Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 677
Shen Yunfeng followed the sound and searched among the ruined walls, and finally found a snow-blue stone slab in the weeds as tall as half a person.

He bent down and pressed the back of his hand against the stone slab, and he felt a cold breath on the slate, rushing up along the back of his hand.

Shen Yunfeng shuddered all over, and took two steps back.

The snow-green slate hidden among the weeds was too weird, and the cold air coming from it made Shen Yunfeng even more uneasy.

In his ears, a whisper came again.

Like, whispering from under the Nine Netherworld.

Shen Yunfeng is now very sure that the strange whisper that has been lingering in his ears came from under the bluestone slab.

The area of ​​​​the bluestone slab can only accommodate two feet, and there are wild grasses as high as half a person growing around it.

Shen Yunfeng took advantage of the faint moonlight and walked to the bluestone again. After a moment's hesitation, he began to use both hands to pull out all the weeds around the bluestone.

As more and more weeds are pulled out, the area of ​​the bluestone slab is also constantly expanding.

After a cup of tea, Shen Yunfeng stopped.

He has already seen the edge of the bluestone slab.

I leaned down and cleaned away the floating soil around it, and found that it was a stone slab about the thickness of an adult's hand, with a length and width of about two meters.

At this time, not only was there a cold air on the bluestone slab, but the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees.

Inserting fingers into the ground to hold the stone slab, with a sudden force from the waist and abdomen, the blue stone slab was lifted up with a "huh".

The moment the bluestone slab was lifted from the ground, Shen Yunfeng couldn't help shivering again.

A dark hole was exposed under the bluestone slab, and bursts of biting cold air rushed out.

And the whispers became even clearer.

Move the stone slab aside, and the hole hidden below is completely exposed.

Shen Yunfeng took a few glances and walked into the cave.

The further you go in, the colder and more permeable the air inside the cave is, it doesn't look like the breath of the world at all.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly there was no road ahead.

Shen Yunfeng pushed forward, and found that what stood in front of him was a dark black stone slab like ice with extremely cold tentacles.

With a sharp push, the stone slab did not fall backwards, but slid in along the side.

It's like a sliding door.

Behind the "door", at a glance, the indescribable desolation, filled with a strong cold atmosphere, made Shen Yunfeng feel very uncomfortable.

The whispers became more and more urgent, as if they were in my ears but could not be seen.

Shen Yunfeng frowned, and stepped onto the barren and dead land in front of him.

There was no moonlight, no starlight, and no goal to follow. Shen Yunfeng could only judge whether he was going in the right direction based on the clarity of the whispers coming from his ears.

It can really be described as dark and dark.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shen Yunfeng stopped for a while, and glanced at a place far ahead.

There seemed to be some water vapor in the gusts of wind.

Shen Yunfeng continued to walk forward.

After about half a stick of incense, Shen Yunfeng saw a long black river tumbling in front of him from a distance.

And the gloomy atmosphere above the long river seems to be more intense.

The whispers became more and more urgent.

Moreover, there was a faint sound of whipping.

Shen Yunfeng subconsciously quickened his pace and walked towards the long river in the distance that was constantly surging and full of gloomy aura.

Walking to the bank, Shen Yunfeng found that the water of the Changhe River was as black as ink, and the soil on the bank was burnt yellow, with no trace of green.

After searching carefully, there was no life and nothing floating on the long river.

The long river is extremely wide, there is nothing to ride on, Shen Yunfeng only needs to walk up the long river.

The further you went up, the whispers in your ears became louder and louder, but it didn't sound like the whispers of a single person, but the whispers of thousands of people crowded together.

Gradually, Shen Yunfeng noticed that there were some round things floating up and down in the long, pitch-black river.

Shen Yunfeng took a hasty glance, quickened his pace and continued to walk up the long river.

Because he saw from a distance that a bridge-shaped shadow appeared in the diffuse black fog.

In the long river, there were screams and screams.

Countless hand-like things stretched out and were submerged again
The bridge-shaped shadow was getting closer and closer, and there were more and more screams and wailing sounds from the long river.

Shen Yunfeng walked faster and faster, and when he passed through the black mist and came to the bridge, he saw a scene that made his heart skip a beat: countless figures in sackcloth lined up quietly, waiting to pass by long bridge.

And in the middle of the long bridge, stood an old woman whose age was unclear, holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other. Whenever a shadow in sackcloth walked up to her, she would take the bowl handed over by the old woman and mechanically He drank the soup in the quick bowl, and then walked towards the other side of the long bridge without saying a word.

Shen Yunfeng walked slowly to the side of the long line, and those human figures in sackcloth also spotted Shen Yunfeng at this time, and they all looked at Shen Yunfeng with puzzled expressions.

Because the whispers were close to his ears, Shen Yunfeng didn't care about these expressionless eyes at all, and walked along the long line to find the person who led him to this strange place.

Just as Shen Yunfeng was looking for someone, a figure in sackcloth who had already stepped onto the steps of the Changhe noticed the commotion behind him.

He looked back twice, and soon found Shen Yunfeng walking outside the team.

The figure in sackcloth looked at Shen Yunfeng's back, and slowly frowned.

The line ahead of him was still moving slowly and methodically.

Every figure in sackcloth would stop in front of the old woman, take the bowl she handed over and drink the soup in it quickly before continuing to move forward.

Shen Yunfeng felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him on the long bridge behind him, so he subconsciously stopped and turned his head to look in the direction of the long bridge.

The sackclothed figures queuing up to the bridge were crowded together, Shen Yunfeng couldn't find the pair of eyes that "stared" at him, and the pair of eyes that had been staring at Shen Yunfeng had already seen Shen Yunfeng's appearance clearly when Shen Yunfeng turned his head.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the brows of the figure in linen furrowed together suddenly, before he couldn't breathe, they suddenly opened again.

Looking away from Shen Yunfeng's face, he searched among the linen crowd behind him.

Soon, he spotted a figure also wearing linen who avoided his eyes.

The figure in linen, whose mouth opened and closed, saw that he had been stared at by a pair of lights cast from the bridge, and knew that his secret had been exposed. He sighed secretly, hunched over and cupped his hands towards the figure in linen staring at him, using a strange expression. The voice said: "Master, you can't blame me. Hua Lingfeng forced me to do this."

The figure in sackcloth standing on the bridge took a deep look at the figure in sackcloth who bowed his hands to him, then suddenly got up and rushed towards Shen Yunfeng.

(End of this chapter)