Under the deep darkness, all the noises were mixed together, and the stench filled the air.

However, in the chaos of the rotting corpses rushing over, no one saw it. The official person in charge who was separated from the formation by the rotting corpses lost his focus and staggered step by step towards the river beside the village.

It was as if something was calling him to go to a happy place without pain.

The eyeballs of the official person in charge slowly revealed a scarlet light.

Then, he stepped into the river.

"Pfft!"

There was a loud noise, and water splashed everywhere.

Wang Daochang turned his head when he heard the sound, but only saw the back of the person in charge flashing past, and the carrion arm stretched out of the river to grab him.

Daoist Wang's eyes were tearing apart, and he shouted: "The person in charge—!"

……

When Yan Shixun slowly regained consciousness, his first feeling was shaking.

It's like riding a green leather train, following the swaying wheels.

The lack of a completely clear consciousness made him a little puzzled, wondering if he was on the train, rushing to the place where the client was to help him exorcise evil spirits?

Could it be that he slept for too long, so even his thinking became confused?

But soon, Yan Shixun quickly realized that he was not on the train with the arms across his waist and the strong body with a strong sense of presence around him.

——After all, with his habits, he would never let anyone sleep beside him.

Not to mention that the beds on the train couldn't fit two people, and he used to barely sleep alone.

Yan Shixun blinked his eyes, subconsciously bent his fingers on the palm beside him, and quickly groped to the side, trying to find out where he was at this time.

Because there was darkness in front of his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly.

That's why he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or real when he first woke up.

And soon, the information fed back from the palm made Yan Shixun realize——

coffin.

There are wooden boards under him, and there are wooden boards around him, and there are wooden boards up, down, left, and right.

And judging from the approximate size measured by the palm, it is no different from a coffin.

However, the side next to him was a little different.

Yan Shixun's outstretched palm only touched a cool and sturdy body, and when he groped in doubt, and didn't realize what it was for a while, a low laugh rang in his ears.

"Shi Xun, itchy."

Ye Li said helplessly but sincerely: "We can wait until we get out."

At this moment, Yan Shixun suddenly felt lucky that he was in the dark, so the high fever on his face would not be seen as abnormal.

Yan Shixun gave a fake cough, and calmly withdrew his hand: "You also take your arm away from me, it's very heavy."

Ye Li said innocently: "I didn't do it on purpose, the coffin is too small and crowded, there is no place to put it."

He replied sincerely, "I can't even straighten my legs."

As he said that, Ye Li moved his long legs to let Yan Shixun feel the embarrassment of being forced to shrink into a coffin of an inappropriate size.

"I don't mind sleeping in a coffin, it's fine if it's narrower. But can you make a longer coffin?"

Ye Li's breath fell on Yan Shixun's ears when he spoke.

Yan Shixun couldn't help but tilt his head, feeling itchy in his ears.

However, because the coffin was too small, the two had to squeeze together, so Ye Li gave up most of the space to Yan Shixun, while his tall and slender body could only be sideways in an extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed posture. Lie down.

Therefore, when Ye Li raised his leg and then lowered it, it happened to land on Yan Shixun's body.

This made Yan Shixun's face darken, and he asked Ye Li to retract his legs with a low voice.

Ye Li sighed helplessly: "Blame me, if I were a little thinner and shorter, I wouldn't be like this."

Yan Shixun endured it, but still couldn't help asking: "So, why do I have to sleep in a coffin with you?"

"Well……"

Ye Li blinked, and smiled in the darkness: "Dead in the same coffin?"

Yan Shixun: "...Get lost!"

Ye Li accepted it as soon as he saw it, and after testing the limit of Yan Shixun's patience, he calmly retreated from the edge and said seriously: "Shi Xun, do you still remember what happened before you entered the dream?"

Yan Shixun recalled: "I saw that Nan Tian was thrown into the coffin... Wait, so maybe I was also in the coffin at that time."

Before Ye Li could give an affirmative answer, Yan Shixun wondered, "But I didn't see you before—where did you come from? Even if you sleep in a coffin, I should be the only one."

Ye Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's because we came out of a dream together."

