The night is like water.
In the basement, Luo Yuan lay in his sleeping bag with his eyes closed.
Huang Jiahui tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so she simply stopped sleeping. She sat up from her sleeping bag and whispered: "You should say something, what's going on?"
Luo Yuan, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes: "Shh, don't talk. There's something going on."
Just as Huang Jiahui was about to ask what was going on, she heard some movement in the basement. She quickly held her breath, her heart pounding. The basement was pitch dark, and she was still in her sleeping bag, so she couldn't see what was happening outside.
It wasn't until Luo Yuan opened the sleeping bag that she saw a dark figure standing up from where everyone was sleeping behind the shelves. His movements were a little stiff and his steps were staggering. Such a strange scene in the dark made even Huang Jiahui feel chills on her back. Upright.
She covered her mouth tightly, her eyes flashing with fear.
Then she hurriedly took out her pistol, but was quickly stopped by Luo Yuan: "This is Ning Xiaoran, don't shoot."
Huang Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief, but Luo Yuan's next words made her almost scream again.
"She is controlled by something. Don't alarm her. Let's see where she goes?" Luo Yuan said calmly. Since he can't find the mutated creature, let's go fishing. As long as he follows Ning Xiaoran, he will find the culprit sooner or later.
Ning Xiaoran seemed to still be able to see in the dark. Even though she moved slowly, she could accurately avoid obstacles every time and walked towards the basement stairs step by step. Her heavy steps were particularly clear in the darkness.
"Hey, there's one more." Just when Ning Xiaoran was about to walk out of the basement, another figure stood up unsteadily, it was Huo Dong.
The entire basement seemed to be filled with a cold atmosphere, making people feel chilled all over. As the basement's baffle was opened by Ning Xiaoran at the front, figures one after another stood up staggeringly and walked out of the basement.
In the end, even Wang Shishi, who had been sleeping soundly before, was not spared. His eyes were empty and he stood up as if he was sleepwalking. Huang Jiahui was so frightened that he grabbed Luo Yuan with his hands.
Mystery is the scariest thing. Many people are not even afraid of bullets but are afraid of ghosts. This is the reason.
Luo Yuan quickly grabbed Wang Shishi's arm, remembering the way he woke Ning Xiaoran, and quickly stimulated her with his momentum. She screamed "ah" and woke up.
Her sleepy eyes were obviously still unclear. When she saw Luo Yuan and Huang Jiahui sitting in sleeping bags, she asked doubtfully: "Is it dawn outside? I just had a nightmare, which scared me to death!"
"It's not dawn yet, but don't sleep yet. It's very dangerous now. If any of you find someone asleep, wake her up immediately and wait for me to come back!" Luo Yuan said solemnly.
At this time, Master Wang finally thought of what Luo Yuan had said at dinner, and his face turned pale with fright, and he nodded desperately.
"Be careful!" Huang Jiahui said worriedly, knowing that she couldn't help.
"It's a little trouble, don't worry." Luo Yuan said easily, then picked up the sword and walked out of the tent.
Luo Yuan walked out of the villa, carefully followed the figures in front of him, and moved forward slowly.
He looked at his watch. It was already half past one in the evening. Because of the dark clouds, it was hard to see outside. However, the rain had stopped, the ground was wet, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
Although it was dark outside, it did not pose any hindrance to Luo Yuan. I don't know if it was due to his enhanced physical strength. As long as there was a little light, he could see things. What's more, he also had sensory assistance, no matter how dark it was. There is freedom of movement everywhere.
Several people staggered and staggered forward along a straight line. This road was vaguely the same road Ning Xiaoran walked during the day.
Several fluorescent mutant insects were flying in the air like will-o'-the-wisps, and bursts of commotion could be heard from time to time in the grass. However, none of the mutant beasts attacked the group of people in front of them. It seemed that they had a unique mark on their bodies. , so that these mutated beasts dare not approach.
It might have been ten minutes or half an hour, but they walked to the spot where Luo Yuan found Ning Xiaoran during the day, but they still didn't stop and continued walking forward.
At this time, Luo Yuan saw a faint figure suddenly appearing in the grass in the distance from the corner of his eye. She was wearing a dress and had long hair. Her figure seemed a little transparent. She seemed to have no weight at all, floating in the grass. Floating away, he clearly saw that her feet did not touch the ground at all and seemed to be flying.
