After paying homage to the statue, 1314 didn't even look back. He walked around the wall and led everyone inside.
Bypassing the huge relief marble wall and walking through the I-shaped porch, a hall with three narrow paths appears in front of everyone. The most attractive thing here is not the three forked paths leading to unknown directions, but the high ceiling.
A ray of sunshine.
This ray of light made Dongchen couldn't help but think of the underground.
Turning around, he gently took Christina's hand and looked up. The two of them smiled knowingly. It was obvious that they both knew what the other was thinking.
1314 looked back at them, the soul fire in his eyes jumped a few times, turned around and took the lead to walk towards the central fork in the road. As he walked, his body lowered, the patter of footsteps and his heartbeat, until he reached a building covered with strange patterns.
It was quiet again in front of the stone gate.
"Just wait a moment."
Raising his hand to signal the people behind him to get out of the way, 1314 slowly knelt down and sang an ethereal mantra.
Different from the previous frosty and light female voice, everyone could not help but be stunned.
"1314 is a female?"
No one expected that this undead person who behaved so strangely and gloomily from beginning to end was actually a woman.
woman?
Thinking about the cruel body he saw before, Dongchen shook his head sadly. Maybe men and women were not important to the dead.
The incantation continued, and with the ethereal, clear voice of 1314, the dark stone door gradually glowed, and with a muffled click, it spread up, down, left, and right, revealing a closed stone room.
"Everyone come in."
1314 returned to his original hoarse voice and walked into the stone door while talking. Dongchen waved his hand and walked in first. It was a small but very high room with a dark roof, and he didn't know where it led.
The team walked in one by one, and as Bujie stepped in for the last time, the stone door slammed shut. Just as everyone was stunned, the whole room began to swell, falling rapidly from slow to fast. Looking at the walls that were moving up rapidly around them
, feeling the swelling sensation of blood rising in his body, Dongchen became more and more curious about the place 1314 was talking about.
This curiosity lasted until the house, or rather the elevator, stopped.
The open stone gate, the gleaming underground city, and four wide suspended stone bridges connect the central trading market.
Such a huge building should have been extremely prosperous, but that was not what Dongchen saw.
This world is dead silent, and even now, the sound of the stone door opening is still echoing.
It would feel better if there were no people, but there are people here, no... we shouldn't say people, but should be called the forgotten ones.
Dongchen has never had a deep understanding of the Forgotten. Until just now, he couldn't understand what the Forgotten was. But now, he understands.
The people in the entire city were dead silent, and they did not move. Even the two guards guarding the stone gate did not look at anyone, as if Dongchen and the others were nothing.
1314 took the lead and walked inside.
Dongchen and the others hurriedly followed, turned around in a semicircle, stepped onto the stone bridge on the west side, and headed straight for the central trading area.
Through the suspended stone bridge on the road, you can have a panoramic view of the entire city.
There are many forgotten people, but they are like statues, standing or lying down, or assuming various strange postures. Even though they are next to each other, they can touch each other by stretching, and they can communicate by opening their mouths, but there is still silence here.
You can hear the sound of a needle dropping.
The whole city echoed with the sound of their footsteps.
The black-green liquid outside finally found its source. The entire underground circle was filled with this kind of dark-green liquid. Four arch bridges, which were slightly smaller than the current ones, connected to all directions, and it was unknown where they led.
However, these dark green liquids kept bubbling with bubbles, and occasionally even dead bodies emerged from them.
Annie grabbed Christina's shoulders tightly, her little face was pale and she closed her eyes tightly. Avril was not much better, if it weren't for Vegeta and several King Kongs surrounding her, she would have softened long ago. As for hanging on Bujie from time to time
The trembling Bergobald, looking at his throat that keeps swallowing, you can tell how uncomfortable he is now.
The team was still going down, and when they passed the trade area, Bergobold, who was extremely sad, suddenly came to Dongchen's side: "Gudong... there are good things here, real good things."
"You go buy it."
Looking left and right, looking at the forgotten people standing or sitting next to the shelves, Bergobold shook his big head quickly, with a firm expression on his face: "No... I won't go."
"What kind of currency is used here?" He shook his hand vigorously and broke away from the idiot's pull. Dongchen took two steps and rushed to 1314.
"Real object, or magic core."
"Magic core?"
An amber crystal was spread out in the palm of her hand, and Christina's blue eyes, which she held firm, were shining with golden light: "The amber of the good times, so beautiful! I really want it..."
Feeling the hot gaze behind him, Dongchen shook his head helplessly, reached into his arms and took out a blue crystal element: "Replace?"
1314 glanced sideways at the blue crystal element in Dongchen's hand, then turned back to look at the amber magic core in his hand, and stretched out his bone hand to replace it.
He played with the amber magic core twice and threw it behind him. Dongchen looked at 1314 inquiringly: "Where did it come from?"
"Gaga, tell me your story first."
"Insects." There was a flash of doubt in his heart. Do these forgotten people not even know such simple common sense?
1314's withered yellow finger bones scraped against her fleshless chin, making a soft crunching sound that sent chills to those who heard it, but she didn't seem to notice it herself.
"The bug is not dead yet?" 1314 suddenly stopped.
"No." Dongchen stared at 1314 with his eyes, trying to see something in her eyes. Unfortunately, there was nothing there except two flames.
Shaking his head slightly, 1314 sighed and continued to move forward: "Not dead? Haha, what does life and death have to do with us..."
There were inaudible whispers behind him, which made Dong Chen frown and think, what happened to these forgotten people? Could it be that they had never gone out.
Thinking about the dilapidated city and the current underground world that has almost given up on high technology, this is really possible.
Both parties moved forward slowly with their thoughts in mind. The crowd walked along the lonely streets, walking through the atmosphere of corruption and erosion. If it weren't for those few flowers on the other side, they might have fallen ill, especially when observing the green river up close.
This is even more true. A rotten corpse that suddenly turned up and lost half of its chin almost made Bergobold vomit in disgust, and his face turned gray on the spot. Fortunately, people are resistant.
, the more you experience something, the less strange it becomes.
Just when everyone was gradually adapting to the atmosphere here, 1314 stopped.
As she glanced at it, two rows of skeletons with sticks and swords and shields stood quietly at the intersection, guarding a spacious and bright passage tightly.
"Bring the necklace."
Without saying much, he took the necklace out of his arms.
1314 took it and walked forward, chatted with the two skeleton sticks at the head, and handed them back. Then he raised his hand to signal the crowd to continue moving forward.
The motionless skeleton tilted its head little by little as the crowd moved forward. The pale skull kept looking at the crowd with two balls of soul fire, and with a clicking sound, the whole head twisted 360 degrees.
That weird posture scared Anne so much that she screamed, and then she closed her eyes without fear.
The skeletons didn't say anything, but still stared. Those empty eyes with a faint light made people feel uncomfortable. The terrible thing is that this channel is still very long, and there are still a lot of skeletons.
"Brother." Annie looked at Dongchen timidly, her big watery eyes filled with tears.
"It's okay, I'm here." Comforting wiped the corners of the little angel's eyes, Dongchen used his body to block the skeleton's sight.
The crowd moved forward in silence until they reached a hall filled with purple crystal lamps. Dongchen didn't pay attention to anything else in the hall, because his eyes had been attracted by a woman, a woman who was exactly the same as the one on the previous mural.