"No, Zhang Lingjia, are you already dead?" I still don't believe it.

"You're the one who died." Zhang Lingjia punched me on the head.

"You fell into a coma after seeing the crow. I couldn't wake you up no matter how I woke you up. So we walked up and down, but we couldn't get out of this mountain." Lan Lan said to me with a tearful voice.

Looking at everything around me, fortunately, that was a dream. Is this a dream now? I pinched my arm secretly and spoke to Yinglong with my mind, "I... fell into a coma!"

Yinglong snorted. Sure enough, I fell into a coma. But why did I fall into a coma? Crow, is it because of the master? I can't get over this hurdle of the master. When I think of the master, I will think of Xing Yuchen. My heart is really full at this moment.

It hurt so much that I covered my heart, as if

My heart felt like it was about to burst. I kept thinking about the past in my mind. Han Zili's shadow kept fluttering in front of my eyes. Bai Ning looked at me with a serious expression, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's my incompetence and my cowardice. Yue

Qi, ah~" My tears instantly burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?" Xiaohui wiped the tears from my face for me.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." My guilty heart made me unable to calm down. In the fantasy world, Zhang Lingjia's death, their death, my lack of strength, hahahaha, everything is because of me, if I were stronger! Look at my own

I said I would stop being Mr. Yin-Yang with my hands, so why did I do it again? Xiaohui dragged me, but I was always in a state of lack of energy.

"Okay, just wake up. You can't get out here. Let's go! Walk over there." Zhang Lingjia pointed to the road ahead. There was mist floating on the road. It was not very thick, but you could see the surrounding vegetation.

of dew.

"Are these dewdrops?" Beard Heng touched the dewdrops.

"Dewdrops are also called dew, rain falling on leaves, or dew falling from cold air."

"It's not raining, where are the dews coming from?" Lan Lan looked at the fog around her, a little scared.

"It's okay, don't worry. There are monsters and monsters. Don't you have a big brother?" Liu Xiaoming and Xiaohui supported me and patted my shoulders with their hands.

"Damn it, I don't want to come here and think about this whole little incident, now it's great, give me the whole big one and come to the mountains." In my heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses passed by.

"Damn, there must be something wrong with this. Zombies will appear quickly so we can go back." Zhang Lingjia complained.

I was thinking, if the zombies in the illusion just now were real, then we would be very pretty, and I felt a little more worried. "The village..." Liu Xiaoming looked at the village in front of him, looming in the fog.

"Is there a village in this mountain?" Zhang Lingjia looked at the village in the mist, as if it was right in front of him, but he couldn't get there.

"Wait..." I suddenly stopped and looked at the misty forest around me, "Zhang Lingjia, what time is it now?"

Zhang Lingjia lifted the watch on my arm and said, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon." I didn't say anything. After Zhang Lingjia finished speaking, he was stunned immediately.

"Yeah, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, here... why is there no sun, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker." Liu Xiaoming noticed this.

"It's stuffy in the woods, there are dewdrops on the grass and trees, it looks like it's going to rain," is my intuition.

"Shouldn't there be dew after the rain? How could it rain?" Xiaohui grabbed a handful of the surrounding air and could feel the humidity in the forest. "It seems that there is indeed going to be a heavy rain."

"Hurry, set up the tent, don't move forward, wait until the rain passes, we will continue to search, hurry up." Zhang Lingjia was afraid that we would get wet if it rained, and he didn't know what dangers there were ahead.

"There is a village ahead. Why don't we go to the village to take shelter from the rain?" Lan Lan pointed to the village in front, but the village suddenly disappeared. "This..." Lan Lan was so weird that she suddenly got goosebumps.

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Everyone took the time to set up the tent. I leaned under the tree, holding the compass in my hand, but the compass did not respond at all. Ten minutes later, the tent was set up, and the raindrops also pattered down wantonly, falling on my hand, the compass.

Wet by the rain, "Chen Yang, come in!" Zhang Lingjia waved his hand to me. I nodded and looked at the towering trees in the forest. There might be something else in this forest. There are too many things in it.

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Entering the tent, he wiped the compass, "This..." Zhang Lingjia looked at the compass, "Is it broken?" He looked at the compass with a puzzled tone.

"No, the compass doesn't move, which means there is no dirt." I said with a serious expression and a very vigilant tone.

"A lot." Zhang Lingjia was a little surprised. The compass at this moment was not moving at all, unlike when it first entered the mountain.

"Is there any water left?" Hu Huheng patted Liu Xiaoming and went to get his backpack.

"Hey, save your drink. I don't know how long we have to stay in the forest. If we run out of drinks, we will be out of water." Liu Xiaoming grabbed his backpack.

"Just one bite won't hurt you." Hu Hu Heng snatched the backpack.

"Okay, isn't it raining outside? Why don't you go drink the rainwater?" Xiaohui pointed to the heavy rain falling outside. The rain fell on the tent, and a crackling sound could be heard.

"Okay, give him a drink, this rain is a bit unusual." Zhang Lingjia looked at the downpour outside.

"What's unusual about rain?" Lanlan wanted to reach out to touch the water outside, but Zhang Lingjia grabbed her arm.

"It's better to be careful." Zhang Lingjia looked at me. I was exposed to the rain just now to see if there was anything strange about me.

