I fell to the ground.

My head is blank, what is it?

After a while, I got up and ran to the copper door.

I shouted a few times and tried to open the copper door, but nothing helped.

The door did not open again, and the chief of the road did not answer me.

I was completely embarrassed.

I can only go on, but the last cold face of the Dao chief has been in my mind.

Who is he?The road chief?Is it?Isn't it?

I have no idea at all.

I don't know how I walked through this dark passage in front of me, it was dark around me, I couldn't see anything, I could only walk with feeling, I could only walk in the direction of the wind.

I don’t know how many steps I’ve taken, fifty steps.One hundred steps?

I walked out of the passage, and there was a wasteland shrouded in red light in front of me, and the whole world had no color, no grass and wood, no animals, only bare mountains, and an inn with red lanterns.

The illusion?

Is this an illusion?

I can’t tell the difference between reality and illusion.

I crouched on the ground and grabbed a handful of sand, which was also dark red in color, a bit like the sand of a crater.

I was standing on a hill.

I came down from the hill, came to the inn, looked back, it was the wall, where I came out.

Have I left the grave?

Just when I was in doubt, the door of the inn opened a slit.

Through the door, I saw not a man, but a humanoid mouse half a meter high!

I was scared.

But who knew that the mouse was very human, and threw a contemptuous look at me.

It opened the door, and I saw it wearing an old bridegroom red robe with a dead windshield in its hand, and the eyes of a thief, very cold.

I thought what it wanted to do, was about to retreat, who knew it looked at me, spoke the language, and told me to go in.

I thought I was wrong, can this mouse still speak?Isn't that perfect?

Then he looked back at me and stopped waiting for me.

I was already panicked at this time, and the fine mouse was more difficult to deal with than the sharp ghost!

Just as I was standing up, the rats frowned and pointed behind me, saying that if I didn't go in again, I'd wait for them to be caught.

When I looked back, I was scared out of a cold sweat, the original empty mountain wall did not know when there were thousands of holes, from the inside constantly poured out of the dead body, those who ran fast, just ten steps away from me.

I dare not delay any longer, only hard scalp into the inn, only to enter, the door is closed, followed by the scratching sound of people's scalp.

I was afraid that the broken wooden door would be scratched by the corpse, who knew that the mouse's face calmly went to the back of the cashier, and said that don't worry, the whole inn was covered with Feng Shui Bureau, and it was not so easy for the dead bodies to come in.

I was relieved.

The inn has a total of three floors, hollowed out in the center, a bit similar to the style of the Dragon Gate Inn.

I am not sure what this inn is, but it is certain that it will not be people.The layout of the inn is the Yang Bureau, which gives people the feeling of pure yang on the whole, and pure yin, it is not suitable for people to live.

Generally suitable for people to live in the pattern of houses is yin and yang-conciliated layout, although I have also found some pure yin individuals in the inn, but these individuals are not integrated with the inn, that is, they are independent activities.

I don’t know what these pure bodies are, and there are a lot of them.

I looked around, and the rat spirit suddenly became impatient, pointing to the high chair in front of the cash register for me to sit down.

I sat down and asked where it was.

It did not return to me, but put a bowl in front of me, I don't know where to bring a fat stomach of the fine ear pottery pot, poured me a bowl of soup, while pouring back said, the world has three soups, a qionglu, two yellow soup, three Meng tea.

I see, the soup in the bowl is like the water of the Yellow River, is this the yellow soup?

The mouse saw my doubts, saying that Qiong Lu was born in Yaochi, drinking can be born chaotic, born of yin and yang, Meng tea produced in Huangquan, drinking can forget the previous life, these two, are not born people can be used, but this yellow soup, hidden in the veins of mountain essence, drink adjustable and yin and yang.

I looked at it, did I want to drink it?

Looking at the turbid yellow soup, I can't help but swallow the throat, who knows then the mouse essence came again, saying that I want to cross this pass, out of this water tomb, this bowl of yellow soup is indispensable.

I asked him why he helped me?

It made me drink the yellow soup first, and tell me when I finished.

I picked up the bowl, and drank it all over, and after drinking it, the mouse essence began to say it.

It turns out that this mouse essence and my ancestors still have a relationship.At the end of the year of Western Jin, the ancestors swam here, and saw the colorful clouds on the mountain head from far away, so the line was arranged, and this was the acupuncture point of Shenfeng dragon vein, because it was learned in this line, and it was a colorful emperor dragon vein that was rare for thousands of years, so I wanted to find out.

Come in and look at it, you find that it is a tomb of the living, at that time, the water tomb is newly built, the power is flourishing, the ancestors are trapped on the altar by the python, and when they are worried about the way out, a mouse helped him, and the mouse is the mouse essence in front of him.

The mouse said that it was not fully open at the time, but it could feel that there was an unusual atmosphere in the ancestors, which would betray the tomb and help the ancestors.

Later, the ancestors realized the sky machine in the process of exploring the tomb, and the mouse essence came here and told the mouse essence that it had a chance, but it needed to cultivate in this tomb for 1,700 years.

During this period, it only needs to do one thing, and that is to cook yellow soup.The ancestors gave the mouse a stump of the yellow, let it set up a pot to cook, and taught it a Feng Shui Bureau, taking the yin and yang of the tomb for fire, that is to say, the bowl of yellow soup I just drank was cooked for more than 1,700 years...

Oo.

Can I drink this soup?For seventeen hundred years, the air had spoiled.

The mouse smiled and said that it was none of its business, anyway, I had already drunk the soup, and the ancestors had called it here until my task was completed, and it could get out of here now.

I asked him where he was going?Don’t you want this inn?Why do you think I am the one he is waiting for?

The rat spirit suddenly came to me, and from its black eyes I saw myself: black and white eyes.

The mouse essence pulled the face back, the corners of the mouth, like people laughing, it said that the reason why I was the person who identified me as it was, because the ancestors left a game here, only the people who were in the flesh of the Guo family and the eyes of the yin and yang eyes could see it.

I asked him where the office was.

Who knows it jumped on the cash register, removed the lid of the fat belly pot, and held it on its hand, just as I was wondering, it suddenly threw the fat-bellied pot out.

I was scared!

Is this mouse sick?

However, the fat belly pot did not break, the pottery pot only landed, everything in front of it disappeared with the wind, where there is an inn?Where is the cash register?I’m going to be standing in a bunch of rocks.

Wait!

This is not a rock!

This is the long-lost family of our old family...