Chapter 223 Jinjiang
It is not a wise move to enter the mountains at night where the magnetic field is chaotic.
Especially when the water level in the mountains rose, the river water level continued to spread, with a fluctuation almost in the blink of an eye. In a short period of time, it had swallowed up all the land along the river.
When the leading members of the rescue team were crossing the river, the water level was still below their knees. When the last few people were preparing to cross the river, the water level had already risen to their thighs.
This incredibly fast speed made everyone tremble in their hearts.
"If it was the summer flood season, this speed of water rise would be understandable, but now it is winter, and even according to the climate in the southern region, this speed is too fast."
The rescue team leader was quick to pull up the team member who was almost knocked off balance by the fast current, and then stood on the river bank, looking at the river worriedly.
Under the illumination of a strong flashlight, you can clearly see that the river water is clear without a trace of impurities, like transparent crystal.
Even though many people had just waded through the river, it didn't cause the water to become muddy at all.
But this also concealed the depth of the river, causing the team members to misjudge and lead to danger.
If the rescue team leader had not been worried about his team members and had not returned to keep an eye on their safety after crossing the river, the few team members who were walking at the end of the team would probably have fallen into the river, and not only would the supplies they were carrying have gotten wet, but they would also have been injured.
However, what the rescue team leader was more concerned about was the excessively clear water of the river.
According to his field experience, when the water level rises, a lot of silt from upstream will be washed downstream, making the river water turbid.
But this...
The rescue team leader suddenly saw a few chrysanthemum petals floating in the water.
"Let's go, what are you doing? It's not fun to get left behind in a place like this."
The person in front turned back curiously and asked, "Didn't you see that the leaders were all rushing to Changshou Village? The terrain in the mountains is difficult and dangerous. The longer you stay, the greater the danger will be."
Taoist priest Wang, who was standing nearby, heard the conversation between the two and subconsciously looked towards the river. He murmured, "It looks like a hidden river has burst its banks, causing the water upstream to merge with the hidden river water, which is why the water level is rising so quickly."
Taoist Wang's face turned grim, and he raised his voice to the people around him, "Go around the river! It doesn't matter if it takes time to go around, but don't step into the river."
Taoist Priest Ma was surprised: "What happened to the river?"
Taoist Wang said solemnly, "This is not my first time in Nanming Mountain. Of all the people here, I am probably the one who knows the terrain of Nanming Mountain best."
"The terrain of Nanming Mountain is complex. Because it is located at the junction of plates, there are many underground rivers and tunnels. If you are not careful, you will fall into a pit. If an underground river surges up, there is no guarantee that other underground rivers will also flow into the river. The river water may rise very quickly."
"If you don't avoid it in advance, when the water level really rises, it will be too late to avoid it."
As he spoke, Taoist Wang hurried forward, wanting to explain the situation to the person in charge of clearing the way in front.
When the incident happened in Nanming Mountain several decades ago, many masters who came to check the situation were not killed by evil spirits.
It is because of the complex and dangerous terrain of Nanming Mountain.
At that time, many people didn’t know why their brains couldn’t accurately judge the danger. Even if they saw the cliff in the last second, they would forget it in the next second and continue to move forward, causing them to roll down the hillside.
Some people also died in rivers because they did not know how to avoid mountain torrents.
Although Taoist Wang had not yet become a master and was just a young Taoist priest at that time, he still had a deep memory of the corpses that were carried out in tragic ways.
The rescue team leader's words were like a switch, making Master Wang suddenly remember this incident.
The current situation is just like a repeat of what happened in Nanming Mountain decades ago... But this time, so many people absolutely cannot die!
Taoist Wang's heart was beating like a drum, and he even felt that the dark woods around him, illuminated by the strong flashlight, were full of hidden ghosts.
However, the official person in charge seemed to be oblivious to the surrounding environment. He walked briskly in such deep and strange mountains and never looked back.
"The person in charge!" Taoist Wang couldn't help but shout.
However, the person in charge did not even look back at him, and even walked faster and faster...
