Volume 2, Chapter 43 My name is Shou, his name is Hun.
"You.... follow me!"
Ye Tingmu was also confused and pointed at himself.
"Me?"
A hint of contempt appeared in the giant beast's red eyes.
"Is there anyone else here?"
Ye Tingmu swallowed his saliva subconsciously.
Although he was afraid of the giant beast in front of him, he still followed it.
The reason was simple, because the beast god in front of him did not show any murderous intention towards him.
Perhaps it was a certain aura on my body that made it feel familiar.
He was wondering who this smell belonged to.
First of all, it definitely doesn’t belong to the Eight Beasts.
Who else could it be? Could it be Dahei?
He guessed that this was the only possibility.
I saw the giant beast passing over the huge stone tablet before my eyes.
Then go forward.
Ye Tingmu hurriedly trotted after him.
Beyond the stone tablet, there is still a desolate yellow sand desert.
Boundless.
Just like the grassland before.
On one side is grassland, on the other side is yellow sand.
On one side is life, on the other side is death.
The gap between life and death was cut off by a thick fog.
Divide into two.
If you want to enter this place, you must give up desire and overcome fear.
Only then can you enter.
Desire is human nature.
Fear is also human nature.
No matter which of the two it is, it is a weakness of human nature.
The appearance of this fog is more like screening.
Let in those who should come in.
Those who shouldn't have come here will sleep forever.
Obviously Ye Tingmu belongs to the former.
Walking slowly on the yellow sand avenue.
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but ask: "Senior, where are we going?"
"I don't call you Senior, I call you Shou."
Ye Tingmu was stunned for a moment. That wasn't what he meant.
The message that the Beast God conveyed to him this time was honesty.
"Shou, is it the same as guarding?"
The giant beast shook its head, and a gust of wind blew.
"I have no idea!"
Ye Tingmu staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
"So Shou, where are you taking me?"
"Go see the spirit!"
Soul? Who is it?
Ye Tingmu frowned.
He continued to ask, "Who is Hun?"
"The soul is the soul!"
Ye Tingmu was speechless and couldn't help but complain in his heart at this moment.
He finally understood that the beast in front of him was indeed the Beast God, but its IQ was not high.
Its answer is simple and clear, leaving people helpless.
Who would have thought that the terminator, the devil, mentioned by the Eight Beast Saints, would actually be a big fool.
His Adam's apple moved slightly.
He asked tentatively, "Why didn't you kill me just now?"
"Why should I kill you?" Shou did not answer, but asked Ye Tingmu instead.
This inevitably made Ye Tingmu stunned for a moment.
And answer questions.
It seems that he is not stupid, perhaps he is just wise in disguise.
He replied as a matter of course: "Because you are the guardian, guarding this tomb, and I am an outsider, you should kill me. And I heard from them that you will kill everyone who breaks into this place."
The guard stopped.
He looked down at Ye Tingmu, his eyes full of confusion.
"I didn't kill anyone, it was the nightmare that killed them."
Ye Tingmu was shocked again and had a nightmare.
A soul just appeared, and now a nightmare appears. Could it be that there is not just one beast god here, but three?
Sure enough, this Wanshou Mountain is not simple.
The guard at this time continued: "And this place is not a tomb!"
After saying that, without waiting for Ye Tingmu to react, it continued to move forward.
However, Ye Tingmu was confused.
He turned his head and looked at the huge stone tablet behind him.
If this isn't a tomb, then what is it?
His mind was filled with confusion.
If this place is not a tomb, then the so-called immortal bones and immortal souls will no longer exist.
Or maybe I went to the wrong place.
He was confused and worried.
If that is true.
What about the breeze?
"Hurry up and catch up."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu came to his senses and followed.
But he kept his head down, his face full of worry, as if he was thinking about something.
The man and the beast walked like this for a while.
The guard stopped.
Ye Tingmu also stopped.
He looked up.
In front of me is an ancient palace.
The temple is carved from pure stone.
There are also strange texts, which are somewhat similar to the font on the stone tablet.
Ye Tingmu couldn't recognize it either.
The bluestone slabs at the front of the hall have been mostly covered by wind and sand.
In front of the temple, there are ten statues.
All the carvings are dragons.
Each one of them was showing its fangs and claws.
Feathers are as raw as life.
Even though it is now covered with sand, one can still feel the exquisite craftsmanship of the carving.
Even looking at it this way, one can still feel the slight pressure contained in it.
Like the charm of God.
Shoudao said: "We're here, go in, the soul is waiting for you inside." Its tone was still low.
Ye Tingmu had no time to sigh, but looked up at Shou and said, "One last question. You just said that I smell of it. Who is "it"?"
Shou looked at the sky, a trace of melancholy in his eyes.
Then he uttered a word.
"host."
Ye Tingmu didn't say anything after hearing this.
Lord, could it be the breeze?
Among the demon race, Dahei is Daozu’s mount, he cannot be the master.
Then this master can only be Qingfeng.
Feng He is the Demon Lord. Even if he is the lord, he should be the lord of the demon clan, not the monster clan.
He was not worried about it, as all the answers might be in this hall.
As long as I go in, I will surely know the secret.
Moreover, he concluded that the soul in his mouth should not harm him.
After all, Shou didn't hurt himself.
He bowed to the guard and saluted.
Then he headed towards the palace in front of him.
The door of the temple was closed.
Made of bronze.
An ancient atmosphere is everywhere.
There are also carvings of hundreds of beasts on it.
Without waiting for Ye Tingmu to knock on the door or push it open.
The bronze door in front of me slowly rose.
“Ka-ka….”
"bump...."
The bronze door opened, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Ye Tingmu gritted his teeth and took another deep breath.
Then he stepped inside.
Fang entered it.
The candles that had been extinguished long ago suddenly lit up.
Light up the entire hall.
Ye Tingmu had no time to care about anything else.
But his eyes were always fixed on the center of the hall in front of him.
Because there is a soul there, it's really a ghost.
Without legs, floating in the air.
Purple.
Old man with white hair.
It's just a shadow.
Like the genie emerging from Allah's lamp.
Ye Tingmu thought, if this is not a soul, what else could it be?
Therefore, the soul that is kept in your mouth is the real soul.
What shocked him even more was that he couldn't see through this soul.
There were clearly fluctuations, and the pressure was no less than that of a Saint, but he could not detect any information about the realm from the soul in front of him.
His facial features had slightly bulging eyeballs.
But not too scared.
Maybe it was because I had seen something even more terrifying than him in the illusion.
At the same time, the eyes of the green shadow old man in front of him slowly opened.
There is no pupil in the exposed pupil, but there are dots of stars, and if you look closely, you will see a sea of stars.
The eyes are like a sea of stars, and the soul before my eyes is like this.
"You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for 20,000 years. Finally, you are here."
His voice was a little low, but full of charm, like a subwoofer.
But Ye Tingmu heard a burst of confusion.
"wait for me?"
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