"That……"
In silence, the Siren dragged his voice and asked a clear question: "Are we going to take a detour?"
Lao Huang woke up at this moment, shivered, and grabbed Zhao Mou's sleeve: "Hurry, hurry up, go while 'she' doesn't notice us, go!"
The woman's voice was still there, whimpering, whimpering.
Zhao Mou frowned slightly, and pulled Lao Huang's unrestrained hand off his sleeve with a gloomy look: "Don't touch it."
"Oh, oh..." Old Huang was a little embarrassed, but he was even more anxious, "Go away!"
"Don't leave." Zhao Mou snorted, "The forest is so big, how long will it take to take a detour? If it's really like you said, this forest does not exist... how can you be sure that you can go around it just by circling?"
Old Huang's face showed shock: "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Mou: "Go in and have a look?"
He turned the copper coin bracelet with sharp eyebrows and eyes: "Let's go, I just happened to see it - what the hell is that dare to come out and wander around at six o'clock."
"No!" Old Huang was frightened, "Damn, this is not something you can do, I don't want to know. I didn't lie to you. This thing is really dangerous and will kill people!"
He turned his head and said anxiously to Yu Xing and the Siren: "You advise him, you can't go in!"
But the beauty laughed out loud: "I'm curious too, go in and have a look."
Yu Xing looked even more lazy and looked completely unfair, and glanced at Lao Huang: "Do you think we have never seen it?"
Then, under Lao Huang's dull eyes, they stepped into the strange forest one by one.
When I entered the forest, the cold wind suddenly became strong.
The sound of the insect disappeared, replaced by the wind and crying, which came from all directions like a 360-degree surround speaker.
The footsteps behind him were faint. Yu Xing glanced at him and Lao Huang followed him. Zhao Yijiu walked at the end to ensure the safety behind him.
After coming in, Lao Huang stopped talking, but just followed them closely and shrank.
Zhao Mou, who was walking in the front, used a flashlight to illuminate it. As before, the light spread not far away, and was trapped around everyone. As soon as he got far away, he was eroded by darkness.
The leaves covered the ground, and there was a rustling sound when stepped on it.
The Siren complained: "Can the bandits not find the woman who ran away?"
She was also brave and didn't feel that there was anything to avoid when she proposed the plot at this time.
In the dark, the crying sound became even more obvious.
"From the outside world, the woods will not reach their heads for a while." Yu Xingyouran said, "The legend says that women can't get away from the forest. In other words, this is a mysterious forest, which is specially designed to trap passers-by."
Zhao Yijiu listened quietly, and when he looked moved, he found that Lao Huang was trembling and slower, gradually falling behind from him, and was about to step on his feet, so he stretched out his hand lightly: "Don't hold back."
Old Huang turned around, and his blue face looked like a dead person.
Zhao Yijiu stopped.
The three people in front were still chatting. After Yu Xing proposed the role of Lin Zi, Zhao Mou naturally proposed that he should lead the way. His divination is very useful in this environment.
For a while, it seemed that no one noticed what the last person in the team was doing.
Lao Huang's dead face stared at Zhao Yijiu quietly, which was particularly terrifying against the dark woods and the dim flashlight.
Zhao Yijiu didn't move, looking at each other with a calmer look than the dead.
After a while, the cold cool guy finally frowned.
Lao Huang grinned a malicious smile and his slow eyes fell behind him. There, a woman wearing an old cotton jacket slowly emerged from the darkness.
The crying sounds became clearer and closer than ever before at this moment.
Just as Lao Huang was about to say something terrible, he heard Zhao Yijiu whisper dissatisfiedly: "You have already taken Zhao Mou's money."
Dead face Lao Huang: "?"
Cool brother took out a short knife from somewhere. First, he cut off the head of the woman who had already floated behind him without looking back, and then stabbed Lao Huang through with a knife.
The crying stopped suddenly.
He strung Lao Huang with a knife, and with his arm strength, he easily strung Lao Huang to continue walking forward, keeping up with his teammates who were about to lose sight, and said ruthlessly:
"Even if you die, you have to be a good guide."
The penetrated old Huang: "?"
He was pierced and did not bleed, only a faint ghost energy dissipated from the wound, and a little shock appeared on the blue and white dead man's face.
The ones ahead noticed them.
Yu Xing turned around and saw Lao Huang's new look, and said disgustedly: "What are you doing? You're too lazy."
Zhao Mou held a branch in his hand, and didn't look back, and he was wiggling on the ground, then lost interest: "This formation is too simple, and it's easy to find the exit."
"Let's go, the exit is right in front."
The Siren shrugged, obviously because the difficulty was too low, he couldn't even praise him.
Soon, they came out of the woods that were said to trap people.
