Chapter 800: a stone bridge

The closer you get, the closer you get to the cold.
"It’s coming soon, it’s coming soon.
Wen Yihuan said.
The beard has been stunned.
Gao Ge turned his face and glanced at him, slightly frowning his brow.
At this time, the face of the beard is too bad, and the lips are frozen and purple.
So he simply took out another Yanzhu and handed it to the beard. This is the stock left after the last time I went to the snowy secret. The thing like Yanzhu is a treasure in the place, but in the snow. The secret world is everywhere, so it is worthless.
"This is..." There is some doubt in the beard.
"I ate it directly." Gao Ge said quietly.
The beard is very decisive to take the Yanzhu and send it to the entrance.
Under the Yanzhu belly, the high song immediately began to enter the power of the stars, otherwise the medicinal properties of Yan Zhu, can really toss the beard tossing to die, the feeling of being cooked, the song is now uncomfortable to think back.
After the solution of the excess drug, the face of the beard was also improved, and immediately realized that the song that Gao Ge had just given himself was a good thing, so he was grateful and just wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by a high song.
"Go back and talk, let's go."
"Good!" The beard was nodding his head and his eyes were still filled with tears.
Contrast, it is contrast!
He increasingly wanted to kill Song Yang.
More importantly, at this moment, he has secretly decided that his life is no longer his own, as long as the high song can be seen, he is ready to die at any time. If it was before, he would have felt that the so-called "death as a confidant" was a big joke, but now, he suddenly realized how correct this sentence is, how long does it take to know himself? Moreover, if you touch your conscience, you may have some use, but as long as you are willing to sing, you can borrow more talents from Song Yuan at any time. What do you think of yourself?
Even so, Gaoge is still willing to give himself the pearl that I don't know how precious.
Is this not enough to explain anything?
There is such a master,
Even if it is a fire, what else?
If you let Gaoge know his thoughts at this time, he will certainly feel speechless.
He just doesn't want to continue to delay the time...
After the beard showed that he would not have any problems, Wen Yihuan took the crowd and continued to walk forward, but for a long time he could hear the sound of the ticking.
Wen Yihuan was ecstatic and shouted in his mouth: "I am right, I am right..."
In fact, although Wen Yihuan has the ability, but it is certainly not an expert in the tomb of tombs. Entering the mausoleum is actually a kind of tempering for him. He can only continue to explore and slowly prove his theory with practice. This behavior is like a mathematician who has obtained the correct answer after a series of mathematical derivation formulas, resulting in deep satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.
Seeing that Wen Yihuan was so excited, Gao Ge’s heart also put down a big stone.
He also knows that Wen Yihuan is not as reliable in this respect as he imagined, but now, through the performance of Wen Yihuan, at least their inferences are correct and there is no useless work.
Because of the excitement, Wen Yihuan's footsteps also accelerated a lot. After head down through a narrow passage, you can see that a rock is dripping with water droplets, and a shallow puddle has been accumulated below.
"It's here!" Wen Yihuan turned his face and said to the singer. When he spoke, he seemed to dance a little. The look of the eyebrows was like a child who had been tested for a hundred percent. "You see, this dripping stone is dragon rock, and The water is cold and biting, and the reason why it feels cold here is also the reason."
Wen Yihuan said this, swallowed and continued: "As long as we find it, we can find the door, but it is relatively dangerous."
When I heard this, Tulong seemed to be somewhat incomprehensible.
"Since it is said that this is a living, why is it dangerous?"
Wen Yihuan glanced at him, coughed and said calmly: "Life is also dead, death is also a birth, here is the birth gate, but it is also a dead hole."
"..." Tulong looked awkward.
It’s better to go to the high song and the beard.
Wen Yihuan said tirelessly
Road: "This is a mausoleum. You can think of it as a yin house. The place where we live is called Yangzhai. You think, the place suitable for building a Yang house is definitely not suitable for a tomb. It is suitable for burying people. It is definitely not suitable for cover. The house, when you think about it, is easy to explain."
Gao Ge and others have indeed revealed the gods who have suddenly realized that it is probably because Wen Yihuan was also a teacher at Haicheng Xiuxian College before, so when explaining these things, I can always use the most popular sentences to say things as much as possible. It’s concise. Students at Haicheng Xiuxian College can understand, let alone they?
"A heavy mountain and a heavy danger, a heavy mysterious door a heavy day..." Wen Yihuan God said with a sigh of relief, still holding the compass left by his master, constantly pacing back and forth in a small space.
Gao Ge ordered a cigarette, and the fireworks flashed in the dark environment. When Wen Yihuan stopped, a cigarette had already been drawn to the cigarette butt.
"It's here." Wen Yihuan stepped on the soft soil under his feet and turned his face and said to Gao Ge. "Come here, you need to help me a favor."
"Kick you a kick?" Gao Ge laughed and moved forward.
"That's a step on this." Wen Yihuan's face showed a strange expression.
Gao Ge brows a wrinkle, always feel that something is wrong, but still do it step by step.
He is running the power of the stars in the body, pouring it on his right leg, and even if he is falling down, he will have a sense of weightlessness in the moment, and he will hear the unsatisfied smirk of Wen Yihuan, and wait until he falls to the ground. I heard Wen Yihuan say to Tulong and the beard and beard: "We can now jump down, sing, you avoid!"
Gao Ge: "..."
When Wen Yihuan jumped down, Gao Ge immediately went up and gave a foot.
"Cough, don't you feel very irritating?" Wen Yihuan patted the dust on his butt.
When he spoke, he looked around and suddenly found that there was a stone bridge not far away. Under the stone bridge, there was a small river.
"Found, here is the location to the ghosts..." Wen Yihuan touched his chin and looked at the stone bridge, his eyes as if he were enjoying a perfect piece of art.