The blood flowed from the open wound on the neck, poured on the forehead of "喖唔娦ke", and divided into two streams, each flowing from the corner of the eye. In the jagged light and shadow, it seemed as if the statue was shedding tears of blood.
Click~click.
The tiny and dense cracking sounds indicate that some kind of terrifying change has arrived.
First, the white light shines brightly, and the stench fills the shrine.
Then the remaining reliefs in the hall peeled off one after another, and debris and smoke filled the air.
Finally, "喖唔娦ke" finally broke into dust, opening the sealed hole, and dense "nematodes" poured out, swallowing Xiao Shu in an instant.
The demon has escaped, and everyone has only one choice left: run!
They crossed the stone steps.
The "velvet carpet" on the stone steps has grown wildly, even crossing the threshold and spreading into the interior of the temple. Stepping on it is like stepping into semi-solidified glue.
They fled into the village.
The "dead" village "resurrected". First, each household listened to the laughter and laughter, and then the decayed door opened, and human figures made of colorful mold came out. They danced weird dances and sang.
The unknown song surrounded everyone with enthusiasm, as if inviting them to participate in the festival.
Everyone screamed and pushed them away, fleeing all the way onto the rope bridge.
The rapids of the underground river under the bridge were agitated for some reason, and the terrifying roar echoed in the cave. No one dared to look down, as if they would lose their footing and fall, be involved in the rapids, hit the protruding rocks, and their bodies would be torn apart.
After tremblingly crossing the rope bridge, they finally arrived at the entrance of the tunnel, but there was no way to go any further - the previously disappeared monster was blocking the only exit, waiting for them to fall into a trap.
"It's over." Zeng Guangwen lost his mind.
"We fought with it." Wang Zhongmin cried.
But the last flashlight finally ran out of power, the light quickly dimmed and disappeared, and the cold, damp darkness surrounded me, extinguishing the remaining courage.
Everyone was desperate and waiting to die.
Sudden.
Fire was reflected in the tunnel, and then a huge fireball flew out of the tunnel, colliding with the monster and rolling several times. Green light burst out from the fire, criss-crossing, and cutting the monster into pieces.
Then someone jumped out of the fire, and with a flick of his backhand, the fireball turned out to be a tarpaulin filled with oil. He shook it open in the air and pocketed all the monster's broken pieces, then threw it to a high place where there was no water, leaving it alone.
combustion.
Then he turned around and saw a young man with sharp features. Who else could he be if he wasn't Li Chang'an?
…………
Time moves forward.
Molds that grew wildly due to mutations made the mountain village even more dangerous.
Every second you wait increases the risk of becoming a breeding ground for mold.
But at least the monsters were dealt with, and the mold on his arms did not penetrate the raincoat and penetrate into his skin. As Li Changan rushed back, he concentrated on communicating with the wandering dog talisman left in the house, and then got a natural result - everyone
All gone!
The return journey that follows is difficult and dangerous.
Mold grew wantonly, and the colorful mycelium almost flooded the village. Li Changan saw more than once that mice and birds that had no time to escape were wrapped in mycelium and turned into mummies within a few moments.
He had no choice but to use his "armor horse" to pick up the submerged roof ridges and fly around. Occasionally, he had to use the remaining talismans to burn the place where he stayed.
When he finally returned.
The fire burning in the beams had been extinguished by the rain, and what was left to him was the intact "talisman circle" on the ground and the surviving baskets of Molotov cocktails next to it.
He sacrificed the Chonglong Jade and traced the smell left by everyone, but found that there was a smell of women's shampoo mixed in with it.
…………
Time returns to the present.
Tunnel entrance.
Li Changan asked immediately:
"Where's Xiao Shu?"
Everyone's joy at surviving the disaster was suddenly dampened. Coupled with Yi Baohua's devastated appearance, Li Changan had already guessed that they were close to each other.
"I see."
He sighed.
"Now is not the time to feel sad, we have to get out of here quickly."
Wang Zhongmin immediately agreed. He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a second, but when he stepped into the tunnel, he was pulled back by Li Changan.
"You can't go this way, there's an even bigger blockage outside!"
Wang Zhongmin was at a loss.
But isn’t the one inside who just got out of trouble the most ruthless?
Of course Li Changan knew.
He took the risk and rushed down into the cave to save others, not to die. Of course, he had a plan.
