Zhang Yan quickly calmed down. It was four against one, there was nothing to be afraid of.
It's just an old monster in human form, not a ghost.
Zhang Yan was just about to ask Zhao Yuan to go up with him when he saw the old woman seeing the altar. Her eyes, which were surrounded by messy wrinkles, widened to the extreme, and her dry face was full of disbelief.
Then, as if he suddenly saw something horrible, he let out an ugly, shrill cry and backed away with trembling hands and feet.
Then the old woman couldn't hold on any longer. She screamed in terror and banged her head against the stone wall like crazy, trying to escape.
"Boom boom boom"
The head was broken and juice was gushing out.
He smashed himself into a stinking puddle.
The altar was somewhat chilly. Zhao Yuan shuddered all over and opened his mouth: "Why do I feel like I saw a ghost?"
Chen Yang said with difficulty: "Maybe there really is."
Both the speaker and the listener got goose bumps.
"Then let's... let's say goodbye."
Zhao Yuan swayed his legs and knelt down in front of the altar, kowtowed three times very vigorously, his voice clear and full of sincerity.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, Brother Ghost, we came in unintentionally, please let us go."
“… … ”
Chen Yang said dimly: "Maybe there is more than one."
"Then add us, ghost brothers..." Zhao Yuanshun continued, then realized what was going on and yelled in horror, "What, no, no, more than one?"
Chen Yang gestured for him to look around the altar.
Zhao Yuan looked, but could not see anything, but this only deepened his fear. He trembled and kowtowed several times, chanting "Tathagata, Guanyin, Jesus, and the Jade Emperor, please go away."
Zhang Yan said with contempt: "Okay, it doesn't matter if there are ghosts. Our mission has nothing to do with them, so they won't attack us."
Having said that, he also faced the altar and bowed.
The more gifts you give, the less blame you will get.
Chen Yang watched the two men worshiping the altar one after another, and an incredible thought arose in his mind.
I am still afraid of ghosts.
It just seems... not as scary as before.
Otherwise, why was it that when he was about to do that, the young man gave him a look of contempt, and he involuntarily gave up the idea
Maybe the other party gave him the feeling that he could crush ghosts
Chen Yang thought for a while, then handed Lin Yue's phone to Zhang Yan: "Take this."
"Why would you give me a dead person's stuff? I don't even know her in the real world," Zhang Yan said in disgust, refusing to take it. "Just leave it here. There's no need to take it back."
Chen Yang put it on the ground.
"Hey."
Zhao Yuan tried to adjust the atmosphere and said with a grin, "Once the ceremony is completed, we will go back. No one knows each other. Why don't we leave contact information before placing the stone pillars?"
Zhang Yan took out a calfskin notebook and pen from his backpack, threw them to him and said, "Write yours."
Zhao Yuan uncapped the black gel pen and wrote on the notebook while saying, "I'll go back to bed soon, what about you guys?"
Zhang Yan looked at the pool of thick liquid beside the stone wall: "I'm outside the south gate of my brother's community."
"Then where were you, Chen Yang, before you came in?" Zhao Yuan was completely relaxed now and chatted curiously.
"I felt uncomfortable in my stomach when I came in, and was about to go to the hospital," Chen Yang said. "I don't know if my stomach will still hurt after I go back."
"The stomach is a pretentious thing. It needs to be pampered. Otherwise, it can torment people to death. My dad has been in love and hatred with it for half his life." Zhao Yuan said angrily and wrote down his cell phone number. "Where are you from? I'm from Qingcheng."
Chen Yang and Zhang Yan were stunned, and so were they.
After the three exchanged information about the real world, they discovered that they were in different districts.
Zhang Yan was in the western suburbs, Zhao Yuan was in the eastern suburbs, and Chen Yang was in the northern suburbs.
Now there is still one person left among the four who has not been revealed.
Not only Zhang Yan and Zhao Yuan wanted to know, but Chen Yang did too.
And they didn't come close.
The other person was breaking the milk flake shell with great force, and the sound made one's teeth ache.
Before Chen Yang could say anything, the young man glared at him with an extremely impatient look.
"Why do you care where they are from? Are you so short of friends?"
