After replenishing their energy, Jiang You and Tang Butian walked up from the back of the rocky slope.

Visibility is getting lower and lower.

Jiang You took out an outdoor flashlight, and white light penetrated the darkness.

He glanced at the handheld GPS and saw that they were constantly approaching the coordinate point.

The road is getting harder and harder to walk.

Jiang You stepped in the water, and the water splashed into his ankle and soaked his socks.

He said: "It's a bit cold. It's dangerous to lose heat here."

Tang Butian's whole body remained dry and his steps were light.

Listening to Jiang You's heavy breathing, she asked: "Is this also a sense of ritual?"

"You also know that he is not professional, so I am quite satisfied that he can maintain his current stable status."

“What happens if it’s unstable?”

"You probably won't be happy to see it."

Tang Buyian was silent for a while.

Jiang You handed her a piece of chocolate, she took it, tore open the wrapping paper and took a bite.

The sound of rain filled my ears.

Walking forward in silence.

Blah blah blah...blah blah blah...

Water, tide...

Yellow muddy water slapped on her shoes.

Tang Butian stopped.

There was a fishy smell of earth and rotting corpses. She looked up and saw an earthy yellow tide rushing towards her from all directions.

The blade of the sword floats in the dark.

The tide rushing towards her was separated by an invisible force ten meters away from her body.

The sweetness of chocolate remains on the tip of the tongue.

"That smelly ditch."

Jiang You pulled down his hat.

The wooden knife flew out and slashed downwards, the tip of the knife crossing the water.

Split the water.

Heavy rain falls.

Washed away the stench.

Jiang You watched the wooden knife fly back to Tang Butian's hand.

In the light of the flashlight, a path appeared ahead.

Jiang You and Tang Butian looked at each other and walked forward along the path.

After walking forward for about a hundred or two hundred meters, there is a cave.

Walk in.

There is a stone platform in the cave.

"Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong probably found this place." Jiang Youyong looked at every corner of the cave.

Tang Butian walked to the stone platform.

"What's this?"

"Altar." Jiang You looked at the simple patterns on the stone platform.

"What about the spring water?"

"Probably down there," Jiang You walked around the altar. "It seems that it is a god that has been believed in. It has been given a name, symbols to symbolize it, and rituals. Perhaps in the beginning, it was indeed a

Clear spring."

"god?"

"Yes, it seems to have been sealed. If I guessed correctly, it should have been loosened three years ago when Chen Zikai jumped off the cliff and broke the seal. What a coincidence. The bone that Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong took away,

Should it be regarded as a magic weapon? I don’t know much about it..."

"Evil God?"

"uncertain."

"uncertain?"

"Good and evil, good and evil are meaningful to human beings," Jiang You stepped on the ground with his feet, "Dreaming about the divine spring..."

Tang Butian heard Jiang You's laughter.

"It has probably been sealed for too long. It gave the magic weapon to Fang Hongzhou and Yu Hong. It was probably expecting them to help it gather power, but in the end...but there are too many fools, so I can't say for sure..."

"What to do now?"

Jiang You pointed to a place casually, "Here, let's dig."

Tang Butian took two steps back.

The wooden knife was packed with energy and flew towards Jiang You's feet and penetrated the ground. Jiang You jumped back to avoid it. Then, a force came from the ground and exploded, causing mud particles to fly.

The ground is sinking downward.

The blade of the wooden knife was not stained by water and returned to Tang Butian's hand.

The smelly muddy water swirled and twisted into two strands, rolling towards Jiang You and Tang Butian respectively.

The wooden knife swung, and the muddy water opened its mouth and swallowed the wooden knife.

Tang Buyian raised his hand.

The muddy water spun faster, then suddenly solidified, broke into sections, and a piece of black bone fell to the ground.

The wooden knife flew back, and Tang Butian asked: "Is this the evil god?"

"Obviously not, it's the other half of the magic weapon." He bent down to pick up the bone, and with a frown on his face, he knocked it into a plastic bag, sealed it and threw it back into his backpack.

"What about it?"

The ground suddenly shook.

split.

"Run!" Jiang You ran past Tang Butian.

She followed.

She heard the sound of collapse coming from behind, mixed with the sound of rain.

She turned around and saw two huge blurry shadows covering the sky.

——

What a heavy rain.

Gray.

Walk.

Keep walking.

It's been a long, long time...

How long do we have to go...

He raised his head.

So dark.

There was only a little light on the raindrops.

When it is clear, you can see the long snow-capped mountains and the blue sky intersecting in a thin line.

Sunny...

A trace of rain fell on his palm.

wrapped around his wrist.

Raindrops fell on his body.

It's raining so hard.

The snow is so hard.
To be continued...