But now is no time for nonsense.
"follow me."
Instead, it headed towards the depths of the cave.
…………
When everyone returned to the dark river.
The village on the other side has been shrouded in a hazy white light. In the blur, many men and women in gorgeous clothes can be seen kneeling to the ground and worshiping the glorious gods in the sky. The sound of pious chanting is heard, but the actual content cannot be heard, but only
It feels particularly pleasant to the ears, and it is accompanied by bursts of sweet smell, which makes people feel intoxicated and want to...
"wake up!"
Professor Shao was shocked.
Looking at the village again, there are no men and women, they are just human shapes made up of lumps of mold; there are no gods anywhere, they are just densely packed "nematodes" deep in the white light.
The sweet smell in his nose also became extremely foul-smelling.
He vaguely remembered that Li Changan had mentioned it.
Corpse spirit.
He couldn't help retching a few times, not daring to look anymore, and quickly turned his head - the place where he came from was glowing with colorful colors under the light of pale white light. He suspected that he had been dazzled by smoke, so he rubbed his face and looked carefully
Looking over, it turns out that underneath the beauty, there is dense mold!
He probably understood what Li Changan meant by "more ruthless".
His face suddenly turned pale, and he murmured:
"It's over, it's over."
There is a wolf in front of you and a tiger behind you. Are you going to die and fall into a desperate situation?
"No!"
Li Changan suddenly spoke.
"We still have a way to survive!"
He pointed to the underground river flowing at his feet.
Everyone was stunned.
…………
Fortunately, "mold" or these things that look like mold will not spread with the water flow, giving the archaeological team a last chance to escape.
Li Changan untied the items he carried with him into the cave: a bundle of ropes and a large package.
He first stuffed the package into Zeng Guangwen's arms.
"Hold it tight."
Then he took the rope and asked everyone to tie it tightly from the waist, while explaining:
"Do you still remember the legend of Azhi? How did he arrive at the mountain god's residence? A tunnel during drought, which is the underground river at our feet."
At first glance, the logic makes sense. According to the legend, how A Zhi comes in is how we go out.
But if you don’t have a kayak, don’t have a life jacket, and don’t have any route exploration, you still have to go rafting in such a fast and dark river. What’s the difference between this and courting death?!
Professor Shao's scalp was numb: "Wait..."
"Can't wait."
Li Changan pointed at the village on the shore, the light was expanding rapidly, engulfing the kneeling figures one after another; he pointed behind him, the colors spread rapidly, almost reaching his feet.
"But..." Wang Zhongmin's mouth went dry, "I can't swim!"
Li Changan patted several yellow charms into their collars one by one.
"Hold it tightly. The water talisman protects you from water."
"But the water flow is so fast." Zeng Guangwen was sweating profusely. "Even if we could get out, we would have been knocked apart long ago."
Li Changan took out a few more spiritual talismans.
"Wood Spirit Talisman, for protection."
"But……"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The Taoist priest snatched the package back and kicked it over.
He then "plopped" into the rapids with a high-pitched scream.
Then, the ropes connected to each other pulled Yi Baohua, Wang Zhongmin, and Professor Shao down the underground river one after another, and Li Changan was left in the end.
He struggled to throw the package he brought high up, and then let the rope pull him into the underground river.
The moment he fell into the rapids.
The dazzling and rich white light fills the field of vision, and many graceful figures can be faintly seen dancing in the light, as if there is a wonderful country hidden in the light, which has opened its door and welcomes mortals to abandon the sufferings of the world and live in it.
The Taoist priest raised his neck in the water, laughed and cursed:
"Pooh!"
"evildoer!"
"Pretend to be a ghost."
"Who doesn't know that there is a pile of moldy human bones under your phantom!"
Give him the middle finger without hesitation.
At the same time.
The thrown package fell, and the outer cloth fell away, revealing its true appearance. It turned out to be a pile of Molotov cocktails and yellow paper charms tied together.
The Taoist priest's laughter echoed in the cave.
"Hurry as the law dictates!"
Instantly.
The paper talisman lit the oil bottle, which in turn detonated the corpse gas.
boom!!!
The white light was engulfed in fire.
The explosion shook the mountainside, and rubble crashed down.
Li Changan's eyes darkened.
Swallowed into the depths of the underground river by the rapids.