His scalp exploded, a chill rose from his tailbone and spread throughout his body, and the aura on his body emanated involuntarily.
At this time, she seemed to feel Luo Yuan, and suddenly turned her head. Her transparent and sinister face had a strange beauty. She smiled strangely, but the smile had an unspeakable ferocity and terror, which chilled people's hearts.
Then just as suddenly as he appeared, he disappeared again.
Luo Yuan was shocked and looked around, but couldn't find her anywhere. She seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
"What's going on? What on earth is this?" Luo Yuan's face was solemn. He had always been an atheist, but the scene in front of him was beyond the scope of his understanding.
"Ghost? Evolver? Or simply the culprit for the disappearance of all the survivors in this community?"
Luo Yuan had never encountered such a situation before, and he was a little hesitant for a moment. He watched the people in front of him continue to move forward without being affected at all, gritted his teeth, and continued to follow.
A mist rose from the grass, making the surroundings even more eerie.
As we continue to move forward, there are more and more ghost-like things, like ghosts. In addition to people, there are also ghosts of mutant beasts floating around from time to time, but no ghosts come close. . It seemed like there was something about him that kept the ghosts from coming near.
Some of these ghosts have solid bodies, as if they were real, while others are dim and dull, as if they can be dispersed by a gust of wind.
The rich aroma in the air made him feel familiar and vaguely familiar.
He held the handle of the knife and walked forward step by step with a vigilant look on his face. He felt a familiar feeling around him and glanced left and right. He found that the nearby villa was the location of the villa he was planning to move into.
As if telepathic, he suddenly looked at the locust tree covering the villa.
The huge locust tree stood motionless in the darkness, and the fragrance it exuded was even stronger than during the day. Only then did he notice that this tree was astonishingly huge compared to other trees in the community, almost twice the size of other trees. Three times as big. Even in the apocalypse, this growth rate is obviously abnormal.
Moreover, he found that there seemed to be no mutated creatures around him. Everything seemed quiet. Even the common sounds of insects disappeared. It was too quiet.
He suddenly remembered an incident in high school. At that time, he lived at his grandmother's house in the countryside for a period of time. It was very remote and the transportation was not developed. Even in the 21st century, it was still the same as in the 1980s and 1990s.
Remember, there are no locust trees there, and any locust trees that exist will be cut down directly. Because according to the saying there, the ghost will live in the locust tree after death, making it impossible to reincarnate, so they call the locust tree a ghost tree. But he always scoffed and didn't believe it at all, thinking it was superstition.
But now that I have really seen a ghost, I have to believe it.
Nowadays, all creatures are mutating. Whether it is the mutated beast that looks very much like a dragon that we encountered before, or the huge orangutan that looks like a king, many creatures vaguely show the phenomenon of mythical creatures.
Even if the locust tree mutates to the point where ghosts can actually live in it, it's not unimaginable.
The surrounding fog is getting thicker and thicker, and it seems to be dancing constantly with life.
Seeing the few people getting closer and closer to the locust tree, and the ghosts nearby gradually getting denser, Luo Yuan felt that he could no longer drag on. He quickened his pace and soon caught up with the few people. He knocked on the back of the neck and knocked the few people away. As he fell to the ground, a sharp sound that was difficult to distinguish with the human ear suddenly rushed into his mind. His mind went blank for a moment, and he staggered for a moment, then immediately returned to normal.
Immediately, some signal seemed to be received, and countless ghosts rushed over like a tide, and the number turned out to be thousands.
He came back to his senses, sneered, and the aura from his body suddenly spread out. A mutated beast ghost with an almost transparent silhouette. Just as he wanted to get closer, he seemed to be blown by a strong wind. The body that was hit by the aura collapsed and turned into little bits. The starlight disappeared into the air.
Luo Yuan was a little unsure before, but now after seeing the effect of the momentum, he couldn't help but feel confident. These things are only meant to deal with ordinary people. To him, they are not even as good as some low-level mutant beasts.