Chen Yang: “…” Where did this come from
Although he does lack friends.
"I think if you don't have relatives there, but live there by yourself,"
Considering the current situation, Chen Yang calmly spoke the truth. He spoke vaguely and did not reveal the three bridges: "Then we are all from Qingcheng."
Chao Jian seemed not to have heard anything, his dark eyes still staring at him.
Chen Yang suppressed his instinct to escape and finished his words: "This is too coincidental."
Weirdly clever.
He threw the twisted milk flake shell at Jian.
The bullet was not hitting Chen Yang directly, but he dodged it reflexively.
"Hurry up and put up the stone pillars!"
He growled at Jian with anger in his eyes.
The next moment, he seemed to be trying his best to fight against something. Veins on his forehead emerged. His shaking hands clasped his crutches. He took a deep breath, and the mania on his face faded a lot. He just frowned and looked at Chen Yang: "Making friends also depends on the timing. Do you still expect to continue to form a team for the next mission?"
Chen Yang is not that naive. He just wants to have a chance to meet in the real world and exchange experiences and lessons about the tasks ahead, which will help improve his chances of survival.
He was organizing his words when he heard the young man ask again, "What do you have to talk about with these two ugly guys?"
There was undisguised confusion and annoyance in his tone.
Zhang Yan, a social elite who has become famous in the financial circle by relying on his looks: "… "
Department Grass Zhao Yuan: "…"
"Put it out."
Chen Yang calmed himself down and said, "I will be responsible for looking at the paintings on the clay tablets, and you two will move the stone pillars."
"Okay, no problem."
Zhao Yuan whispered to Zhang Yan: "Brother, do you think I have anything to do with the word ugly?"
Zhang Yan smiled with a fake smile: "That person is sick."
Zhao Yuan touched his nose and said, "Although he called us ugly and his aesthetic sense was wrong, you can't say anything nonsense."
Zhang Yan rubbed his head with the back of his hand: "Here it is."
Zhao Yuan hesitated.
"I saw him taking medicine and suspected it was for relief. Now it seems to be true. He must have finished the medicine." Zhang Yan said, "The words on the medicine bottle are in German. I only saw a few words. I guess it's for personality disorder."
Zhao Yuan was very interested in the knowledge blind spot: "What is that?"
"He is a dangerous person. There are many types of personality disorders. I am not sure which one he has, or there are many types. But I am sure that this is different from Lin Yue's mental illness. It is a real mental illness, and it may also be accompanied by depression. It is mostly in childhood. He has a strong dependence on drugs. Don't touch the restricted area."
Zhang Yan exhaled and said, "We are lucky. We will have to leave when his medicine is gone. It's a pity for the people who team up with him next time. They have to pray that he has medicine on him. He is simply an inflammable and explosive substance."
Zhao Yuan fell silent, and glanced at Zhang Yan. He said others were crazy, but he himself was also quite crazy...
"What's that look in your eyes?" Zhang Yan noticed it and his expression turned cold.
Zhao Yuan quickly waved his hands and shook his head. Compared to this man, he still felt that the man with crutches was a little easier to get along with.
At least the other party is not half light and half dark, everything is clear.
And there is Chen Yang who can restrain them.
There are three paintings on the clay tablet. You don’t need to pay attention to the first two, the focus is on the third one.
Chen Yang took a closer look and instructed Zhang Yan and Zhao Yuan to move the stone pillars to match them with the paintings.
Fortunately, there are different plant totems on the stone pillars, as well as on the four corners of the altar.
Otherwise it’s really hard to compare.
There was no hole in the ground, and the stone pillar stood in the air, as if someone was supporting it from behind.
The wind was cold and chilly.
After a while, the four stone pillars were arranged as shown in the painting, but Chen Yang and the others stayed here.
They didn't go back.
Zhao Yuan's breathing began to become disordered, and Zhang Yan's condition was even worse. He grabbed his dirty short hair and walked back and forth beside the altar.
"Why haven't you responded for so long?"
“Are the stone pillars placed correctly?”
"I checked it several times, it can't be wrong."
"Then why haven't we completed the task yet? Did we miss something?"
Zhang Yan was the only one talking the whole time, which was a bit creepy.
