Xiao Lan regretfully gave up the plan to let her boyfriend have a meal.
A good non-human, but unfortunately a picky eater.
He turned to the light of the fire when the bishop was burning, and began to look for the [Stone of Forgiveness] mentioned by Wang Teddy.
Xiao Lan had noticed before that there were some red shimmering stones scattered around the altar. These stones looked different from the surrounding ones, and they were probably their targets.
With memory, Xiao Lan picked up a stone.
【Name: Stone of Forgiveness】
[Ability: Used in the Refuge Forest, can escape from Sara’s Song, with a pardon rate of 20% (this item is only effective in Sara’s Song)]
[Note: Sara will forgive you for breaking into his territory]
"20%?" Xiao Lan frowned, "How come this thing has begun to play the probability set."
As a non-chief, he protested. The last [Emperor’s New Clothes 2.0 Version] with a trigger effect of 20% is still fresh in his memory. After so long, it only triggered one damage reduction, which is simply a counterfeit and shoddy product.
At this time, Luo also came over and handed him a stone.
Xiao Lan took a look. This is also a [Stone of Forgiveness], but the pardon rate is as high as 98%...
Well, it turned out that it was the halo of the non-chief covering the top of his head.
Relying on Luo's physique of the Emperor of Europe, the two found a few more reliable [Stones of Forgiveness] around them.
Xiao Lan put away all the stones, and at the same time was a little confused: "Where is the refuge forest? If you are not in this refuge forest, the players can't leave, right."
"Perhaps something here can bring a little clue." Luo pointed to one side of the wall.
Xiao Lan walked over and took a look and found that there were many patterns painted on this wall. Because of the remote location and the light, he didn't notice it for a while.
The pattern is drawn in dark red.
Only lines are used to draw, and a simple picture is outlined, without even coloring, it can be seen that the drawing is very scribble.
But even so, this level of painting can sling a certain soul artist.
In the first part of the mural, a forest was drawn.
There is a group of people in ragged clothes moving forward in the forest. If you look closely, you can tell that their bodies are the same as the residents of the small town, with many disability and alienation.
These people are all walking in the same direction, as if they have some goal.
They looked very intoxicated, like they heard some wonderful music.
Xiao Lan said: "They are... on a pilgrimage?"
Luo nodded: "Looks alike, look at their expressions, do they resemble those in the town who say Sara's singing is beautiful?"
Xiao Lan recalled: "Maybe they heard Sara's call before they went to a certain place together."
Luo: "I think so."
Going forward, you can still see these people kneeling down.
That posture was the same as the crowd Xiao Lan and the others saw shortly before, looking stiff and weird.
Not only did they bow down, but some people sat down and started cutting their limbs with sharp tools.
There are even those who directly picked up weapons and attacked the companions around them.
Blood splattered out, and there was no pain or fear on their faces, they were still full of enthusiasm.
Although the paintings are only simple lines, under the superb skills of the painter, this weird scene was portrayed very vividly by him. Just by looking at it, he can smell the blood of the time and the crazy feeling lingering in the crowd.
"..." Xiao Lan frowned and continued to walk forward.
There is a mural in the middle that seems to be peeled off because of its age and lack of protection, leaving only a bare wall.
The debris on the ground has long disappeared after years of trampling.
So what is painted in this section, I am afraid that only the people who painted it at that time will know.
To the very end of the mural.
The picture above is a wall, which is very long and twists and turns like a maze.
On the wall are human bodies in various poses. Their movements are distorted and their limbs are struggling, seeming to be very painful.
But the expressions on their faces are indeed happy, and looking at their exaggerated smiles, it can even be said to be ecstasy.
Xiao Lan roughly counted, and the number of people on the wall was obviously much smaller than that of the previous pilgrimages.
Something should happen on the way to make them cut staff.
The missing piece of mural in the middle probably describes this link, but it's a pity that I can't see it.