Under the impact of the momentum, even those solid bodies could not hold on for long. The surface of the illusory bodies seemed to be blown by strong winds, producing fierce ripples. In the constant agitation, these illusory bodies quickly dimmed, and then they seemed to be full of energy. The gas balloon burst instantly.
Luo Yuan advanced step by step, his momentum getting stronger and stronger. With every step, a dozen or even dozens of ghosts burst into the air and turned into countless star points.
Several ghosts, which almost turned into human form, withstood the impact of the aura, floating from the ghosts to Luo Yuan. The influence of the aura on them seemed to be minimal. The ferocious and twisted faces exuded an eerie light in the darkness, and even the nearby air was darkened. The endless resentment of these ghosts was distorted and formed various illusions.
But as soon as these ghosts approached, they were instantly passed by several sudden sword lights.
The ghost's body suddenly paused, and for a moment there was an expression of relief on his face. Then he collapsed and exploded into countless light spots that seemed to be real.
Luo Yuan's body swayed and he felt dizzy. He found that just a few cuts had consumed one-tenth of his willpower. You must know that even if you cut it on the body of a blue-level mutant beast, you won't be able to consume that much.
In fact, whether it is novels, film and television works or Taoist classics, only souls with great resentment after death can form resentful spirits, and resentment is essentially will. Using the sword light formed by will to deal with ghosts is essentially a collision between wills. Either you die or I die, and the consumption is naturally shocking.
Although Luo Yuan's will seemed to be only thirteen points, and some soldiers who were struggling in life and death might be stronger than him, his will was highly condensed, like an iron block that was repeatedly beaten into a steel knife, with astonishing lethality. So much so that even a ghost with a stronger will than Luo Yuan would be killed by a knife under such a will.
Fortunately, the number of such ghosts was very small. Luo Yuan killed eight or nine, and they were all gone immediately, but his will was also greatly consumed.
Only a few minutes after the battle began, the ghosts gradually became sparse.
Just when Luo Yuan was breathing a sigh of relief, suddenly there seemed to be an earthquake of magnitude seven or eight on the ground. The whole earth shook, and loud rumbling noises sounded like muffled thunder. A nearby dangerous building full of cracks couldn't bear the shaking, and it crashed. The collapsed.
Luo Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't stand upright for a while.
"Not good!" His expression suddenly changed, and his body instinctively moved forward.
Almost at the same time, the ground seemed to explode, with large amounts of mud, rock and water splashing everywhere. The next moment, a thick, twisted black tree root rose from the ground and swept towards Luo Yuan.
This locust tree is obviously not only capable of raising and exorcising ghosts, it is also powerfully aggressive, and its attack is more concealed than the corrosive earthworm. If Luo Yuan hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been killed.
He dodged the attack, without looking back, and rushed directly towards the locust tree. His feet staggered forward, and his body moving at high speed knocked the surrounding grass to pieces.
Behind Luo Yuan, the ground kept making loud explosion-like noises, and tree roots one after another, like giant black whips pulled up from the ground, hit Luo Yuan one after another.
His body is as flexible as a civet cat, running and jumping. Under the influence of perception, he seems to predict the future every time. Often the attack has not yet arrived, and his body has already flexibly dodged it. Explosive power surged inside his body, as if filled with endless power. Thirteen points of physical strength was enough to sustain him in a longer battle.
The ground is full of skeletons, densely packed. As you get closer to the locust tree, there are more and more bones, almost covering the entire ground. Most people in the community will probably die at the hands of this locust tree.
Luo Yuan is indifferent by nature, at least rarely sympathetic to the life and death of strangers. But then he remembered the role of anger. Under the deliberate hypnosis, a surge of overwhelming anger suddenly arose in his heart, burning like a blazing flame.
The Zhanma Sword instantly lit up with a bright light, and then it covered the whole body, making it look as if even the body was starting to burn.
Although there is no intentional control, perhaps it is the use of subconscious control of the will, this layer of brilliance is slightly different from the light on the blade. It does not seem to have lethality, but defense. The surrounding weeds have not even come close to the body, and are covered by a wave of The invisible yet resilient force bounced away.
The ground kept shaking. At this time, the huge locust tree had stood up staggeringly. It looked like the tree man in Western legends. Even the center of the trunk had a vague shape of rough bark. face.