At some point, Liu Xiaoming also opened his eyes.

After being attacked by those red-eyed crows, he had been unconscious for nearly a week.

As for those pesky crows, they were not completely burned to death by Ying Long and the others, but some remained. I believe they will definitely come back.

"Hu Huheng, Zhang Lingjia, Yinglong, where are you?"

Liu Xiaoming yelled at the top of his lungs, but what he answered was the deathly silence of the surrounding environment. Liu Xiaoming touched the corner of his mouth and said, "Oh, it hurts. These guys actually left me like this. Damn it."

Just as he was about to take a step forward, his legs got stuck in a quagmire.

Of course, the more Liu Xiaoming tries to struggle out, the deeper he will fall.

It's just a small swamp. If you want to trap an eight-foot-tall adult, it still has no technical content at all.

It didn't take long for the mud to sink into Liu Xiaoming's waist, and his body was still sliding downward.

It seemed that in the endless swampy abyss, there was a pair of invisible hands that seemed to be pulling Liu Xiaoming.

Most of his body has already sunk into the mud. If he struggles hard, he will only lose his life in vain.

He seemed to realize that the harder he exerted himself, the more his body would sink.

But if you don’t work hard, what should you do? Is it possible to die like this?

Out of human survival instinct, he shouted, "Help!"

But this place is a wilderness, and apart from himself, there is probably no one else around.

Just when the mud had reached Liu Xiaoming's neck, a wild goose call came from the suddenly calm sky.

Although there was nothing abnormal about this, Liu Xiaoming was surprised to find out after the geese stopped calling.

The originally soft swamp suddenly became hard and clear.

Liu Xiaoming scratched his head, feeling very confused.

Even if there were a hundred thousand whys placed in front of him, he didn't want to look at them. It would be best to solve the situation in which he was in jail first.

He first used his fingernails to dig out the soil layer. After finding that it was very laborious, he switched to hand planing.

After all the strength of nine cows and two tigers was exhausted, Liu Xiaoming finally emerged from the swamp soil, like bamboo shoots after the rain.

"Goose, thank you so much. Without that cry just now, I might have died."

Liu Xiaoming raised his arms and shouted, he was now a missing person, and he had to find Ying Long and the others quickly.

He took out the copycat mobile phone in his pocket, and after working on it for a long time, he discovered that it turned out to be waterlogged and had crashed. He was so angry that he immediately threw it away.

With no other option, he had no choice but to move deeper into the mountain.

After walking for nearly three and a half hours, he finally saw the endless plains. Now it stands to reason that there should be villages and households around here.

But Liu Xiaoming searched for a long time and couldn't even find a small thatched cottage.

It was getting dark soon, and there was thunder and lightning.

If you don't act quickly at this time, you will probably get wet by the violent storm, which would be too pitiful.

Forced by helplessness, Liu Xiaoming ran forward again.

After walking through a tropical rain forest, he saw an incredible scene.

What he saw before him was a tall and towering pyramid.

"Egyptian pyramids? No, no, how could China have such a thing?" At first, Liu Xiaoming thought of a mirage, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that it was not.

First of all, the environment here is very different from the conditions that can create a mirage. Secondly, the thing should be visible but not tangible.

But Liu Xiaoming was surprised to find that he could touch this pyramid located in the wilderness.

Afterwards, he wandered around the tower for a while, but did not find any similar protective beasts like the Sphinx.

They say curiosity killed the cat, but Liu Xiaoming was completely killed today.

It was already dark, so he took a torch and walked into the weird pyramid.

When he just stepped in, the tower on the outside disappeared without a trace.

He slowly walked down the stairs, feeling the thrilling pressure and the tense atmosphere that arose spontaneously in an instant, "Hey, is there anyone there?"

When Liu Xiaoming finished shouting, there was nothing but his echo echoing inside. Even so, it could not stop his desire to move forward at all.

If the pyramids of Egypt are buried with the tombs of pharaohs, then in this tower are the generals who fought on the battlefield in ancient times.

After turning around the first three tombs, Liu Xiaoming suddenly discovered that the shadow behind him had mysteriously disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Liu Xiaoming used a torch to shine the light several times, but still did not see his shadow.

At this time, he was so frightened that big drops of sweat broke out on his forehead.

However, he didn't want to give in as soon as he came in. Wouldn't that mean he would lose the Liu family's face? "Oh my god, I don't want to do this. Zhao Chenyang, you bastard, you don't know how to come to me."

, fuck." Liu Xiaoming said to himself, relying on his firm will, he moved forward into the unknown darkness, because he firmly believed that after the storm, there would be a rainbow, and at the end of the darkness

, waiting for him will be the arrival of light.