The bottom of the mural is written in scribbled handwriting—
"Pious talents will be guided, and after the test of converting to the forest, they will receive the glory of being one with Sara at the wall of sacrifice."
"We must be not religious enough to be rejected by Sarah."
"One day Sara will see our loyalty."
Xiao Lan looked at the mural: "This is what the innkeeper mentioned before,'Merge with Sarah', right?"
The final destination of these crazy believers in Sarah is this wall of sacrifice.
They wanted to dedicate themselves to Sarah and become his sacrifice.
Luo propped his chin with one hand: "I didn't expect it to be literally'melted into one'."
Xiao Lan said: "This is basically a'martyr' wall..."
He didn't want to go up at all.
Judging from the words left behind, these people in the altar probably belonged to the kind of "unqualified sacrifice."
After they returned to the town, they decided to hold a bloody sacrifice to prove their devotion to Sara.
But in the end Sara did not guide them to the wall of sacrifice again, but they became such immortal monsters.
The fresco recording the selection process of the sacrifices has been peeled off, leaving Xiao Lan unable to know what happened in the refuge forest.
There is no record in the murals about the criteria for judging the quality of the sacrifice.
Xiao Lan always felt that Wang Ke's whereabouts might have something to do with this wall of sacrifice.
Because even the [Stone of Forgiveness] that allows players to leave the game field must be used in the refuge forest, perhaps this is also a way to guide players to the wall of sacrifice.
Where is the refuge forest
According to the mural, devout believers will be guided.
But they are not religious at all, and even want to beat each other violently, will Sara really give them guidance
Now that the bishop was almost burnt, the light became dim again.
At this moment, the sound that had been heard before rang again.
Xiao Lan's consciousness was chaotic for a moment, and there seemed to be many pictures flashing before her eyes.
Happy childhood, Xiao Chengyan’s wine glass, Luo’s apple knot, Tiehan’s gnawing vegetable field, Father Michael’s ass...
"..." Xiao Lan covered her head, what kind of mess is this
However, the influence of Sara's song on him seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
It was just a trance before, but now there is a picture, and it may turn into a phantom to a certain extent.
That would be troublesome.
Thinking of the crazy player I met before, Xiao Lan felt that it would be better to leave the game field as soon as possible.
He doesn't want to become a lunatic who loves self-harm.
"Sir?" Luo walked over with some worry.
Xiao Lan shook her head: "I'm okay, the clues here are almost ready, let's leave here first."
Xiao Lan walked forward two steps and found that Luo hadn't followed.
When I turned around, Luo's brows were still frowning.
He suddenly laughed, walked over and touched the opponent's face with a hand, and said jokingly: "Mr., don't be unhappy if you are so handsome."
Luo held his wrist and smiled helplessly: "You know what I'm worried about."
Xiao Lan looked at him: "Don't worry, I want to accompany you to make the world upside down so that I won't fall down here. Wouldn't it be alright if we rescue Wang Ke earlier and leave here?"
Luo's dark eyes were like a deep pool, and he looked at Xiao Lan as if he wanted to brand him under his eyes.
Suddenly Luo turned his head and gently kissed the palm of Xiao Lan who was caught.
His lips were soft, with a scorching temperature, as if a brand had fallen on Xiao Lan's heart.
Xiao Lan's heart trembled suddenly, and she couldn't help but recall the feeling of kissing her lips...
Luo's hand suddenly used force, pulling Xiao Lan to his side.
A warm embrace came up, Luo's arms pressed hard, and the person was firmly enclosed in his arms.
He put his lips close to Xiao Lan's ear, and the warm breath swept across his ears, bringing up a tingling: "I will be with you too, sir."
Xiao Lan stretched out her hand and hugged him back: "Then we're done."
"Well, I'm done." Luo said softly.
After speaking, his lips fell on Xiao Lan's earlobe, and he bit lightly.
