Lu Jing and the two of them naturally would not object to the original proposal. They came here to find out everything and solve this abnormal incident.
If you want to find out the truth, you must first find the entry point.
Knowing the cause and effect from Fang Luo's mouth, and joining such a seemingly uncomplicated character like Yuan Buwei, Lu Jing's confidence has greatly increased.
She deduced based on her experience: "If everything is true, then that pocket altar should be the key to the mutation, most likely a sealed item. Even if not, it has a lot to do with the sealed item A deep relationship is right."
"...dreams are projections of reality. As long as you find the projection of the altar in Zhenxi Village in the dream, or the magic stick from outside, maybe everything will be solved." Ayu continued her words for the second time He said, "It's a haunted place at night, we can go there during the day."
Several people gathered in the cave, as if holding a small parliament, speaking one after another. Come clockwise, it's your turn, right? Fang Luo, who was next to A Yu and was still tied to the wall, opened his eyes and was about to say, "Me too..." Thinking so.
He was eager to participate, but he saw the gazes of the two of them passing over him almost at the same time, and they went straight to the last person, as if they were asking:
"Yun An, what do you think?"
Fang Luo who was ignored: "...?"
The cave was very dark, so it wasn't because he was sitting at the entrance of the cave a little far away from a few people, and the hazy moonlight gently seeped in, dyeing his face a frosty color.
Although he doesn't talk much, he has a strong sense of presence, as if he always has an aura of calmness in his body. People? Unknowingly lowered their posture and couldn't help but obey his words.
How many people haven't realized that even if they just met him for the first time, they subconsciously have a slight respect for him, and at this time they even subconsciously want to ask for his opinion.
Why not? Leaning lazily on the mountain wall, he blinked his eyes lightly: "Since everyone said so, of course I have no objection. Then, let's go together."
It was rare to be emotionally aroused temporarily, but was ignored again, Fang Luo, who was included in "everyone": "...?"
... I understand, if you don't be a human being? Just? No one? Right to chant :).
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The dark night passed, and the sky cleared. The sky over Zhenxi Village was bright and sunny.
The villagers got up early in the morning and were busy with their own affairs. Although their movements were stiff and their faces were ashen, like living corpses, they didn't notice each other, as if they were still a group of living people. .
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance of the village. Soon, four strange young people walked in.
These people are very good-looking. With their clothes and gestures, they can be seen as people from those big cities outside. As soon as the villagers in the village saw it, they subconsciously became cautious.
They claimed to be college students who were going on a graduation trip. They accidentally got lost in the mountains. They were tired and hungry at this time, and they hoped to stay here temporarily for a day.
The villagers scrambled to look at them.
... A very familiar, very familiar passage! It feels so familiar! Obviously four strangers? That's all.
"... Excuse me, can you?" The voice of the leading young man was very pleasant. After explaining the background, he showed a very polite and humble smile.
Of course, the villagers agreed enthusiastically. It's just that there is a bit of trance in his eyes, and some kind of indescribable strangeness is circulating in the village silently.
The four stayed in the village, but they were not allowed to wander around without permission.
As the wooden house was closed, the eyes of the outside world were also blocked. The four of them stood in the temporarily vacated house in Zhenxi Village, looked out through the window, and saw strange and stiff faces.
Fang Luo shuddered first: "Sure enough, it's a haunted house! But now they are probably the same as I was before, and they don't think they are alive. Although these guys look more dull than me A lot. Be careful not to irritate them, and they shouldn't turn into evil spirits."
Why not? Question marks all over his head: "Are you afraid of ghosts even after you're dead? What's more, you made these evil ghosts yourself. If you say they are afraid, they should be more afraid of you."
Fang Luo immediately plausibly said: "Why? After death, you can't be afraid of ghosts? Living people? Don't you still be afraid of living people? Don't you? I'm a poor, helpless good ghost, trapped in a vicious nest of evil ghosts. Of course you should be afraid."
He was so confident that the others were speechless for a while, but they looked at him more and more strangely.