The thick liquid that Grandma Qi's body turned into flowed to his feet. He stepped on it. His expression froze for a moment. He avoided it as if it were the plague, and kept rubbing the soles of his shoes on the ground.
As if that wasn't enough, he took off the shoe on that foot.
"What happened?" Zhang Yan grabbed Zhao Yuan by the collar and said sternly, "Zhao Yuan, did you accidentally move the stone pillar?"
Zhao Yuan heard this and felt that he was more wronged than Dou E: "No, I just stood aside after I finished the arrangement. You did all the checking."
Zhang Yan threw him away and glared at Chen Yang.
"The painting on the clay tablet is right there. I think I am right. You can check it yourself."
As soon as Chen Yang finished his words, Zhang Yanren had already passed by. He chewed on a piece of soft meat in his mouth and thought, it has come to this, will there still be changes
He felt a poke on his back suddenly, and warm breath brushed the back of Chen Yang's neck. He was ticklish and dodged to the side.
"The blood of the descendants of the Yi clan." Chao Jian whispered in his ear.
Chen Yang was startled: "Awu..."
Zhao Yuan, who was not far from him, heard it and shouted hurriedly: "Awu! I want Awu's blood!"
Zhang Yan suddenly ran over from the clay tablet, dragged the unconscious A Wu and threw him onto the altar.
The altar was silent.
"Maybe he was cursed, and his blood was mixed with some plant juice, so it's not pure enough," Zhao Yuan suggested, "How about... applying more?"
What Zhao Yuan meant was that they could just get some blood on Awu's face and then smear it on the altar.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan would pick up A Wu and slam the wound on his head against the four stone pillars and the altar, making blood everywhere.
A Wu was covered in blood, but Zhang Yan continued to hit him.
Chen Yang's lips tightened and he said, "Enough!"
Zhang Yan glared over with bloodshot eyes, shocked by the murderous aura of the young man beside Chen Yang. The muscles on his face trembled. He threw away the dying A Wu, pinched his neck with his bloodstained hands, and waited to go back.
But after waiting for a while, they are still here.
All three expectations were dashed, and the joy and relief I felt when I returned completely vanished.
Zhang Yan kicked the steps under the altar violently, cursing after each kick. Zhao Yuan sat on the ground with a dazed look on his face.
Chen Yang turned his head and looked at the boy: "Awu's blood is useless."
He just said it a second ago, and the next second a light voice followed: "Of course it's useless."
A Wu woke up at some point and he lay on the altar, his chest rising and falling a little weakly.
Zhang Yan was about to rush up and kick him, but Zhao Yuan hurriedly stopped him: "Brother, calm down! If you kick me again, I'll be dead!"
“Get out of the way!”
Zhang Yan cursed and pushed Zhao Yuan away, and Chen Yang went over to hold his hand.
Then, Zhang Yan was knocked down by the crutch that flew from behind, and he was safe.
Chen Yang walked up to the altar, squatted in front of A Wu and said, "The ceremony of depriving the blessing doesn't require the blood of the descendants of the Yi clan?"
Ah Wu's breath was very weak: "Yes."
"Then how ..."
Ah Wu spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with green, moved his lips covered with turbid blood clots, and slowly laughed out loud: "Because I am not a descendant of the Yi clan."
There was dead silence in the stone chamber.
Ten seconds later, Zhao Yuan murmured in confusion: "Oh my God."
Zhang Yan was still struggling to get up, but now it seemed as if all the blood in his body had been drained and he passed out.
Chen Yang stared at A Wu: "You really aren't?"
Ah Wu sighed: "I have said so much, why would I lie to you about this matter? There is no need."
The corners of Chen Yang's mouth drooped heavily.
This person knew everything and told the story in detail and with deep sorrow. Bystanders would not have such emotions and they all unanimously agreed that he was a descendant of the Yi clan, so they skipped the confirmation process.
Before losing control, Chen Yang went to look at the young man under the altar and saw him standing there with crutches, his eyes half raised, his violent look mixed with the familiar calmness. He calmed down a little.
"Then how do you know all this? Who are you?"
A Wu's eyes gradually became blurred and then focused on the open box.
"I..."
Chen Yang followed his gaze.