"I woke up earlier than you, and the coffin is being carried away."

Yan Shixun was speechless: "Since you woke up a long time ago, why are we still in the coffin?"

Ye Li thought to himself, because the moment I opened my eyes, I found you asleep in my arms, I am afraid that I will not have such an opportunity when I leave the coffin, so naturally I should cherish it.

However, based on Ye Li's understanding of Yan Shixun, if he really said that, Yan Shixun would definitely be angry.

So Ye Li blinked, and tactfully changed his words: "I'm waiting for you to wake up."

When the two were talking, the audience squatting in front of Yan Shixun's split screen almost wept with joy, and their hearts that had been hanging high were finally able to fall to the ground.

Some people felt scared only after they breathed a sigh of relief.

[I was about to be scared to death, Brother Yan's split screen suddenly went black, I didn't know what happened. ]

[The point is that even the main screen has no picture for a long time, although the video platform said the signal is normal, it may be the impact of the power outage.But I can't see what's going on, and I'm really dying. ]

[What?Wait, according to what Brother Yan said, what we just saw was not a black screen at all, but because Brother Yan was sleeping in a coffin? ? ]

[! !Outrageous!That's the scariest excuse I've ever heard. ]

[The person in the dormitory shivered, and quickly turned on the night light.Before the lights were turned off at night, I joked with my friends that I felt like I was sleeping in a coffin every day... Ahhhh! ! ]

[I was sweating from the fright before, and now the hairs stand on end from the fright, the child is almost gone. ]

[Crawls out from under the quilt tremblingly, and stretches herself into a long strip to reach the lamp switch.Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ]

[Hold meow tightly silently, hypnotize myself repeatedly. It's just that I didn't turn on the light, it wasn't that I slept in the coffin too... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ]

[Wait, is there anyone else with Brother Yan?who?Could it be that Brother Yan was talking to a ghost...]

There is no light in the coffin, so the split-screen camera, which still works normally even at night, cannot take any useful pictures.

The pure darkness made the audience who didn't know what happened, and didn't see Yan Shixun's dream before, feel even more uneasy.

However, even though the cold mountain wind came in through the cracks in the coffin, Yan Shixun still didn't feel the cold.

On the contrary, it was still a little hot, and even fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Don't look at Ye Li's body temperature is cold, it will make people wonder if he just walked out of the cold storage.

But when he was sleeping in the coffin with Yan Shixun in his arms, a steady stream of ghost energy permeated into Yan Shixun's meridians, but on the contrary, Yan Shixun gained sufficient strength, and the meridians that had been exhausted before were refilled.

Yan Shixun frowned uncomfortably, and nudged Ye Li with his elbow: "Get out of the way, I'm going to lift the coffin."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Shixun stretched out his arms upwards, supporting the lid of the coffin above.

Ye Li also moved himself back in a tacit understanding, and his palm fell on the coffin board behind him.

Almost at the same moment, the two exerted their strength at the same time.

There was an instant "bang!", and the coffin, which had been firmly nailed with long nails and sealed tightly with molten iron, was instantly torn apart.

The broken boards flew around, and the sawdust was scattered.

And Yan Shixun adjusted his lying posture in an instant, and quickly dropped his long legs when the board was broken, and landed firmly on the ground, his legs slightly bent to release the force.

However, when Yan Shixun straightened up and looked up, he suddenly met a pale and stiff face.

Yan Shixun's pupils shrank, not expecting such a situation.

Face to face with Yan Shixun was one of the many lantern-carrying villagers he had seen in Changshou Village before.

The villagers still held the pale lanterns in their hands, their eyes stared blankly, like a walking corpse, but without the ability to think independently.

Even though the coffin that was originally carried on his shoulders was broken, he still maintained the posture of supporting the coffin with a lantern and one hand, and continued to walk forward at the original pace without even pausing.

The small road formed along the mountain wall spirals up, but the width is less than one foot, and it can only accommodate one person.

Yan Shixun couldn't avoid it, seeing the villager getting closer and closer to him, almost to the point of touching his face, even the rancid and damp smell of the villagers could be clearly heard.

Without knowing exactly what these villagers were and whether their souls could be saved, Yan Shixun had no choice but to choose between kicking the villagers off the path and avoiding them himself.

