The Old Gods Are Whispering

Pale mist filled the Burial Forest, and a terrifying howl echoed in the silence.

With thirteen alchemy weapons on his back, Wan Tu walked carelessly in the mist, looked at the nine people scattered in front of him, held a walkie-talkie in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Report to the headquarters, the team has entered the living burial District · Burial Forest, the rescue operation has begun. No abnormalities have been found so far, and the report is complete."

Information from the Ancient God Realm cannot be transmitted to the real world.

Therefore, the headquarters he mentioned is the place where the Aether Association is stationed in the Qilin Immortal Palace.

That is, the city of dawn that has risen from the ground in the last week.

Although the Ancient God Realm is dangerous, it is not completely unsuitable for human habitation.

A place like the Burial Forest is named a singularity, an area that humans cannot overcome.

You can roam around here.

You can also take an adventure here and hunt for treasure.

But it is not suitable for large-scale human gatherings.

And in places outside the singularity, there will be many sublimators gathered together to form tribes.

Where there are people, there is demand, and thus business is born.

In the end, the special ecology of the ancient god world was formed.

"receive."

Chen Bojun's voice sounded: "Old Wan, be more restrained. Although they don't need to fight this time, don't make them too miserable. After all, they are all geniuses, so I still have a little heart."

"knew."

On the surface, Wantu readily agreed and hung up the phone.

The next moment, a crooked, frenzied smile appeared on his face.

Little bastard, wait to die!

Let's see how good you are!

As the chief instructor of the Omega sequence, he has a reason to dislike the group of little bastards.

After all, the people of their time all came from blood and fire, fought and roared on the battlefield, dragged their seriously injured bodies to fight in blood, carried the cold corpses of their brothers on their backs, rolled in the mud, sang around the bonfire, Several people share a bottle of secret medicine, share half of the military rations, live and die together, unite and love each other.

Looking at this group of young people now, they don't have the slightest intention of uniting as a group.

Free, undisciplined.

Disorganized and undisciplined.

Although this is also the fault of the president, due to the influence of her old man, the personal heroism style within the Ethernet Association has become much stronger, and many geniuses have emerged.

A genius can have a personality, but this team is a bit too outrageous!

The three members of the second echelon entered Asgard for the first time, and they were somewhat nervous.

You can scare them by farting.

The little princess herself is a lawless and incompetent monster. What I don't know is that she is here for tourism, looking here and there, jumping up and down, and yelling.

There is also that neurotic poisoner who picked many weird plants after entering Guicang 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 motherly greatness.

ill!

That Shuguang was also abnormal, she was obviously a nanny with no combat effectiveness, but she always rushed to the front of the team, pretending that she wanted to resist damage for the team and exercise her ability to fight and survive.

ill!

Nightmare is even more outrageous, he has to divination before he sneezes, 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 didn't have any self-consciousness to set an example. The first thing she did when she entered the Burial Forest was to take out bottles of skin care products from her backpack.

Sunscreen, insect-proof, moisture-proof, spray on the snow-white neck and arms.

Spraying wildly on those delicate and fair long legs again.

Ah Choo!

Gu Jianlin stared at the phone all the time, concentrating on studying the strategy file made by Lao Gu, and suddenly sneezed, raised his head in a daze, his eyes became quite confused.

The parrot yelled, "Li Zaiqian?"

Tang Ling held four bottles of spray in her hand, sprayed on the young man, and said lightly:

"Boys should protect themselves outside."

She paused: "I brought you in, and I will be responsible for you."

Gu Jianlinxin said that the place you are in charge of is a bit weird.

"Concentrate first and look for clues."

He looks around.

This place is not so much a dense forest as it is a tomb. Every crowned ancient tree is decayed, with ancient and strange lines all over it, like the marks scratched by a desperate person with his fingernails.

The leaves are also dry, as if they have been weathered for many years, they will shatter when touched.

There are also many strange vegetation growing in the jungle, such as piranhas with sharp teeth, fungi emitting a strange light like gems, and red dandelions, which disperse when the wind blows, and the broken flocs are like fireflies like flying.

