Those words echoing in the ear are very soft, and they will be ignored if they are not paying attention. The scene of the corpse cave was still in front of him, except that the big ghost's translucent pale fingers were attached to his hand, and a new game was started, Wu Rong would not be able to confirm the source of the sound for a while. Is it some kind of reappearance of the past, or the memory of the big ghost?

But what is certain is that it must be this simple snake game that triggers these.

The second game easily reached a four-digit high score. The big ghost's fingers are very nimble, and the little snake on the screen grows infinitely under his hands. This journey of eating food seems to be endless.

‘It’s amazing, you are worthy of being the master! '

The boy's voice sounded again, full of admiration: "You are omnipotent!"

'No one in this world is truly omnipotent. '

Wu Rong speculated that the owner of this voice might be Fu Qingnan. If the boy was Kukuka, he would be the only one who could be called a master. At first glance, Fu Qingnan's voice is not like Fu Qing's. Fu Qing's voice has a very recognizable sense of coldness, like a stream that has just thawed in a mountain in early spring. It is deserted and clear, without any emotion in it.

But Fu Qingnan's voice is different. Just listening to the voice, Wu Rong can outline in his mind the appearance of a Taoist priest who is handsome and undaunted in the face of danger. Every word and every word makes people unconsciously feel reliable. hero,

'I only know a thing or two. '

'I'm just a little bit of everything. '

Fu Qingnan's voice and Fu Qing's words merged together strangely, and Wu Rong suddenly realized that they were the same person at heart. Under the understatement of modesty, it is the self-confidence and bearing that can only be cultivated by a sect with strong strength and profound background.

One is the sky, and the other is the earth. The sky and the earth are infinite, and there are infinite mysteries, and it is difficult for ordinary people to explore the mysteries in their entire lives. Knowing a thing or two is a very high evaluation of a Taoist in Taoism, which means that he knows the world. If it was Fu Qingnan, it was just right to get this evaluation.

That is to say, Fu Qingnan once played a snake game with Kukuka, so after being polluted, Kukuka's obsession is still this?

Wu Rong always felt that there was something missing.

‘Oh, I’m stupid, and the one or two of the master is much better than me. '

The boy was a little frustrated: 'This is the highest number I have hit. '

‘Three hundred and sixty-five, this score is great. '

Fu Qingnan chuckled lightly: 'The feathered snake is that long. '

"Hiss hiss!"

The hiss of the snake spitting out the letter was close to his ears, and Wu Rong subconsciously looked around, as if the python spirit was coiled in front of him, voicing out the letter without resentment, looking at the screen of the phone angrily with his head raised. Kukuka's voice hesitated: "Three hundred and sixty-five... Is Quetzal so short?" '

Here we come, three hundred and sixty-five!

Wu Rong tensed up, and listened attentively. The ghost boy Kukuka's goal of 365 should come from here!

‘In Mexico there is a Pyramid of Feathered Serpents called the Pyramid of Kukulkan. It has a total of three hundred and sixty-four steps, plus the topmost Feathered Serpent Temple, a total of three hundred and sixty-five steps, symbolizing that there are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. After three hundred and sixty-five years, there is a new reincarnation, and the cycle repeats. The Feathered Serpent is 365 meters long and is also infinitely long. '

Repeatedly.

Wu Rong was stunned, he suddenly thought of the rebirth of so many people, could it also be regarded as some kind of cycle?

'So it is! '

The conversation between Kukuka and Fu Qingnan was still going on, and Kukuka said happily: "After three hundred and sixty-five days, we will be able to seal the Great Tiankeng." Grandmaster, do you want to come to my hometown? '

'She is beautiful, with meadows of gold and lakes of jewels, you will love it there! '

'it is good. '

Fu Qingnan's voice became softer and softer, so soft that Wu Rong had to concentrate fully to hear it, even so, it was intermittent and couldn't be heard clearly.

'...we...all...go back...'

What about the back, what are the words behind?

