The forest of burial was filled with pale mist, and there were faint and terrifying howls echoing in the silence.
Wanwantu carried thirteen alchemy weapons on his back and walked carelessly in the fog. He looked at the nine people scattered in front of him. He held a walkie-talkie in his hand and said in a low voice: "Report to the headquarters, the team has entered the live burial." District·Burial Forest, the rescue operation has begun. No abnormalities have been found so far, the report is completed."
Information from the Ancient God Realm cannot be transmitted to the real world.
Therefore, the headquarters he was talking about was the headquarters of the Ether Association in Qilin Immortal Palace.
That is, the Auroville City that rose from the ground in the past week.
Although the Ancient God Realm is dangerous, it is not completely unsuitable for human habitation.
Places like the Forest of Burial are named singularities and are areas that humans cannot overcome.
You can make a living here.
You can also go on adventures and hunt for treasures here.
But this place is not suitable for large-scale gatherings of humans.
In places outside the singularity, there will be many sublimated people gathered together to form tribes.
Wherever there are people, there is demand, and therefore business is born.
In the end, the special ecology of the ancient god world was formed.
"receive."
Chen Bojun's voice sounded: "Lao Wan, be more restrained. Although they don't have to fight this time, don't make them suffer too much. After all, they are all geniuses, and they are still somewhat angry."
"knew."
Wan Tu agreed readily and hung up the phone.
The next moment, a broken, heart-rending smile appeared on his face.
Little bastard, wait for death!
Look how awesome you are!
As the chief instructor of the Omega Sequence, there is a reason why he dislikes these little brats.
After all, the people of their time had all come through blood and fire, fighting and roaring on the battlefield, dragging their seriously injured bodies to fight in blood, carrying the cold corpses of their brothers on their backs, rolling in the mud, and singing around the campfire. Several people share a bottle of secret medicine, share half of the military rations, live and die together, and unite and love each other.
Look at this group of young people now. They have no intention of uniting as a group.
Free and undisciplined.
Unorganized and undisciplined.
Although this is also the fault of the President, due to her influence, the personal heroism style within the Ether Association has become much stronger, and many geniuses have emerged.
Geniuses can have personalities, but this team is a little too outrageous!
The three people in the second echelon entered the fairy palace for the first time, and they were somewhat nervous.
You can scare them with just a fart.
The little princess herself is a lawless devil. What she doesn't know is that she is here for a trip. She looks here and there, jumps up and down, and yells.
There is also the insane poison master who picked many strange plants after entering the Guizang Forest. So far, he has been poisoned six times, and almost burped once.
Someone once asked her why she did this, and her answer was that she wanted to become a modern Shennong.
I have to say, I admire it.
Really great.
ill!
That Shuguang is not normal either. She is obviously a nanny with no fighting ability, but she always rushes to the front of the team. She claims that she wants to resist damage for the team and practice her resistance and survival ability.
ill!
The Dream Demon is even more outrageous. He has to predict everything before sneezing. He is too cautious.
ill!
As for the last two people, they are also seriously ill.
As the leader of the rescue team, Tang Ling had no sense of setting an example. The first thing she did when she entered the Forest of Burial was to take out bottles and jars of skin care products from her backpack.
Sunscreen, insect-proof, and moisture-proof, spray it on your snow-white neck and arms.
Then he squirted wildly on those long, delicate and fair legs.
Ah sneeze!
Gu Jianlin was always staring at his phone, studying the strategy file made by Lao Gu attentively. He suddenly sneezed and raised his head in confusion, his eyes becoming quite confused.
The parrot screamed: "Li Zaiqian is a god and demon?"
Tang Ling held four bottles of spray in her hand, sprayed it on the boy, and said calmly:
"Boys should protect themselves outside."
She paused: "I brought you in and will be responsible for you."
Gu Jianlinxin said that the place where you are responsible is a bit strange.
"Concentrate first and look for clues."
He looked around.
This place is more like a tomb than a dense forest. Every crowned ancient tree is decayed and covered with ancient and strange lines, like the traces scratched by a desperate man's fingernails.
The leaves are also dry, as if they have been weathered for many years and will break when touched.
There are also many strange vegetation growing in the jungle, including piranha with sharp teeth, fungi that emit a magical light like gems, and red dandelions that scatter when the wind blows, and the flakes resemble fireflies. Flying like.
There are countless skulls hanging on those crowned ancient trees, which is terrifying.