A Wu spoke softly and said that the box contained the sacred object of the Yi tribe, which had disappeared that year.
The box stayed in the soil for many years until one day, a child named Awu and his friends were digging for treasure on the island and accidentally found it.
And he was just a wisp of thought in the box, uncontrollably parasitic in the child's body, and became the new Awu.
Ah Wu knew that the person in charge on the island was old lady Qi, the daughter of the former bandit leader, so he deliberately threw the box at her bedside.
There are Yi characters on the box. Since we can't kill her, it's not bad to let her have a nightmare.
A Wu watched coldly as the people on the island escaped from their warmth and peace and selfishly turned into devils. He did not seek revenge or save anyone, but just regarded himself as a spectator.
Chen Yang and his group are variables. The reason why A Wu plotted against them is that he doesn't want them to do anything to interfere.
Later, they found the broken stone tablet and several sacrificial offerings of the Yi tribe. A Wu believed that this was the guidance of the plant god.
Then just go with the flow.
So A Wu was not lying at this time.
He is a member of the Nian Shiyi tribe, but this body is not his, so the flowing blood is naturally useless.
Despair flooded the entire stone chamber.
Finished.
If you go out, you will see monsters. If you stay here, you will just wait for death.
Besides, the entire island has changed beyond recognition. Even if we survive the monsters after getting out, we don’t know where to find the descendants of the Yi tribe.
If Awu, the person pointed at by all the arrows in the information, is not him, then who is he
Chen Yang touched the boy's cane and said, "With so many variables and the situation completely reversed, what should we do?"
Chao Jian adjusted his crutches and sat down against the stone wall: "I'm thinking."
Chen Yang squatted beside him and didn't disturb him.
After a while, Chao Jian hit Chen Yang's calf with his cane: "Give me the fertilizer in your pocket."
Chen Yang silently grabbed his pocket: "Are you okay?"
Chao Jian: "Not good."
"… "
Chen Yang sighed in his heart. He had a cold and had finished taking medicine to suppress it, but the mutation had gotten worse. It was not good.
Fortunately, the breath is not hot and the fever has gone down.
Chao Jian lowered his head and said "eat", while Chen Yang reached into the other pocket of his coat.
Zhao Yuan moved over here, staring at Chen Yang... at the fertilizer in his hand.
When Chen Yang saw Zhao Yuan's eyes, he knew that the curse had taken effect. It was the blessing that A Wu mentioned. He was about to give the fertilizer to the other party, but he was stopped by the sudden change of manic aura beside him.
Chao Jian stared at Zhao Yuan with a gloomy look, pointed his index finger at the fertilizer in Chen Yang's hand, sneered, and said word by word: "Mine."
Zhao Yuan was so frightened by the boy's terrifying eyes that he couldn't breathe.
Without the drugs, my strong mental qualities became distorted, and my personality changed a lot. I was no longer as calm as before. I would express my dissatisfaction and anger, and even ate alone...
So fucking rude.
Zhao Yuan is about 1.8 meters tall, has healthy limbs, is strong and healthy, loves sports, and has six-pack abs. Yet he is afraid of a man on crutches. If he had a tail behind him, he would have clamped it down long ago.
It's embarrassing to tell it to others.
Zhao Yuan stepped back a little, away from that cold and terrifying aura, and said to Chen Yang with a dry laugh: "My condition is not as serious as his. I can still bear it."
Chen Yang observed Zhao Yuan carefully and found that he was indeed just hungry for fertilizer and drooling, but everything else was fine.
This child was the last to have an attack.
Seeing the boy concentrating on eating the fertilizer, Zhao Yuancai said to Chen Yang: "Brother, we will be hacked to death if we go out."
Chen Yang said: "Then don't go out yet."
"It's not a solution to stay out," Zhao Yuan said with a look of worry and sorrow, "We have used up all the clues we found. We have to search for the descendants of the Yi clan and start all over again. I really... I can't do it anymore..."
"Oh my god!" he suddenly exclaimed with a low gasp.
Chen Yang was also a little scared.
A large patch of green appeared on the altar, climbing up and down in layers on the four corners. The thin stems and leaves were entangled with the four stone pillars and hung down in bends.
