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Chapter 27 Fierce

 It had just rained, and the wooden cross was soaked in water and the color was darker than when it was dry.

This scene was unexpected. A dark light flashed in Nightmare's eyes, and then he shook his head: "This is not an illusion, the tomb bag is real."

Hearing this, Yu Xing walked a few steps. As soon as he stepped onto the ground, he couldn't help but frown and almost squatted down with his legs weak.

Because he could feel that each of these raised earth mounds was exuding the breath of a cursed thing towards him.

The kind of cursed object that can cause the cold and ghostly energy in his body to surge instantly, just like the mysterious black coffin in Coffin Village.

In an instant, his face turned pale again, and his chest felt tight. It was obvious that he couldn't stay in this place for a long time, otherwise it would be difficult to clean up.

Whatever you want to investigate, you have to do it as soon as possible.

Yu Xing used his long legs to step on the nearest grave mound and reached out to touch the cross.

The wood was rough and uncarved. It was just two rectangular wooden strips of different lengths that were crudely nailed together with iron nails and then inserted into the soil.

There are wooden thorns everywhere. If someone accidentally touches the cross, they may get the wooden thorns piercing their skin.

And at the intersection of the cross, there was a very familiar noose. Yu Xing recognized it at a glance. It was the noose that hung from the tree before to attract people to hang themselves.

The difference is that the noose here on the cross is stained with blood.

"Why are there man-made objects here?" Carlos also held a meeting in this open area to explore, and the most difficult thing to figure out was the man-made traces.

You must know that whether it is the coast, caves, ravines, or big trees, they are all natural products, and the attack methods are either pure illusions and misdirections, or they use things of the islanders themselves, such as reflections, to kill people.

So they thought at first that no one had ever visited this island of the dead.

Standing on a grave mound, Nightmare carefully took the blood-stained noose in her hand and looked at it. The blood had soaked deeply into the rope, and she could still smell a fishy smell when she got closer.

Because it was wet by the rain, the blood on the rope was flowing slowly. This was obviously abnormal, because if there was blood on the surface, the rain would wash away the blood and never let the blood flow on the rope.

She asked: "Is this the first time we have found artificial traces on the island? Is there someone living in the center of the island?"

"No, it's not the first time." Yu Xing held on to the cross and was not very energetic. He took a small breath, "Strictly speaking, the same is true for those corpses hanging on the trees. Didn't the magician also say

Well, lying on one's back is not like hanging to death, but rather similar to hanging."

"Yes, if it is hanging, it is indeed an act that only humans can do." Carlos stopped, vaguely feeling that Yu Xing was in something wrong, but he did not ask directly, but continued following the topic, "So

There are indeed people on the island, at least there once were."

Nightmare put down the rope. She was wary of the blood on the rope and paid attention not to get a drop of it: "Actually, I guess even if there were people on the island before, they are gone now because the island cannot be self-sufficient and the food supply is not enough.

However, as long as there are people, they will not allow people like us to land on the island, and they will still conduct research on the island."

"What you said makes sense." Yu Xing said calmly, "So it doesn't matter to us who lived on the island in the past. What is closely related to us now are these graves."

Carlos looked at him: "I know how much you know, tell me?"

Yu Xing suppressed the bursts of pain in his body and sweat broke out on his forehead: "Let's leave here first."

nightmare:"?"

Only then did she realize that Xing was acting a little uncomfortable.

"Are you OK?"

"Something happened." Yu Xing didn't hide it. The other two people had eyes to see what he was doing. They could tell if they looked carefully. There was no need to lie. He raised his legs and walked toward the center of the island.

This land is not big, and you can see the end at a glance. No matter what you have to say, wait until he steps out of this area and stabilizes his body before talking.

Carlos thought about the same thing when he thought about Coffin Village. He was in an inexplicable state getting worse and worse outside the ancestral hall. In the end, he almost fainted. No, it felt like he was about to die. Xiao Xuechen killed him with a dagger, and his condition only improved after he was resurrected.

Get better.

Could it be a side effect of the resurrection sacrifice?

Thinking about it this way, Carlos became more and more convinced that it was only reasonable that such a heaven-defying sacrifice ability would have negative effects!

He gave Yan a no-questions-asking look, and he followed Yu Xing's footsteps. It wasn't until he left the cemetery that Yu Xing felt that the invisible curse power around him was gone.

"call"

Yu Xing's muscles hidden in his clothes were aching. He calmed down, glanced back, and said, "There are people buried in these graves."

"There should have been people buried in the graves," Xiang said with a smile.

Yu Xing: So love will disappear, right? You said you like it, but you didn’t even pretend to do it, right?

As he sat down to rest, he said, "What I mean is that there is a corpse in the grave, a wooden cross on the grave, and a bloody noose on the cross. Don't you think there are any similarities?"

When he said this, Carlos and Yu thought about it for a while.

Then Carlos yelled: "There are also corpses, wood, and blood on the other side of the big tree?"

"That's right, trees are born in the soil, and crosses are stuck on earthen graves. This is a tree born from the soil, and it will never stop growing." Yu Xing squinted his eyes, and his voice became calmer, and it sounded inexplicably convincing.

"Strictly speaking, blood belongs to water, and wood will grow when it meets water. However, blood is a great evil, which reverses the entire cycle of life and death into a vicious evil. If a corpse is buried or hung in such an environment, what will happen to the corpse?"

"Although I don't understand Feng Shui." Xiang hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated and swallowed it, "But I guess corpses can mutate?"

"It's not just mutation. People who arrange it like this are raising corpses. In the end, the corpse will turn into a completely evil thing. It can be used to drive or sacrifice, which is very troublesome." Yu Xing raised his eyes and looked calmly.

Looking in the direction of the cemetery, "Of course, this operation is not enough, and it will not be possible even if it lasts for a hundred years. I think it is because the follow-up has not followed up. It is very likely that the people here encountered something and left directly, and these arrangements were abandoned, and

The hallucination abilities of the Island of the Dead are integrated into one.”

"As expected of you who claims to know a lot about things like this, he also knows about this kind of thing." Carlos sighed and shook his head. However, because the image of doctor Abai did not have that ungrateful temperament, this move did not convey what Carlos wanted to express.

Express ridicule.

"Seeing that you are also quite tired, let's stop moving and just wait for the ghouls here. We can explore the plot in the next three days." Ni suggested.

Yu Xing and Carlos had no objection, so for the next time, they sat on the spot and repaired, and kept reporting their positions on the intercom to the four groups coming here.


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