Taoist Wang rushed over and grabbed the official person's arm.
The pain from his arm startled the official in charge, and his brain, which seemed to have been soaked in warm water, suddenly shook and came back to his senses.
He looked around blankly, only to see that Taoist Wang's eyes were wide open and his breathing was rapid.
"Manager, what are you doing!?"
Taoist Priest Wang looked at the rushing river in front of the official in charge with fear, and shouted in a low voice: "The river is rising, the water level is probably up to your waist. Are you waiting to get hurt by stepping in like this? Don't you look at your feet?"
The official person in charge blinked slowly and looked over subconsciously.
This sight made him break out in a cold sweat.
Even though Taoist Wang had just grabbed him, the communication device in his pocket was thrown out by inertia and fell into the river.
However, the communication equipment, which was quite heavy, did not sink directly to the bottom. Instead, it was swept away by the rushing water and rushed rapidly downstream.
Not only that, in the short time he was watching the river, the water level had already risen to the point of submerging the huge rocks on the river bank.
Obviously, as Master Wang said, it would be unwise to try to wade across the river now.
If I hadn’t been stopped by Daoist Master Wang just now…
The official person in charge closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, but still felt that his head was like a ball of paste, groggy and dizzy, and he had no ability to think clearly and independently.
It seemed as if phantoms appeared before his eyes.
He saw that just beneath the river, there seemed to be a number of dead faces that were swollen and white from being soaked.
Their eyes, open till death, stared at him through the river, like a silent call of jealousy and hatred.
The official in charge had an impulse. He felt thirsty as never before, and the only way to quench his thirst for water was to jump into the river and drink as much as he could.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but feel that the corpses were calling him to jump into the river.
——If Master Wang hadn’t been holding the person in charge tightly, he would probably have really jumped down.
When the person in charge stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, he found that his mouth had become so dry without him knowing when. There was even a layer of dry skin and blood was oozing from his mouth.
However, he did not notice that when he looked at the corpses, there was a greedy red light flashing in his eyes.
"What are you looking at?"
Seeing that the person in charge did not speak for a long time and instead kept his head down looking at the river, Taoist Wang could not help but look over there in confusion.
However, Taoist Wang only saw a few yellow and white chrysanthemum petals floating on the clear river surface.
The official in charge raised his eyes blankly. He wanted to ask Master Wang, didn't he see the rotting corpses under the river? They were calling for him to go down and become their companions.
But the moment his eyes moved away from the river, he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.
First it was the words that had been prepared, then the memory, and then, even the last bit of vigilance in the heart disappeared.
He didn't even remember that he had forgotten something important.
The person in charge was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing again and shook his head at Taoist Wang: "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted."
He straightened his expression and nodded, saying, "Then speed up and cross the river before the water level rises completely. Try to avoid taking detours, so that you can reach Changshou Village faster."
Taoist Wang glanced at the official person in question.
Why did he vaguely feel that there was something wrong with the other party...
However, when Taoist Master Wang looked carefully, he felt that the person in charge's face and condition were normal and there was nothing strange.
Also, I don’t know if it’s because they are about to arrive at the Longevity Village, but the person in charge looks more energetic... or motivated?
Taoist Priest Wang released his hand from the person in charge and watched him brief the rescue team on the situation in a normal manner, coordinating plans as he did in the past, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.
So, did I see it wrong?
A trace of doubt arose in Taoist Wang's heart.
Then he laughed at himself and shook his head.
It seems that the shadow left by Nanming Mountain on him is much greater than he imagined, to the point where he sees enemies everywhere.
Under the arrangement of the official person in charge, everyone sped up, trying to pass the mountain road before the river water rose completely.
The people from the program crew are still trapped in the Longevity Village. The earlier they arrive, the better chance they will have.
However, no one noticed——
In the rushing river beside them, more and more chrysanthemum petals flowed down the water, covering the entire surface of the river.
And pairs of eyes opened at the bottom of the river.
The swollen and rotten corpses were washed down by the water and sank under the river at some point.
