It's not just this guy who hurts, at this time, the passengers on both sides feel the pain.
Halfway to Ghost Lake, I suddenly encountered such a weird painting style.
Passengers on both sides looked at each other with pity, they were both fallen in the end of the world...
And among them, Fang Zheng is the one who hurts the most.
But fortunately, the two boats missed each other in the end, and neither of the two sides rowed directly into each other. The human skin boatman turned his head and grinned sinisterly at the corpse fisherman, and rowed away gradually.
Next, the small wooden boat on the ghost lake continued to row to the depths of the ghost lake.
"I seem to smell gunpowder just now, did I miss something interesting?" Master Michelin asked gossip with a slightly excited voice.
Fangzheng's expression changed.
Although the other party had deliberately disguised his voice, he still heard a somewhat familiar feeling, and it really was the one who guarded himself.
Facing the gossip about this Michelin master, Fang Zheng didn't open his mouth to avoid exposing himself.
That girl, who hadn't heard her speak in two days of contact, seemed to have the same plan as Fang Zheng to avoid revealing her identity.
As for the other first passenger, it seemed that after this fright, he also lost the interest to speak for a while.
As a result, no one answered the questions of the Michelin masters.
"It's boring." Master Michelin was a little bored immediately, and then began to look at the ghost under the lake.
And when the boat finally landed, the first passenger made a quick stride and was the first to rush out of the boat, as if he was a step too late for fear of his life.
That girl was the second person to disembark.
After getting off the boat, it is also a world of thick white mist that quickly disappears on the shore.
Then there are Michelin Masters and Founder respectively.
When Fangzheng got off the boat, he first turned his head and glanced thoughtfully at the direction in which he killed the three kayak boatmen yesterday, then he also turned around and plunged into the world of white mist, following closely behind the people in front.
The Painted Gao family behind the skinned boatman obviously came prepared this time...
This time, Fangzheng gained experience, and he stopped following too closely. Suddenly, his field of vision widened, and Fangzheng had walked out of the foggy area.
There are still densely packed human head sacrifices, and the narrow passage is still buried by human heads and skulls...
"Huh?" Fangzheng's expression froze.
The few people who disembarked earlier than him were all blocked in front of the passage and did not enter immediately. Fangzheng glanced at it, and soon discovered that not only these few people stood still in front of the passage, there were already seven or eight people who had arrived first, but at this moment, they were all blocked in front of the passage and did not enter.
These people stood together, all in costumes and props, and those who didn't know it thought they were the elite squad of "militants".
But at this time, there are actually two groups of people, forming a three-way confrontation with the elite squad of "militants".
These two groups of people did not wear the costumes of the crew, but they both wore masks to hide their identities.
The mask worn by one party is a V-shaped masked man.
One side is the Clown Mask.
"It seems that the matter of the blessed land was confirmed yesterday, but it was leaked after all." Fang Zheng was not surprised by this.
Heart is under the kyte.
The blessed land has a lot to do with it, and everyone wants to monopolize the blessed land and all the resources. And the best way is today... to kill everyone and set up an ambush to attack everyone in advance.
It's just that there was more than one greedy person, and it was far from a single force who set up an ambush in advance. When it was discovered that there were other people who set up an ambush, a restraint was formed, and no one dared to act easily.
At this moment, the three parties are facing each other, and they are all blocked in front of the passage, and no one is willing to take a step back.
The movement of Fangzheng rushing out of the white mist suddenly attracted the three forces to turn their heads and look at it. Facing dozens of pairs of eyes, Fangzheng gathered himself together.
"Hey, V for Vendetta? Team Clown? Hi~ I'm a CS guy."
Fangzheng raised his palm to say hello, and then trotted into the ... CS elite team where the costumes were.
Hiss!
The three forces that were originally in a tense atmosphere suddenly felt a sore mouth.
This is designed to destroy serious formations, right
Good thing it's not from our V for Vendetta...
Fortunately, it's not from our Clown Team...
Wait, when did we become V for Vendetta
Peat! This product actually belongs to our CS elite team! A dozen or so people from the "militants" side of props and uniforms collectively blackened their faces.
Can someone be kicked
At this time, after the tense atmosphere slowed down, the three forces could no longer return to the previous chilling momentum, so after each elected a representative, they began a long negotiation, roaring, rolling up their sleeves to prepare for a grumpy fight, and then One party fights, continues to negotiate, continues to yell, continues to roll up its sleeves with a violent temper... After four or five times, the three parties finally reached a consensus.
In order to prevent each other from attacking each other, the three forces each sent one or two people through the narrow passage.
The people behind, also by analogy.
In this way, they can also form a mutual restraint effect.
After ten or twenty minutes, everyone passed through the narrow passage smoothly. Afterwards, almost everyone had a clear purpose and went straight to the direction of the only ancient temple standing in the ruined ancient city.
Sure enough, they all came straight to the spiritual energy in the ancient temple... Fangzheng's previous conjecture has been fulfilled at this moment.
A magnificent ancient temple, a large stone Buddha.
Still like yesterday, it has been standing for thousands of years. An evil Buddha held a three-meter sarcophagus in his left hand, and pinched out a strange seal with his right hand. With the palm facing up, a small sapling was growing vigorously on it. .
This is a huge stone Buddha like the big stone Buddha in Bashu, and the ancient temple is built as magnificent and ancient as the Titan Temple in the wilderness.
It can accommodate all three parties.
When Fangzheng and the big stone Buddha looked at each other in front of the main hall, the strange feeling of being stared at by greedy and evil eyes spread throughout his body like a creep.
When he lowered his head and stopped looking at him, the evil eyes disappeared again.
This is an evil Buddha.
Then, Fangzheng looked at the small sapling on the right palm of the evil Buddha. Fangzheng under the prop helmet was slightly surprised when he saw it.
The tree trunk, which was only a small baby's fist yesterday, is as thick as an adult's arm today, and now it is lush and lush.
Such a growth is too unusual... Just like the evil Buddha in front of him, it is weird.
The others obviously also noticed this detail, and they all gasped in surprise.
At this time, Fangzheng found that the clothes of the two people who disappeared mysteriously yesterday were still neatly stacked in place.
At this moment, some people couldn't wait to enter the ancient temple, and immediately sat cross-legged in meditation.
The second person, the third person...everyone entered the ancient temple and immediately sat down cross-legged.
"What a rich aura, today's aura is several times higher than yesterday's!" One person just entered the hall with an uncontrollably excited expression, and immediately sat down cross-legged and quickly shared the aura with the others.
(end of this chapter)