He had just lifted out of the coffin just now, and his mind was still running forward inertially thinking about the things he thought before, and the next second he had to face a choice again, and the movement of avoiding it became difficult because of such a narrow and dangerous path.

Yan Shixun even saw the sawdust of the coffin rolling down the cliff from his feet.

He quickly raised his hand upwards, jumped up and grabbed a raised rock above, his slender body soared into the air, and swung over the cliff, like an eagle spreading its wings to fly.

The audience who saw all this from the split-screen perspective also experienced the feeling of flying into the air with Yan Shixun, which scared many people to scream.

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I'm taking off! ! ! ]

[Is this the invincible rotating large balance wheel? ?Can take the height of the world record? ? ]

[Fuck!Damn it! ! ]

Under the feeling of weightlessness, Yan Shixun quickly calmed down and adjusted his posture in mid-air. Then, just after the villager walked past, he fell down the path below again.

The crisis is temporarily lifted.

However, Yan Shixun's heart was still constricted by the scene he just saw at the height above.

——There are villagers like this everywhere along the small road that stretches towards the end of the winding mountain.

They carried the lamp and the coffin, and walked forward without thinking.

If he didn't completely avoid these villagers, similar choices would only repeat themselves every few seconds.

This was obviously an irrational drain on his physical strength.

Before Yan Shixun could think of a way to deal with it, he suddenly felt an arm stretch out from behind, encircling his waist forcefully.

Then, picked him up and fell to the cliff next to the path.

Yan Shixun could feel himself slamming back into an embrace, his firm chest and cool body temperature let him know that Ye Li was behind him.

The cold mountain wind blew up from the cliff as high as [-] zhang, whizzed past Yan Shixun's ears, and it also made him unable to open his eyes. Forced to look up.

Under the light of the pale lanterns, Yan Shixun could see that the mountain wall and path were getting farther and farther away from him, and so were the villagers carrying the coffin.

His field of view is changing downwards.

Ye Li... even hugged him and jumped off the cliff together.

The feeling of weightlessness made Yan Shixun's heart speed up unconsciously, and his eyes widened slightly.

But because it was Ye Li, he didn't struggle or panic, but waited quietly.

Yan Shixun didn't know Ye Li's intentions, but he knew very well that Ye Li was someone he could trust.

The two quickly fell down.

Ye Li stretched out his hand, hugged Yan Shixun with one arm and one arm, firmly bearing the weight of an adult, and slammed one hand towards the mountain wall, stabilizing their falling trend, and at the same time quickly adjusted the angle.

The next moment, Yan Shixun felt his feet landed on solid ground.

The moment he landed, Yan Shixun quickly reached out and grabbed the mountain wall next to him.Even though he knew Ye Li's identity, he subconsciously relieved Ye Li's pressure.

...no, not the ground.

shaking.

As soon as Yan Shixun took a breath, he immediately lowered his head and looked down.

Then he saw that what he and Ye Li stepped on was not the ground.

But a coffin.

The coffin was placed horizontally against the mountain wall, and was supported by several wooden poles rammed deep into the mountain wall.

The faded wood planks are badly weathered, clearly showing some age.

After bearing the weight of him and Ye Li, the coffin, together with the load-bearing wooden pole below, shook up and down, making an overwhelmed "creaking" sound.

"This!" Yan Shixun was surprised.

"Nanhe also used a special method. Once he senses my power, he should flee again, so I can only restrain my strength for the time being until I find Nanheye."

Ye Li calmly explained: "It just so happens that there is a hanging coffin under the path, where we can settle down."

"Hanging coffin?"

Yan Shixun quickly grasped the key words in Ye Li's words.

Ye Li raised his finger and pointed to the distance.

Yan Shixun looked along.

Then, the moment he saw the scene clearly, Yan Shixun's pupils constricted, and there was undisguised horror on his face.

Among the dark mountains, one after another pale lanterns converged into a coiled light belt, stretching on Nanming Mountain.

This allowed Yan Shixun to see clearly——

On the opposite mountain wall, there are densely packed, all hanging coffins one after another.