The place mentioned by Wangyou was no stranger to Yu Huo. Before going to the abandoned nest, he had already heard about the wormhole.
In ordinary people's understanding, they believe that the abandoned nest is a place that connects the worlds of humans and ghosts, and is the only way to walk through the underworld of yin and yang. However, no one knows the existence of wormholes, and no one has confirmed that wormholes really exist.
Wangyou took out a photo. The photo captured only a narrow beam of light and did not expose anything else. Yu Huo picked up the photo and looked at it carefully before asking: "Wangyou, what do you mean? Where does the other end of the light lead to? Is it another world?"
Faced with Yu Huo's question, Wuyou had no way to answer, because judging from the information currently obtained by Fu Laozhuang, there was no conclusive evidence to explain what the light was and where it was at the other end.
But the news about the light of the wormhole spread like wildfire, and more and more people are paying attention to this magical light.
The reason why it is called magical is because it is said that in this wormhole, as long as you experience the bathing and baptism of this light, you can eliminate diseases, dissipate hardships, and scare away bad luck.
It is even said that it can bring the dying person back to life, and even more, it is said that it can merge the ghosts and ghosts who were separated from human flesh into one, and merge with water and milk.
Of course, this is the result of feudal superstitious thoughts and has no basis. It is extremely absurd to do so, but one thing is for sure, there must be some expert guidance behind this place that is so fascinating.
The purpose of creating such a mysterious character here is nothing more than to attract people who are at a low point in life due to illness, hardship or misfortune to join. Just like those pyramid schemes, the first step to confuse the public with lies is Forced brainwashing.
However, although Yu Huo said that he did not believe these exaggerated rumors, he could only catch the tiger's cubs if he did not enter the tiger's den. Whether the wormhole existed or not would be known once he found out.
"Wangyou, do you have the guts to walk up to me?"
Yu Huo suddenly said such a word, which caught Wangyou off guard. Yu Huo was half-dead now, so he could fear nothing, and he could even risk his life completely.
However, Wangyou has a mortal body, and even though he is now among the Twelve Guardians of the corpse-stitching lineage, deep in the dragon's pond and tiger's den, he is not as unscrupulous as Yu Huo, and cannot be as cool and unrestrained as Yu Huo.
But Yu Huo took the initiative to invite him. As a protector of the Corpse Sewing lineage, he was supposed to go through fire and water for his master, so there was no room for any hesitation.
"The master of the sect has spoken, and Wangyou will follow him to the death."
What Wangyou needs most at this time is to show his loyalty, but he is not the kind of person to pat his beard and walk away, so he continued: "However, the depth of this wormhole is unfathomable. Not to mention the insects and beasts, it is said that there are some unclean ones." There are things, and there is no dark lamp to guide the way, so we need to make more preparations."
Wangyou's concerns are not unreasonable, which shows that Wangyou is a wise man with both wisdom and courage, not a fool, and having such a protector in the Sewing Corpse lineage makes Yu Huo feel deeply relieved in his heart.
With him going together, Yu Huo became more confident and said with satisfaction: "You are right, some preparations need to be made, but the dark lantern cannot appear, otherwise, it will trigger another bloody storm. ."
The bloody storm in Yu Huo's mouth was caused by the dark lamp. The whereabouts of the dark lamp are unknown, but it is a good medicine to stop this bloody storm.
Wangyou naturally understands Yu Huo's good intentions, as a guardian of the corpse-stitching lineage. However, this trip to the wormhole is unlucky, and Wangyou is somewhat worried about Yu Huo's safety.
The Corpse Sewing lineage cannot be left without a master for a day. Once something goes wrong in Yu Huo, the Corpse Sewing lineage will inevitably face annihilation again. As a protector, he is just a code name. If he dies, there will be countless Wangyou Stand up to replace him and continue to write the legend of Twelve Sky Network for him.
"Master, what I mean is that you don't want to go on this trip. I'll find a few men to explore the way first. Once I figure it out, I'll come back and report to you as soon as possible."
In Wangyou's eyes, Yu Huo's safety trumps everything else. Wangyou wants to persuade Yu Huo so that Yu Huo can voluntarily give up this opportunity to personally take part in the danger. After all, there is a mystery behind the wormhole, and he may die in it at any time. .
"I know what you are worried about. I have planned the worst case scenario. There is no need to worry about me. Besides, I belong to the rat cat and have nine lives."
Yu Huo's words were meant to comfort Wangyou. The last time he tried his best to escape from the nest, he had already lost half his life. If he could come back alive, his seven souls and six souls would not be broken up. It's time to burn high incense.
Not every time I have such good luck, I was lucky last time, but this time it is not so easy to get through. After all, this is an unknown wormhole.
It was obvious that Wangyou's ideological work to persuade Yu Huo ended up in failure. As a last resort, Wangyou could only find a helper and said: "Master, this matter is related to the rise and fall of the honor and disgrace of the Corpse Sewing lineage. I want to at least let Wuhen and I will protect you."
