Mortal Prison Chapter 335: Evil Lake

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I stared at the old fox without saying a word, my eyes flickering, secretly trying to figure out the truth of his words.

It is definitely not a good thing. How can you expect it to be any good from a master who always says that he is going to die soon and will kill you if he doesn’t give you something?

Is this to test us?

I couldn't decide, so I chose silence.

"I'm going to die soon..."

The old fox spoke again.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I hurriedly said: "Okay, can you stop repeating this sentence over and over again? I think you are in good health. You have such a big appetite and you won't die in a while."

"Young man, you don't trust me."

The old fox's eyes were green and flickering. He stared at me almost without blinking and said softly: "I have seen too many things and I am going to die soon. I don't want much now, that's all." There are just a few things, the most disdainful thing is the intrigues. You can treat me as an elder and tell me anything you want. I may be able to give you some advice."

The elder is a ghost!

I cursed in my heart. This old fox was so hypocritical. He kept saying that he didn't care about intrigues, but in fact he never stopped trying to scare and threaten us. I really couldn't bear it, so I threw out two more bags of dried cow heads. Give it.

"Please, stop talking!"

I clasped my hands together and bowed to it again and again: "Eat quickly. When you are full, leave. The road is facing the sky. Let's each go to one side."

The old fox was indeed dissatisfied and kept chattering. Now that he got the dried meat, he immediately stopped talking and concentrated on eating it.

I felt deeply that I was off to a bad start. I had just entered the Black River Valley and met such a difficult old ghost!

"Oh, I think I know."

The old fox ate for a long time, then suddenly spoke, with a look of surprise on his face, and said softly: "I'm just wondering why you living people suddenly came to our land of the dead. No living people have come here for so many years. Okay, after thinking about it, it seems that only that kind of thing can allow you to do this, traveling thousands of miles and coming regardless of the danger."

I calmly held the Nine Dragon Sword tightly. The old fox seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact every word he said fell into my ears exactly. It was clear that he was talking to us. , it obviously has a guess in its mind, I am not sure of its intentions, and I am already ready to take action. As long as it dares to do anything strange, I will definitely kill it with thunder.

As it said, its vitality and blood are dry. I have been capturing its breath, and I basically concluded that even if this place suppresses me, I can still kill it, but I will not feel comfortable.

"Young people are so impatient. Now they want to take action against me. Can't you just let me die in peace? Am I so hated by people? God wants to kill me. I just met you and want to get close to you. , you are planning to kill me again."

The old fox kept chattering there without any self-awareness: "Actually, you don't have to be like this. I don't have many days left. Why are you still wasting so much effort? I can also tell you that what you are looking for is in the Lake of Evil Spirits. , you can reach it within a few miles of walking in the direction you are going now, but that thing is a sacred object, and it accidentally surfaced decades ago, and I became enlightened by seeing it."

I said nothing, secretly thinking about the truth of the old fox's words.

"Why do you tell us such an important thing?"

The soldier was carefree and asked directly: "Don't tell me that a few pieces of dried meat can win your friendship."

"You are a few thorns. You may make the things in the Evil Lake uncomfortable if you go in. If they are uncomfortable, I will be comfortable, because they make me uncomfortable."

The old fox worked hard to straighten his body and look like a trustworthy and loyal elder.

However, this is a fox. If you believe its lies, you will be sold to a brothel to beg for food.

I didn't object to it, I just smiled and said, "What's the matter? Is there any origin here?"

"We have a very big connection, and I have a hard time getting past them."

The old fox told us some old things.

The Holy Grail of Bones, a treasure that the evil spirits in the Black River Valley flock to, can increase wisdom and allow existences like them to transcend step by step.

However, all intelligent beings have a problem, that is, forming cliques and forming factions.

The treasure is the same, but there are many hills, and the black river valley is never peaceful.

The Holy Grail of Bones stays dormant in the Lake of Evil Spirits most of the time, and appears once a year. The evil spirits in the Lake of Evil Spirits are naturally those closest to the water, first come first. They huddle together, almost occupying the Holy Grail of Bones, and no other is allowed. The evil spirits are approaching, almost thinking that the Holy Grail of Bones is theirs. Anyone who touches the Holy Grail of Bones will be hunted down by the beings in the Lake of Evil Spirits immediately.

A long time ago, the old fox gained enlightenment after seeing the Holy Grail of Bones. The evil spirits in the Lake of Evil Spirits thought it had stolen something that belonged to them, and they have been fighting against it.

The old fox had a total of ten children, and almost all of them were killed by the beings in the Evil Spirit Lake. The only remaining grandson was beaten to death by someone outside, and he was truly cut off from all his descendants...

It went crazy, killed people, but was killed by God, and encountered strange things that only indescribable creatures would encounter.

Originally, its lifespan should be more than this. After all, it was at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period and could still fight against the strange for many years. However, it was attacked by the existence in the Evil Spirit Lake and lost half of its life. Since then, it has been dying. He aged rapidly and looked like this in the blink of an eye.

"Now I still have the strength to fight, but if one day I am too old to move, the end will be tragic, and they will make my death ugly."

The old fox said calmly: "In that case, then I will sell them, send a few thorns in, kill them, and get some interest first."

After listening to this, I probably believed this old fox. It was definitely impossible for him to tell the truth and hide something, but the hatred should be unmistakable. After a slight hesitation, I asked: "You should be considered the strongest in the world. A line of creatures, right? Even if you encounter indescribable creatures, you can still fight. How could all your descendants be killed in the heyday?"

“Evil Spirit Lake has occupied the sacred objects, and its overall strength is so strong that no other creature in the Black River Valley can resist it. They are huge in number, like a group of hooligans. Whenever I have trouble, they come out to sneak attack and kill me one after another. Heirs."

The old fox's eyes were blazing like will-o'-the-wisps, and he said: "When you go in, you must pay attention. There are too many of them. Moreover, the environment in Evil Spirit Lake is very special. It looks like water, but it is not water..."

At this point, the old fox seemed to sense something, and suddenly stood up and looked back.

Then, it quietly retreated into the darkness, and left without even finishing many words.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came from the heavy fog, and several people covered in blood stumbled towards us.

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