Chapter 327 Jinjiang
Faced with Ye Li's obvious happiness, the general just glanced at him indifferently and looked at Yan Shixun again. He did not express his feelings or disappointment after the setback, but remained calm and steady.
The King of Hell was relieved.
He was relieved that these two people would not fight again, and he finally felt a sense of familiarity that made him feel at ease.
Rational to the point of being cold and hard, and strong to the point of being unshakable.
This was the warrior who had shocked him a thousand years ago, representing the pinnacle that mortals could reach.
As for the current Lord of Fengdu...
The King of Hell glanced at Ye Li, who was still following Yan Shixun like he was guarding a treasure, and shook his head, feeling helpless.
Success or failure all depends on Yan Shixun. He never thought that Yan Shixun, who was able to suppress Fengdu and save the Great Dao from danger, would also give him a headache.
What is the use of feelings? How can love be as important as the truth?
——The King of Hell, who has been single for thousands of years since his birth, has been thinking about it for a long time but still can’t figure it out.
never mind.
The folding fan slid neatly in the air and fell back into the hands of the King of Hell. He shook his head and was no longer prepared to understand Ye Li's thoughts.
The wolf walking in front had a strong posture, and with every step one could clearly see the smooth muscles under the thick fur.
It looked back at Yan Shixun from time to time, as if to confirm that they had followed, and then continued to move forward, leading them to the deepest part of the charity cemetery.
The houses along the way had collapsed and only ruins were left, which made Yan Shixun feel heavy and uncomfortable.
The mountain breeze and bright moon are still there, but the villagers who once loyally guarded the tomb here had died more than a hundred years ago. Now only headless corpses are left lying quietly in the coffins, waiting for ghosts and gods to come and look for the bones.
At that moment, Yan Shixun seemed to vaguely touch the edge of the Avenue and understood the purpose of the Avenue leading them here.
It is not only for the corpses of Ye Li back then, but also for those people who had a connection with Ye Li but died tragically.
The villagers who lived here have been loyal from generation to generation, and they should not end up becoming wandering ghosts after death.
Since the living have malicious intentions, their souls will be nailed to death with nine-inch nails, so that they will not go to the underworld to file a complaint. Then let the underworld and Fengdu come to them and listen to their grievances and anger.
Yan Shixun was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the wild wolf stop and wait quietly for him to walk over not far ahead, he smiled and followed it.
In addition to the villagers who were massacred in this village, there were also corpses from other villages that were thrown here after their deaths. Because their relatives were unwilling to pay for their burial, they were all placed in the charity cemetery and were abandoned and forgotten along with the charity cemetery.
As Yan Shixun and his party walked by, from the houses on both sides of the road that were used to store corpses and were therefore relatively intact, there were a series of "dong" and "dong!" knocking sounds, accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound of nails scratching on wooden boards.
It seemed that the corpses placed here also sensed the breath of life on Yan Shixun, and became excited. They wanted to break through the thin coffin and attack the living people.
Even the front door of the house was constantly denting, as if something was banging against the door from behind, trying to get out.
However, Yan Shixun didn't need to react, as the wolf swept over with its dark green and cold eyes.
Almost instantly, the sound of the collision disappeared without a trace.
As if afraid of the majesty of the wild wolf.
Seeing this, Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and looked at the wild wolf in front of him with interest.
The wild wolf, however, was already accustomed to this. It withdrew its gaze indifferently and continued to move forward. Its silver-grey fur rose and fell as it walked, like moonlight flowing down.
This scene made Yan Shixun unable to hold back his itch and he really wanted to try the smooth feel.
He smiled and lowered his voice, saying to Ye Li beside him: "It reminds me of Xingxing. When that child doesn't smile, he is as aggressive as a wolf, but it's a pity that he can only last for three seconds."
The wolf who actually understood what was said earlier:
It stopped, turned its head and looked at Yan Shixun quietly, seemed to roll its eyes, and then continued to move forward.
It looked like it was saying: How can that star compare to me?
The smile in Yan Shixun's eyes became even more intense.
He had always suspected that the wild wolf had developed intelligence and could not only accept the ghost's instructions but also understand what they said, so he inadvertently tested it.
really.
Yan Shixun didn't think there was anything wrong with using Lu Xingxing, and happily thought that this was actually a compliment to Lu Xingxing.
——If a Husky knew that he was mistaken for a wolf, he would of course be very happy.
The wild wolf sensed Yan Shixun's gaze and lazily shook its fluffy and smooth tail. However, it seemed to have discovered Yan Shixun's ulterior motives and did not look back. Instead, it ran deep into the charity cemetery, wanting to bring Yan Shixun to the entrance of the burial ground as soon as possible.
After climbing over several piles of ruins, the wolf stopped under a huge banyan tree, turned around and stared at Yan Shixun quietly.
This is an exceptionally huge banyan tree, more than ten meters tall, with a trunk so thick that several adults cannot hug it with their arms together. There is even a house built under the banyan tree, surrounded by aerial roots spreading all around.
The aerial roots fall on the ground, just like a tree. The ground is covered with tangled roots, like a giant python entangled on the ground. If you are not careful, you will be tripped by the criss-crossing roots.
This is simply a spectacular scene of a single tree forming a forest, much larger than any banyan tree Yan Shixun has ever seen.
He wanted to see the whole picture of the banyan tree, and even took a few steps back and looked up.
But unfortunately, the banyan tree has died, leaving only its huge body, baring its fangs and claws in the moonlight, which looks like a ferocious evil spirit at first glance.
The wild wolf swung its tail, and nimbly and easily crossed the tree roots that were crisscrossing the ground. It stopped on a tall dead tree root, lazily as if waiting for Yan Shixun to catch up.
