Chapter 30 Burial Place

Retracting his probing eyes, Zi Li ignored the rustling around him. He sat back on the edge of the tree, next to Lin Yi, who was close to the big tree. In front of him was a fire flashing with sparks and red.

There are still a lot of pork left next to him. Even if Yizi's appetite is hungry for a month, it is impossible to swallow a whole hundred catties of pork into his stomach.

Looking at the flames swaying under the mountain wind, Zili took out a knife in the storage bag and cut a piece of pork to prepare for tomorrow's food. If he had to hunt every day, he would definitely waste a lot of time on his way, and just as he was using the knife, the small bushes on his right hand suddenly fluttered, as if there was another boar moving, which suddenly shook the leaves of the whole forest.

Zili turned his head and glanced at the trembling forest, gently frowned his eyebrows, and then picked up the knife for cutting pork in his hand and walked forward softly. The knife was covered with the golden fire reflected on it, reflecting the unique cold light at night. He looked at the dark Xiaolin leaves, and his expression gradually turned to absolute.

The leaves just trembled for a few breath and stopped quickly. He walked to him and did not act rashly. He stood calmly and stretched his neck, trying to cross the low leaf forest to see what was going on. However, somewhere where he had thrown the pig's internal organs randomly, there was another violent tremor.

This time, Zi Li rushed over without saying a word and jumped into the dense woods in anger.

All the internal organs in the forest are missing, and there is not a little left. Obviously, they were taken away by something in the activity.

Whey!

The sound of stepping on dead leaves on the left side again, Zi Li turned around and quickly chased after him.

Zili ran away and thought that if they were not powerful monsters, he would never mind leaving their lives. After all, no one wants to be endlessly harassed by these strange things all night. Not only is it difficult to calm down, but also has to be worried. How can such a night be as at ease as in the mountain road?

Under the faint moonlight, a dark shadow quickly disappeared, and the speed was extremely fast, as if it were a surprise jungle, and in the blink of an eye, it shook off Zili chasing from the rear.

Seeing the ghost figure leave, he knew that he had lost it.

Zili couldn't see what it was, but he could clearly know that the inexplicable thing was standing on two feet and wearing a cloak on his body. Because of the incredible speed, the cloak on his back floated in the wind. He looked like a chivalrous man, which was by no means comparable to his cultivation during the bone refining period.

"Damn it, you ramble don't run away. If I see it again next time, I will definitely want you to look good!" Zi Li roared at the big night, as if to wash away the anger in his heart with this bright cry. Unfortunately, what responded to him was the silence in front of him, and there was nothing.

The silent forest is still dark as ink, and the original fire is still burning. Only the echo left by the scream continues to spread, ethereal away, and finally disappears.

The mysterious thing has escaped from the chase, and Zi Li is not going to stay any longer. He turned around and walked to the same place, but around the bright and red fire in the distance, he saw a few black shadows that had escaped before suddenly flashed.

This sudden scene made Zili feel unexpected and secretly said that it was not good. He quickly ran back and began to realize in his heart that he had been tricked by the tiger to leave the mountain. However, what he didn't understand was that in this large dark forest, under the unattended situation, who would have such a smart trick to design this unprepared way to deceive him!

When Zili returned to the edge of the fire, the previous blazing fire had become extremely weak, and the dead wood in the fiery red carbon pile was about to burn out. He found that the mountain pork were really still there, not a few.

The result of promoting this phenomenon is obviously that the purpose of those mysterious things is not to come here for food.

Zili turned his head and looked eagerly under the tree, which was empty and nothing was left, and Lin Yi's body disappeared.

Unable to add some firewood to the fire, Zili couldn't help but feel angry. He looked around anxiously and was silent. Lin Yi didn't know which direction he was taken. He could only shout angrily, "You ghosts, get out of here!"

His anxious eyes kept looking around. He wanted to find a trace in the dark night. The anger in his heart made him gradually crazy, but nowhere to find it.

He worked hard to take care of Lin Yi's body for such a long time, and even jumped off the cliff with him at the cost of his life and death. Then he walked on his unconscious body for nearly two days before he saw the sun again. He was about to find a quiet and beautiful place to bury it, but now the body is suddenly disappeared.

It's not so straightforward. How can this calm him down without his own careless pursuit?

Therefore, Zili no longer cares about those terrible ghosts and no longer paid attention to the intermittent ghost laughter recited in his ears. He shouted heartbreakingly, as if he was the master of this mountain forest, and he was the demon king in the dark.

The crying after shouting is very sad. Even if it is just a sob, the sadness when choking makes people feel cold. His eyes are red, and it is still dark in the middle of the night. As long as the only flame left on the fire next to him has not been extinguished, it can clearly illuminate his blood and ferocious eyes.

Wan!

Not far away, a black wisps of cloth suddenly appeared in the air, falling on the ground like some kind of signal. Zili saw the wisps falling and ran forward without thinking.

When he ran to the black cloth, he picked up the cloth that fell to the ground with his hand. After spreading it out, he found that it was a cloak that had remained for many years. It seemed to be the same as the cloak on the mysterious thing that had been lost before. Zi Li frowned bitterly, looked at the direction of the previous cloak falling, and couldn't help comparing himself with his breath of being consciously attracted by something. The result of this comparison was completely consistent.

"Do you want to chase it? Should you chase it?" Zili said to himself and had some scruples in his heart, so that he was constantly entangled in these two very simple issues. He then said to himself, "I guess it will be more bad luck this time, but if you don't feel sorry for your conscience, Lin Yi, whether it's Longtan or Tiger's Tiger's Cave, I will save you."

The night is very dark, the forest is very large, and the trees are full of trees.

A dark light flashed in the forest under the shadow of the trees, and the black light with a strong wind that followed couldn't help blowing away the decadent leaves lying on the ground.

The fire in the distance is getting closer and closer to darkness, and it is about to go out. A faint wind blows by and can't help but aggravate the burning of charcoal. After the bright redness is a black sinking. Just as the carbon pile and the sky gradually change color, the dark light in the woods has run far.

There was a gurgling sound at his feet, and the soles of his feet were no longer as soft as stepping on dead leaves. Zi Li ran wildly in the night and didn't care about the fallen tombstones he stepped on. Since dawn and dawn, a soft blue light flashed in the forest, and Zili found himself getting closer and closer to the breath that attracted his past.

The first time he stopped, Zili looked around and gradually looked at him. After finding that he was stepping on a tombstone, his face turned from tired to ugly.

This is obviously a burial place, surrounded by gloomy air and a faint fog, as if these fogs are caused by the unique anger in the burial ground. Compared with the previous wide forest, although it is still a forest, it really makes Zi Li feel gloomy.

He doesn't know when he entered the corpse site. Of course, this doesn't matter. All he knows that he has no way out now, and even if he has the intention to retreat, he will not escape this foggy burial site.

With the help of the first light in the morning, Zili chose to run forward again, but the ugly face became absolute.

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