Dong Zheng put the remaining talisman paper into his pocket, he looked at the distance where Ren Heming's figure disappeared, mounted his horse, and went in the opposite direction.
He didn't trust Heming.
In fact, Dong Zheng had a vague suspicion. The suspicion floated in his mind, and he couldn't explain it in detail. He only knew that everything he had experienced now revealed an unpredictable weirdness.
Yes, weird.
He went back the same way, arrived at the place where Ren Heming first fell into the water, led his horse carefully to the other side of the river bank, and continued on the path.
Ren Heming is gone, and Dong Zheng doesn't know what he is going to do now, hunt down evil spirits? He is not a real Maoshan faction Jinyiwei, and he will definitely not die.
All in all, start by looking around for clues that can be spliced together.
No longer in a hurry, Dong Zheng sat on the horse and walked slowly, the woods on both sides gradually thickened, and the sun was getting closer to the western horizon. About an hour later, Dong Zheng was tired and drowsy when he suddenly heard the voice of someone talking in front of him.
He immediately stopped his horse and rolled over to the ground. Dong Zheng quietly approached the direction where the sound came from. He lifted the grass and branches covering his eyes and saw a pair of villagers walking down the mountain not far away.
They all seemed to be cannibals, speaking words that Dong Zheng could not understand.
Dong Zheng frowned, this team should be the villagers who went to sacrifice the little girl in the businessman's mouth.
It now appears that the girl has been left on the mountain with other offerings.
Something fell from the basket behind the villager at the end of the line, but he didn't notice it.
Dong Zheng didn't follow up rashly. When the group walked out of his sight and the voices gradually faded away, he touched the place where they passed before and found the thing that fell from the basket.
It is a small statue more than ten centimeters high. It is made of stone. I don’t know if it was scribbled originally, or it is often held in the hand and the details are smoothed out. It can only be roughly seen that it is a standing person, with arms folded and pasted. on the chest, as in prayer.
Dong Lei picked up the statue, he returned to the horse's side, and continued on his way.
It was getting dark, so I had to find a place to spend the night.
The sunset on the horizon lit up the clouds as if they were about to burn. Dong Zheng led the horse away. When he realized that the fog was quietly rising, he stopped vigilantly.
Not right.
But he couldn't tell what was wrong, the quiet woods with only the sound of the wind? Or the constant anxious rattle of the horse
Or rather...
After yourself? !
Dong Zheng turned around abruptly when he realized that something was wrong, and slashed sharply in front of him with the knife, but only cut through the air. In the next moment, the unprecedented coldness swept his whole body, and the evil coolness burst out from the bottom of his heart, almost freezing his whole body.
He lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, the light of Huozhezi made Dong Zheng narrow his eyes. He tilted his head slightly. Ren Heming, who was swept away by the stream, was by his side. Senior Brother Mao Shan sat there against the wall, with his head down, with a deep expression on his face. Know what to think.
"Senior brother?" Dong Zheng called out to him and found that his voice was unusually hoarse.
Ren Heming looked down at him, put his hand on Dong Zheng's forehead to test the temperature, and after making sure it didn't burn, he retracted his hand and explained, "You have been infiltrated by evil spirits, I found you on the way, cast spells to drive away evil spirits, and took you with me. When you get here, at least it's a little safer than spending the night outside."
Dong Zheng sat up with his body up, he felt that Ren Heming was different from before, both his expression and the tone of his speech became much calmer.
It's as if... as calm as he has accepted his fate.
"Is your brother okay?" Dong Zheng asked, "I couldn't catch up with you at that time."
"Not bad, while you were awake, I explored this place and found something interesting." Ren Heming stood up and motioned for Dong Zheng to come with him.
At the end of the passage made of bluestone slabs, there is a stone door with a strange pattern carved on the door.
Dong Zhenglai was in front of the door, and the fire zhezi illuminated the relief - it was a picture of sacrifice, a group of people bowed their heads and knelt down, children were placed on the high platform, and the rest of the place was filled with all kinds of strange lines, perhaps representing the local people Devil in mind.
Ren Heming: "Would you like to take a look?"
After all, he didn't give Dong Zheng a direct response, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the stone door in front of him.
The door was lighter than Dong Zheng imagined, so it was opened by Ren Heming under his watchful gaze, and the unknown light illuminated the huge underground cave inside the door.
Ren Heming pushed him in, followed by him.
At this time, Dong Zheng may finally know where the lingering unease comes from.
He turned around, looked at Ren Heming with a face that said "it's finally over", and asked in a deep voice:
□ "What the hell is this place?" → skip to chapter 254
△ "Who are you?" → Jump to Chapter 254
○ "What is your purpose?" → skip to chapter 254