After hearing Fang Zheng's words, the bald beast fell into a brief silence.
He seems to be thinking.
It seemed that he also thought that Fang Zheng's words made sense, and was moved by Fang Zheng's words.
However, the beast did not think of Fang Zheng's identity as the "last witch hunter", the international dark horse.
Because no one has seen Fangzheng's front face so far.
So it was normal for him not to think of it at first.
"If you lack teammates, why don't we form a team together in the ruins, and I'll go find that ruined corpse house with you." Beast raised his head, with a serious expression, and looked at Fangzheng solemnly.
The blessed land is called a relic in the West.
"Your words make sense. As soon as we entered the ruins, we came across this abandoned temple, and then everyone went to find the corpse house. All of this must not be accidental, and there must be some connection."
"Two people together are always safer than one person acting alone."
Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng directly rejected Beast's request to form a team.
The reason for the refusal is simple, he doesn't like to carry burdens.
The beast's chest felt tight. This was really a refusal that hurt people's self-esteem.
After all, I am also a master among practitioners, so you can't take care of the face of a master.
…
Next, Fangzheng didn't stay in this mountain temple anymore, but set off on his way immediately, so as not to be late, and all the treasures in the blessed land were hollowed out, and he couldn't even drink soup.
With Fangzheng's current physique, he hurried down the road at full speed, and his footsteps were very fast. But because of the invisible shadows in the fog, he couldn't let go of his speed completely, but even so, his speed was still much faster than ordinary people.
Just like that, Fangzheng bypassed the ghostly shadows in the fog, and got farther and farther away from the old temple in the deep mountains behind him. Hearing an unusual noise, Fangzheng's body stopped.
All about...
Like the sound of human footsteps.
The footsteps gradually moved away, but did not approach Fangzheng.
Fangzheng pondered for a while, then his body flashed like the shadow of a leopard, and he chased in the direction of the footsteps.
After traveling for a long time, I didn't meet a single person. The footsteps I heard just now were probably cursed by the beasts, and maybe their companions who were looking for the corpse house. It's rare to find a clue, Fangzheng just let it go.
A few minutes later, Fangzheng finally caught up with the owner of the footsteps, and through the mist, he could see a black figure behind the mist from a distance.
But when he got closer to see clearly, Fangzheng's eyes sank.
Behind that person, a bloody shackle was attached to a woman with long black hair covering her face and a blood-stained skirt.
That woman is obviously the crazy woman who built the corpse house.
Just at this moment, there were more footsteps coming from the side of the figure, and more shadowy figures approached behind the fog.
One, two, three...
More and more people came from all directions, without exception, and behind each of them was a blood-stained woman with black hair and face covered by bloody shackles.
Fang Zheng immediately frowned.
If a person is followed by a gloomy woman, it doesn't feel like anything. When five or six people, or a dozen people, are followed by the same gloomy woman, the scene is no longer horrifying, it's so weird that it can be described.
At this moment, Fangzheng still didn't understand that these people were all under the same curse.
But what Fangzheng is most concerned about is not this, but that these people come from all directions, not from the same direction. It seems that there may be more than one old temple in the deep mountain, as long as people who enter the blessed land, all of them will encounter the old temple in the deep mountain.
In short, whether it is him or others, it is not by accident that they encounter the old temple in the deep mountain, but they will inevitably encounter it!
It was as if the old temple had come to life and was actively looking for living people!
At this time, more people appeared in Fangzheng's sight, dozens of people, hundreds of people, all followed by a gloomy woman, walked past Fangzheng, and disappeared behind the mist.
From a close distance, Fangzheng could also see the faces of these people clearly. They were very pale, with empty eyes, no focus, and no anger at all.
The walking dead!
These four words came to Fangzheng's mind.
Along the way, there were more and more people who looked like walking corpses. Fang Zheng immediately cheered up. He knew that he should be approaching the corpse house soon.
After about ten minutes, Fangzheng saw a larger team. The crowd had expanded to hundreds of people, and one person could be bumped into within a few meters.
Behind everyone was a gloomy woman in a blood-colored skirt.
But as he followed, Fangzheng found that there were fewer and fewer people in the fog in front of him, and they all disappeared for no reason.
It wasn't until Fangzheng cautiously followed one of them at close range that he discovered the truth. Those people all disappeared after stepping on a hill, as if the hill was just a cover-up.
There is another world in the mountain bag.
However!
Standing on the mountain bag, Fangzheng realized that it was not some kind of blindfold, but, it was indeed a mountain bag.
But those who were cursed obviously disappeared after stepping on the mountain bag.
Fangzheng frowned, he withdrew from the mountain bag, and began to look around the mountain bag, but found nothing unusual. Finally, he climbed up a nearby high mountain, looked at the bare hillock slightly raised under his feet, and let out a little surprise in his mouth, how did he feel that this hillock...was more like a graveyard
Fangzheng didn't know why, looking at the mountain bag under his feet, the strange idea of a grave bag suddenly popped up in his mind, because he felt that this bare mountain bag was very similar to a grave bag.
Fangzheng was pondering, and he began to carefully observe the surrounding mountains and rivers. This observation, he really discovered some small details.
Fangzheng discovered that the cliffs of the surrounding mountains had cracked and collapsed, but the age was too long, and if he didn't pay attention to observe, he might not be able to see the difference.
Looking down at the mountain from a high place, Fangzheng thought, this mountain should be the mud and rocks washed down by several mountains in the past when there was a serious mudslide or earthquake, and finally formed the mountain in front of him.
At this time, behind the fog at the foot of the mountain, a voice came from speaking.
It turned out to be a priest with an Asian face, followed by a few Japanese ninjas. These people were not followed by a group of gloomy and bloody women, they were normal people.
I don't know what one of the Japanese ninjas said to the priest. Fangzheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw that these people, like those who had been cursed, stepped on the mountain and disappeared.
So here comes the problem, Fangzheng can't understand Japanese
He only knows the few sentences in the short movie.
(end of this chapter)