The oil lamps that broke into the cellar disturbed the darkness. They fled in all directions and hid on the edge of the light, forming a darkness like an abyss.
Oil lamps can only illuminate a small area.
Unable to make any noise, Lu Li seemed to have no choice but to go down in person.
Lu Li retracted his arm, and darkness swarmed in and occupied the cellar again. But then, Lu Li hung the handle of the oil lamp on his wrist, turned around, briefly looked at Qiao Qiao, and stepped onto the cellar ladder.
Qiao Qiao was about to speak but stopped, remembering that she couldn't speak and covered her mouth.
Lu Li stepped into the darkness step by step. The weak light of the oil lamp could only protect his upper body, leaving the waist below invisible.
Click——
Suddenly, the sound of wood breaking echoed, and Lu Li's steady downward figure suddenly slid down, and his arms hung on the wooden ladder to prevent him from falling.
Qiao Qiao almost screamed and gestured anxiously to Lu Li below.
This scene looks tense and thrilling, but it only looks like it.
With Anna's secret protection, Lu Li would slowly float down and land safely even if he let go of his hands.
Stabilizing his body, Lu Li made an okay gesture to Qiao Qiao above him, stepped over the broken wooden ladder, and continued to climb down.
Ten seconds later, Lu Li stepped on the bottom of the cellar.
The cellar space is approximately four meters high, and the floor is covered with a layer of dry hay.
He turned around to explore the cellar and found that Qiao Qiao had also climbed down.
Lu Li could only gently kick open the broken wood under the wooden ladder and raise his arms to keep Qiao Qiao in the light and not be swallowed by the darkness.
The raised oil lamp moved with Qiaoqiao, and when there were only the last two sections left, she simply jumped off and landed lightly.
"You shouldn't be the second to come down." Lu Li's whisper rang in Qiaoqiao's ears before she could stand up straight.
Qiaoqiao looked blankly at the man with clear outlines under the oil lamp: "What do you mean?"
Lu Li didn't answer. He narrowed his black eyes slightly and raised his head to look at the entrance of the cellar where blood rained down.
For some reason, the man still stayed on the ground, his head hanging down, his facial features in the shadow silently watching the two of them.
Feeling something was wrong, Qiaoqiao waved his hand towards it, and the man responded: he took something out of his trouser pocket.
"What is he going to do..." Qiao Qiao had never seen that thing before, but when she saw the man holding it religiously in his hand, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
As Lu Li was given special inspiration due to his lowered sanity, his feelings were clearer and deeper.
In the dark, a strange and mysterious consciousness is coming here.
The man is calling for some kind of existence.
At this moment, Lu Li suddenly said to the man on the ground: "Are you the Mother of the Swamp or a follower of that unknown evil god?"
Lu Li no longer deliberately lowered his voice, and his voice was completely heard by Qiao Qiao and the man.
"Pagans are not allowed to call my Lord by his name -" the man on the ground suddenly cursed, and then stopped suddenly. The face in the shadow was full of astonishment: "Why do you dare -"
He couldn't finish his second sentence completely, and a cold breath enveloped him from behind.
In the sight of the two people in the cellar, a faceless figure solidified behind the man, hollowing out his face the moment the man turned his head in panic.
Seeing this scene, Qiaoqiao quickly straightened the slightly crooked flesh wings.
There was no scream, and the man had no time to do anything. The last sound he made was the plop of the corpse falling.
The consciousness that was trying to come was forcibly interrupted because of the man's death. The strange and mysterious atmosphere dissipated. The thing in his hand rolled to the edge of the cellar and fell. It bounced after hitting the wooden ladder. It fell next to the wooden ladder and rolled several times before becoming still.
move.
It was a fist-sized wooden sculpture that looked like the image of a certain creature. Or to be more specific, it was the image of the Swamp Mother or an unknown evil god.
The lower body of the wood carving looks like a beetle, but the head is the upper body of a human woman. It is similar to the centaur in myths and legends, except that the lower body is changed from a horse to a beetle.
Giggle-cluck——
The sanity counter on his wrist suddenly buzzed.
Lu Li retreated, taking Qiao Qiao with him, who was watching the wooden sculpture motionless.
The counter returned to calm only when it was more than three meters away from the wooden sculpture of the Evil God.
"He wants to sacrifice us?" Qiao Qiao came back to her senses, panting rapidly, and said in shock: "I just saw the wood sculpture, and it felt like my soul was sucked in... Is this the evil god? It's really scary, it's obviously just a sculpture...
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"We are too fragile." Lu Li replied, and said to Anna: "Bring the body down and close the cellar door."
Anna did as she was told, carried the man's body into the cellar, and closed the cellar door at the same time.
The strange movements on the ground were blocked out.
The body was placed where Lu Li and the others were standing before. Lu Li and Qiao Qiao found two oil lamps on the wooden supports in the cellar, lit them one after another, and returned to where the body lay.
The front of the corpse was hard to see, with blood and flesh in the holes in the face, and the only remaining tongue was still trembling slightly due to vibration.
Unable to look straight, Qiaoqiao took her oil lamp and turned around to explore the cellar.
Lu Li didn't mind the blood, but seeing too much of it would cause psychological problems, so he asked Anna to turn over the body with its back facing up.
The khaki uniform turned into a damp brown-gray due to the rain of blood. Lu Li fiddled with his pockets, but there was nothing there except some candy wrappers.
Looking down, the man was wearing straw sandals that didn't match his clothes, and his trousers were rolled up to his ankles because of his long length.
This man is not a police officer at all. He is probably a resident who took refuge or a believer searching for survivors. He hid in the police station and changed into police clothes.
Standing up, Lu Li looked around.
Dim lights lit up everywhere in the cellar. During the time he was looking for clues, Qiaoqiao lit up the oil lamps and candles in the cellar. There were no four corners to illuminate every part of the cellar, and the darkness could only shrink into the shadows.
She stood in front of a row of shelves, looking for something they could use.
Lu Li walked towards Qiao Qiao with an oil lamp and told her the information he found.
Rather than the truth, Qiaoqiao cared more about another thing: "Have you known this for a long time?"
Although Lu Li had an indifferent personality and could only see calmness on his face, Qiao Qiao was keenly aware that Lu Li had already realized this and was not calm.
"It's just a guess." Lu Li replied, acquiescing to Qiao Qiao's guess.
Qiao Qiao was a little helpless: "Then you still dare to follow him and come down on your own initiative..."
"I said before that we have no choice." Lu Li replied.
The only way to find Oliver is to find survivors and ask them if they know Oliver.
Looking for a missing person in a town full of relatives? Cooperating with the evil god is more reliable than this.
"Of course, I know..." Qiaoqiao sighed, keeping Lu Li's help in mind, and raised the oil lamp to illuminate the food on the shelves.
"At least we didn't come here in vain. There is so much food here and it is far away from the ground. It is very suitable for hiding here."
The two people standing in front of the shelves, with their backs to the corpse, did not notice that in the shadow of the man's corpse, the blood dripping and gathering seemed to be guided by something, extending towards the wooden sculpture of the evil god under the wooden ladder.