"call."

A wind-like sigh sounded, and Wu Rong, who was listening carefully, noticed that the big ghost's hand had disappeared. The game on the phone screen stayed on the death settlement interface of the last round, and under the word GAMEOVER was a score of 365 meters. There is also a very small 'leaderboard' module next to the scores. After playing so many rounds, Wu Rong discovered this for the first time.

He clicked on the leaderboard to look, and saw a series of neat scores, all of which were 365 points, which seemed extremely strange, and the users who reached this score were a string of garbled characters. An indistinct cold raving sound came from behind Wu Rong, as if he was muttering the word 'go back'. Wu Rong wasn't afraid. He swiped the leaderboard and found that the record stopped when it reached 57th place.

In 2085, Fu Qingnan led eight heroes from all over the world to sacrifice to seal the Great Tiankeng. This year is 2142.

Exactly fifty-seven years.

click.

The mobile phone suddenly broke into two halves, which was more serious than the cracking of the shell after the cold and hot, and it was completely rotten. After Wu Rong let go of his hands, the wreckage of the phone fell to the ground, but within a few seconds it turned into a pile of gray dust, with no parts left, and no one could recognize it as a phone. The negative aura left by the ghost boy resonated with the game and the big ghost, and only then did the past conversation just now reappear.

Wu Rong took out the stone slab he got from the depths of the corpse cave, and looked at it again, and the pictures on the stone slab showed different information. Wu Rong had always felt that the black line beside the child who was eaten alive by wild beasts, which represented the rope, was also torn into several knots by wild beasts, was too thick and too long. But now that I think about it, maybe it's not the rope.

Instead, it represents the python spirit.

If the painting on the slate is really a picture of the soul boy Kukuka being swallowed alive by wild beasts and being tortured repeatedly, then what is this slate? Where did it come from, and why did it appear in the corpse cave?

Why does it call itself again?

Who took the stone slab from the corpse cave in the previous life, could it be Tong Fuyuan?

The big ghost didn't respond to the stone slab, which made its origin even more confusing.

"Ding dong, ding ding ding dong."

At this moment, Wu Rong's cell phone rang suddenly. He paused as soon as he touched the mobile phone. From the mobile phone, Wu Rong felt a strong sense of sinister resentment. His mobile phone was the special mobile phone given to the federal special police by Zhou Xun. Even so, this ghostly call can still be made. Come in. Vicious and vicious, as if he would be cursed as long as he connected to the phone.

This is a call from a ghost, and the other party is still an extremely powerful person.

Wu Rong thought for a while, summoned the big ghost, and put the phone in his hand. It happened that the big ghost's hearing was completely unblocked, so it was okay to answer the phone.

The main reason was that Wu Rong wondered if it was the ghost boy Kukuka who called. If it was really him, the big ghost, as the remnant soul of Fu Qingnan, should be able to frighten him a little bit.

"beep-"

With a long beep, the big ghost answered the phone. The other party didn't speak, and there was only whistling wind, as if they were in a very empty cave. In the sound of the wind, there was a faint, indistinct, sinister raving, because the hands-free was not turned on, and it was hard to hear clearly.

What did you hear?

Wu Rong asked the big ghost with her heart, but she didn't expect the big ghost's free hand to reach into the phone the next moment!

Then Nan easily pulled out something from the phone, its shape was so weird that Wu Rong couldn't find an adjective for a while. The pale white thread is like a web made by a small spider, but the lines are thicker than the web, more like melted and drawn nougat. After the big ghost completely pulled the ball out of the phone, the wind stopped, and the white threads were also mixed together, forming an oval gray-white object slightly larger than the palm of your hand.

It looks like a mask, the kind you can buy online, and you can buy it in pure white and paint it yourself. The mask's eyes are hollowed out, and the corners of the mouth are turned down, making it look very painful. Look carefully at the white filaments that make up the mask, which are still wriggling like parasites, which is extremely evil and frightening.