He was lying there like a person with his arms and legs resting on the pillar.
It’s Awu.
The body mutated into a green ivy, and no one knew where the thoughts of that Yi tribe had gone.
"Once you are cursed, you will die instantly." Zhao Yuan said in a daze.
Chen Yang looked at the creeper, each leaf was full of vitality: "This place is closed, how can creeper survive?"
Zhao Yuan said, “Once we complete our mission, maybe the altar will return to its original location.”
Chen Yang pursed his lips. He and A Wu were not from the same world, so he would do what he promised.
“Hmm.”
Zhang Yan woke up and saw the creeper on the altar. His expression changed immediately: "Is that Ah Wu?"
Zhao Yuan said, "It was too fast. We didn't react in time."
Zhang Yan didn't know what had provoked him. He staggered to the boy, grabbed his sportswear, and panted and yelled, "How do we get out of here?"
Chao Jian ate the fertilizer nonchalantly without even raising his eyelids.
Zhang Yan was still screaming, his eyes bulging, his expression somewhat crazy, he had never seen it before: "Damn it, I'm asking you a question, are you deaf? You're not dumb, why are you pretending to be dumb, who are you looking down on, tell me where the overlap is!"
Chao Jian lowered his head and licked the last fertilizer grain off his palm. He looked up and looked at Zhang Yan expressionlessly. After a few seconds, he smiled.
"It's been a long time since anyone dared to yell at me like this."
At that moment, Zhang Yan was overwhelmed by a huge sense of crisis. He finally realized what he had foolishly done and his rationality returned to him, but his body was a step too late and he didn't have time to run away.
Something swept into my sight, carrying with it an extremely fierce gust of wind, and I felt a piercing pain in the left side of my head.
Zhang Yan was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. He was completely dazed.
Then another one.
Accompanied by the horrifying sound of flesh tearing and bones cracking.
Zhang Yan's head was like a heavy water bag with a hole in it, gushing out a stream of liquid.
Not bright red blood.
It was a green liquid without any red.
There was a gasp in the stone chamber.
Like Awu and Lin Yue, when they were blessed but not dead, their blood was just turbid and not bright enough, with a little sticky, light green color.
If it's like a monster, with its body full of plant juice...
There is only one possibility.
Chen Yang stood up and said in a deep voice: "You ate..."
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed: "No!"
Still not admitting it, Chen Yang stared at him: "Is it Zhou Xiaoxiao and Huang Qing?"
Zhang Yan covered his injured head, squatted on the ground dizzy, and shouted with labored breathing: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Did I say anything?"
"Then why is your blood this color?"
"I have no idea… "
Zhang Yan suddenly convulsed and screamed in pain, crawling towards Zhao Yuan: "Save me... Save me..."
Zhao Yuan supported himself on the ground with his hands, trembling as he moved backwards: "Yan, Brother Yan, I can't save you, I can't save you... ah!"
His calf was grabbed, and Zhao Yuan panicked and kicked the hand away.
Zhang Yan fell to his knees on the ground, like a wet rag being wrung out, liquid dripping down. The flesh and blood on his face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, his bones protruded, and his breathing stopped.
Zhao Yuan watched as the person who had saved his life mutated into a monster, died quickly, and ate his teammates. He collapsed and screamed, "Ah! Ahhhh!"
“I really don’t understand, I don’t understand… I don’t understand…”
Zhao Yuan stared at Zhang Yan, who only had half of his body left, tears streaming down his face, and he spoke incoherently: "It seems that the blessing in your body erupted later than mine. It must have happened after you brought A Wu to the cave. I can even bear chemical fertilizers, but are you crazy to eat that? We are human! At that time, we all thought we were going back soon, why did you do this..."
Chen Yang recalled some details about meeting Zhang Yanhou in the cave. A Wu should have discovered it a long time ago and must have found it ironic. This is also the human nature that has been revealed many times on the island.
"Zhang Yan ate Zhou Xiaoxiao and Huang Qing to avoid any accidents before returning. He wanted to be fully prepared."
Chen Yang said: "Maybe when he was eating Zhou Xiaoxiao or Huang Qing, he found that they were not human, so he tried to eat the other one, but found that the other one was not human either. In the end, he had no choice, so he ate both corpses."