There are countless skulls hanging from the crowned old trees, which is terrifying.

"These plants are scarce medicinal materials for alchemists, because this is a living burial area, and 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 sky light passed through the thick leaves, leaving a whirling tree shadow on her face: "Look at these skulls, it is said that the ancient gods have such a tradition that after defeating the enemy, they will keep The head of the enemy is taken as a trophy, and when he falls into a deep sleep, he hangs around the grave."

"These customs were later spread to the human world. There were also such traditions in the ancient tribal era. They firmly believed that by doing so, they could enslave the souls of those who were defeated."

A trace of mockery flashed in her eyes: "That is to make those souls become the army to protect him."

"However, the ancient gods don't have feudal superstitions, and there is a reason for them to do so."

Gu Jianlin said suddenly.

"Yes, this is actually a special ceremony."

Tang Ling became very serious: "That's why this place is called a living burial area. The things buried here should all be alive, and they will crawl out of the grave, 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 that crawled out of the coffin, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

But he is a person with emotional intelligence, and he still said: "Scared."

Tang Ling was silent for a second: "I didn't see it."

Gu Jianlin stood up, searched for the marks left on the ground, and asked casually, "Are you afraid of these things?"

Tang Ling said seriously, "I'm also a girl, so of course I have to be afraid."

Gu Jianlin: "..."

"Speaking of which, what were you looking at just now?"

Tang Linghu questioned.

It's not convenient for Gu Jianlin to answer this question, because he was reading his father's guide.

Although it is the file left by Lao Gu before his disappearance, and there is no detailed explanation about the interior of the Qilin Fairy Palace, it contains a lot of knowledge points, and its value is immeasurable.

At this moment, there was an exclamation in the distance!

"Good news, brothers and sisters!"

Shuguang said excitedly, "I seem to have stepped into a trap!"

After this guy entered the Burial Forest, he has been walking in the front, facing the gust of wind.

He prides himself on his thick flesh, resistance to beatings and breastfeeding, and it is the best choice to rush to the front and beat the thunder.

At this moment, Nightmare turned pale with fright, and rushed over with the crystal ball in her arms: "Impossible! I didn't find danger through divination!"

The poison master came over and glanced at his feet: "Are you sure you stepped on a trap?"

Everyone swarmed up and dug up the soft and damp soil on the ground.

However, when they saw what was at the foot of Dawn, everyone fell into silence.

A bottle of Nutrition Express that was drunk.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless.

This absurd scene happened in the ancient ruins, and there was a sense of dislocation in time and space.

But anyway, there is a subtle sense of reassurance in finding traces of human activity here.

Although I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend, at least the fear of loneliness has disappeared a little.

"This proves that there were people who came here before us. They may be the self-awakened ones who entered the fairy palace by mistake, but there is a high probability that they are other people who entered the fairy palace to open up wasteland. From the traces, it is very new, and it will not exceed a day."

Gu Jianlin leaned over and narrowed his eyes: "There should be other clues nearby."

Tang Ling said lightly: "When we entered the Burial Forest, we didn't find any traces of other people."

Suddenly, Nightmare's pupils turned white, and he stroked the crystal ball in his arms. After a while, he sneered and said, "The Burial Forest appeared nineteen hours ago. A team of more than ten people is well-equipped and well-trained. Without exception. They are all sublimators, and their spiritual concentration is not low, at least above the third to fourth level."

He added: "It's not the association, nor is it the missing Omega."

After speaking, he showed a provocative expression.

Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, he felt a strong sense of provocation from this man.

Tang Ling hesitated for a moment, then typed a message on the phone and handed it to him: "This may be my problem, because the results obtained by their divination team before are somewhat different from what you profiled. Relying on the Judgment Department, so I...couldn't hold back, and taunted."

Gu Jianlin was taken aback for a moment, this is really a kindred spirit.

Even the parrot's eyes lit up.

At this time, Ji Xiaoyu's shout came from not far away.

"Come and see, there is a grave here!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw an extremely flat black rock wall, with a huge human face protruding from it, like a desperate man roaring to the sky, covered with strange lines.

