When I ran to the foot of the mountain, I could only vaguely see Feng Jun's back in front of me.
I first yelled at Feng Jun to ask him to stop.
As I expected, Feng Jun didn't stop at all, so I could only chase him forward even faster.
The vigilance in my heart has not diminished, but it is still more on the bowl, because I have already come to a conclusion when I observed the shape of Xinglong Mountain before.
There will be no evil holes on Xinglong Mountain, and there will be no luck.
The problem could only be the bowl!
Soon, I was able to catch up to at least a few hundred meters away. Before, I definitely wouldn't have been able to keep up with Feng Jun. He was an expert.
Ever since I swallowed the corpse pill and replenished twenty-five essences, my body was different from before. Feng Jun has always been in my sight and has not completely disappeared.
After chasing for another ten minutes, we were almost reaching the mountainside on the side of Xinglong Mountain.
Of course, there is no good land on this mountainside, let alone a dead place. Apart from worrying about Feng Jun himself, there can be no danger.
There are many trees on the mountainside, and Feng Jun's figure disappears here...
When I chased him to the place where he disappeared, my heart sank a lot.
It's so quiet here, so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat pounding.
As I listened carefully, I heard a slight noise, as if someone was digging in the soil.
My heart skipped a beat, and something suddenly occurred to me.
Feng Jun is digging the soil?
I looked solemn and walked quickly towards the direction of the sound.
The voice was very obvious and there was no concealment, but within a minute or two I found Feng Jun.
There is a small clearing between the dense trees. The color of the mud in this clearing is clearly different from that of the surroundings.
Normal soil is yellow mud, but this piece is dark red, and the soil is moist, but it looks inexplicably restless.
Feng Jun was kneeling on the ground. He looked very sluggish. He was holding soil into the copper bowl. His movements were extremely slow, and he could only bring out a little bit of soil with each stroke.
The copper bowl was less than half filled with red clay.
I was going to wake up Feng Jun and take him down the mountain.
But a thought suddenly came to my mind, and I backed away a little and stopped getting closer to Feng Jun.
There is something wrong with the copper bowl, and there is something wrong with Mr. Qi.
If I hold the copper bowl, am I the one going up the mountain now?
Now I don’t know why Feng Jun took the bowl. His actions at this moment replaced me by mistake.
It is definitely impossible for Feng Jun to go down the mountain safely after loading the soil. What does Mr. Qi... want to do?
I touched the position of my Yima bone, and I was afraid that this was the reason for the change in my appearance.
But now I feel it, and my Yima bones are already normal.
The sparse sound lasted for several minutes, and Feng Jun finally filled a copper bowl, and the red soil even piled up and stood out.
Feng Jun picked up the bowl, his movements slightly stiff, and continued walking forward.
I came to my senses and followed cautiously forward.
At this moment, I already know that Feng Jun is in trouble, and the copper bowl makes him trouble.
As long as I keep an eye on what is happening now, I will know what Mr. Qi wants to do to me. If there is danger, I will have time to save Feng Jun.
And now I can also conclude that there is something wrong with Mr. Qi!
No matter what method he uses to steal life and longevity, as long as he is restrained first, more trouble can be avoided.
In my thoughts, I followed Feng Jun out for at least a hundred meters, and some banana trees, bamboo forests, and these heavily shaded trees began to appear in the dense forest.
There are also a lot more grave mounds around. These mounds have not been taken care of with special care, and many of them have dead grass growing on them.
Soon, another small earthen house appeared in sight.
Feng Jun came to the front of the earthen house and suddenly knelt down.
This mud house is not big, the tiles on the eaves are tattered, and the door looks very old.
My heart sank deeper.
Is there a house here, is there anyone living there?
I hid even more carefully. Feng Jun ignored me, but I couldn't let others find out...
Especially the people in this room are definitely not easy to get along with...
Feng Jun placed the bowl in front of the threshold. He suddenly raised his hand, his movements were particularly mechanical, and he put his fingers into his mouth and bit it hard.
Just this movement makes me feel raw.
There was so much dirt on his hands that it covered his mouth. Blood was pouring out quickly. There was a lot of blood on his cheeks, and he finally put his fingers on the copper bowl.
The blood was like a broken bead curtain, pouring into the red soil.
The soil becomes moister and more scarlet...
Under the moonlight, it looks even more penetrating.
After a while, the blood flow was no longer so fast.
Suddenly, there was a soft creaking sound, and the old wooden door was suddenly opened a gap.
A dry hand stretched out.
This really shocked me!
The hand was like dry wood, and it was trembling slightly when it grasped the copper bowl.
The next moment, he jerked his hand back!
With a whoosh, the copper bowl was pulled into the house door, and the wooden door slammed shut.
In just a few seconds, the door suddenly opened!
It was as if the person inside was extremely angry and slammed the door open.
There was a brief dark shadow at first, and as the moonlight poured in, the people inside came out.
Standing on the threshold was also an old man. His face was haggard, and a lot of hair on his head had fallen out, making him almost bald.
A pair of eyes bulged and opened extremely wide.
I hid in the dark and just looked at his face. I felt that his face was very fierce. It was not just the skin and flesh, but also the bones.
He was holding a copper bowl in one hand, and his mouth was dirty, as if he had just eaten dirt in the bowl?
At this moment, he grabbed another handful in the bowl with his other hand and filled his mouth.
"Haha!" The old man spat out disgustingly. His voice was like a drake's voice squeezing out from the crack of the door. It was particularly unpleasant.
"Such unpalatable Shoutu, your blood stinks, boy." The old man cursed and shouted at Feng Jun.
Feng Jun still looked stupid at first.
But after a few seconds, he seemed to wake up a little. He looked at his hands tremblingly and tried to get up from the ground again.
The old man suddenly raised his leg and kicked Feng Jun hard in the chest.
Feng Jun screamed in pain and was kicked so hard that he fell over.
With a bang, he fell to the ground with his face facing the sky.
I still didn't move. Feng Jun was very skilled. Now that he was awake, how could he be beaten by such an old man and be unable to fight back.
But the next moment, my heart became even more chilly.
Because Feng Jun’s appearance changed...
The black energy was stagnant in the Yintang area, and there was black energy flowing in the cheekbones. The black energy gathered in the middle of the person and was pouring into his mouth.
This old man is stealing his life!
The old man tried to take another bite of the longevity soil in the copper bowl. He retched and suddenly said to Feng Jun coldly: "Are you not a Feng Shui master? The longevity soil of a Feng Shui master is not so hard to swallow."
Feng Jun on the ground was tremblingly trying to get up. Although there was fear in his eyes, he was more frightened and angry.
He pulled his neck and cursed: "I am your Grandpa Feng, old man, I will kill you!" During this period, his expression became even weaker.
I feel like I understand something.
The old man suddenly smiled cruelly and said, "Kill me? Do you know that you are about to die?"
