Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

"Why did you stop?"

Wang Qiang leaned his head forward, took a look, and then raised the flashlight in his hand to shine.

The fog was so thick and dense that the flashlight was like shining on a wall, and the light could not penetrate at all.

Lin Yi took out the Diamond Umbrella and explored forward, but could not find the next foothold.

The stride length of these suspended paths under their feet is basically about half a meter, which is a long step for them.

The length of the Vajra Umbrella plus Lin Yi's wingspan should have easily touched the next step, or even crossed the adjacent steps to reach the next location.

But now he was holding the diamond umbrella and circling around his body in a large circle, but he couldn't find a foothold at all.

Is this a dead end? It shouldn’t be!

Or is it that all the plank roads from here on out were burned by the fire?

With doubts, Lin Yi asked the other three people to take out their own "centipede hanging ladder" one by one. The four hanging ladders were connected together and extended out from under the feet, but they still couldn't find the landing point.

In the end, the ladder could only be taken back.

"Is there really no way out?"

The disappointment and helplessness could be heard in the words of the people behind him.

Lin Yi shook his head.

"That seems to be the case."

"No, we worked so hard to get here, but here is a dead end?"

"Is it true that we are forced to go to the 'Comb of Swords' route?"

Thinking of the previous situation there, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

At this moment, Old Feng Youran, who had been silent all this time, muttered two sentences:

"Man, I'm wondering, did we not pay for the passage?"

"To buy money for the journey?"

"Uncle Feng, please don't scare me. Who should we buy money for?"

"Apart from a few of us gasping for air, there are only a bunch of dead heads left here. Who can we give to pay for the road?"

"Don't interrupt, listen to what Old Uncle Feng has to say."

Lin Yi held Wang Qiang down and motioned for Lao Feng to continue speaking.

"In the 1970s, I started a coal business from outside the customs. I met a few good brothers there. Some of them were hunters from the Changbai Mountains. They insisted on taking me to hunt roe deer in the mountains. I thought the business would be good anyway. After the negotiation was concluded, we waited for the train leather to arrive, so we had a drink with some good brothers and went into the woods with a shotgun on our back."

In the 1970s and 1980s, there were still quite a few residents in forest farms in the Northeast who regarded hunting as an important part of their lives.

Before the "Crackdown" began, the control of folk shotguns was not as strict as it is now, and many people had shotguns hanging on the walls of their homes.

When I have nothing to do, I go into the mountains to hunt roe deer, trap rabbits, hunt wild boars and so on.

"There were six of us, and I was the only one from out of town. The others were all locals, so we wandered behind them. We entered the forest in the afternoon, and it was night after wandering around.

Roe deer are silly and easy to catch. The six of us caught two roe deer, two hares and three pheasants. We were ready to go back after harvesting a lot. However, it turned out that we went too deep when catching pheasants. ,be lost.

The situation is exactly the same as what we are encountering now, with a thick layer of fog and nothing can be seen. "

Hearing this, Qian Sheng's face was full of doubts and he couldn't help but interjected and asked:

"Uncle Feng, since you said they are descendants of mountain runners and hunters, they must have grown up in the woods since they were young. The roads here should be very clear. To exaggerate, you can do it with your eyes closed. How could you get lost when you go out?" Old Feng patted his thigh.

"Who says it's not the case? Moreover, when we entered, we followed the road trodden by our predecessors. Why did we suddenly get lost?

At first, I thought it was a "ghost beating the wall", but in the end, Brother Zhao, who was leading the team, told the truth.

It turns out that we just happened to pass by a mass grave, which used to be a residential area of ​​a forest farm. They were all wooden houses. It is said that a fire suddenly broke out in the middle of the night a few years ago.

Later, they were buried directly on the spot. I heard from them that when passing this mass grave in the past, they would burn paper money, burn incense, etc., and say goodbye before leaving.

A few of us drank some wine and rushed in without paying for the passage. Then Boss Zhao slaughtered a pheasant on the spot and opened a bottle of soju and poured it on the ground.

Guess what? As soon as the chicken blood and soju fell to the ground, the fog in front of my eyes cleared. You said it's not evil, so why don't we try it too? "

"I have heard about what Uncle Feng said. In the past, the Caishikou in Shangjing City was a place where people were beheaded. Those who walked at night and those who were on duty had to burn a stick when they passed by. Light the incense, either burn a few pieces of yellow paper, or pour some wine on it, otherwise you will have to attract evil spirits."

"Is this really true? That place seems to be a department store now, right? According to you, that place has to close as soon as it gets dark?"

"You know this, but you don't know why. When the foundation of the department store was laid, someone was found to perform the salvation ritual."

After hearing what they said about having noses and eyes, Bai Lu turned to Lin Yi and said:

"What should I do, Brother Lin? How about giving it a try?"

This kind of thing is not too outrageous, not to mention that people like them who often deal with such things have long been used to it.

Surrounded by people who died violently, they lost their lives in a daze and became other people's burial objects.

The grievances lingered for a long time, accumulating and adding up, resulting in this thick fog that filled the sky.

"Old Wang, open a bottle of Erleizi!"

"Got it!"

Wang Qiang unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle with his mouth and handed it over.

Lin Yi twisted out three sticks of fragrance, lit them and held them in his hands. He chanted the Rebirth Mantra three times in succession, and then poured all the Erleizi into the ravine at his feet.

The temperature below was still not low, and the aroma of wine instantly filled the air.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, burning out the three incense sticks in an instant. When their attention was diverted from the incense, the thick fog in front of them had quietly dissipated.

Plank roads rising into the sky appeared in front of everyone again.

"Oh, it really works. Uncle Feng, I really have it for you!"

Lao Feng smiled and waved his hand.

"Hey, I suddenly remembered something like this. Why are you thanking me? If you want to thank me, just thank the seniors around me for their noble support!"

Lin Yi took out his Diamond Umbrella and reached forward, confirming again and again that the steps on the plank road were real. Then he stepped on them carefully. After gaining a firm footing, he stepped on the next one.

Walk all the way underground along this volleying plank road, until the steps get lower and lower, getting shorter and shorter, and gradually become flush with the ground.

Suddenly, a chasing light appeared in front of him and shone down diagonally from above, covering the area below.

The area within the scope of chasing the light was surprisingly the splendid Xixia royal tomb that appeared in the "mirage" when they stepped into the underground palace. (End of chapter)