And at the bottom of the rock wall is a decaying ancient tree, and there is a person inlaid on the tree!

It was a naked person, with a rather young body, as if it had been integrated with an ancient tree, and its body was covered with twisted lines of bark. I don't know how many years it has been sleeping here, covered with dust, decayed and dry.

It is not clear whether it is male or female, but it has no hair and has a child's face.

Countless ghostly skulls hang down, eerie and terrifying.

The black soil is soft, and many ancient and dilapidated funerary objects are still buried.

Ji Xiaoyu stood beside this ancient tree, carefree, not afraid at all.

However, this scene is indeed a bit weird, and at first glance it looks extremely impactful.

Moreover, this unique burial method is also unheard of.

Nightmare reminded: "Be careful. There is an alchemy matrix in this tree, which 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 the ground for a moment, and found a broken shield fragment.

I closed my eyes and did some divination, and said with a frown, "I have a vague sense of the information left on the ancient relics from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The owner of this tomb should have died young, no more than twelve years old."

Everyone was surprised, this should be the person who broke into the Qilin Fairy Palace to seek the mystery of longevity for two thousand years.

"Wow, is this Cao Cao's tomb?"

Ji Xiaoyu looked very excited: "Didn't it mean that Cao Cao's body hasn't been found yet?"

Everyone: "..."

"Look carefully at this face."

Since this is a little princess, Nightmare resisted and said patiently: "This is the face of a child. Could Cao Cao be a child? Besides, if this is really Cao Cao, he will never let it go." If you are buried here like this, you will definitely break into the third floor of the Immortal Palace."

Ji Xiaoyu was not convinced: "What if this is Cao Cao from childhood?"

Nightmare's whole person had the expression of being struck by lightning.

Can this be a bit logical.

But in fact, from entering the Forest of Burial to the present, he has performed the best.

For some divination, everyone chose a relatively safe route.

And according to the results of divination, so as to find clues of missing persons.

Any sign of trouble will be divined in time.

While a cautious stream, it's not a bad thing at all.

From a distance, Gu Jianlin stared at the child in the tree, narrowing his eyes.

For him, this is really novel.

Everyone else has entered the Qilin Fairy Palace.

Only he came for the first time.

During this time, he spent most of it getting used to the world and digesting the knowledge left by his father.

Tang Ling glanced at him.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Jianlin asked casually.

"If you don't show it again, the two of us 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 Ci'an is, so his son will definitely not be bad, not to mention that you have already written about my great-grandfather, haven't you?"

Gu Jianlin smiled silently.

In the past half an hour, he has actually almost digested it.

Then, indeed, you can start.

He closed his eyes, recalling the knowledge left by his father in his mind.

Substitute the father's behavioral logic.

describe, outline.

When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a handsome middle-aged man in front of him.

It was as if a non-existent ghost stood by his side.

He has a three to seven point hairstyle, a cigarette in his mouth, and a hippie smile on his face.

Gu Ci'an.

A man imagined by him.

"This thing is called a tree burial. In modern terms, it can also be called Schrödinger's tree burial. People are still alive when buried in it, but not necessarily 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, only the power of the ancient gods can save him."

Gu Jianlin and Gu Ci'an said in unison: "Once the tree burial ceremony is carried out, the life and death of the person is unknown, and it probably took the blood of the ancient gods during its lifetime, but I don't know which level of the blood of the ancient gods. Maybe It is the ancestor, it may be the first ancestor, or it may be... a supreme being."

"Be careful, no one knows what the tree burial will turn him into."

They paused: "It's so rotten, it should be coming out soon."

Dead silence.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the young man at the back, astonished.

Of course, Gu Ci'an does not exist.

Only Gu Jianlin stood there alone.

And only his voice echoed in the silence.

What really amazes people is how does this guy know!

[ps: This chapter is 4,000 words, and I will write another 6,000-word chapter tonight, even if I make up for yesterday's update, it will be around 11:30. The group you have always wanted is also opened, under the profile~]