Seeing that they didn't say any more, Fang Luo turned his head and stared out of the window, sticking to those villagers. There was a violent emotional tumbling at the bottom of his eyes, and after a few struggles, deep malice appeared in his eyes.
The three of them naturally noticed the ups and downs of the aura around him. They were used to the ever-changing emotions like schizophrenia, as long as he could restrain himself.
According to the original plan, several people dispersed in the haunted den and found excuses to wander around, but they didn't find anything unusual. Including the back mountain where the altar is located in Fang Luo's memory, it is also empty now.
How many people? Back to? The original room to meet.
"...no harvest for now." Lu Jing said first. This kind of feeling that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at you wherever you go, makes your scalp tingle, "Also, I feel that our actions have probably stimulated this group of evil spirits."
"Me neither." The others shook their heads as well.
"Whether it's the altar or the magic stick, I haven't found any trace. Judging by the tone of those villagers, there is no such thing as the magic stick in this dream, and there is no such person at all. As for The altar…”
A Yu patted his thigh in frustration: "The last time we came was at night, and the whole village was like a haunted house. When we escaped, we passed by the back mountain where the altar is located—unfortunately, we didn't know at the time, if At that time, the key to destroying the altar might be that the dream has been resolved!"
Yuan Wuwei shook his head with a calm expression: "Dreams are full of changes. Maybe the Zhenxi Village during the day and the Zhenxi Village at night are not in the same space. If you want to gain something, it seems that you have to stimulate them a lot." ? Fan."
The arrival of the four outsiders caused a sensation in the village. When they stayed in the house and whispered, how many pairs of eyes were quietly watching here
And these four college students who are said to be on a graduation trip seem to be unaware of everything, and they are still making demands. From the temporary accommodation, to the clothing and supplies, to the food provided in the village, they have been carefully selected by them, and everything is the best.
The villagers responded with a smile.
They slaughtered chickens and sheep, served a table of sumptuous meals, and invited the guests to enjoy them. Everyone had enthusiastic, almost weird smiles on their faces.
How many people can see this smile? The scalp is numb, but the original is not for it? He is calm and calm, and calmly raises his chopsticks. Anyway, it's all composed of illusory energy in the dream, so can it poison him to death
He ate and drank, was he happy, or asked casually: "I heard that there is an altar in Zhenxi Village, but? Anyone who has worshiped it? All wishes come true. I don't know if we have a chance to see it. One or two?"
As if a certain taboo key word was triggered, all the villagers present cast their gazes over in an instant. On their cold and stiff faces, the dark, empty eyes looked particularly terrifying.
Fang Luo sneered, then stood up again dizzy, looking quite drunk, showing his true face: "Why? You don't want to? It's a small broken mountain village, if it wasn't for hearing that Who cares if there is a baby! If you want me to say, there is such a magical baby, it should be contributed, so that everyone can have a good time!"
"You—want to go to the altar?"
More and more villagers gathered around and opened their mouths at the same time, and cold voices came out from their mouths. Every word was paused, cold and inexplicable, their pupils were dark, and they stared at the four of them straight and coldly.
Lu Jing has already raised her hand to clasp the brooch.
But at the next moment, something suddenly changed in front of her eyes.
A cold wind swirled around. The sky that was still bright before became gloomy at some point, and the deep night hung coldly above the sky.
The deep black mist floats in the night, and the screen switches seamlessly. When the cold and quiet moonlight falls, how many people who were sitting in the village enjoying the banquet just now changed places in the blink of an eye. Banquet guest?, it became the eaten chopping board fish.
- This is a bottomless pool.
A sticky bloody smell wafted around. I don't know if it was stained red by blood, or it was already filled with blood. In the center of the pool, there was a small altar floating.
That? The bright red pool water was soaked around the altar, and traces of blood were absorbed by the altar.
It wasn't because the four of them just stood on the edge of the pool, and they were firmly tied up when they reappeared.
The sound of iron scraping across the ground sounded at night. Someone came towards them with a long knife, trying to cut their limbs open and drain their blood...
