v2 Chapter 1665： Reentry Avenue Cemetery (1/2)

He has wisdom and confusion, and he discerns things with me, a hundred kinds of yang, a hundred kinds of yin, and turns into heaven and earth.

He sees no good, no evil, but only causes and effects, thousands of holy, thousands of demons, and let others say.

Gu Qingfeng had been running in the wilderness for a long time. He was very exhausted, both physically and mentally. He wanted to take this opportunity to have a beautiful sleep on the Xuantian ship. A familiar and unfamiliar voice brought into the land of imagination.

The vain land is still foggy, changing, changing, nothingness and ethereal.

This is obviously not only a place of imagination, but also a nightmare of original sin.

Since it is a nightmare.

The ancient breeze knew that he could not leave for a while.

Can't stand it.

He did not wander aimlessly in the original nightmare of sin as usual.

the reason is simple.

I was too lazy to move.

He was too lazy to move even in the nightmare.

He is so floating in the misty original sin nightmare, as if asleep in a dream, more like being integrated into this nightmare, changing with the change of nightmare.

I don't know how long it has floated, and how long the change has changed.

Suddenly.

The ancient breeze felt something wrong. When he returned to God, he found that he had come to a strange place.

There is still no sky and no earth here.

Is also foggy.

Unlike the False Land, this is not nothing, but there are many, many mountains, countless, one next to the other, everywhere, and each mountain has a mountain above it. At first glance, Like a tomb.

Do not!

This is the grave.

Laoshan is a tomb, and the mountain peak is a tombstone. Tombstones are carved with the tombs of immortal roads, tombs of magical roads, tombs of witchcraft, tombs of Buddha and so on.

Here is Avenue Cemetery.

The ancient breeze came once before.

I clearly remember that there is also a mysterious old man who claims to be the guardian in the Avenue Cemetery.

The ancient breeze looked around, and sure enough, on an avenue grave, he saw an old man holding a broom to clean the fallen leaves on the grave.

Last time when the ancient Qingfeng intruded inexplicably, the mysterious old man was indifferent and did not even lift his head. This time the ancient Qingfeng came again, the mysterious old man was still indifferent. He also did not lift his head. Someone breaks in like that.

”Old senior, meet again, don't come here.”

The ancient breeze came over and greeted the mysterious old man.

”Thank you for your concern, the old is very old.” The old man asked softly, ”I don't know if my friend is still good?”

”I am still the same, drinking a little wine every day, basking in the sun, life is not bad.”