Strange Recovery: Seeing Through the Buddha Statue Hidden Corpse at the Beginning Chapter 102: The Buddhist Shrine Cave on the Ten Thousand-zhang Mountain Cliff
Chapter 102: The Buddhist Shrine Cave on the Ten Thousand-zhang Mountain Cliff
"Little boy! You, your nails?"
Qiu Chan's exclamation came from the candlelit hut. She looked at her son with disbelief as she stood up, her face became ferocious and her hands grew sharp claws.
"Liu, Liu Shan, run quickly!"
Qiu Chan was obviously frightened. She pulled Liu Shan back a few steps and shouted anxiously in front of him.
Zhou Fan, who was silent, felt a little complicated at the moment.
He is not Liu Shan, but Qiu Chan is Qiu Chan.
"Don't be afraid! He actually wants to scare us away!"
"If my guess is correct, then the most dangerous place is outside the village."
"Staying in the village will not put your life in danger, but as long as you leave the village, the things outside at night will probably harm your life."
Even though Zhou Fan saw the little boy's sudden change, his expression remained very calm. Instead, he comforted and explained to Qiu Chan in front of him.
"Jie Jie Jie! It's dangerous outside the village. Don't you think I'm not in danger?"
The little boy's body suddenly became distorted, his eyes glowed with scarlet blood, and fangs sprouted out. He looked like an evil spirit. Jie Jie stared at Zhou Fan with a strange smile and asked.
"Yes! You are not dangerous!"
Zhou Fan pulled the trembling Qiu Chan behind him, still staring calmly at the mutated little boy.
And as he finished speaking, a pair of bloody claws landed on his neck in the blink of an eye.
The icy-cold claw tips had already pierced his flesh, and it seemed that it only needed a slight amount of force to penetrate his neck.
"don't want!"
Qiu Chan, who was behind Zhou Fan, was frightened and screamed, but was held tightly by Zhou Fan's hand to protect her behind her.
"Kill!"
"If I guess correctly, you can leave here as long as you die!"
"Of course, the exception is being killed by those things in the darkness outside the village!"
Zhou Fan still looked calmly at the little boy with a ferocious face, turning a blind eye to the claws that pierced the flesh.
"I admit that you are very smart, but I'm afraid you guessed wrong this time!"
The little boy showed a ferocious sneer, and raised the sharp claw to pierce Zhou Fan's neck. The moment he raised it, the sharp claw stabbed hard.
"don't want!"
"boom!"
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, Qiu Chan screamed and threw the stool she was holding at the little boy.
The stool hit him directly on the head. By chance, the little boy's claws were aimed at him, and the impact of the stool penetrated his own throat.
Just like that, the little boy fell in a pool of blood.
Qiu Chan held up the bench and stood there in shock, unable to recover for a while.
Zhou Fan, who was waiting for death to come, was surprised that the little boy himself died first.
Looking at the body lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't help but frown.
"I, I killed our son with my own hands?"
Qiu Chan held up the bench and exclaimed in disbelief!
As the bench fell with a bang, she almost fell down.
Fortunately, Zhou Fan's quick eyesight and quick hands helped her to prevent her from falling.
"You are saving me!"
"Besides, he is not our son, so don't feel guilty!"
Zhou Fan looked at Qiu Chan with a complicated expression and comforted her and said!
Then, he handed her a dagger hidden in his waist.
"Maybe this is a little cruel to you and a little hard to accept, but he and I really don't belong here."
"He probably died on purpose, because only when the body here dies can he in the outside world come back to life."
"So, I want you to give me a ride!"
Zhou Fan looked at Qiu Chan with a complicated expression. He really didn't want to let down this woman who he had had a night of fun with.
But this is just a dream after all. When you wake up from the dream, the cicada will no longer exist.
"no no!"
"I don't want you to leave me!"
"You stay! I beg you..."
After Qiu Chan heard Zhou Fan's words, she hugged him tightly in panic, fearing that he would also leave her.
She has already lost her son and cannot afford to lose her husband again.
"Be good! Don't cry!"
"As long as you have us in your heart, maybe we will see each other again one day!"
"I'm quite afraid of pain, so I can't think of stabbing myself to death!"
"you can help me?"
Zhou Fan gave Qiu Chan a hug, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, grabbed her trembling hand holding the dagger and asked for help with a smile.
But Qiu Chan kept shaking her head and hugging Zhou Fan tightly, fearing to lose him again.
"Why!"
Zhou Fan, who had been silent for a long time, finally sighed. The moment he grabbed Qiu Chan's arm, he lifted her up and finally fell into her arms.
"No! No!"
"Why are you so stupid!"
Qiu Chan looked at Zhou Fan who fell in her arms, her eyes already wet with tears.
She had already lost her son and now her husband.
It seemed that she was the only one left in Nuoda's village.
The sad voice echoed through the earth-tiled house, blending into the bleak and silent night...
...
...
Under the dim night, a spectacular mountain cliff is covered with dense caves. The cave is not deep and you can see to the bottom at a glance.
In every cave that looks like a grid, there is a clay figurine sitting cross-legged.
There are thousands of clay figures in thousands of caves. These clay figures, both male and female, are so lifelike that they look like real people.
