The rain was all over my face and I couldn't open my eyes.
My body was aching from having fallen down countless times.
The water-saturated clothes turned into stones and stuck to my body, making me feel cold and heavy.
The archaeological team stumbled through the labyrinth of winding alleys. Wind, rain, night, narrow alleys, and stagnant water all tortured them, but they did not dare to stop for a moment.
listen.
Pa da ~ pa da!
Strange footsteps followed closely in the dark rain.
The flashlight pointed over.
In the dark alley, the twisted figure flashed and disappeared.
It's a monster.
Monsters are following them, chasing them, and teasing them!
And they only have one idea.
run!
Run desperately!
Go through the ruins, into the tunnels, and across the rope bridges.
Wait until you come to your senses.
The unoccupied and orderly houses around them grew moldy and hairy in the dead silence—they panicked and returned to the underground village.
Hit a dead end.
An anxious voice: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What to do? What to do!"
A calm voice said: "Stop shouting, let's go to the shrine."
"Crazy? There's a monster!"
"There is also a seal. The monsters inside can't get out, and the monsters outside shouldn't be able to get in either."
"Should you? Can you guarantee it? You're gambling on your life!"
"Is there a choice?"
Two voices were deadlocked, and a third voice sounded from the darkness.
Crack~cheep.
It was the rope bridge behind me that was shaking, and something was chasing it.
There really is no choice.
Everyone once again ran towards the depths of the cave and towards the shrine. The pursuit along the way drained their bodies. When they arrived at the door of the shrine, everyone's legs were shaking, their ears were ringing and their eyes were dizzy. Xiao Shu even fell to the ground.
Even though her knees were broken, several men tried their best to drag her over the threshold.
…
A gorgeous palace was dug into the belly of the mountain, with huge and ferocious gods entrenched within it.
In other words, the initial impression that the shrine gave to everyone was that of exquisite beauty with a mysterious and terrifying beauty.
So now, all that's left is terror.
The exquisite carvings turned into ruins all over the ground, and only one head of "喖唔娦ke" remained embedded in the entrance of the hole. A circle of strange-textured white material squeezed out from the edge of the hole, like a living thing, constantly shrinking and expanding, spitting out turbid and dim white light.
It made its face even more ferocious.
Everyone who was hiding in the shrine unconsciously moved out a little, and then all looked at the door - the monster was already following closely.
Five flashlights were pointed at him, not daring to move an inch, as if the light could converge into a wall, blocking the horror that followed outside.
pity.
Delusions are still delusions.
Maggot-like limbs crawled through the "velvet carpet" woven by mold, and the pale and skinny monster showed its shape in the light.
…
As everyone's heartbeats became increasingly violent, the monster approached step by step.
But just like the "velvet carpet" that spread all the way to the door of the shrine and stopped abruptly, the monster finally stopped at the door of the shrine.
So a low threshold became a natural dividing line.
On one side is a rotten cave and on the other is a ruined temple.
One is a ferocious monster, and the other is a human being unable to wait for the judgment of fate.
After a few extra long minutes.
The verdict is handed down.
The monster's yellow eyes glanced at the "prey" for the last time, and then slowly retreated into the darkness.
Is it gone?
The bet was right!
There was no cheering at this moment, only endless exhaustion.
Everyone collapsed in the ruins, stretching their trembling bodies from exhaustion. Their wet clothes were wrapped in plaster and they were too lazy to take pictures. Their flashlights rolled all over the ground without bothering to pick them up. Everyone could only focus on breathing heavily.
for a long time.
Professor Shao's voice sounded hoarse.
"Cantonese?"
"I am here."
"Are you okay?"
"It's not bad. I can't see the road clearly due to my broken glasses. I fell several times and I think I twisted my bones."
"Baohua?"
"Same, it's no big deal."
"Brother Wang?"
"It's not bad, but as I get older, my lungs feel like they're on fire after running a few steps."
"Xiao Shu?"
No one responded.