"Just now he was in a state of confusion and was in a hurry to get out. It was because of Awu's rapid transformation into a vegetable that he panicked. To be on the safe side, he couldn't wait to go eat more."
Zhao Yuan stopped crying and felt cold all over.
No wonder Zhang Yan was so anxious and out of his mind. He knew that the man was a psychopath, but he still dared to go crazy at him.
If I had been more sober and not gone crazy, and hadn't suffered any external harm, maybe I could have survived and made it back.
It's all your own fault.
The stench in the stone chamber became stronger.
Zhang Yan's human skin body had completely rotted away and turned into a pool of plant juice.
"That one!" Zhao Yuan stopped wiping his nose and pointed with a shaking finger, "Yes, that one! It's still there!"
There was a card lying in the pool of juice.
It is Zhang Yan’s ID number.
Chen Yang wanted to use the boy's crutch to hook it, but changed his mind after stealing a glance at his manic profile. He took out the wire from his pocket, straightened it, moved closer, and slowly poked the card out.
0220115.
Starting from 0, the seven-digit ID number disappeared one by one.
Chen Yang manipulated the wire to turn the card over little by little.
The face on the back has turned black and white, like a posthumous portrait.
Two seconds later, a burn mark began to appear at the corner of the card, gradually expanding until it turned into ashes.
Zhao Yuan swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, unable to restrain his imagination: "Will the ID card be destroyed after death, but the number is still there and given to others to use?"
Chen Yang's eyelids twitched slightly.
A chilly wind started to blow around the altar.
Another circle of figures appeared in Chen Yang's field of vision, as if silently urging them to leave, and the color on his face faded a lot.
Staying here means death, and leaving also means death.
No, something is wrong.
Chen Yang thought: "Logically speaking, at this point, there shouldn't be such a variable that almost completely restarts everything."
Zhao Yuan quickly agreed, "That's right. If this were a game, the current progress would be like killing the boss of this round and standing at the exit. Another large dungeon would be triggered for no apparent reason. It would be like starting all over again. This is too inconsistent with the rules, unless the players are deliberately trying to die."
Chen Yang looked at him suddenly, his expression more anxious and serious than ever before: "What did you say?"
Zhao Yuan shrank his head: "Intentionally want players..."
"In front."
Zhao Yuan asked tentatively: "Not in compliance with the rules?"
Chen Yang's emotions kept changing: "Rules... rules..."
Zhang Yan said it, and the boy also mentioned it.
Chen Yang burrowed his hands into his round and smooth crew cut and silently repeated those two words several times. A light flashed through his mind and his eyes burst into an even more intense light.
"Did you think..."
Zhao Yuan had just finished speaking when he saw Chen Yang quickly run to the altar and cut a mark on the palm of his hand with an iron nail.
The bright red was so eye-catching that Zhao Yuan's eyes almost popped out.
A normal human being
Everything that had happened since he came to the island exploded before Zhao Yuan's eyes. He understood something and was stunned.
Chen Yang pushed aside the dense ivy and dripped blood onto the altar.
No movement.
He smeared it on the stone pillar again.
Chao Jian couldn't bear to watch as he walked up to the altar with crutches, and said in a low voice in annoyance: "Alright, stop rubbing it. It's not that good. I've already said that the bread cubes can only make you immune, and it has no other effect."
Chen Yang's mood was extremely bad. He thought he had finally broken through the smoke bomb and came out of the misleading situation.
"Where's your blood?"
Chao Jian: “…”
Chen Yang looked at the illegal immigrant in front of him, his head swollen, and he became a little irrational: "Just bite a hole and drip a drop of blood on it."
"Are you crazy? How can my blood be useful?" Chao Jian pulled the corner of his lips helplessly, "I am not from this world."
As he spoke impatiently, he bit his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood.
Also because of the blessing mutation, the blood droplets, which were not very pure in color, dripped onto the stone pillar.
Disappeared mysteriously.
The scene in front of him changed. Chao Jian was standing at a wet intersection, smelling the exhaust fumes from cars, and looking at the young man leaning against his shoulder.
“… … … ”
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