The red eyes looked straight at the figure on the shore through the rippling river water.
On the pale and rotten face, there was undisguised hatred and jealousy.
Why... why are you still outside, but I can only be trapped in this rotten body forever, unable to leave Nanming Mountain.
Come down, come down and stay with us...
The rescue team members vaguely felt as if someone was watching them.
People always have the instinct of self-protection. When someone is looking at you from a place you can't see, even if you don't know it, you will still subconsciously look in the direction where the sight comes from.
The rescue team members turned their heads in confusion and looked into the river.
Then he suddenly discovered that through the chrysanthemum petals that filled the river, he actually saw a pale ghost face in the gaps!
The team member was not prepared and screamed in fright.
Everyone around him immediately looked at him, asking what happened with concern.
However, when the team members looked at the river again in shock, there was nothing there but clear water without any impurities.
However, when the team members wanted to describe the scene that frightened them just now, the memory of that scene was like a snowball placed under the scorching sun, melting instantly beyond recognition.
The team member opened his mouth in confusion, but only uttered a few single words and forgot what he wanted to say.
Facing the gazes from all around, the team members could only shake their heads apologetically: "I'm worried about the river... the river, the river water will continue to rise."
After the first sentence was uttered, the team member's words became fluent, and he felt happy that he remembered what he wanted to say just now.
"We still have to get there quickly. I'm worried that something might happen to the production crew."
The official in charge noticed the unusual movement here, so he turned around and comforted: "The Longevity Village is just ahead, and we will get there after going around this corner of the mountain."
The others just thought that the person in charge was just trying to comfort the team members, and did not doubt why he was so familiar with the terrain here and could even accurately tell the route.
However, Taoist Wang looked at the person in charge strangely.
Even he, who had been to Nanming Mountain, could not calculate the exact route to Changshou Village because of the darkness and the confusion of yin and yang.
How did the person in charge know...
However, before Taoist Wang could figure out the reason, his doubts had completely disappeared.
If someone could see the situation of the rescue team at this time, they would be scared out of their wits.
This is a weird enough picture.
Under the river, corpses were looming among the swaying petals. Some corpses even slowly rose from the bottom of the river, and their rotten heads slowly floated to the surface, their red eyes staring at the people on the shore.
On the river bank, everyone continued to move forward without noticing anything.
Even if someone noticed something unusual in the river water, the next second when they wanted to warn their companions with a horrified look on their faces, they completely forgot what they saw and continued walking forward normally.
Even Taoist priests are no exception.
They looked at the river and wondered why it was so full of vitality, just like the legendary blessed land.
But he did not remember the pairs of red eyes that emerged from the water.
On one side are rotting corpses, and on the other side are living people.
It's like the two lines of yin and yang are intertwined here...
After following the official leader's footsteps and rounding the corner of the mountain, everyone saw from afar, under the illumination of a strong flashlight, a group of small wooden buildings hidden behind layers of tree branches.
The longevity village is just around the corner.
The person in charge actually found the right place!
Taoist Wang was stunned.
The rescue team members, who had originally looked tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiles appeared on their faces.
Great! The production crew will be fine.
But the one who was even more impatient than the rescue team was the official person in charge.
His eyes shone startlingly brightly in the flickering light, and his face revealed an unconcealable greed and desire.
If anyone could stand next to him and look carefully at this moment, they would find that his skin from the neck all the way down seemed to be in an extremely dry state, revealing skin wrinkles like cracked earth, with beads of blood oozing from underneath.
The official person in charge took the lead and walked towards the Longevity Village at a brisk pace, even ignoring the voices of the people behind him.
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 that they come here so late at night."
When the old man saw the official person in charge, he stepped aside to make way for the village and raised his hand to make an invitation: "But it's okay, there are still empty rooms in the village to accommodate you."
The old man slowly raised his head, looking up from the bottom, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.
"The previous batch of guests will soon give up the room to you."
"I promise."
The official person in charge seemed to be bewitched and turned a blind eye to the old man's strange behavior. Instead, he started to follow the old man into the village.