"Click!"
"Kakaka..."
Among the thousands of clay statues, a clay statue that looked like a boy suddenly made a crisp sound.
Immediately afterwards, the mud statue started to move, and all the dry mud covering his body suddenly fell off at this moment.
"Where is this?"
The clay statue opened its eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment around it, and couldn't help but look suspicious.
The person who woke up was naturally Zhou Fan. He looked at the soil falling under his feet and couldn't help but look at himself.
"Am I sealed in a clay figurine?"
Zhou Fan, who muttered secretly, tried to activate the forbidden energy in his Dantian and took out the bone whip in the blink of an eye.
After he discovered that all the forbidden weapons in his body could be used, he breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously walked out of the cave.
Soon, he noticed the tens of thousands of feet of cliffs at his feet, as well as the honeycomb-like caves on the flat, mirror-like cliffs.
He disappeared in the blink of an eye and reappeared in another cave next to him.
I saw a clay figurine in the cave that looked like an old man. It looked lifelike and vivid, as if it had been printed out of a mold of a living person.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the bone whip in Zhou Fan's hand hit the clay figure and shattered it in the blink of an eye.
Soon, a shriveled old man's body fell and hit the ground with a muffled sound.
With a vigilant look on his face, he instantly waved his bone whip to wrap around the body. After getting closer and inspecting it carefully, he discovered that the old man had been dead for a long time and there was no trace of life left in his body.
He stared at the old man's shriveled body and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Not long after, he left the cave and started searching around.
In the caves that look like Buddhist niches, there is a clay figure in each cave.
Inside each clay figure is a shriveled corpse, and those corpses have long lost any vitality.
What made Zhou Fan a little surprised was that the dead people were not only wearing modern clothes but also ancient costumes.
Moreover, there were many people wearing different costumes, both men and women, but no children were seen.
Those who died inside the clay statues were probably trapped in a dream and failed to wake up in time, which resulted in them losing their physical bodies and being left in the dream forever.
As he flew around to investigate, he saw many familiar faces.
Those people were actually villagers in the village. It turned out that they were trapped in the dream village and stayed there forever.
Zhou Fan couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought that he almost wouldn't wake up.
"If the villagers in the village are all trapped clay figurines, does that mean Qiu Chan may actually be one of the clay figurines?"
"Qiu Chan, Qiu Chan, the mother of coffin No. 3 seems to be called Qiu Chan, and her son seems to be a shepherd boy. Is there any connection between this?"
Zhou Fan, who was muttering to himself, felt a little doubtful for a moment.
He was a little afraid of seeing Qiu Chan's body, and he was even more frightened of the Qiu Chan in his dream. How would he face the strange female Qiu Chan he had seen before?
With so many thoughts on his mind, he stood there with his brows furrowed in deep thought.
"Zhang Qian seems to have come in too. Why didn't I meet her in the dream?"
"Since the Ghost King woke up first, why didn't he kill me first who still hasn't woken up?"
Zhou Fan, who walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the silent stone wall, frowned slightly and had thousands of questions in his mind.
But there are some things that are useless to think about.
He took out an aircraft directly from the skull seal space.
After standing on the aircraft and holding down the remote control to turn on the light, he flew out of the cave and hovered outside the cave.
Immediately afterwards, he began to search in a row for the clay figures of Zhang Qian or the Ghost King and Qiu Chan.
There are thousands of Buddhist niches in the cave, and the clay figurines are almost dazzling to see.
During this long period of time, it seems that many people have come in here.
But it is puzzling why no one could escape and only the Ghost King could escape.
With thousands of thoughts and countless suspicions, he finally found a broken clay statue when he flew down to the mountainside.
But there was no one inside the clay figure, and it was difficult to identify who it was because of the shattered statue.
He had a bad premonition in his heart and couldn't help but anxiously flew out of the cave to continue searching.
After searching for a while, he found another broken clay figurine.
The face is still intact and it can be seen that this is an old man, and it doesn't take a guess to know that this old man is probably the Ghost King.
"Ghost King!"
"Where did you take Zhang Qian?"
The loud voice suddenly resounded through the cliffs, echoing with waves of echoes.
But no one answered him, and the entire cliff was so quiet that only his own voice could be heard.
Beyond the cliff is a desolate, charred forest. It's so foggy that you can't see clearly, and you don't know if there is any danger.
It is naturally not Zhou Fan's character to sit back and wait for death.
He quickly passed by and took a rough look at all the cliffs. After finding no clay figures of Zhang Qian and Qiu Chan, he couldn't help but look at the charred woods behind him.
Zhou Fan raised his hand and suddenly integrated his spiritual thoughts into the skull seal. He wanted to sense Zhang Qian's breath through the skull seal.
But soon, he opened his eyes with an ugly expression and cursed secretly.
He failed to sense Zhang Qian's position, and a mysterious force blocked his sense.
And knowing that there is a subtle connection between the skull seals, the person who can sense each other and actively cut off the sense can only be the Ghost King.
"Hmph! Do you think I can't find her like this?"
"Innocent!"
Zhou Fan seemed to be completely annoyed. He snorted coldly and then directly controlled the aircraft to fly into the charred woods.