This time is not heavy, but with a burning sensation on the lips, accompanied by a slight pain, it seems to be more direct to people's hearts than a soft kiss.
Xiao Lan suddenly felt a burst of hot heat coming from the earlobe, and it spread all over her face in a prairie fire.
Xiao Lan's movements froze.
Luo had already let go of him, and his tone returned to naturalness: "Let's go, sir."
Xiao Lan quickly took the opportunity to rub her face, trying to rub off the disobedient heat, she couldn't help but feel fortunate that the light was not good at this moment.
Some non-human who feels he is still too young, what did he learn during this time
The two walked toward the outside of the altar area, and Luo also easily removed the isolation from the shadows.
In the next instant, a dense group of figures appeared in front of the two of them, almost face to face with them.
It's so irritating.
It seemed that something had been sensed, and the "people" of the entire altar came over.
They just stood there, their faces were numb and stiff, and their hollow eyes stared straight at the two of them, their eyes chilling.
The first thought that flashed through Xiao Lan's mind was--
Damn it! There are so many viewers! It was a public sentence! !
Under the excessive shock, his face didn't blush at all.
However, these guys couldn't feel Xiao Lan's heart activity at this moment.
After all, Luo's dark shadows are still very reliable to clear the field, even if they are indescribable inside, they will not be discovered by outsiders.
Even if they find out, these promising townspeople who are addicted to the cult probably won't have any interest in the sour and smelly dog food.
They just felt the breath passed by the altar, raised their stiff arms, and attacked the two of them.
Unless this posture can be invisibility, it will not escape at all.
Although Xiao Lan doesn't know how to stealth, he has mastered the traditional technique of physical stealth.
In an instant, Xiao Lan's black blade was in his hand, and Luo and Luo rushed to the crowd surrounding them.
—
In the small town of Mona, it is already dusk.
The old pastor John sat at the door of the abandoned church and prayed, hoping that the two foreigners who entered could come out safely.
Suddenly, the ground shook for a while, as if some monster was destroying it unscrupulously underground.
Just when he didn't know why, two figures rushed out of the ruins of the church.
Against the light, John saw two strangers.
The person with whom he had spoken seemed to be carrying something.
"I found this below, maybe you want to see it again." Xiao Lan handed the cross on his shoulder to John.
This was what he saw in the passage when he came out. The cross fell on the ground, covered with dust and gravel, and it was piled with other rubbish.
John saw the cross, tears gushing out of his muddy eyes.
He didn't mind that it was full of mud, carefully put his forehead on it and cried silently.
For too long, he hasn't seen everything related to the Lord for too long.
Xiao Lan squatted in front of him: "If you have a chance, you should leave here. I think God will also want his followers to live a little happiness."
Old John burst into tears, he looked at the cross in his hand, gently rubbed his thin fingers, and nodded silently.
I don't know what he will do in the end.
—
Farewell to John, Xiao Lan and the two returned to the hotel.
On the way, the town is still so dilapidated, and the residents still greet them in an elegant and easy-going manner for how long these strangers can live.
Several people had agreed to exchange information at dusk.
At this moment, neither Wang Taidi nor Qi Ning came back, so Xiao Lan and Luo had to wait in the room first.
Looking at the sunset outside the window, Xiao Lan couldn't help feeling a little in a daze.
This small town is full of weirdness and madness. Against the backdrop of the surrounding mountains and fires, even the sunset looks a bit more hideous.
Is this the world or hell
When it was getting dark, Wang Teddy finally came back.
He didn't look good, with a few more scars and a little blood stain on his body, it seemed that he had experienced some battle.
"Did you do something with someone?" Xiao Lan asked.
Wang Teddy nodded: "I found the bodies of several players today. They have been dead for a long time, but the traces should have been killed by cannibalism. Unfortunately, no useful clues were found in them."
His face was a bit heavy: "But I met... Liang Si'an, the traitor in my brother's team, he came in early. I chased him and moved a few times, but I still lost it. This guy can I can hide."