"It's okay, no need to read." I wiped my hands.

"I hate the rain." Lanlan and Xiaohui took out their coats from their backpacks and put them on, hugging each other for warmth.

"It's really cold in the rain." Hu Huheng shrank his neck, and Liu Xiaoming chattered his teeth.

"Aren't you two cold?" The three of them looked at me and Zhang Lingjia curiously.

"It's not cold..." Zhang Lingjia and I said together. It was indeed a bit cold, but we both have Tao techniques to keep warm and circulate through the muscles and veins of the body to prevent the body from being cold. But this is not the coldness of the air at all, but the coldness of the air.

The ghostly chill.

"Woooo..." A hollow cry came from the rain.

"This..." What's going on!

"What's the sound!" Everyone was panicked, but Zhang Lingjia and I were just waiting to see what happened.

"Have you brought an umbrella, bro?" I opened the tent and looked at the pouring rain outside, observing the situation outside. The sound was indeed coming from the forest, and it was still very close to us.

"That's a must. It doesn't matter who I am." Zhang Lingjia took out a black umbrella and handed it to me.

I opened my umbrella and walked out of the tent. Zhang Lingjia wanted to follow me, but I immediately stopped me and said, "Protect them." He came with me, what should I do if they encounter danger in the tent.

"Okay, please be careful." Zhang Lingjia returned to the tent.

The rain falls on the umbrella, and the crackling sound of the rain makes people feel very tired, especially on rainy days, which makes people feel tired all over. Just behind the tent, there is a willow tree, with wicker branches hanging vertically on the tent. The willow tree

There seems to be a transparent protective barrier on the body

, the raindrops will not fall on it at all, but will fall along the edge and fall on the ground. This makes me very surprised. How come there are willow trees in this forest? Willows can cure ghosts. Is there really a lot of unclean things in it? Rainwater

If it didn't fall on the trees, wouldn't the rain be clean?

He stretched out his hand and looked at his hand. There was nothing abnormal in his hand. What was going on? Is there any mysterious power in this tree? The tree was very big, as high as seven stories high. "Woo... wu wu"

..." The voice came from this willow tree.

"Hey, did you find anything?" Zhang Lingjia stuck her head out and called to me.

He nodded to him and looked at the big willow tree in front of him. Haha, it's really strange. "What's there?" Zhang Lingjia wanted to come out, but I stopped him.

"Don't come out." I was afraid of what would happen if something unusual happened to the willow tree and it attacked.

Zhang Lingjia nodded and looked at me walking towards the back of the tent, holding an umbrella and walking under the willow tree. "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, ..." groups of people.

He stretched out his hand and touched the willow tree, "Are you crying?"

The willow tree began to sway with the wind, and a strong cold wind blew from the trunk, directly blowing the umbrella in his hand to the ground. The umbrella rolled past the tent. When Zhang Lingjia saw the umbrella, she was afraid that something would happen to me. Just as she was about to get up, she saw

With Xiaohui and the others behind them, they retreated silently, clenching their fists, feeling very worried, "You can actually hear my voice." A man's voice came out from the willow tree.

He frowned, looked at the willow tree in front of him cautiously, and quickly retracted his hand, "Haha, your cry has been echoing in this forest. Of course we, Mr. Yin and Yang, can hear it. Besides, your voice of resentment can make ordinary people

You can already hear it, but no one can hear your voice." I grinned, feeling that what the willow tree said was really funny.

"Hey!" The willow tree sighed, and a green-haired boy appeared in the middle of the tree trunk. He was very handsome and had green eyes. The moment I saw his eyes, I seemed to see Bai Wuchang, and I was so scared that I shuddered.

The boy shuddered, sighed, and showed a sad look on his face.

"I saw it..." The boy's trembling voice looked into my eyes, and we looked at each other.

"Look at it." He stretched out his hand, grabbed the boy's head, pulled it backwards, and pulled it out of the tree trunk. The boy was shocked, grabbed my arms with both hands, and started pulling me backwards. We faced each other.

Drag me towards the tree trunk.

"Hehehehe... Are you very powerful? I saw it. I saw your senior brother is dead, and the woman you love." The boy's ghostly laughter made me tremble in my heart. I couldn't stand firm and was directly hit by this.

The boy dragged me to the trunk of the tree, and my body was stuck directly inside. The boy was lurking in the trunk as if he were in the water. It seemed that he was the spirit of this willow tree.

"Shut up." My tone was cold and silent, and the boy smiled evilly as if he was going to anger me.

"Hmph, a willow tree spirit who has only become an expert dares to pry into the innermost thoughts here." Using ghost magic, the tree trunk was directly cracked. The young man was seen vomiting blood, and there were cracks on his stomach, and there was blood.

It flows continuously.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground.

He moved his body out of the tree trunk, looked at the young man, and used ghost magic to repair the tree trunk. The young man looked at me in astonishment, "Why save me! Don't you Mr. Yin and Yang all want our hair?"

I looked at the willow branches and found that the tree was very big with very few branches. "It seems that we are not the only ones who have been here. It is indeed very useful to us as a century-old spirit like you, but I don't need it." After treating his injuries,

Looking at the rain outside the willow barrier, he pointed at the downpour. "Can you please stop the rain?"
Chapter completed!