Otherworldly Merchant

Van Chong's snoring sounded shocked. I thought it would take three days and three nights to wake up.

But half an hour later, without anyone screaming, without any abnormality, Fan Chung stopped snoring, woke up himself, and made a very strange move.

He grabbed a large knife next to him, clicked it and erased his right hand finger, then slammed a sleeve tube, revealing a tattoo on his left arm.

The first time I saw him, I noticed an elongated, very strange pattern stabbing him in the arm.

But the pattern was only half-cut, and I didn't see the full picture.

I just thought it was a weird tattoo.

But this time I finally saw it, it was a night fork ghost face painted, elongated on the arm is the tongue!

The ghost face is extremely blurred, one eye is slightly closed, the other is angry, the tongue is stretched, the fangs are pointed, the horror is as horrible as it gets.

Fan Chung put down his knife and picked up his bloody fingers from the ground and put them together.

After a moment, the ghost face glanced, and suddenly came to life, a roll of tongue swallowed his fingers!

Then the red light appeared and the tall face burst out of the skin, like the heart was generally jumping, as if it were breaking the shell from his body at any moment.

A miracle scene appeared, and the unwrapped minor wounds on Van Chung continued to heal, quickly recovering at a visible rate to the naked eye.

Bang, bang, bang!

The gauze wrapped around the severely injured area collapsed, and the wound closed itself, quickly growing a new piece of meat.

Between the eyes, his injuries were much better, and even his muscles grew long, thick, and his head grew quite a bit.

When he shouted, the sword fell out in the half-cutting hand stuck in his eye, and the blood hole in his eye was startling, but it was slowly shrinking.

The ghost jumped for a while and slowly calmed down again, gradually as it had been.

The minor wound on his body has disappeared, and the serious wound is almost fine, except that the blood hole in his eye remains the size of the hole, which is still not recovered.

At this time, Fan Chung's head twisted and fell asleep. The snoring was both low and loud, and the sleep was incredibly sweet.

I looked at it with great amazement and sighed at myself: “Is this the real secret of Fan Chong? ”

What a nine-finger lockdown on Cold River!

Is that how you got here?

But now the nickname has to be changed, right?

Eight fingers to the Cold River, or blind eyes to the Cold River?

Lina doesn't know when, she's been asleep for a long time, and she hasn't found it all. The snoring and smooth breathing sounds fluttered, and the apprentice seemed really tired.

I pinched the intangible needle tightly, leaning against the hole to protect their circumference while staring at the still closed stone door.

Boom!

Boom!

Not knowing how long later, a burst of shock suddenly broke out in the hole, and the ground trembled closely.

Lina struck a spirit and opened her eyes and looked at Fan Shong in the first place: "Master, Master! ”

She was immediately stunned by this incredible change in Van Gong.

Fan Zhong was also woken up, and seemed to have noticed something unusual. His subconscious touched only half of the anonymous fingers left. He shocked and scolded angrily. "Fuck. ”

What's the matter? Didn't he do the shock himself?

He didn't know about the ghost face swallowing the wound on his arm?

“Isn't the tunnel opening? Let's get out of here.” Fan Chung, carrying a large knife, stood up and looked extremely healthy. Compared to the fatigue before bed, he was judged by two people.

Lina looked at Fan Chung and didn't want to explain anything, so she didn't ask. She held him towards the hole.

At this point, the twelve o'clock direction, that is, the stone wall in the middle of the hole, is swinging rapidly.

The dust fluttered and the stone fell, and the stone wall rose slightly, revealing a dark hole.

Fan Chung, with Lina's help, is tying the unconscious Pike back.

“What are you waiting for?” Fan Chong sensed me standing in front of him, twisting my face and urging me, “Go and find out what's going on. Why? You're also going to let us both be blind and a cripple walk ahead. ”

This guy is careless and not stupid, he makes a lot of sense.

There are four of us nominally, but I'm the only one who's healthy.

I'm sure it's up to me to do the lookout.

“Then be careful!” I ordered a flashlight to drill out of the hole.

The space outside the hole is so vast that the flashlight doesn't shine around your head. As if there was an illusion in the trance, walking out of this door had escaped the monuments, but it was just a dark night with no starlight.

The ground is soft, like a thick blanket.

Put down the flashlight and see, the moss is all over the floor. It's just that the moss is black and the plush is extremely long and tougher.

A few dozen meters further forward and suddenly found a big mushroom!

Mushrooms are just similar in shape, they're thick enough for two people, a dozen meters tall, almost like a tree in heaven.

The mushrooms are dark, flashlight shines on them, and they reflect brilliantly.

You can't get far enough to discover that such a large mushroom is everywhere. This is a mushroom grove that you can't even see!

In addition to mushrooms, there are many fungal plants like Ganoderma lucidum and wood ears.

The only thing that's the same is that all the plants are black, like stepping into a world of ink paintings where ink is waving!

This huge and strange biogenic forest is getting denser, and I wouldn't dare go too fast to take care of both of them.

At first, I kept pinching the intangible needle and was afraid that something would suddenly come out.

In such a strange jungle, it's not unusual for any monster to emerge!

If it's proportional, it's an ant. It's big enough for a car, right?

But what's amazing is that we walked dozens of meters through the woods, and we didn't find anything alive. Don't talk about a monster in huge shape, not even a plain little bug.

The woods were even quieter and the soft moss stepped on silent, and the breath of both Fancillina, more than a dozen meters away, was clearly heard.

I swayed my flashlight and swept around, trying to find some special marks.

But after a long walk, nothing has been gained.

There are no signs of life in the woods, nor are there any artificial signs.

It's like an ancient virgin - a virgin land, with nothing but giant monsters everywhere.

“Lina, are you sure this is the shortest path to the depths of the monuments?” I stopped and turned around and asked.

“Yes.” Lina held on to Fan Shong, her eyes and crutches, and after hearing my question, she answered very positively: "The area of the monuments underground is not very large, but it is three-dimensional, stretching up and down extremely wide. What we've been going through, almost all of us, is swimming in the first half of the truncated section, and I found, through active elemental ionization, that this path is almost straight down, that is, the shortest. ”

“Moreover, there is hardly any air flow interaction layer on this path, and there is no barrier to the substance, that is, there is basically no obstacle, which should be the most accessible. ”

I really don't know how she could have done so many scientific tests, but seeing how sure she was, I had to believe it.

Another walk forward, and suddenly, I was bright in front of me. A white shadow flashed out in the dark woods!