Taoist Wang, who had been watching in surprise from behind, immediately rushed over, pulled the official person in charge back, and looked at the old man warily.
Taoism is almost universally recognized as a religion that knows how to maintain health. The word "longevity" is often associated with Taoism, and most of the old Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple are over 100 years old. Many of them look much younger than they actually are.
For example, Taoist Master Li, the oldest living person in Haiyun Temple, was born in the last century and has witnessed several eras.
But even so, Master Li's physical condition is still not as good as the old man standing here.
However, it was precisely because Master Wang had seen true longevity like Master Li that he was able to accurately discern that there was something wrong with the youth and health displayed by this old man.
Just like a flower, no matter how carefully it is cared for, it will still have some imperfections.
Only artificial flowers can be flawless.
The old man noticed Master Wang's vigilance, but he was cheerful and didn't care. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed at the village, signaling Master Wang to look into the village.
Taoist Wang looked at it suspiciously, but in the next moment, his pupils shrank.
——On the village road in Changshou Village, there were densely packed rotten corpses standing there.
They staggered forward, but seemed to be isolated in the village by an invisible wall of air and could not get close to the old man no matter what.
The corpse's swollen, pale face had a hideous expression, and it looked at the old man with anger. Low roars came from its rotten and smelly mouth, which made the listeners shudder.
However, when the old man cast a light glance over, those who were so angry that they wanted to tear the old man's rotten corpse apart the moment before, actually took a step back in fear, with drops of water mixed with smelly blood still dripping from their staggering bodies.
The rescue team and Taoist priests were stunned when they saw this scene.
They knew that something had happened in Changshou Village, and they had also seen the image of a rotting corpse in the previous live broadcast.
But when they saw it with their own eyes, they found that the scene was far more serious and more horrifying than what they saw on camera.
The rustling sounds of rotting corpses echoed among the mountains, but the longevity village, where every household had warm lights on, was dead silent.
Apart from the old man who came to greet them as if he had foreseen the future, despite such a big commotion, not a single villager came out of their house to check what was going on.
But the Taoist priests clearly saw that there were faint black figures reflected on those windows.
It was as if the villagers were standing behind the windows, staring silently at the person who came.
Taoist Priest Wang's alert instantly reached its highest point. The tragic scene of Nanming Mountain decades ago reappeared in his mind, making him extremely cautious and alert towards Changshou Village. He did not enter the village directly.
But the next second, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Get out! Get the hell out of here! You damned bastards, don't even think about setting foot in here while I'm here!"
The roar came from far away, accompanied by a few screams and exclamations, so that people could only vaguely make out some of them.
But Daoist Master Wang recognized it almost instantly—
This is clearly Lu Xingxing’s voice!
"Stars?" Taoist Master Ma next to him also looked up in surprise, trying to figure out what was happening in the dark night.
The Taoist priests looked at each other and passed information to each other.
Lu Xingxing was with the program crew, and it seemed that the crew was in danger. It was possible that the small wooden building where the crew was located was broken into by a rotten corpse, so Lu Xingxing said such words.
At this time, the rescue team member who was responsible for watching the live broadcast also rushed forward and said, "Leader, Mr. Yan's live broadcast seems to have lost its signal. Now it's all black and nothing can be seen. The main screen signal of the program team has just returned to normal, and we can see many dead bodies surrounding their small wooden building."
Taoist Wang’s face darkened.
It seems...I must visit the Longevity Village.
With a "swish", Taoist Wang drew out the peach wood sword in his hand and took the lead in striding towards Changshou Village.
Although the sword was made of wood, it made a buzzing sound in the air, which was frightening.
The old man was not at all panicked. He grinned and took a step back calmly and slowly.
With just this step, his figure instantly disappeared at the entrance of the village.
The rotten corpses that were frightened by the old man and dared not move forward were freed from their restraints. After smelling the breath of living people, they pounced on the crowd from all directions ferociously.
In the deep darkness, all the noises mixed together and a fishy smell filled the air.