Everyone was stunned, and hurriedly picked up the flashlight and pointed it at the corner of the shrine - Xiao Shu, who was originally placed there, was nowhere to be seen. There were only two blood marks on the ground spreading into the depths of the shrine - she had been attacked?!
The flashlight hurriedly traced the blood stains and captured Xiao Shu's figure at the end of the shrine.
She was lying on the ground, supporting her body with her arms, and moved forward little by little. The wounds on her knees dragged dazzling blood stains on the rough ground.
It turns out he wasn't attacked.
Only then did everyone come up with this idea.
next moment.
Xiao Shu had already stood up while holding on to the stone wall. In front of him was the only remaining head of Zou Xi Ke.
Professor Shao suddenly felt inexplicably trembling.
"Xiao Shu! It's dangerous over there, don't move!"
Xiao Shu seemed to have heard the words, but did not follow his instructions and just turned his head.
The light shone on her face, which was as pale as tissue paper.
And at this moment.
There was no pity on her face when she returned from a rainy night, nor was there the panic and fear when she was running for her life. There was only a kind of numbness on her face, a kind of dullness like a puppet on a string.
This dullness shot through Professor Shao's mind like a bolt of lightning.
He inexplicably remembered that the rope bridge in the underground cave must have been destroyed by himself. Why... A burst of exclamation interrupted his thoughts.
Look up.
Xiao Shu, who was at the end of the shrine, held a sharp stone in his hand and pressed it against his neck.
Suddenly.
Professor Shao thought he had gone back a few days ago, to the day when Xiao Shu tried to commit suicide for the first time.
However, this time, no Li Changan could fall from the sky, and Xiao Shu finally completed her unfinished business and slit her own throat.
Blood sprayed out, blurring the blood talisman on the forehead of Tuo Chong Eike.
Click~
Something broke in the darkness.
There is something spreading in the darkness.
…………
Li Changan stood in a tremble of sweat.
There was a moment.
It felt like something cold was crawling across my neck.
As a practitioner, he understood that this was a warning from his spiritual sense.
He clenched the yellow talisman in his hand.
Look around calmly.
In front are monsters being crucified and waiting to be burned. On the left are several crumbling stone walls, on the right is a collapsed courtyard, and behind them is a deep winding alley.
What will it be?
Listen carefully.
There seemed to be a little more noise in the wind and rain.
The voice is low and trivial, mixed into the wind and rain, omnipresent, vague and like murmurs, as if every stone, every gust of wind, and every drop of rain are whispering to each other, as if the whole village is whispering.
No!
Li Changan is alert.
No matter how desolate the village is, it is just a dead thing. How can a dead thing make a sound?
Be still and concentrate, and get rid of distracting thoughts.
If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound sources come from all directions, but they are divided into strong and weak ones.
And the strongest one... The flashlight pointed forward, the iron knife covered with runes rested alone on the stone slab, and the monster was nowhere to be seen.
The divine power has failed?!
Without thinking much, I caught a glimpse of it from the corner of my eye.
A group of shadows came quietly on the wind.
It’s the disappearing monster!
Li Changan immediately raised his arm to block its neck, blocking its bite, before it could swoop over with a pair of strange wings...
"The wind is coming!"
The strong wind suddenly picked up, carrying the rain with it, and suddenly it was like a big river rolling up.
The monster mixed with the stagnant water, the remaining bricks and tiles, sand, gravel and soil flew out together and penetrated into the winding alley.
Li Changan pressed Fengyu and sprinkled several talismans in his hand.
Boom~
The fire scorched the sky, burning the monster into ashes and briefly dispelling the night.
Li Changan finally discovered where the sound came from.
On a certain wall, mildew stains flowed out from the cracks in the stone like grease, and spread out densely packed nematode-like hyphae, colorful, swaying in the miserable wind and rain.
It turned out that the sound was mold spreading and growing wantonly.
On every wall, every beam, every gap, and... Li Changan lowered his head. Where his arm had just come into contact with the monster, little spots of mildew appeared, and clusters of hyphae grew.
He seemed to be aware of the Taoist priest's gaze.
The hyphae moved and quickly weaved into a pale and thin face.