Wang Teddy suppressed his anxiety and anxiety, trying to keep himself calm.
The appearance of this traitor made him feel extremely urgent.
However, he did not find any clues related to Wang Ke.
Xiao Lan told him the clues she found today.
And speaking of my own analysis: "I suspect that Wang Ke might have been selected as a qualified sacrifice, and he was on the side of the refuge forest or the wall of sacrifice. After all, the unqualified sacrifices will be returned to the town. In this case, we It makes no sense to not find him."
Wang Teddy's fingers tightened nervously: "Sacrifice..."
Xiao Lan comforted him: "With your skills, he is definitely not dead yet."
Wang Teddy nodded silently.
At this time, Xiao Lan took out the [Stone of Forgiveness] they found.
He threw two stones to Wang Teddy: "Take it, you and your brother's."
Wang Teddy raised his hand to take it, with a slight smile: "Thanks, if I don't have you, I can't save my brother by myself."
Xiao Lan said: "But we still don't know where the refuge forest is."
Several people discussed the possible location of the refuge forest for a while, but because there was no clue, everything could only be speculation.
After a while, it was dark.
But the sky in the small town is still red because of the fire.
Xiao Lan frowned slightly: "Has Qi Ning not come back yet?"
Wang Teddy said: "It's not right, he doesn't look like a person who is not punctual, has something happened?"
An uneasy mood enveloped their hearts.
Several people came to Qi Ning's room.
The room was as dilapidated as the others, except that Qi Ning changed the sheets and duvet covers to white, which made it look neater.
There were no signs of fighting in the room, and no blood stains, as if he had never come back.
"Look at this." Xiao Lan found a piece of paper on the head of Qi Ning's bed.
There are many abstract wavy lines drawn on it, which seems to have some special meaning.
Wang Taidi also leaned over: "What is this? Password? Encrypted text? Did Qi Ning leave us a clue?"
Xiao Lan pondered: "Why does Qi Ning use such a complicated technique to leave information for us? How can he be sure that we can understand the cipher text?"
With that, Xiao Lan turned his puzzled eyes to Wang Teddy, expecting the other party to understand, but she got the same question mark expression on the other side.
Wang Teddy said: "Hi... shouldn't..."
Xiao Lan stared at the note for a while, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration: "What do you say Qi Ning does?"
Wang Teddy was puzzled: "Justice friend, the person most wanted by crowdfunding to kill, the human anatomy lover, the mysterious man whose face is full of mosaics?"
Xiao Lan looked at her too witty little friend: "... No, I mean his profession."
Wang Taidi suddenly realized: "Doctor!"
The two again turned their attention back to the note. You see the lines with vitality in the abstract, the writing speed as if racing against death, and each stroke carries a passion for life and an unyielding spirit. Isn’t this —Doctor's word? !
But here comes the problem again.
Wang Taidi scratched the little curly hair: "Where are we going to find a doctor to interpret it?"
The two saw a loss in each other's eyes.
In this small town where birds don’t shit, let alone doctors, there may not even be a nurse.
They suspect that if anyone here is sick, the townspeople will only actively and enthusiastically persuade him-"Let's cut it off."
Superstition is harmful!
At this time, Luo on the side spoke: "Maybe I can try."
Xiao Lan handed the note to him somewhat puzzled.
Luo looked at it for a while, then distinguished it with his artist's eyes.
His fingertips tapped these lines: "It says'Convert to the forest' and'Explore', and the scalpel shape at the back is probably a mark."
"It should be that Qi Ning suddenly found some clue, but he couldn't wait for the agreed time, so he chased it by himself. At the same time, he was also telling us that he would leave such a mark along the way so that we could find it."
The whole process seems to be well-founded and very convincing.
Wang Teddy asked Xiao Lan quietly: "How did he see this?"
Xiao Lan replied: "Probably... there is a clear heart between the soul writer and the soul painter?"