However, in the chaos caused by the zombies rushing over, no one noticed that the official person in charge, who was isolated outside because his formation was broken up by the zombies, had lost focus and was staggering step by step towards the river beside the village.
It was as if something was calling him, telling him to go to a happy place without pain.
The official's eyes slowly began to glow scarlet.
Then, he stepped into the river.
“Plop!”
There was a huge noise and water splashed everywhere.
When Taoist Wang heard the voice, he turned around, but he only saw the back of the person in charge flashing by, and a rotten corpse arm reaching out of the river to grab him.
Taoist Wang's eyes were red with anger, and he yelled, "The person in charge——!"
…
When Yan Shixun slowly regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was shaking.
It feels like riding on a green train, following the swaying wheels as it moves forward.
He was still a little confused because he was not fully awake. He wondered if he was on the train, rushing to the client's place to help him exorcise evil spirits?
Could it be that he slept for too long and his mind was confused?
But soon, the arm across his waist and abdomen, as well as the strong body with a strong presence beside him, made Yan Shixun quickly realize that he was not on the train.
——After all, according to his habit, he would never let anyone sleep next to him.
Not to mention that the beds on the train could barely accommodate two people, and he had struggled to sleep alone in the past.
Yan Shixun blinked, subconsciously bent the fingers of the hand placed beside him, and quickly groped to the side, trying to figure out where he was at the moment.
Because there was darkness before his eyes and he couldn't see anything clearly.
This is also the reason why he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality when he just woke up.
Soon, the information fed back from his palm made Yan Shixun realize that -
coffin.
There were wooden boards under him, and wooden boards surrounding him, and there were wooden boards above, below, and on both sides of him.
And judging from the size measured by the palm of the hand, it is no different from a coffin.
However, there was something different on the side next to him.
Yan Shixun stretched out his hand and only felt a slightly cool and solid body. As he felt around in confusion and did not react for a moment to what it was, a low laugh sounded in his ears.
"Shi Xun, it's itchy."
Ye Li said helplessly but sincerely: "We can talk about it after we get out."
At this moment, Yan Shixun suddenly felt fortunate that he was in the dark, so the high fever on his face would not be noticed by others.
Yan Shixun coughed falsely and calmly withdrew his hand: "Take your arm away from me, it's very heavy."
Ye Li said innocently: "I didn't mean to do that. The coffin is too small and it's very crowded. There's no place to put it."
He added sincerely, "I couldn't even straighten my legs."
As he spoke, Ye Li moved his long legs to let Yan Shixun experience the embarrassment of being forced to shrink in a coffin of inappropriate size.
"I don't mind sleeping in a coffin. It's okay if it's a little narrow. But can you make a longer coffin?"
All the breath from Ye Li's words fell on Yan Shixun's earlobe.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but tilt his head, feeling an itch near his ear.
However, because the coffin was too small, the two had to squeeze together, so Ye Li gave most of the space to Yan Shixun, and with his tall and slender body, he could only lie sideways in an extremely uncomfortable and embarrassing posture.
So, when Ye Li raised his leg and dropped it again, it happened to fall on Yan Shixun's body.
This made Yan Shixun's face darken, and he asked Ye Li in a low voice to retract his legs.
Ye Li sighed helplessly: "It's my fault. If I were thinner and shorter, this wouldn't have happened."
Yan Shixun tried to hold back, but couldn't help asking, "So, why do I have to sleep in the same coffin with you?"
“Hmm…”
Ye Li blinked his eyes, and a smile appeared in the darkness: "Die in the same coffin?"
Yan Shixun: “…Get lost!”
Ye Li stopped when he saw that he was ahead. After testing the limit of Yan Shixun's patience, he calmly stepped back from the edge and said seriously: "Shixun, do you remember what happened before you entered the dream?"
Yan Shixun recalled: "I saw Nantian thrown into the coffin...wait, so maybe I was in the coffin at that time."
Without waiting for Ye Li to give a positive answer, Yan Shixun asked doubtfully: "But I didn't see you before - where did you come from? Even if I sleep in a coffin, I should be the only one there."
