The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

After walking for more than 40 miles, it became dark, and there was a wind in the river loop. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing the dead branches and grass leaves, making ghosts and wolves howl.

The crowd followed the No. [-] Yellow River Old Road all the way to Huangni Village. Although it took a short cut for dozens of miles, Solo came to handle the case, so he wanted to follow this ancient road to find some clues.

After walking for another ten miles, the banks of the riverbed in the section of the ancient road in front are getting higher and higher, about six or seven meters high. On the bank of Huangshi, there are large and small holes from time to time, as well as the remnants of ruined cave dwellings.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, there was no moon in the sky, and the wind was blowing again in the old course of the Yellow River. Zhang Feng and others couldn't walk anymore, so Solo decided to find a cave here to spend the night.

The eyes of the three middle-aged people were a little erratic, but they already knew that Solo was not simple and had a special status, so they had to go to Zhao Xiaohua's side:

"Master Patriarch, why don't we persist a little longer and forget about driving at night. It is said that the caves on both sides of the ancient Yellow River road are not clean..."

"It doesn't matter, I still listen to Master Suo, he doesn't believe this..." Zhao Xiaohua said in a low voice.

"Master Patriarch, Suo Ye may not believe it, but we people have to believe it. You have done it before..." The boss is still insisting.

"Don't call me Master Patriarch from now on. Master Patriarch doesn't call me casually, just call me Mr. Zhao. Stay here, I'll go check it out..."

Everyone stopped, and Zhao Xiaohua went to the cave ### on the sunny side to check, because it was the turn of spring and summer, and the sunny side was sheltered from the wind.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Although it is the turn of spring and summer, and the sky is full of weeds, there is still a lot of dust or exposed sand on the dry riverbed of the wasteland ancient road that was blown up by the wind.

The sand and loess hit the person's face, blowing into the ears, eyes, and mouth. Tang Ling and Bai Xue didn't care about pretending to be any more, and they would use their skills slightly to block the wind and sand from their bodies.

Solo, however, enjoys this natural force of nature very much. He suppresses his skill again and again, feeling the ancient and vicissitudes of the Yellow River like a mortal, and the small revenge that nature bestows on people.

Soon, Mr. Zhao came back, and there was an abandoned cave dwelling in front of him, which was very spacious, and there was a small platform outside the cave dwelling, which was regarded as a small yard.

Everyone immediately began to climb up the cliff. The river bed was only two meters high from the cave, so it didn't take much effort to climb up.

However, the three middle-aged men kept looking around vigilantly, with horror on their faces, and followed behind hesitantly, as if they had great fear.

This abandoned cave dwelling on the cliff of the ancient Yellow River road looks like it has been around for some years, and some places inside have collapsed.

Moreover, most of the earth kang was almost buried by fine sand. Although the room was quite spacious, there was soft sand everywhere.

The three Zhang brothers did not follow into the cave, they sat down against the earth wall in the yard outside the cave.

In the cave dwelling, Tang Ling installed two dry-cell astigmatism lights together, and the cave dwelling was instantly brightly lit, while Bai Xue took out some sheets for everyone to sit on.

When the light came on, the three brothers of the Zhang family trembled in fright.

"Fuck me, isn't this going to the fur room with a lantern to seek death?" ###, who rarely spoke, said with a look of horror.

"That's right! How dare you set up a soul-inducing lamp in the old course of the Yellow River at night? This is too courageous! Why don't Mr. Zhao care about it.

It's not that he doesn't understand this principle, so what should we do?Let's get out of here..." The boss also said.

Just as the boss Zhang Feng said this, Mr. Zhao walked out of the cave: "I heard what you said, and I understand the truth, but don't worry, with Master Suo here, everything will be fine, you come in!"

"I... this... heard? How? Well, let's go in..."

The boss can only choose to believe, because it is too late to go now, the old course of the Yellow River is full of gloomy winds, and countless black sunspots have already drifted here.

The lights in the room are brightly lit, the wind outside seems to be getting stronger and heavier, the air is getting heavier and heavier, the temperature in the room is dropping sharply, and even some flying insects attracted by the lights are starting to hide.

The girls Bai Xue and Tang Ling looked out excitedly. Zhao Xiaohua sat there honestly and practiced. Now he is amazing. Since the last time the East and the West fought in Yanshan, he has gained a lot. .

Breakthrough comprehension is enough, there is only one tiny opportunity that is as small as the tip of a needle, and you can enter the realm of martial saints, which is something that warriors dream of but dare not dream of.

Today, Mr. Zhao found an opportunity to break through. He wanted to use the stimulation of foreign objects to find the point of breakthrough.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves came from outside, and black shadows floated towards the cave, but it was impossible to see what the hell it was.

However, humanoid, beast-shaped, giant fish-shaped, and grotesque things were floating outside the cave dwelling, gathering more and more, bursts of terrifying aura gradually permeated, making people's hair stand on end and their scalp explode.

The temperature in the cave dwelling has almost reached minus ten degrees, and the walls of the cave dwelling have been covered with a layer of hoarfrost...

Tang Ling, Bai Xue and Suo Luo had their own skills, and they had already reached the point where they were invulnerable to cold and heat, but none of the three Zhang brothers could do it.

It was midsummer, and their clothes were already thin. The cold air and the terrifying atmosphere outside made the three brothers tremble into a ball.

However, the three brothers still closed their eyes, and with trembling hands, they took the black donkey's hooves, peach wood nails, and corpse ropes in their respective backpacks. Ears are stuffed a lot.

These three brothers have experienced many infiltrations, and some inexplicable things have also been seen, but they are also things that they don't want to encounter, and they will immediately give up what they want to get and leave.

But this is the first time I saw this kind of initiative to recruit unclean things, and I cursed endlessly in my heart, why did I meet this group of ### goods?

Tang Ling and Bai Xue's excitement lay in their blind confidence in Solo's strength, and Solo did not expect such a result at first.

His Maoshan technique has indeed broken through to a level that even he could not believe in Wuling Peak in Yanshan Mountain. Perhaps his father Suotian would not have thought that under strong pressure, Solo gave the Maoshan Talisman technique to him through epiphany. Carried forward.

But this time Solo also felt that he had played too much, he was good at exorcising ghosts, but now it seems that it is not as simple as ghosts.

Ghosts generally refer to people wandering away from the place of reincarnation after death, absorbing powerful grievances and gradually strengthening themselves so that they will not disappear into ashes and become terribly abnormal.

But looking at these strange-shaped things outside, he didn't know how powerful their soul power was, and whether he could destroy them.

However, according to the Taoism of Maoshan Fulu, the soul is the same, and the human soul is the worst. That is to say, the human soul is the most powerful.

Even if there is a soul left behind for other things after death, it is not as good as a high-level creature like a human being with three souls and seven souls...