The pool was surrounded by villagers, and everyone's eyes were fixed on them with fanaticism.
Why didn't he stare at everything in front of him curiously, feeling that he was really very witty.
This Houshan altar obviously only exists in Zhenxi Village at night, and it is a forbidden area for the entire village. If they wanted to come here by themselves, they would have to kill these evil spirits all the way and break through many blockades before they could arrive.
But now, as a sacrificial offering, wouldn't it just complete the teleportation and arrive by express delivery in one? second
... Saved so much time? and physical strength, and saved the trouble of finding the way by yourself. He was so clever when the evil spirits took the initiative to pack and send them over :).
The tip of the knife dragged on the ground was lifted up, and the cold light was reflected in the eyes of several people.
"It's a living sacrifice again..."
Fang Luo suddenly laughed: "Hey, see? My face, you really don't remember anything?"
His voice suddenly sank, his drooping head had already been raised, and blood suddenly seeped from his whole body, continuously dripping down from his forehead, eyebrows, and chin, and the blood-red pool of water behind him seemed to be affected. There was some kind of echo, and it started to boil up.
He took a step forward, and the maliciousness surged out.
The originally stiff-looking villagers all stood still for a moment, and suddenly they screamed.
They seemed to be quite human before, and they seemed to be awakened by someone in an instant, and they all changed their appearance.
On the neck, chest, and large areas of penetrating wounds all over the body, a ferocious face, and even a body that was torn into several pieces... All kinds of strange ways of death were presented before the eyes of several people. The gazes of all the villagers were fixed on Fang Luo without blinking, and the obsession left before death made them rush forward together!
The dark wind howled, the thick fog surged, and the terrifying atmosphere spread around, like a group of ghosts coming out of the cage! !
The emotion in Fang Luo's eyes quickly faded away, leaving only the last trace of his reason that was struggling with difficulty. A strong evil spirit erupted from his body, dragging the boiling blood, he charged into the group of evil spirits.
Behind him, Lu Jing winked at the others, the rope on her body suddenly snapped inch by inch, she pulled off the brooch, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow off the string.
The invisible fire burns.
The evil ghost that was shrouded in flames immediately stagnated, even if it was only paralyzed for just three seconds, it was enough to create an opportunity for Fang Luo to tear it to pieces.
Then Lu Jing, who rushed forward, ran into the group of ghosts. Her short hair had become extremely long at some point. The long hair was like the sharpest weapon, spreading and cutting around wantonly, matching her short-term paralyzed body. The means of control, the lethality is extremely "amazing".
And once there is danger on her side, Ayu will hold up the "fairy wand" and temporarily attract the biggest threat to him amidst the gorgeous special effects. He had been injured before, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, but he had no problem completing this auxiliary mission.
There are many ghosts, and in the dense fog, there will be roars from time to time, and a scuffle is extremely fierce.
As for the altar that makes all the ghosts so excited, they don't have time to pay attention to it now.
Countless pitch-black smoke diffused towards the surroundings at some point, like covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Thick black mist, bloody pool, deep night, everything between heaven and earth seems to be shrouded in black smoke.
I have already explained before I came here, because of the "chewing gum", using the sealed item in the dream will consume sugar, and it will only last for 30 minutes at most. Lu Jing and the two had already experienced several battles before. Now? The time you can use the sealed item to fight? It's only three minutes.
During these three minutes, there was no reason why everything had to end.
In the middle of the pool, a pitch-black altar quietly floated on the water, thick blood gathered from all around, almost condensing the edge of the altar into a deep red.
A Taoist figure stepped on the smoke and landed on the altar.
"... Sure enough." The moment he touched the altar, it seemed that he had verified a certain guess, so he suddenly raised his hand and knocked. His fingers are long and his movements are careless.
It was obviously just a light knock, but the altar seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and dense cracks spread all over it.
Not far away, Fang Luo, who was fighting, suddenly shook his whole body, and his eyes widened in surprise.
Suddenly, a young man's faint voice came to his ears.
"Still? Want to go home? Then? Just? Do what I say."