Ye Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's because we came out of the dream together."
"I woke up earlier than you, and the coffin was being carried away."
Yan Shixun was speechless: "Since you have woken up a long time ago, why are we still in the coffin?"
Ye Li thought to himself, because as soon as I opened my eyes, I found you sleeping in my arms. I'm afraid I won't have such an opportunity again after leaving the coffin, so I naturally have to 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 said something euphemistically: "I'm waiting for you to wake up."
While the two were talking, the audience squatting in front of Yan Shixun's split screen almost cried for joy. Their hearts, which had been hanging in the air for a long time, finally settled down.
Some people felt scared only after they breathed a sigh of relief.
[I was almost scared to death, the Yan Ge split screen suddenly went black, I had no idea what was going on.]
[The key is that there was no picture on the main screen for a long time. Although the video platform said that the signal was normal, it might be caused by a power outage. But I couldn’t see what was happening. I was really anxious.]
[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! This is the most horrible reason I have ever heard.]
[The people living in the dormitory shivered and quickly turned on the night light. Before turning off the light at night, I joked with my friends that I felt like I was sleeping in a coffin every day...Aa ...
[I was already scared to the point of breaking out in a sweat, and now I’m frightened to the point of my hair standing on end. The child is almost dead.]
[He shivers as he crawls out of the bed, stretches himself out to reach the lamp switch. Woohoo, this is so scary, mom, can I sleep in the same bed with you?]
[I hugged my cat tightly and repeatedly told myself that it was just because I didn’t turn on the light, not because I was sleeping in the coffin…Aaaaaah, Mom!!]
[Wait, there’s someone else with Brother Yan? Who? Could it be that Brother Yan is talking to a ghost…]
There was no light in the coffin, so the split-screen camera, which could work normally even at night, could not capture any useful images.
The pure darkness made the audience, who had no idea what was going on and had not seen Yan Shixun’s previous dream, even more anxious and uneasy.
However, even though the cold mountain wind came in through the cracks in the coffin, Yan Shixun still did not feel cold.
Instead, it was a bit hot, and beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.
Even though Ye Li's body temperature is a bit cold, it would make people wonder if he just walked out of a cold storage.
But when he was sleeping in the coffin holding Yan Shixun, a steady stream of ghost energy seeped into Yan Shixun's meridians, which instead gave Yan Shixun sufficient strength, and the meridians that had been exhausted before were refilled.
Yan Shixun frowned uncomfortably and nudged Ye Li with his elbow: "Move aside, I'm going to lift the coffin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Shixun stretched out his arms upwards, firmly supporting the lid of the coffin.
Ye Li also cooperated tacitly and leaned back, his palm falling on the coffin board behind him.
At almost the same time, both of them exerted force at the same time.
With a sudden "bang", the coffin, which was originally nailed tightly with long nails and sealed at the edges with molten iron, suddenly broke into pieces.
Broken wooden boards flew everywhere, and wood chips flew everywhere.
Yan Shixun adjusted himself to a lying position in an instant, and nimbly lowered his long legs as the wooden board broke, landing steadily on the ground with his legs slightly bent to relieve the force.
However, when Yan Shixun stood up and looked up, he was suddenly met with a pale and stiff face.
Yan Shixun's pupils shrank; he had not expected such a situation.
The person Yan Shixun faced was one of the many villagers holding lanterns whom he had seen in Changshou Village before.
The villager still held the pale lantern in his hand, his eyes were dull and straight, like a walking corpse, but without the ability to think independently.
Even though the coffin on his shoulders broke into pieces, he still maintained the posture of holding the lantern in one hand and supporting the coffin with the other, and continued to walk forward at the original pace without even pausing.
The path winds up along the mountain wall, but it is less than one foot wide and can only accommodate one person.
Yan Shixun had no way to avoid it. He watched the villager getting closer and closer to him, almost face to face. He could even clearly smell the rotten and damp smell on the villager's body.
Without figuring out 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 or dodging them himself.