This painful mask was relatively safe and motionless in Nan's hands, but when Nan threw it on the ground, the countless silk threads under the mask immediately branched out, as if thousands of little feet had grown out, flying like millipedes. Climb in the direction of Wu Rong. During the movements, the mask undulates like water waves, and the facial features squirm and open and close, as if they are alive!

—

"boom!"

Silver bullets tore through the air with a screeching sound. The people in the laboratory all looked solemn, staring at the place where the bullet passed through. A white mass of mucus, as large as a head, was smoking, giving off a smell similar to burnt protein. But just a minute later, its scorched black shell shattered, and fluffy white filaments spewed out like nascent hyphae, and quickly recondensed into the appearance of an oval-shaped pure white mask.

The radial torn bullet holes can still be seen between its 'eyes', but this does not hinder the movement of the mask.

boom!

The mask flew towards where the people were standing and slammed into the tempered glass hard. The white silk spread out flat, like a flattened, eerie and eerie face, staring at the people outside with covetousness and viciousness. That kind of madness and greed can make anyone's heart tremble.

After walking out of the laboratory, Major General Lu took off his mask, went out to make a phone call, and returned to the meeting room. He rubbed his face, his eyes were as sharp as ever, and he didn't feel tired after several days of sleepless nights.

"Now we are waiting for the reply from the Academy of Sciences."

"Chief, chief, is this really that thing?"

Chief Ge's voice trembled slightly, his eyes were straight, and he was still immersed in a certain horror, and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead: "Where did they come from, I mean, it has to do with the full moon wind and what happened last night Does it matter? Or we should invite Professor Tong—”

"Ge Zheng."

Major General Lu's serious tone made District Chief Ge stop for a moment. He looked around and found that all the people who could sit in the conference room were the backbone of Hongya Safety Zone. If Tong Fuyuan hadn't fallen ill suddenly, he would have a place in this case.

Because the nature of what is happening now is too bad and serious.

Tong Fuyuan is very good, how could he suddenly get sick.

Major General Lu's eyes were deep, and he emphasized in a more solemn tone: "Until the news from the Academy of Sciences is confirmed, this matter is absolutely confidential, and no disclosure is allowed. Deal with the media and the few students in the hospital well."

When he was speaking, Major General Lu deliberately used the ghost's ability to dispel the yin energy in the room, and everyone present looked better, but upon closer inspection, most of them were still pale, with erratic eyes, obviously everyone was in a state of anxiety.

It's not all their fault either. Even Major General Lu had never seen that white masked monster, he had only heard about it from his grandfather.

'People become ghosts after death, and people fear them when they see them. After the ghost dies, it becomes 聻 (jian four times), and the ghost is afraid of it. '

The gray-haired Marshal Lu is a veteran who has experienced the emergence of the seven tiankengs and the spiritual recovery of the world. He once showed Major General Lu the scar behind his ear. The linear scars looked like they had been scalded row by row with hot sweater needles, or they had been bitten by some kind of insect with sharp jointed limbs.

‘The first thing to crawl out of the Great Tiankeng was Di, we also call it the ghost mask. Look at the little ghosts now, each of them looks terribly powerful, but none of them can compare with Di. In order to stop them, we lost hundreds of thousands of soldiers. '

The old man sighed and shook his head with complicated emotions: 'The things in the Great Tiankeng are evil. '

After the seven tiankengs were sealed, all the monsters from the big tiankengs disappeared.

but now.

They seem to be quietly starting to recover.

After the meeting, Major General Lu was silent for a long time. Finally, he went outside and called Wu Rong.

Di most likely came out of the cracks in the Great Tiankeng. He needs to know where the cracks in the Great Tiankeng are in Hongya Safe Zone.

"Hey?"

The author has something to say:

Di: Huhu?

The big ghost dragged Di out of the phone.

Major General Lu: Hello?

The big ghost dragged Major General Lu out of the phone.

Major General Lu:? ? ?

May Kai Two Degrees