If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wu Dazhi would never have believed that the dense forest in front of him of huge ancient trees, each of which required several people to lift up, would really grow under the ancient Ghost Mother Dojo.
The huge curved tree body and dense branches stretch into the distance, and there is a faint mist floating in the forest, like a piece of water mist.
Wu Dazhi's heart, which had been hanging just now, was finally relieved. Yes, the hot spring that the female ghost mentioned should be behind this forest.
"what to do?"
Wu Dazhi stood at the edge of the forest and looked back at Hu Xue. At this time, the only thing he could trust was this fox.
"Keep going!"
Hu Xue thought for a moment, and finally made up her mind to go in. After all, the three people standing outside couldn't do anything.
Come in quickly! Come in quickly! Just when the three of them were about to move forward, a voice that sounded like many people were shouting desperately said.
The three people just stopped and looked at each other. No one wanted to explain what happened.
Wu Dazhi looked back and saw that the "pottery figurines" he had encountered along the way were still standing quietly in place, showing no signs of moving.
The hanging heart was slightly relieved, but as soon as Wu Dazhi turned around, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He clearly saw someone standing in front of Hu Xue.
Or to be more precise, it was a blurry figure. Wu Dazhi took a step forward and saw clearly the person speaking in front of him.
He was a thin old man. He wrapped his whole body in a large cloak, except for his ordinary face.
While Wu Dazhi was observing him, the thin old man seemed to be looking at Wu Dazhi as well. His eyes, which looked a little dead, suddenly flashed a strange light, making Wu Dazhi startled.
The person standing in front of him should obviously be a human being, but the aura emanating from his body made people unable to feel the fluctuations of life at all. On the contrary, his body exuded a stench that could only be emitted by corpses that have been dead for thousands of years.
Wu Dazhi glanced at Hu Xue and saw him passing by the old man very calmly. He was completely depressed. It seemed that he was the only one who could see the old man.
"Dazhi, follow me!" Hu Xue waved to Wu Dazhi and walked towards the forest.
Wu Dazhi seemed not to have heard anything and still stood there, looking at the old man thoughtfully. Suddenly the old man smiled at Wu Dazhi:
"Don't you go in with your partner? Don't worry! Soon you will know how wonderful it is there!"
The old man's voice was not loud, nor did it sound like it came from his throat. It was hoarse and unpleasant, like the cry of thousands of people.
Wu Dazhi suddenly felt a little dazed. He didn't want to go inside. Unfortunately, it was too late. Following Hu Xue's footsteps, Zhou Zijing had already entered the mysterious forest.
Wu Dazhi shook his head. At this time, there was no other way but to follow in. But he didn't notice it when he stepped into the forest.
The "pottery figurines" that had previously stood intact on both sides of the corridor began to slowly fall apart, and the rotting corpses were struggling to crawl out.
Among them was an unusually beautiful woman's corpse, with less than half of her head missing. It was like peeling an apple, with a knife slashing it off from the top of her head to the corner of her forehead.
Perhaps because it was so old, the cross section of the incision has been smoothed, as if this woman had lived with this appearance for a long time during her lifetime.
She was walking around sluggishly, probably no longer thinking. The exposed gray-white brain swayed with her steps, just like the tofu bread she usually eats.
She stared at her eyes, which had become black and white, and was walking forward with difficulty along the road Wu Dazhi had just walked.
As he walked, he kept calling Wu Dazhi's name, preventing him from entering the forest shrouded in light.
But the old man Wu Dazhi saw before was standing in front of the woman. He snorted and looked at the woman with contempt:
"Do you think he can really save your bones? Stop dreaming. When you people get here, your only mission is to wait for the ghost mother to be reborn. Now that we are getting closer to this sacred moment, do you think I will let you
Are people destroying this great ceremony?"
"Let me out, I want to get out!" The woman seemed not to hear or understand what the old man said, but just kept making a dull call.
The old man ignored the woman's plea and looked up at the glowing forest, guessing where Wu Dazhi and the others had gone.
"Let me out! Let me out..." The woman yelled at the man reluctantly.
But the next second, the woman suddenly stopped talking.
"What an annoying woman!" The old man stared at the glowing forest and murmured to himself. At the same time, he stretched out a hand.
To be precise, it was not a hand at all, it was just a human bone with a little bit of human skin hanging on it. But it was such a human bone that mercilessly reached out to the woman and pinched the already rotten flesh in his hand.
, like kneading a ball of plasticine.
Gradually, the pile of rotten flesh on the woman's body slowly collapsed, and the originally plump peppercorns were now as shriveled as grape skins that had been peeled off, making people look not only disgusting, but also disgusting.
Probably the woman wanted to make some noise, such as screaming, or continuing to beg the old man to let her go, but it was a pity that the old man never gave her such a chance again.
Her rotting body shriveled up like a bag that had been emptied of air, and the remaining bones turned into a pile of dust with the old man's foolish smile.
The old man let go of his hand, sighed, and continued talking to himself: "I told you that you can be resurrected later, but I just want to leave here deliberately. In the end, I will get nothing. Is it worth it?"
The forest, as always, radiates light and looks full of life.
"It's time to go in and I will bring you eternal happiness!"
The old man smiled strangely and waved to the corpse behind him: "Follow me quickly!"
After Wu Dazhi and the others entered the forest, what appeared in front of them was not the hot spring they had been waiting for.
The interior of the forest is full of trees, which look like they have grown for hundreds or thousands of years. Each tree looks very strange. After careful observation for a while, Wu Dazhi finally discovered the problem.
It turns out that after looking at these trees for a long time, they will slowly turn into human figures, or to be more precise, they look more like people wrapped in big trees.
"Where's the hot spring that we agreed on?" Zhou Zijing was obviously dissatisfied with the hot spring that was not booked. He glanced at Hu Xue and said as if he was complaining.
"It should still be inside, let's go in and look for it!" Hu Xue ignored Zhou Zijing's complaints and continued walking inside.
After walking a few steps, the three of them heard the sound of running water.