As soon as Yan Shixun looked away, he saw the wolf's appearance and couldn't help but laugh: "Is this considered waiting for me considerately, or is he beating around the bush to dislike me and take revenge for my previous temptation?"
The wolf snorted, turned around with his head held high, and walked away.
It looked like a stranger snorting in disdain.
Yan Shixun smiled and shook his head, saying softly: "Looking at it this way, it looks more like a star."
However, wild wolves are indeed the best guides.
After following the wild wolf into the tree roots and being among them, Yan Shixun felt firsthand the complexity of the terrain.
There are huge rocks and dead trees entangled and blocked the way, and dead bushes and weeds cover the traces. If you are not careful, you will get stuck in the criss-crossing dead branches and your legs and feet will be trapped.
And the places the wild wolf took them through "happened" to be roads that were easier to walk on, saving Yan Shixun a lot of energy and time.
It was also because of this that Yan Shixun finally understood why, more than a hundred years ago, villagers from other villages searched the entire isolated village but could not find the burial site.
——Who would have thought that the so-called treasure was hidden under these tree roots that were tangled like a maze?
When the wild wolf stopped completely at a certain place and no longer moved forward, but looked at Yan Shixun quietly, Yan Shixun lowered his eyes to look at the wild wolf's feet and finally saw the entrance to the burial ground.
The wolf stretched out its sharp claws, dug up the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and revealed a corner of the truth.
Just below the huge tree root knot, there was a hole hidden by dead bushes.
There was a crack in the hole, and it was so dark that you couldn't see the bottom.
A faint chilly wind blew up from below, causing the surrounding temperature to drop significantly in an instant.
Yan Shixun paused, then walked steadily towards the cave entrance. When the wild wolf made a low gurgling sound from its throat, he carefully stopped, squatted down, reached out and brushed away the dead branches on the ground, revealing the complete cave entrance.
Sure enough, it was the entrance to the cave.
Cold, damp vapor surged up from below, along with the faint sound of dripping water.
After the cover outside the cave entrance was removed, the smell of decay that had been suppressed for years rushed straight towards him, making the King of Hell take a few steps back, frowning with some disgust.
Yan Shixun laughed.
Who would have thought that those kind villagers thousands of years ago cleverly used the terrain to hide a large number of corpses in a place where outsiders would never find them.
Underground cave.
The place where the wild wolf pointed out to Yan Shixun was exactly the edge of the cave entrance.
Although neither the man nor the wolf had explained anything in advance, they cooperated very well.
Yan Shixun raised his head and glanced at the wolf, only to have the wolf shrug his shoulders as the wolf looked away in time.
The wild wolf raised its head high, as if it had no intention of taking care of Yan Shixun at all, and was just completing its task indifferently.
Except for its big tail that sweeps slowly back and forth, revealing its own thoughts.
Yan Shixun was amused.
He smiled and stood up, nimbly stepped on the tree roots next to him and stood firmly next to the wolf. Then, before the wolf could react, he quickly reached out and rubbed its puffy ears.
"Thanks, great job."
"We'll trouble you to keep an eye on the situation up there while we go down there to find the burial site. I'll treat you to some candy when we get back."
The wild wolf's eyes widened instantly, looking at Yan Shixun in disbelief, shocked that this man was so agile that it couldn't react in time.
However, Yan Shixun did not give the wolf time to react. He nodded to Ye Li and said, "Let's go."
Before he finished speaking, he had already jumped towards the cave entrance.
Ye Li followed closely behind, and together with Yan Shixun, they passed through the cave entrance and disappeared into the dark deep cave.
The King of Hell shrugged and said with a smile, "This couple... each one is more decisive than the other."
As he spoke, he turned slightly to look at the general, raised his chin towards the cave entrance and said, "Together? Or you first?"
The general gave the answer with practical actions.
"……Too."
The King of Hell sighed helplessly: "With Yan Shixun here, why would he want to stay here for even a moment longer."
But before jumping into the cave, the King of Hell's ears moved slightly, and he slowly turned his head as if he heard some sound, looking at the charity cemetery behind him with cold and calm eyes.
Rustle, rustle...
It seemed like something was dragging its feet in the darkness, gradually approaching this direction.
"A full moon is a good day for corpse transformation..."
The King of Hell curled his lips and smiled without a trace of warmth, then looked back at the wild wolf that was staring at him.
The wolf nodded towards the cave entrance, as if asking: You don't want to go down? Do you want to be a deserter?
King of Hell: Although all things have spirits, and demons are not unheard of, how come this wolf is... a little too spiritual? He actually saw such an anthropomorphic expression on a wolf, was it an illusion?
He looked at the wild wolf suspiciously for a few times, and even almost suspected that the wolf was an undercover sent by the Great Dao.
The wild wolf understood the look in the King of Hell's eyes, rolled his eyes lazily, turned around, and lay down on the ground.
Never mind.
The posture was as if saying, "You can dance if you want, but if you don't dance, don't disturb my sleep."
Yama:"…………"
Was this the attitude you had towards Yan Shixun just now?
"never mind."
The King of Hell smiled and nodded to the wolf, saying, "Since you don't need help, then before we come out."
He glanced back with cold eyes and said, "Thank you for taking care of the garbage."
After saying that, the King of Hell gathered his sleeves and stepped forward, allowing himself to step into the hole in the ground and instantly fall down.
The biting cold wind blew up his long gown, and the cloud cranes spread their wings, making rustling sounds.
The wild wolf swung its tail and lazily put its head on its front paws.
In the surrounding darkness, a dark green floats.
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