"These plants are scarce medicinal materials for alchemists, because this is a living burial area. Many ancient people or ancient gods are buried here, so many herbs with special effects will grow."
Tang Ling raised her head, and the dim skylight passed through the dense leaves, leaving a dancing shadow on her face: "Look at these skulls. Legend has it that the ancient gods have this tradition. After defeating the enemy, they will keep the enemy." His head was taken as a trophy and hung around the tomb after he fell into a deep sleep."
"These customs later spread to the human world. There was also such a tradition in ancient tribal times. They firmly believed that doing so could enslave the souls of those who were defeated in the war."
A trace of ridicule flashed in her eyes: "That is to make those souls become an army to protect him."
"However, the Ancient Gods are not superstitious. They do this for a reason."
Gu Jianlin said suddenly.
"Yes, this is actually a special ceremony."
Tang Ling became rarely serious: "That's why this place is called the living burial area. The things buried here should be alive, and they will crawl out of the graves, howling and trying to devour you."
Gu Jianlin hummed.
Tang Ling stared at him and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
Gu Jianlin thought to himself that he was the thing crawling out of the coffin, so what was there to be afraid of?
But he was an emotionally intelligent person and still said: "Be afraid."
Tang Ling was silent for a second: "I didn't see it."
Gu Jianlin stood up, searched for the traces left on the ground, and asked casually: "Are you afraid of these things?"
Tang Ling said seriously: "I am also a girl, so of course I have to be afraid."
Gu Jianlin: "..."
"Speaking of which, what were you watching just now?"
Tang Linghu asked.
It was not convenient for Gu Jianlin to answer this question because he was reading his father's guide.
Although it is a file left behind by Lao Gu before he disappeared, it does not contain detailed explanations about the inside of Qilin Immortal Palace, but it records a lot of knowledge points and its value is immeasurable.
At this moment, there was a scream in the distance!
"Good news, brothers and sisters!"
Shuguang said excitedly: "I seem to have stepped on a trap!"
After entering the Forest of Burial, this guy has been walking at the front, facing the strong wind.
He prides himself on being thick, able to withstand beatings, and able to breastfeed, so it’s best to rush ahead and weather thunder.
At this time, the dream demon was shocked and rushed over with the crystal ball in his arms: "Impossible! I didn't foresee any danger!"
The poison master came closer and glanced at his feet: "Are you sure you stepped on a trap?"
Everyone swarmed forward and dug up the soft and moist soil on the ground.
However, when they saw what was at Shuguang's feet, everyone fell into silence.
A bottle of Nutritional Express that was consumed by everyone.
Everyone looked at each other, speechless.
This absurd scene happened in ancient ruins, and it actually gave a sense of dislocation that time and space were intertwined.
But no matter what, there is a subtle sense of security in discovering traces of human activities here.
Although I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend, at least the fear of loneliness has subsided a little.
"This proves that someone has been here before us. They may be self-awakened people who accidentally entered the Immortal Palace, but there is a high probability that they are other people who entered the Immortal Palace to open up wasteland. Judging from the traces, it is very new and cannot be more than a day old."
Gu Jianlin came over and narrowed his eyes: "There should be other clues nearby."
Tang Ling said calmly: "When we entered the Forest of Burial, we didn't find any traces of other people."
Suddenly, the dream boy's eyes turned white, he stroked the crystal ball in his arms, and after a moment he sneered and said: "The Forest of Burial appeared nineteen hours ago, with a team of more than ten people, well-equipped and well-trained. No one The exceptions are all sublime ones, and their spiritual concentration is not low, at least above the third to fourth level."
He added: "Not affiliated with the association, nor the missing Omega."
After speaking, he showed a provocative expression.
Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, feeling a strong sense of provocation in this man.
Tang Ling hesitated for a moment, then typed a message on her phone and handed it to him: "This may be my problem, because the results of their divination team were different from what you profiled. And they memorized it. It relies on the Tribunal, so I... couldn't hold it back and started taunting."
Gu Jianlin was stunned for a moment, he was really a fellow-minded person.
Even the parrot's eyes lit up.
At this time, Ji Xiaoyu's shout came from not far away.
"Come and look, there's a tomb here!"
Everyone looked up and saw an extremely flat black rock wall with a huge human face protruding from it, as if a desperate person was looking up to the sky and roaring filial piety, with strange lines all over it.
And under the rock wall is a decayed ancient tree, with a person embedded in the tree!
