I saw him dig a piece of mud from the rock wall and throw it towards the old immortal, "snapping", just covering one of his eyes, turning into a one-eyed dragon.

Then, as if admiring his masterpiece, he threw his head at him, laughed, and danced like a drunken bat.

Lan Yutang thought that the old immortal would also use the mud to fight back, but the old immortal just wiped off the mud covering his eyes with his sleeve, and then, with a sigh, looked at Lan Yutang, and said:

Haha, little doll, don't you think it's strange, why do I kill so many people? Do you really think that we poison-loving monsters are two murderous old monsters, just like the legends outside?

The broken sword in Lan Yutang's hand still didn't stop.

He cut down the mud stones one by one and threw them aside, and then, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, he looked at the old immortal and shook his head.

I don't know what that means, whether it means that he doesn't think it's strange, or that he is not a monster who loves to kill as much as he lives, and then, as if he remembered something, he looked at the skeletons piled up together, and said:

Senior, don't you think it's strange, since the exits here are all secret, where did these people who were killed by you with poison come from?

Unable to die, he suddenly turned his claws into fists and slammed them into the mud that had been dug out, and after the fist, he could only hear a "boom" sound, and a large hole appeared in the stone wall.

And the mud that was shot up kept flying in all directions, like fireworks set off in a festival, splashing the three of them on the face, one body, and then, turned to look at Lan Yutang, and said with a smile: Hey, little doll, do you know where you came in?

Lan Yutang wiped the mud all over his body, and then spit out the mud that splashed into his mouth, and said: I only know that I met a few black-clothed puppets in the Qingyan Inn, and then, I was led to a broken temple in this valley by a few of their brothers, and then I was pushed into a hole in the ground by a green-clothed man.

Just when I thought I was dead, who knew that when I opened my eyes, I saw the rare treasures and the white bones of the forest all over the place.

Just when we were staggered by these white flowers, we heard the voices of the two of them, and then there they were.

couldn't die, patted the back of his head, like a child who had made a mistake and was a little shy, smiled at Lan Yutang, and said:

Hehe, let me tell you the truth, the alternating path of gold and jewels and white bones on the ground is just an illusion created by me and the old immortal ghost, just like those pure land of bliss and muddy land outside the cave.

My old immortal is based on detoxification and saving people, which represents the pure land of bliss in heaven, and the old immortal ghost thing takes pleasure in killing people with poison, so it represents the desolate and turbid soil from hell.

In my Pure Land of Bliss, you little doll is a money-grubbing like those laymen, but you are not exactly like them.

At least you confessed that you were fascinated by these treasures and that you fell off, so I made up my mind to save you.

At this point, I touched my temples, as if I had suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh, yes, do you remember whether your head came in first or your feet came in when you fell from it?"

As if he hadn't understood what he meant, Lan Yutang shook his head blankly and said, "Does this have anything to do with whether we can find an exit?"

I couldn't help but pick my mouth, as if I was thinking about something, I kept biting my long nails, and then, as if I was thinking hard, I scratched my scalp hard, and said with a smile: Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm just asking.

The old immortal scooped up a piece of mud and suddenly threw it at the face of the undead, covering one of his eyes as well.

Now he finally took revenge, and then, standing aside, covering his face with one sleeve, as if he was guarding against this undead counterattack at any time, he hid behind his sleeve and laughed, and said loudly: Haha, I'm digging here alone, you two are actually gossiping there, don't hurry up.

Death just wanted to fight back, but found that he had been prepared, so he glared at him fiercely, and then poured all his anger into his fist.

Then, he heard a loud "boom", and he immediately struck a bigger hole in the stone wall.

However, the three of them also got more mud on their bodies.

After these two fierce internal bombardments, the mud on the rock wall became softer, and it took no effort to dig up.

The three men were digging and attacking each other with mud.

And Lan Yutang also seemed to be infected by their happy mood at this time, and also joined their team, throwing mud at the old immortal for a while, and throwing mud at the dead for a while, and of course, his body was also bombarded by the mud from the double medicine slave into a sieve.

The water that came out of the mud and gravel was getting bigger and bigger.

It used to be like a trickling stream from a mountain stream, but now it has turned into a waterfall, gushing and rattling through the cracks in the mud and gravel.

Faintly, it seemed that a dull sound could be heard, like rolling thunder, roaring in the opposite stone wall, and like countless wild horses running.

Lan Yutang suddenly stopped the long sword in his hand, put his ear to the dirt and listened for a while, and then couldn't help frowning, and said to the old immortal: Senior, listen, what kind of sound is this? It's so loud? It's like it's about to knock down this stone wall.

The old immortal smiled and said: Haha, little doll, what sound do you care about him, in my opinion, the louder the better, the more violent the better.

I wish these sounds were like thunder, boom, and blow a big hole in this rock wall, and then we could get out of here.

I can't die, and I echoed: Hehe, yes, yes, if you blow the three of us out of this hellish Jizo at once, then it's enjoyable, swish, it's like riding a roller coaster, and it's on the ground, you say that's so hard.

The old immortal pointed to the whistling stone wall, and said with a smile: Haha, listen, these sounds don't look like crazy wild boars?

I couldn't die, but I shook my head, as if I was in the face, and kept inserting my hands in the mud, inserting it, and then, "poof", I inserted a big puddle of mud, just splashed my mouth, spit a few times, and said: Hehe, in my opinion, this sound is not like a crazy boar at all, but a crazy bison.

Old Immortal said: Haha, you old boy, do you have to raise the bar with me, I said this, do you have to say that to be happy, hum, I'm really too lazy to pay attention to you.

I can't die: Hehe, I really didn't expect that you old guy is so smart, you can even guess this, I can't convince you anymore, I just want to raise the bar with you, I just have to be angry with you, I just want to make your ** crooked to be happy, how about it?

Old Immortal Dao: Haha, if I am angry and don't die, then are you angry, is your ** going to be angry, haha, I'm not angry, I have to be angry with you, I not only want to make your ** angry, but also make your ** angry and fall down.