Wuhen is also one of the twelve guardians of the corpse-stitching lineage, but he is independent and unwilling to make many friends. The dragon appears but never ends, and comes and goes without a trace. Few people know his true whereabouts. point.
This is why the name Wuhen was derived.
Yu Huo originally thought that there were too many people and the target was too big, which would easily lead to speculation from the outside world. Moreover, his current skin was too special and it was not suitable for outsiders to notice.
However, out of consideration for the unknown depths of the wormhole, bringing two people together could at least help each other in times of danger, so they agreed to Wuyou's request.
Wangyou and Wuhen are both the Twelve Guardians of the Corpse Sewing Lineage. Wangyou is responsible for collecting all the intelligence work required by the Corpse Sewing Lineage masters inside and outside. Bulaozhuang is the gathering place and dissemination place for the corpse stitching lineage. Pulse provides a steady stream of the latest intelligence and information that eliminates falsehoods and preserves the truth.
Wuhen is a silver needle maker in the corpse-sewing line. His unique craftsmanship allows every silver needle to be used to its full potential. It is precisely because of his silver needles that Sewing can The incense of corpse lineage continues.
Don't underestimate a small silver needle. Not only can it thread threads on a corpse, allowing the deceased to be reincarnated with a complete body, it is also a person who is in the line of sewing corpses. When walking around the world, it can be used in critical situations. A life-saving weapon at critical moments.
With these two people helping each other, Yu Huo's trip to the wormhole would be much easier.
After a day of secret preparation, on the night of the second day, the three of them left Jianghai and drove in the direction of the wormhole.
The three people only drove one off-road vehicle. On the one hand, the target range was small, and on the other hand, the road was far away. The three people could take turns driving, which could ensure everyone's sleep and energy.
After all, the danger of wormholes goes far beyond those in movies and TV shows. For the sake of special effects, some mutated giant spiders, mice, or crocodiles were deliberately captured to give the audience a better visual impact, and that's it.
What Yu Huo and the others need to face is most likely real death.
I don’t know how long I drove, but on the afternoon of the third day, I finally arrived at my destination.
In an ancient mountain village, there are few people and almost no human habitation. A few dilapidated adobe houses that look like they are about to collapse can be seen here and there. The moss-covered outer walls and courtyard walls are covered with man-high trees. Judging from the weeds, no one lives in these houses.
There were a few crows preening their feathers on the roof of the long-abandoned old house. When they saw someone approaching, they flapped their wings and flew away. They let out a few shrill screams, which made this originally suffocating mountain village. It suddenly became depressing.
The three of them, Yu Huo, all came from the corpse-stitching lineage and had seen more dead people than living people. This silent and slightly gloomy scene did not make them flinch.
"Wangyou, is this map in your hand correct?"
Wangyou held an old sheepskin map in his hand. He looked around at the surroundings from time to time, only to find that none of the coordinates marked on the map could be found here.
"It's here, it should be here. It's clearly marked on the map. I spent a lot of effort to buy this map from an expert with a lot of money."
Faced with Wuhen's doubts, Wangyou also started to get anxious with him, but judging from his hard-to-refute expression, this map was probably tricked by someone.
Seeing this, Wuhen became a little anxious. He took out his cell phone and was about to open the navigation, but found that there was no signal on his cell phone. He cursed at the useless place.
However, there is not even a soul in this old mountain village. The three major telecom operators have big faces and thick necks, so they will not build a signal tower here for no reason. It is normal for mobile phones to have no signal.
The mobile phone became a brick that could only tell the time. This made Wuhen, who was already a bit impatient, completely unable to sit still. He complained for a while and said: "Wangyou, what did you do? After preparing for a whole day, you didn't even get a map." Not done yet?”
With hindsight and hindsight, anyone can bury anyone, but calling them useless won’t solve the problem.
Yu Huo snatched the sheepskin map from Wangyou's hand. Apart from a few vaguely marked houses, there was nothing more valuable on it.
However, not far from a few houses, the location of a wormhole entrance was marked. Yu Huo raised his head and looked at the mountain col not far away, pointed at the deep mountains and said, "It should be in that direction."
When Yu Huo found the direction of the wormhole entrance, he discovered something strange under his feet. In this endless wilderness, there should be weeds all over the mountains and plains.
For some reason, there are scattered violet flowers here, dotting the overgrown ground, giving the dead place a little life.
But Yu Huo suddenly felt that something was wrong. There shouldn't be violets here.
Violets are cold-tolerant, not shade-tolerant, and are afraid of water. However, this place is extremely cold and close to water, so it is obviously not suitable for violets to grow.
This flower is not wild, it is naturally cultivated. So who is this person?
Hiding in this wilderness, what is your intention? Obviously it's not as simple as planting flowers.
What does this kind of flower person have to do with this wormhole?
Yu Huo's intuition told him that the danger was approaching step by step, and it was very close.
