Three hundred and twenty-four. The faceless figure and the banyan tree
Lu Li and the others were given only a few minutes to rest.
The servants of the unknown evil god are coming. The longer the delay, the more the scales tilt towards the opposite side.
It seems like a good idea to wait for them to decide life and death and then escape, but the only result is to wait, to wait for possible survival and... death.
Teaming up with one evil god to fight another evil god sounds absurd, but there is no better way to solve the incident in Shadow Town than this.
Lu Li took out the statue of Mother of the Swamp and held it tightly according to the agreed communication method: "How should we get in."
In the dark, a vague and faint consciousness descended on the statue in his hand, and only Lu Li could hear a whisper: [Follow the shadow...avoid the guards...]
"These banyan trees?" Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at the lifeless banyan tree jungle.
[Yes... they will kill... everything they sense...]
"Can't you let us pass directly?"
[Now... I can't... The servants are coming... in a steady stream... I... can't be distracted...]
The whispers of the Swamp Mother have become slower than before, perhaps as it said, it wants to focus on dealing with the unknown evil god and its servants.
Lu Li thoughtfully said calmly: "Can this be understood as saying that we can't do anything if we choose to leave you?"
This time, the Swamp Mother paused for a particularly long time, and her whisper seemed to be filled with confusion: [Are you going to... break the deal...]
"If you want to violate something, just do it instead of saying it." Lu Li replied, he just wanted to determine the seriousness of the current problem.
"We'll get over it."
After saying the last sentence, Lu Li put the sculpture back into his coat pocket and said to Anna and Qiao Qiao: "Let's go."
Picking up the suitcase and the oil lamp, after Anna's body and breath disappeared, they re-entered the dark and silent jungle swamp.
The shadow figures hiding from the banyan trees not only guide the direction, but also provide gaps for safe passage.
There is another good news: the swamps are everywhere outside, and the mire pools that prey on people no longer appear.
As we get further away from the stream, the noisy sound of water is gradually replaced by silence.
After walking in silence for several minutes, Qiao Qiao could no longer tell the direction and could only follow Lu Li's footsteps.
Lu Li stepped over the roots of a knotted tree in front of him, and the corners of his fallen coat brushed against the roots. Lu Li and Qiao Qiao stopped at the same time, looking up at the roots hanging from the crown of the tree.
The roots and vines hanging down like willows seemed to be swaying in the wind, fluttering, and then gradually subsided.
There is no wind here.
When the surroundings returned to calm, Qiao Qiao carefully stepped over the tree roots and walked to Lu Li's side.
The two continued to move forward.
Occasionally they would inevitably touch the banyan tree lightly, but after they remained quiet and still, the surroundings would become calm again.
As time went by, they went deeper into the swamp, and perhaps the center of the swamp was not far away.
It may have been noon, but the blood-colored clouds blocked the light of the day and were shrouded by the canopy of banyan trees.
Panting slightly, Qiao Qiao trudged behind Lu Li. Although her experience had made her physically stronger than most women, and sometimes even her brother couldn't beat her, it was still beyond her ability to concentrate on walking through the jungle.
Qiao Qiao was lucky that the banyan tree wouldn't notice the sound of breathing, otherwise——
Lu Li in front of him suddenly stopped walking. Qiao Qiao looked up and found that the oil lamp Lu Li had kicked in his hand was being held high by him.
What did he find?
Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked forward.
Beyond the light of the oil lamp, there are countless white figures floating in the dead and dark jungle. They are like plankton, emitting weak fluorescence, suspended under the canopy of the trees, and seem to have some beautiful artistic conception.
wrong……
As Qiao Qiao saw the scene in front of her clearly, the beauty collapsed in front of her eyes, and she was overwhelmed by the feeling of horror.
The floating white figures are not delicious food, and the hollowed-out features on their faces indicate their identities. They are not floating away from the roots and branches, but are wrapped around their necks by countless roots and branches, hanging under the canopy of the tree.
The wind swayed and swirled.
But there is no wind here.
this……
Qiao Qiao covered her mouth and almost screamed out.
Lu Li nodded slightly in response to Qiao Qiao.
They must have been the ones they sensed in the cabin below the deck.
The banyan tree in front was full of faceless figures hanging under the canopy. They were motionless, swaying and spinning as the branches swayed, and occasionally turned towards them standing below, which made Qiao Qiao feel uneasy.
They have no faces, but Qiaoqiao's scalp is numb, but she feels like they are staring at her.
Qiao Qiao stood on tiptoes, leaned into Lu Li's ear, and whispered nervously like a mosquito: "Can we go around..."
Lu Li did not answer, but looked around for the figure of Ying Chuo.
It hides among the banyan trees hanging with faceless figures, only half of its outline is exposed, making it difficult to spot.
The Shadow Man guides them through this terrifying area.
After thinking quietly for a moment, Lu Li shook his head slightly and stepped into the jungle where dozens or hundreds of faceless figures were hanging.
Walk silently between the quietly hanging figures, while paying attention to the tree roots under your feet, and resisting the mental shock and fear brought about by this scene.
At this moment, Qiao Qiao understood somewhat what was more terrifying than death.
Unlike Qiao Qiao who lowered his head to follow, Lu Li walked through the jungle while observing the faceless figure.
They are not dead yet.
They also react to the outside world.
The faceless figure hung up by a branch would slowly and paradoxically turn its body when Lu Li and the others passed by, with its hollowed-out bloody face facing them.
It might just be a coincidence at first, but when all the faceless figures do the same...
But that's all.
Lu Li calmly led Qiao Qiao and walked past their feet. Apart from a terrifying sight, they could not bring any harm at all.
The sanity level never rattled.
The entire area was filled with faceless figures being hung up, but soon, after traveling a certain distance, the front returned to darkness and silence, no longer glowing with hazy fluorescence.
Qiaoqiao never let down her guard. Countless stories she had read and heard told her that things often ended up changing.
Her premonition came true. Just when they were about to walk out of the jungle, a faceless figure with restrained breath appeared in front of them.
The situation has become extremely troublesome. The banyan tree is sensitive to breath, Anna cannot appear and use her abilities, and the psychic gun cannot leave its holster.
Once the faceless figure releases its breath, the branches of the surrounding banyan trees will attack and roll up the faceless figure.
and them around it.
But before everything happened - a sharp and piercing sound broke through the air, the dancing branches emerged from the darkness, and layers of layers wrapped around the neck of the faceless figure hanging under the canopy, just like its kind.
The strange thing is that the banyan tree attacked the faceless figure who did not release its breath, but spared Lu Li and the others.
Lu Li's eyes briefly paused in the dark cave of the banyan tree, and he led Qiao Qiao out of the jungle.
Behind them, slowly deep in the dark tree hole, a blackened arm gently waved goodbye to their backs.