For a moment, Xiao Ran only felt his feet and ankles tighten, and then the world hung upside down. At the same time, the "rustling" whispers in his ears sounded again, with a little excitement in his tone.

It turned out that while he was observing the environment, a vine wrapped around his back and wrapped around his ankle, lifting him up.

The moment the flashlight fell to the ground, it illuminated the heads hanging from the vines on the ceiling. The voices were coming from the mouths of these heads. They were twisting their faces and communicating in a language that only they could understand.

Xiao Ran felt surprised. He could vaguely hear that these heads were communicating with the simplest words, but the intonation, pronunciation, etc. were all very distorted and vague. It seemed that although only the dead heads were left, their basic language skills were still there, just a few words.

Hundreds of years of isolation have degraded this function so much that a new language system has almost formed in this small circle.

The torch in Xiao Ran's hand also fell to the ground, and the surrounding roots got out of the way as quickly as possible. In fact, the roots, which were as thick as thighs at their finest, could easily crush the torch.

I didn't expect that someone so big could be so cowardly when it comes to someone really deadly. It seems that he is just a master who hides behind his back and plays dirty tricks, and only bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Xiao Ran thought to himself that even if he really died, he would not die in the hands of such a slut. He stood up with the knife and swung it above the sole of his foot. The vines were cut sharply, and the dead heads gathered around him also immediately

The birds and beasts dispersed, leaving only the panic on their faces and the chattering in their mouths.

After Xiao Ran landed, a carp straightened up, raised a torch and waved it at the heads. Seeing those heads running away in fear, he burst into laughter.

"Look at the faces of all of you. You are hiding behind your back to blow the wind and carry out sneak attacks in the hope that no one will notice. You still think you have special abilities, right? I will play with you today!"

After that, he retreated to the north wall, blew out an oil lamp, used a guanshan knife to remove the entire lamp, and walked menacingly to the giant tree with most of the lamp of shark oil.

Those white and green dead heads seemed to have guessed Xiao Ran's plan. Each of them twisted their faces and opened their mouths to make a series of "uh uh uh" sounds of fear. They wanted to get closer but were frightened by the lamp oil and torch in Xiao Ran's hand.

They urged each other forward, and even made vague scolding sounds to each other.

"Everyone is as timid as a mouse. When they see me playing, they really let others go first. Where did the energy of muttering behind my back just now to watch the excitement go? You really deserve to die!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and then most of the lamp oil was poured on the tree. The dead heads screamed in despair, and were dragged by the vines as far away as possible, clinging to the ceiling and three walls.

Xiao Ran used a flashlight to look at the movements of the vines and dead heads that were hiding away, and then he realized that it was these heads that were controlling the vines from the beginning, rather than the vines controlling the heads or other heads.

On the branches of some vines, there are obvious signs of fire and gnawing. It seems that Liu Shengli and Xu Er prevented the fire from burning the vines before, and these dead heads huddled on the lower floors forcibly bit off the vines that had been set on fire in order to protect themselves.

, leaving those outer heads to fend for themselves.

The disgust in Xiao Ran's heart further intensified. He was already so virtuous, but he was still so greedy for life and afraid of death. It didn't matter, but there were obviously more ways to protect himself, so he actually chose to sacrifice other heads on a vine.

It seems that the closer the head is to the tree body, the more control it has. In order to protect himself, he can send others to die. Xiao Ran stared fiercely at the dead heads that were far away. Those dead heads murmured despair, but

It seemed as if he was deliberately avoiding Xiao Ran's gaze and turned his face away.

"Listen, you old guys, I know you still have some intelligence. Now I want to go out. If you tell me where the tool to open the door is, I will consider letting you go."

Those dead heads were whispering to each other. Xiao Ran was afraid that they wouldn't understand, so he pointed at himself and then at the door: "Me! Open the door!"

The dead heads didn't seem to understand Xiao Ran's words, and they continued to communicate in low voices. Xiao Ran was helpless. He was now trapped in this secret room. No matter how big the space was, it was impossible to prevent fire and burn trees, otherwise he would have to suffocate to death here.

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There was a "Jie Jie Jie" sound at the same time from the pile of heads, and those heads turned around, with ugly and sinister smiles on their twisted faces. It was as if they had thought of the dilemma Xiao Ran was facing after some discussion.

In order to make a big impression, Xiao Ran held up a torch and pretended to burn the tree. But the vines where the dead heads were located just instinctively flashed back, and then continued to laugh ferociously. A few heads even dangled above his head, as if provoking.

Keep getting closer and further away.

Xiao Ran was angry in his heart. Those dead heads knew that he was against the rat, so they suddenly became arrogant. When a head was approaching, he used lightning speed to cut off the vine where the head was.

The head shook a few times on the ground, and then all the green soup flowed out, turning into a white, real dead head.

When the others saw this, they knew that even if Xiao Ran didn't dare to set fire, the knife in his hand was not easy to mess with, so they didn't dare to get close to make trouble. However, they didn't have the slightest sympathy for the colleague who accidentally lost it just now, and they just hid behind

Laughing from a distance.

Now he wanted to go out but couldn't get out, he wanted to set fire to it but couldn't, he wanted to chop off these people's heads to vent his anger but couldn't reach them. Xiao Ran felt annoyed. He had never been so blinded in this journey.

Suddenly there was a "crackling" sound, and the dead heads hanging in the distance all suddenly looked frightened, and the vines were twisting uneasily, as if something dangerous was coming.

Xiao Ran followed the source of the sound with his flashlight and saw that it was in the middle of the tree that he wanted to see clearly before. The vines wrapped around it suddenly separated, revealing what was wrapped inside.

Xiao Ran took a breath of air, rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

In the middle of the giant tree, there is an almost complete human body, but the hands and feet have been integrated with the tree vines. The body is still wrapped in clothes that are not rotten, and the exposed head, face, neck, arms and legs, etc., all look like

Trees generally have thin wooden textures, and they look like human-shaped wooden sculptures that are white and green.

The man's eyes were tightly closed, and his hair turned into a large handful of gray-green twigs, like a large bush of waterweed. The large bush of waterweed was held in a bun with an upturned head, and there was a black and green hairpin under the bun.

Looking at the face, clothing and hair accessories of the wooden sculpture, Xiao Ran was alerted that this was a young woman. Or rather, a young woman from hundreds of years ago.

The body of the wood-carved woman slowly protruded, and as the thin vines on her legs twisted and twisted, she assumed a kneeling posture and sat on the ground in front of the tree.

Xiao Ran didn't feel the discomfort and hostility caused by the dead head in her. Instead, he felt an easy-going feeling, as if she was inviting him over.

Xiao Ran took a step forward, and Li Jiuguo said: "Old Xiao, be careful of fraud, don't fall into a beauty trap... No, a wooden trap."

After saying this, Bei Jiuguo let out a chuckle.

"I'm planning on you, uncle..."

Xiao Ran was so irritated by him that he had a strong temper. Wasn't he just a complete wooden person? At worst, he could chop her down.

He took another two steps forward, when suddenly there was a sound in his ears, accompanied by a gust of wind. Xiao Ran turned his head suddenly, and saw a dead head with a ferocious face, grinning and biting him quickly.
Chapter completed!