Outside the forest is a very space of land, with a bumpy pit, and a cliff is still not far away, facing each other from the other side.
The ground on both sides is connected by a suspension bridge.
The moment they came out, the air distorted faintly. Looking back, the woods were gone, and instead they were a part of the road they had walked before.
——This is where Lao Huang first started to talk about ghost stories.
Zhao Yijiu used to Lao Huang to the ground, stepped on him with his boots, and crushed him from a high place: "How to deal with it."
Zhao Mou came over, shone it with a flashlight, and looked at it.
Lao Huang's dead figure was not obvious at the beginning, but now he can't hide it.
His face was as white as pink, his eyes were turbid and black. The strangest thing was that two round blush appeared on his cheeks and the corners of his mouth were curved.
"When did it start..." Zhao Mou murmured, and got closer. Just as he was about to observe carefully, Old Huang suddenly let out a sharp laugh that was not like a human being. The next second, his body burst into smoke.
Zhao Yijiu felt that his feet were empty, so he held back his strength in time and did not step on it. When the smoke dissipated, only a small shadow puppet was left on the spot.
"Shadow puppet?" Zhao Mou picked up the thing, but he didn't expect that this thing would be following them.
The shadow play in his hand is not the image of Lao Huang, but the image of a man wearing an old jacket. The public face is uncharacteristic, but there is a gap in his chest.
"Where is Lao Huang?" The Siren was puzzled, "How come Lao Huang is all human? Is he being transferred?"
"The original version is in the stream." Yu Xing replied for Zhao Mou, "We stepped on the stone and passed the stream. Lao Huang didn't come. He fainted on the other end of the stream."
"How do you know?" The Siren was surprised. Although she could detect that the old Huang was wrong later, she didn't know when the original old Huang was replaced.
But Yu Xing knew so clearly?
Yu Xing smiled when he heard this.
This is...but the forest.
Not to mention anything else when crossing Long Ridge, there are naturally countless trees and dead branches, and all the branches... can become his eyes and tentacles - within a certain range.
Crossing Longling is really a weird place, with a harmonious aura, every grass and tree seem to follow invisible rules. He, like an "outsider", needs to spend more energy to control trees.
But at least the overall environment is very beneficial to him.
So, the moment Lao Huang fell down, he realized it.
But before he could say it, he saw another old Huang standing in the team, just like the real old Huang, quietly mingling among them.
So Yu Xing wanted to see what this thing was to do.
Later, they walked towards the mountains, and "Lao Huang" began to tell them ghost stories, and the strangeness on them became more and more obvious as they were told.
That is a kind of growth and decline.
Yu Xing could feel that the story in "Old Huang"'s mouth was coming true under some rules, and a non-existent forest and a non-existent female ghost were transformed in front of them.
The story consumes the power of "Lao Huang" and makes it unable to maintain perfect disguise.
When they cracked the small obstacle of Mi Lin, the power of "Old Huang" ended and eventually turned into a faded shadow puppet, silently being grabbed by Zhao Mou.
Overall, this behavior seems to be trying to scare them away and prevent them from getting closer to their destination.
“我们所处的位置尚在龙头镇的人会活动的范围内,老黄肯定是走过,所以才敢接我们的生意,按理说,这地方没有这么邪门.”赵谋把皮影人收进背包,略加思考,“除非今天是特例.”
Several people looked at each other.
Why is it a special case?
Because the copy of Acid and County is about to be opened.
Perhaps it was the energy leak before the dungeon was opened that allowed the shadow puppet elements that should have belonged to the dungeon to enter the mountains. As for why they were accurately found, it was hard to say.
But no matter what, there is a fact in front of you.
They don't need a guide anymore.
The strange incident has begun to become active in advance, and the surrounding environment must be different from the original mountains and forests. It is best for them to rely on themselves and be careful in everything.
"As for Lao Huang—" Zhao Mou didn't care much about this person's life or death. "It would not be a disaster to collect my money and let him encounter something. Let him fall asleep there. People like him will run away by themselves when they wake up."
No contractual spirit and professional ethics are nothing to Lao Huang.
"It's a loss." Zhao Yijiu felt pain in pain for the money he had already paid, although his face was expressionless.
Zhao Mou was funny. When did his brother become a little treasurer?
"It's okay, I only paid the deposit, not much at all, just pretend to be mentally lost."
"If I have a choice, I don't want him to make a penny." The Siren murmured, "He works as a guide in Longtou Town and must have participated in a lot of black businesses, and it's not a good thing at all."
However, everyone knows that the focus is not on Lao Huang. After chatting for a few casual words, they turned their eyes to the suspension bridge connecting the grounds on both sides.
There was a dull darkness on the other end of the suspension bridge.
After dark, some things hidden during the day gradually emerged, making the mountains like this no longer ordinary.
Chapter completed!