Night...boundless loneliness...

From time to time, the eerie howls of owls and cuckoos could be heard in the mountain forest, and sometimes the howling wind. She wrapped her thin clothes tightly around her body and quickened her pace.

She had been walking for several hours, but the pitch-black forest was still spreading endlessly, surrounded by looming mist. She panicked and bumped into an old tree. This was a towering old tree.

The tree was covered with thorns that stung her delicate little face.

"Huh...huh...huh..." She breathed heavily.

There were several blood blisters on the soles of her feet, and she could no longer walk. She leaned on the old tree and looked up at the bright stars in the sky. Although the stars were very colorful, they could not dispel the gloom in her heart. She didn't know.

Where is this? I just want to go out quickly, find a comfortable little bed, drink a glass of hot water, and then have a good sleep.

But all this is fantasy. She has no matches, and no fantasy in fairy tales. The "ghosts" in the mountains are devouring her innocent and playful heart little by little.

"Dong dong... dong dong dong... dong dong dong dong..." Suddenly there was a sound of knocking on the wooden board not far away. The sound was very clear and was not an illusion.

"Is there anyone there?" She bravely shouted. After shouting, she regretted it. Where did the people come from in the barren mountains and wild mountains? That was clearly the call of the God of Death.

"Dong dong... dong dong dong..." The knocking sounds continued one after another, as if calling her, this special visitor, to show her the route.

She exhaled a breath, slapped the dust behind her butt a few times, and walked towards the knocking sound dully, one step, two steps, three steps... Her body was extremely stiff, and every movement was not made by her brain.

Command. In the barren mountains, the lush weeds scratched her white calves and torn her pink skirt. She was unconscious, guided and charmed by the mysterious knocking sound like a zombie.

It was a dark hole, hidden among the grass. The knocking sound came from this mysterious sinkhole. When she stopped, the knocking sound also came suddenly. She regained consciousness.

, knelt down and looked inside. A gloomy wind blew in the face like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, accompanied by a stench.

This feeling seemed familiar, and she couldn't remember when she had experienced it.

She knew that she couldn't escape tonight, and that thing wouldn't let her go. She finally summoned up the courage to row along the edge of the sinkhole. The sinkhole was not deep, and after a few seconds, her body fell into the pit.

She lay on the soft soil, and the fishy smell of the soil filled her nose, and she couldn't help but sneeze.

In order to welcome her as a special visitor, the owner lit up many strange ores in the sinkhole. Suddenly, the scene in the cave was unobstructed. The space under the sinkhole was very spacious and could accommodate ten people walking side by side. The hole she fell into seemed to have been there for many years.

It was formed by the erosion of rainwater, but it is not a real entrance, and the road in the cave is also very smooth, with pieces of pine flower stones neatly stacked together leading to the end. Each piece of pine flower stone tablet is engraved with the pattern of the swimming dragon.

Strange ore rock masses protruded from the surrounding cave walls. Tick-tock...tick-tock...tick...the water droplets fell along the bottom of the rock to the stone slab on the ground. For thousands of years, the water droplets did not penetrate the Songhua stone tablets, but instead

This smooth corridor was extremely clean, without even a single footprint.

Footprints... She couldn't help but shiver. It would be the most terrifying thing if there were really footprints on this corridor.

She looked around and saw that the east side of the corridor was dark, so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. Only on the west side were the natural ores faintly glowing with color. People's awareness of danger actually only depends on the intensity of light and human physiological structure.

It's very special, unlike animals that like to hide in the dark to avoid danger. In other words, humans are afraid of the dark because darkness represents mystery, and they don't know that there are mysterious dangers hidden in the darkness.

The corridor was very long and flat. She walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally reached the western end of the corridor. It was a huge artificially dug cave. The entire space was an oval, supported by four golden pillars. She stood

Looking up from where he was, he seemed to be as insignificant as a tiny ant in this space.

"Dong dong dong... dong dong dong..." The violent impact sounded again, this time so close to her, just a few meters above her head.

She raised her head and took a closer look. She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and didn't even dare to open her eyes and look at the thing again. It was a big red coffin, as big as a train car. It had four corners with four

The thick iron chain sticking out of the pillar was tightly tied to the sky and the ground. The thing was still banging against the giant coffin.

Did it want to come out? Did it call itself over to ask her to help break free? This giant coffin has been hanging here for an unknown number of years, and the guy inside is still immortal. She opened her eyes and stood up straight.

, after making sure that the guy wouldn't break free from the giant coffin, she raised her head and took a closer look.

In those terrible legends, the monsters in the mountains are all locked up by heavenly soldiers and generals. Where is this monster?

The little girl's courage came from nowhere, and her petite body climbed up along the iron chain as thick as her thigh. She wanted to save it, but she knew that she would not be able to escape it, and it would not escape from this giant for a day.

The shackles of the coffin will not let you go. Maybe after you release it, it will not retaliate for kindness?

The lid of the huge red coffin is covered with sacrificial inscriptions, but the structure of the strokes of the inscriptions is very strange. It doesn’t look like Chinese characters or English. They are arranged together like tadpoles and are so densely packed that it is uncomfortable. In the middle of the red hall, there is a

A piece of yellow paper. She recognized this yellow paper as the Chenzhou Talisman.

Could it be that this small Chenzhou Talisman has been binding it for thousands of years and cannot escape from the sea of ​​suffering? She stretched out her little hand and gently tried to touch the yellow paper. However, she never expected that her hand had just touched it.

The talisman froze suddenly as if it had received an electric shock. Then, the words on the talisman began to become blurred little by little, and finally turned into a pile of paper scraps and was blown away by the cold wind.

Then, the whole cave began to tremble slightly. Huge rock masses fell down from above her head. She quickly jumped off the huge Yin Hong coffin and found a place to hide. The whole mountain was roaring and shaking, as if it was accumulating.

All the resentments that had been held for many years were released in an instant.

With a loud bang, the coffin lid flew up, and a dazzling silver light suddenly released from the huge Yin Hong coffin. A monster nearly ten meters long flew out of the coffin.
Chapter completed!