In the valley, everything is formless.

But in Balian's eyes, the bone tree should not be a fantasy.

The forest of corpses under the trees is real, the piles of bones are real, and the bright red intestines are also real.

If you want to break out of this situation, you can only find flaws in this real existence.

Balian believes that since the ghostly spirit can resonate and merge with the valley, it will naturally respond to outsiders intruding into the valley.

But for some unknown reason, this ghost fairy seems to be very cautious and has not appeared yet.

The boy in the coffin seemed to be extremely weak. When he woke up after not seeing him for a long time, Balian took the full-moon wine gourd from his waist and shook it vigorously.

Since stepping into the valley, this full moon wine gourd has also brewed some moonshine wine, but the moonshine wine condensed from the pale green moonlight also has a hint of green.

But this does not affect the purity of the spiritual liquid in the wine.

The boy had no facial features, so Balian could not feed him moonshine wine, so he just poured all the condensed moonshine wine on his face.

Moonlight wine has extremely strong spiritual power and has its own soul-tonifying effect.

Sure enough, the boy lying in the coffin gradually woke up from his long sleep with his fingers trembling slightly.

The boy accidentally entered the valley. It must have been summer time, and his clothes were quite thin, but it was already late winter. When he woke up, he couldn't help but shiver.

The face without facial features showed a bit of confusion, and he slowly propped up his body.

She hunched her shoulders because of the cold, folded her arms and looked around in confusion.

"Where is this...how could I be in a place like this..."

It seems that although this boy has no facial features, he has not lost his basic ability to see and speak.

Just looking at his appearance, it seems that his memory is a little confused and blurred.

After some comfort and understanding from Bai Lian, I found out that the boy's name was Suiyou and he was a villager from a village near the valley.

For villagers like them who are far away from the capital and trapped in backward and impoverished mountains and plains, they rely on the mountains and water to make a living.

In previous summers, he would follow his uncles and elders to hunt and collect herbs in the valley, and make a good purchase. Before the year, he could take an ox cart to the town to exchange for food for winter survival.

It’s just that this year is not good, there is not much rain, and the rice seedlings in the villages are not very productive. If you want to have a good year this year, you have to spend more time wandering in the mountains, hunt more prey, collect wild vegetables and medicinal materials and return to the village.

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There are many forests in the mountains, but they were also unlucky and greedy, and unexpectedly encountered a reindeer. This was a precious prey that a poor family like them could not miss.

It's just that the wild deer are wary. As they come and go, the deer wanders into this valley in search of prey.

There was nothing wrong with entering this valley at first, but after being trapped in it for many days, it was actually difficult to find the way back.

When Ku Ti went to sleep, he was haunted by nightmares every night, and evil spirits invaded his body. Several of his uncles and uncles suffered from repeated nightmares, and their bodies began to develop high fever and then became unconscious.

He is only twelve years old, not yet a minor. He still has an innocent heart and does not have the complex worldly desires of adults. Even if he is haunted by nightmares, the impact is not as great as theirs.

Suiyou wandered around in this valley for a long time, and his mind was tortured. Everything in the mountains was empty, and there was no food or clean spring water to eat.

Finally, due to hunger and exhaustion, he fainted and woke up again, already in this coffin.

Now when he heard Bailian telling him this strange and strange thing, Sui Yousheng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

When I thought that if I fainted from hunger in the forest, someone would cast a magic spell on me and place me in a coffin as if I were a dead person, and the coffin would still be placed upright in this unlucky way.

After he couldn't touch his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, Suiyou couldn't bear the severe blow and almost fainted again.

With Balian's support, he was trembling as if he had just returned from a walk around the gate of hell.

His body was shaking violently, and before he could get over the fear, he saw the towering huge bone tree and the forest of corpses behind him.

At this time, Suiyou couldn't help but burst into tears and burst into tears.

Just because he recognized the owner of the corpse that made him familiar with a few words in the forest of corpses.

He staggered over and rushed over, hugging one of the hanging corpses and crying: "Uncle! Uncle!!! Who did this! Who did this!"

Those corpses had long been weathered, and their clothes had become as brittle as dead leaves under the harsh blows of winter snow.

After his tossing, the clothes on the corpse were mottled and torn apart, exposing the blue-grey skin unique to the dead.

This corpse had already developed a large number of corpse spots and hair, and when the wind blew through it, there was no smell of corpse odor.

Balian's face changed slightly, as if he noticed something, and immediately said: "Leave him quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse hanging upside down on the bone-white branch suddenly opened its eyes.

There were no pupils in the eye sockets, and they were all pale and miserable. His arms suddenly stretched out, and the nails on his ten fingers suddenly grew. His eyes were filled with an inhumane color, and the ten black nails like sharp swords pointed towards the old man.

You scratched the top of your head viciously and left.

Before Bai Lian could make any move, the Shu Ci in his arms turned into a white lightning and flew away.

The sharp sharp claws suddenly poked out from the furry pink flesh pads, and the invisible wind tore out several cold rays in the shape of animal claws.

Tsk tsk tsk!!!

With Na Suiyou's dull expression before he could react, his uncle who had turned into a corpse was torn into several corpse pieces under the sharp claws of the cute little white fox.

They fell to the ground and were scattered in the slightly wet mud in front of the tree, and then a strange scene happened.

The soil seemed to come alive. After sucking the blood from the ground, the soil became darker and darker, and then began to thrum quickly, like an active body that was moving spasmodically, swallowing up the corpse bit by bit.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

This towering bone tree seems to have grown a bit.

Before Suiyou could get over the great sadness, he saw the picture of his uncle's dead body again, and he was speechless.

Shu Ci did a few somersaults, his limbs landed firmly on the ground, and he licked his paws lazily.

Baili Anxing came over, kicked her butt, and said with a smile: "Just now you said it was unnecessary to save such a stranger, but now that he is in trouble, you take action faster than anyone else."

Shu Ci licked his paws, rolled his eyes, and said: "Since this little thing is your food, it must be protected well. He must stay and replenish your body. Only when your body is replenished and strong can you feed me."

It’s so full that you feel ecstatic.”

This bitch, after all, is for himself?!

Balian said angrily and amusedly: "You are a good boy."

Shu Ci licked the hair on his paws that had been blown by the wind until it was smooth and sticky, and said in a cold voice: "Now is not the time for small talk. These ghosts are probably going to wake up when this little guy screams.

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(I still owe a small chapter, I want to make it up tomorrow, but I’m going to my aunt’s house tomorrow for a New Year’s dinner. If nothing happens, I’ll add another small chapter for a double update the day after tomorrow. After the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there shouldn’t be so many things. Beibei doesn’t go out to keep healthy.

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