It was a naked man with a rather young figure, as if he had blended into an ancient tree. His body was covered with twisted lines of bark. He had been sleeping here for who knows how many years, and was covered with dust, decay and dryness.
It was unclear whether it was a boy or a girl, but it had no hair and had the face of a child.
Countless skulls hung down, eerie and terrifying.
The black soil is soft, and there are many ancient and broken funerary objects buried there.
Ji Xiaoyu stood next to this ancient tree, carefree and not afraid at all.
However, this scene is indeed a bit strange, and it seems very shocking at first glance.
And this unique burial method is unheard of.
The Dream Demon reminded: "Be careful. There is an alchemical matrix in this tree that can block my divination. I don't know who this thing is. I don't know whether it is dead or alive. Don't approach it rashly."
He searched on the ground for a moment and found a broken shield fragment.
He closed his eyes and did some divination, frowned and said: "Antiquities from the late Eastern Han Dynasty, I vaguely sensed something from the remaining information on them. The owner of this tomb should have died in childhood, no more than twelve years old."
Everyone was surprised. This should be the person who broke into Qilin Immortal Palace for two thousand years to seek the mystery of immortality.
"Wow, is this Cao Cao's tomb?"
Ji Xiaoyu looked very excited: "Didn't you say that Cao Cao's body hasn't been found yet?"
Everyone: "..."
"Look carefully at this face."
Seeing that this was a little princess, the dream demon managed not to get angry, but said patiently: "This is the face of a child. Could Cao Cao be a child? Besides, if this was really Cao Cao, he would never If you are buried here like this, you will inevitably break into the third level of the Immortal Palace."
Ji Xiaoyu was unconvinced: "What if this is Cao Cao when he was a child?"
The dream demon had an expression as if he was struck by thunder.
Is there any logic to this?
But in fact, he has performed the best since entering the Forest of Burial until now.
In some divination, everyone chose a relatively safe route.
And according to the results of divination, we can find clues about the missing persons.
Any disturbance will be divined in time.
Although it is a cautious stream, this is not a bad thing at all.
Gu Jianlin stared at the child in the tree from a distance and narrowed his eyes.
It was really new to him.
Everyone else has entered Qilin Immortal Palace.
Only he was here for the first time.
He spent most of this time getting used to the world and digesting the knowledge left behind by his father.
Tang Ling glanced at him.
"What's wrong?"
Gu Jianlin asked casually.
"If you don't show off, our two positions will be replaced."
Tang Ling's expression was serious.
Gu Jianlin raised his eyebrows: "Then how do you know I'm not incompetent?"
Tang Ling didn't even think about it: "Because I've heard how powerful Professor Gu Cian is, so his son will definitely not be bad. What's more, you have already written about my great-grandfather, right?"
Gu Jianlin smiled silently.
In the past half hour, he had almost digested it.
Then, we can indeed start.
He closed his eyes and recalled the knowledge left by his father in his mind.
Substitute the father’s behavioral logic.
describe, outline.
When he opened his eyes again, a handsome middle-aged man seemed to appear in front of him.
It was as if a non-existent ghost was standing beside him.
He has a three-quarter haircut, a cigarette in his mouth, and a playful smile on his face.
Gu Cian.
A person created in his imagination.
"This thing is called a tree burial. In modern terms, it can also be called Schrödinger's tree burial. The person is still alive when buried in it, but that is not necessarily the case when the ceremony begins. This should be the son of a certain prince and nobleman in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. , because he has an incurable disease, and only the power of the ancient gods can save him."
Gu Jianlin and Gu Cian'an said in unison: "Once the tree burial ceremony is performed, the person's life or death is unknown, and most of them took the blood of the ancient gods before their death, but we don't know what level of the blood of the ancient gods it was. Maybe. It's an ancestor, maybe the first ancestor, or maybe... a supreme being."
"Be careful, no one knows what tree burial will turn him into."
They paused and said, "It's rotten to this extent. It should be coming out soon."
Dead silence.
Everyone turned to look at the young man at the back, astonished.
Of course, Gu Cian does not exist.
Gu Jianlin was the only one standing there.
His voice alone echoed in the silence.
What people are really shocked about is how this guy knows!
[PS: This chapter has 4,000 words. I will write another 6,000-word chapter tonight. Even if I make up for yesterday’s update, it will probably be around 11:30. The group you have always wanted is now open, under the introduction~]