He had just stepped out of the coffin, and his mind was still running forward by inertia, thinking about what he had thought before. The next second he had to face another choice, and the action of avoiding became difficult because of such a narrow and dangerous path.
Yan Shixun even saw the wood chips from the coffin rolling down the cliff from his feet.
He quickly raised his hand upwards, jumped up and grabbed a protruding rock above. His slender body soared into the air and swung over the thousand-foot cliff like an eagle spreading its wings to fly.
The audience who watched all this through the split-screen perspective also experienced the feeling of levitation with Yan Shixun, which scared many people and made them scream.
[Ahhhhhh mom, I’m taking off!!!]
[Is this the invincible rotating balance wheel? ? The height that can set a world record? ? ]
[What the hell! What the hell! ! ]
Feeling weightless, Yan Shixun quickly calmed himself down, adjusted his posture in mid-air, and then fell back to the path below just after the villager passed by.
The crisis was temporarily resolved.
However, the scene he just saw from the height above still made Yan Shixun's heart tighten.
——The entire path that stretches to the end of the winding mountain is filled with villagers like this.
They held lanterns and carried coffins, moving forward mindlessly.
If he didn't avoid the villagers completely, similar choices would be repeated every few seconds.
This was obviously an irrational consumption of his physical strength.
Before Yan Shixun could figure out how to respond, he suddenly felt an arm reaching out from behind and tightly wrapping around his waist.
Then, he picked him up and fell towards the cliff beside the path.
Yan Shixun could feel himself being pushed back into an embrace; the solid chest and slightly cool body temperature told him that the person behind him was Ye Li.
The cold mountain wind blew up from the bottom of the thousand-foot-high cliff, whistling past Yan Shixun's ears and making it impossible for him to open his eyes. He could only squint through a stream of bitter physiological tears and force himself to look upwards.
Under the light of the pale lanterns, Yan Shixun could see that the mountain wall and the path were getting farther and farther away from him, as were the villagers carrying coffins.
His angle of vision was changing downward.
Ye Li...actually jumped off the cliff holding him in her arms.
The feeling of weightlessness made Yan Shixun's heart beat faster unconsciously and his eyes widened slightly.
But because it was Ye Li, he did not struggle or panic, but waited quietly.
Yan Shixun didn't know Ye Li's intention in doing this, but he knew very well that Ye Li was someone he could trust.
The two of them fell down quickly.
Ye Li stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Shixun with one arm, firmly bearing the weight of an adult, and slammed the other hand against the mountain wall, stabilizing their downward trend while quickly adjusting the angle.
The next moment, Yan Shixun felt his feet land on solid ground.
At the moment of landing, Yan Shixun quickly reached out and grabbed the mountain wall next to him. Even though he knew Ye Li's identity, he still subconsciously relieved Ye Li's pressure.
...No, not the ground.
In the shake.
Yan Shixun just took a breath and immediately looked down.
Then he saw that what he and Ye Li were standing on was not ground.
It was a coffin.
The coffin was placed horizontally against the mountain wall, supported by several wooden poles that were deeply driven into the wall.
The faded wooden boards were badly weathered and clearly had seen better days.
After bearing the weight of both him and Ye Li, the coffin and the load-bearing wooden poles underneath were shaking up and down, making a creaking sound as if they could not bear the heavy weight.
"This!" Yan Shixun was surprised.
"Nan Heye used a special method. Once he senses my power, he will probably flee again, so I can only restrain my strength for the time being until I find Nan Heye."
Ye Li calmly explained: "There are hanging coffins under the path, so we can stay there."
"Hanging coffin?"
Yan Shixun quickly grasped the key words in Ye Li's words.
Ye Li raised his hand and pointed into the distance.
Yan Shixun looked in the direction he was looking.
Then, the moment he saw the scene clearly, Yan Shixun's pupils constricted and his face showed undisguised horror.
Amidst the dark mountains, pale lanterns gathered into a winding light belt that stretched across the Nanming Mountains.
This allowed Yan Shixun to see clearly—
On the opposite mountain wall, there are densely packed hanging coffins, one after another.
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