As soon as the shadow disappeared, Liu Xiaoming had already abandoned him and disappeared into the sky.

Huzi Heng and the others, carrying their bags on their backs, continued to search for their missing teammates in the mountains and plains.

Beard Heng, on the other hand, was extremely insidious and cunning. As he walked, he left some marks on the tree with red chalk.

The reason why he did this was actually very simple, just to make it easier for him to find the color-changing zombie in the future, because only it could save Xiao Hui's face.

"Look, it's getting dark. We have to find a place to rest." Bracelet Yinglong said. He was as tired as an old sheep walking halfway up the mountain. He was breathing hard and the soles of his shoes were almost worn out.

They were worn away, leaving only the smooth whites of the feet exposed.

Hu Huheng, on the other hand, was carrying Xiaohui on his back and walking along the way, looking very relaxed.

This may be like a hundred kilograms of cement that he may not be able to carry, but a hundred kilograms of money can be carried everywhere.

"Yinglong, look quickly. There seems to be a temple on the top of the mountain. Why don't we go and stay for one night first." Huzi Heng saw a shining golden word "Buddha" from a distance. This must be a monk.

, they are compassionate and tolerant.

Bracelet Yinglong readily agreed to take a casual trip, and just like that, the three of them lined up and walked towards the temple.

Following the winding path, they finally reached the top of the mountain.

"Dangdang", Yinglong knocked on the door.

After waiting for a long time, no one responded.

"Dang-dang". There was another knock.

Huzi Heng was impatient, and he almost couldn't wait any longer. If Yinglong hadn't stopped him, he would have kicked him long ago.

"Maybe it's just an abandoned temple. There isn't even a plaque. Maybe no one has been around for a long time." Xiaohui shook her head. At least staying in a guest house or something like this would be better than this.

"Let's go. At worst, we can just set up a temporary tent. There will be no one here at all." Hu Hu Heng shook his head firmly. He would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe that there are people in the temple.

In the end, the three of them decided to leave.

The world is so big, you don’t necessarily have to spend the night in a temple, don’t you think?

Just when they walked not far away, the door of the temple seemed to be suddenly opened.

The three of them all turned around in unison, and all they saw was an old man wearing a cassock. Could it be that they met an abbot-level person.

No, it’s the little monks and the like that are in line with the public’s taste.

After the three people inquired, they learned the name of the abbot, which was Master Niyuan.

The name actually means that all the reincarnations of cause and effect in the world will be buried in this abyss like evil fate. The five pure and six desires, the eight desolations and the nine slanders, isn't this what monks uphold.

"Three donors, please follow the poor monk to Han Temple to talk about it."

Since the abbot has already spoken, Yinglong and the others should not have any reason to refuse.

The abbot closed the door and let in the guests.

At this time, traces of bright red blood oozed from the plaque on the temple door, and the entire plaque was instantly soaked.

"Abbot Nie Yuan, how much does it cost to stay for one night? It's too expensive and we can't afford it. After all, we are all short of money, you know." Hu Hu Heng glanced at the abbot, meaning can you

A little cheaper.

"Go and go, how did you talk? What kind of person is the abbot? He is highly respected, so why would he miss your few pennies? We just need to add some sesame oil money, and everything will be safe." There is nothing in Yinglong's Alipay.

He only had the guts to say this after spending a few dollars and making such a desperate move.

This time, it was a good thing. The abbot was embarrassed. If he accepted it, then the label of being highly respected would be scrapped. If he didn't accept it, where would the sandalwood furniture added to the Jingxin Pavilion come from?

After thinking about it, even Abbot Niyuan's curved eyebrows seemed a little uneasy.

"Okay, add some sesame oil, it will serve as a warning to others."

Following the abbot's explanation, Xiaohui and the others visited the entire temple.

Night is coming.

Listen to the morning bells and evening drums, playing the joys and sorrows of the world.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a special monk will ring the tripod bell on the Drum Tower.

"Dang, Dang", the crisp bells echoed melodiously in the forest without any hindrance.

When the bell passed, the birds in the nearby woods also flapped their wings and flew away.

"Let's go eat." After ringing the bell, the monk was about to go back.

Suddenly, the Jinding and Yongquan points on his back seemed to be fixed by someone.

"Help", just as the monk was about to shout, his voice point was also fixed.

"My head hurts so much!" Looking at the darkness around me, I looked at my wrist. Ying Long was not there. "With it protecting them, it should be fine. This Liu Xiaoming got separated from us. When did this guy get lost?"
Chapter completed!