Shen Luo was shocked and angry, but he gradually became unable to breathe. The miscellaneous books and classics he had read in the Chunqiu Temple in the past two years flashed through his mind. It seemed that he had seen this situation in that book before.
He gritted his teeth, used up the last bit of his strength to sit cross-legged, clasped his hands, and desperately practiced the Xiao Hua Yang Gong.
A warm current surged out from the dantian and quickly spread throughout the body. A faint red light seeped out from the neck, blurring the black handprint for a moment.
Shen Luo felt the force strangling his neck loosen, and he was immediately delighted.
But before he could do anything else, he heard another sudden and shrill scream in his ears, which made his eardrums tremble, his brain went blank, and the activation of Xiao Hua Yang Gong came to a halt.
Almost at the same time, the handprint on his neck became dark and deep again, and there was a loud whistling sound around him. A large ball of gray cold fog quickly poured out and swirled around him.
He felt as if his body was soaked in ice water, extremely cold. The little warmth in his body was of no help at all. His limbs instantly lost sensation and he was unable to move at all. At the same time, he once again felt difficulty breathing.
Shen Luo's heart sank to the deepest part, unable to rise again...
A loud "boom" sound!
Bean-sized rainstorms poured down, turning the entire mountain village into a swamp. In the white rain, a body lay motionless in the mud.
…
Amid the noisy sound of insects, Shen Luo slowly sat up, opened his eyes, and looked around blankly.
Narrow dirt roads, humid air, strong smell of grass and trees, overgrown ground, fog not far away...
"here it is… "
Shen Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously grabbed a handful of wet soil from the ground. After confirming that it was indeed the real thing, he couldn't help swallowing a few times.
"impossible… "
He threw away the dirt in his hands, quickly climbed up from the cold ground, and after quickly checking his surroundings, his face was full of horror.
"Is it really..."
Shen Luo stood there in confusion for a while, then looked up at the still dark sky and the crescent moon. He gritted his teeth and walked forward along the path.
When he saw the cultivated fields on both sides again, and the dim mountain village built on the mountain in the distance, especially the dim lights in the village, he stopped in a daze.
What on earth is going on... Back to the same place again
Did I really not die? Or was everything that just happened just a dream
Shen Luo also became a little confused.
He clearly remembered that he had appeared in this place before, and the scenery was exactly the same as what he saw now. However, not long after he entered the mountain village, he was...
Thinking of this, Shen Luo shuddered and hurriedly touched his throat. After finding that there was nothing unusual, he felt slightly relieved.
He is fine now, and what happened before should not be true.
But if it was a nightmare, it was too real. He really felt the fear of being so close to death.
Or was it not a dream at all? The black blood, the shrine, and the two handprints... No, something must be wrong!