A ghost and a tiger walked quietly in the forest.

This figure moved very fast. Occasionally he would pass through trees when he encountered them. He would stop and look back at Lu Yin from time to time. Seeing that Lu Yin could keep up, he continued to move.

Lu Yin had been trained by Zhu Guo, and even though the figure's speed was much higher than that of an ordinary person, it seemed to Lu Yin that it was easy.

During the march, the moonlight occasionally shone through the woods and shone on the figure, and then the figure faded away from the black mist, revealing his original appearance.

A soldier wearing half-broken armor and a bun on his head. It seemed that what he just said was true. At least he was really a soldier.

The two walked through the woods, and the terrain became rugged again. After about half an hour, the figure slowed down, and finally stopped in a place with sparse vegetation.

This is the entrance to a valley. There are many exposed white bones and rusty iron tools on the ground. There is also a strong wind blowing from the entrance of the valley, and at the same time, the sound of howling ghosts, foxes and wolves can be heard.

The gloomy wind blew in gusts, making Lu Yin feel a little unsteady. The sound was louder and softer, like the snoring of ferocious ghosts and gods.

"Sir, this is it."

The figure's voice was filled with joy. Without the moonlight, he turned into a figure in the black mist again.

Lu Yin's eyes passed over the exposed bones on the ground, and he saw a corpse with bones in a pile of rocks, with only strands of broken armor left, and a rusty iron sword in his hand.

The iron sword is rusty. How long has it been since his death?

Lu Yin wanted to ask, but when he opened his mouth, he just let out an "ouch".

The figure was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately knelt on the ground as if he understood something. He crossed the pile of rocks with one hand and placed a crystal jade pendant in front of Lu Yin. He said with a bit of nervousness, "Sir, this is the jade pendant."

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Lu Yin:...

also.

Lu Yin looked at the jade pendant, which emitted a faint glorious light. His spiritual consciousness swept across it, and he felt a warm feeling. The coldness that had hit his face just now was weakened a little.

It's a good thing, there's something wonderful about it.

Seeing Lu Yin nod, the figure carefully placed the jade pendant at Lu Yin's feet, and then took a few steps back.

Lu Yin wanted to take the jade pendant in his hand, but when the soft flesh pads covered the jade pendant, he realized that he was now a tiger and had no hands. How should I take this thing away?

Suddenly, the black gourd in the sea of ​​consciousness moved slightly. Lu Yin's feet were in the air. He lowered his head and raised his feet to see that the jade pendant was gone.

Is it in the black gourd?

Lu Yin quickly mobilized his spiritual consciousness, and the black gourd in his mind had some reaction this time. His spiritual consciousness entered the black gourd, and there was a black space inside, with the jade pendant floating in it.

Nahu?

No, it should be called a storage gourd.

The figure was a little anxious after waiting for a while, but did not dare to urge loudly. Only when Lu Yin noticed with his peripheral vision that the frequency of the figure's shaking was very different from just now, did he understand what he meant.

"Ouch!"

With a low groan, Lu Yin did not delay this time. He looked around and saw that there was no other figure in the black mist like him. He stretched out his two sharp claws and pushed and scratched a few times on the pile of rocks.

The boulder rolled down, revealing the bones that were luckily preserved intact underneath.

The iron sword in his hand hit a stone nearby and broke into two pieces.

How long has it been?

Lu Yin glanced at the trembling figure again, and he had doubts about the identity of the figure. Is it an elder of the Soul Palace or a ghost soldier?

After the bones were exposed, Lu Yin stepped back from the pile of rocks, walked straight to the pile of rocks, and started excavation work.

Although the tiger's body is still a bit inconvenient, with his current strength and claws, he is simply a tool for digging holes. His claws can even leave traces on bluestone, let alone soft soil.

The flying dust flew into the air, and the thick claws dug up the soil with half the effort. Not long after, a big pit appeared in front of you.

Lu Yin wiped his paws on the grass on the ground, walked to the pile of stones, and pushed the human figure's bones down from the top.

The bones with severe weathering marks began to roll down from the top of the stone pile, rolling along the slope, and then fell heavily to the bottom of the pit, falling apart into a pile of scattered bones.

Ah this!

Lu Yin glanced at the figure, and after seeing that the figure didn't have much emotion, he started burying it again.

Not long after, a fresh small mound appeared in front of us.

The figure started to shake, with a bit of joy, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Lu Yin moving again.

Lu Yin walked into the forest behind him. Before the figure could speak, he dragged out a dry wooden board with his mouth, stretched out his sharp nails and slid around the wooden board, gradually forming a square shape.

The figure became excited and said happily: "This! Is this the tombstone prepared for me?"

Lu Yin nodded slightly, stepped on the wooden board under his feet, popped out a nail, and turned to look at the figure, as if he was asking something.

The figure was stunned and quickly said: "My surname is Ning, and my name is Ning Yuxuan!"

Lu Yin nodded, carved Ning Yuxuan's name on the tombstone in simplified Chinese, and then inserted it in front of the grave.

At this time, a gust of breeze blew by, and the black mist entangled with the figure dissipated, revealing a heroic soldier with firm eyes. Ning Yuxuan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly knelt down and said: "Thank you, Mr. Tiger, for your kindness!"

"In the next life, I will definitely hold a ring of grass in my hand as a reward!"

Lu Yin tilted his head and nodded again. Ning Yuxuan stood up and bowed deeply to Lu Yin. When he stood up, his body turned into a pile of light spots and flew away with the wind.

Is this the end?

Lu Yin looked at his name written in simplified Chinese on the tombstone and wondered if others recognized it.

Lu Yin lamented Ning Yuxuan's departure. Although the two did not really exchange a word, they could be regarded as gentlemen's friends.

Forget it, let's leave here first.

Lu Yin murmured in his heart that the gusty wind in the valley should be where the battlefield is. No, it should be said to be an ancient battlefield now. Moreover, according to Ning Yuxuan, there are other black mist evil spirits here, and he

They are both transformed by ghosts, but they have no sense, so it is best to leave as soon as possible.

The huge body stepped into the woods. Suddenly, the black gourd in the sea of ​​​​consciousness trembled again, and a yellow golden light flew into the black gourd in the sea of ​​​​consciousness from a nearby grave.

The black gourd was hit by the golden light and began to spin in the sea of ​​consciousness. Some obscure information also appeared in Lu Yin's mind.

Merit?

More?

award?

Lu Yin opened his eyes in shock, but after that, no matter how Lu Yin pushed it, the black gourd didn't respond and just floated quietly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

What does it mean?

This black gourd requires merit, and then can you give me a reward?

After pondering for a while, Lu Yin suddenly turned around and looked at the valley in front of him with piercing eyes. In the valley, there were strong winds and strong winds, as if someone was crying in despair inside.
Chapter completed!