This was the first time I walked out of the village in the true sense, but I ran into such a huge weirdness.
It is difficult to describe what this feeling is.
The jungle in front of me is no longer a jungle, but a huge mouth that is open. The dense fog is the evil breath that comes out of its mouth. As long as I step into it, it is equivalent to giving up my life.
The various strange things in the village have already made me shudder, and the situation here is even more terrifying, beyond my imagination.
For a while, I didn't know how to advance or retreat.
"Ah!!"
Suddenly, a scream came.
The sound came from the village, sinking into the deep valley, and the echo was stirring here.
This voice is very familiar, it is Anru's, but unlike her usual quiet and gentle voice, it is full of anger!
She went back!
I guess she has discovered that I have escaped from the village, and I am afraid it will not take long for her to catch up!
I have the confidence to fight the old ghost, but I don't think I can deal with her.
So far, I don't even know what she is, why is she no different from a living person? In view of what Xiao Mi said, I have thought that she is the extraordinary person of the Ran clan, but the extraordinary person only has a strong self-healing ability, not immortality. After death, it is just a special corpse. In addition to the body not decaying and still self-healing, it has all the characteristics of the dead. It can't match any pure woman who can talk, laugh and eat grains!
But one thing is certain, she must not be a person. It is impossible for a person to live with two ghosts and act so calmly, as if it is commonplace.
Besides, I always have a trace of pity in my heart, and I don't want to make such an ugly scene with my lifesaver.
Without much hesitation, I finally chose to believe Xiao Mi and Qing Zhu and plunged into the fog.
My eyes suddenly became dim, and I couldn't see anything in front of me. When I lowered my head, I could only see the snow under my feet, which made a "crunching" sound when I stepped on it.
Although we were only a few feet away, I took a step forward and it seemed as if I had entered another world. Behind me was daytime, and in front of me was night. Day and night were no longer alternating, but connected to each other and in the same place.
Whoosh!
The wind howled here, passing through the dry trees, and the trunks swayed, like a fierce ghost dancing in the dark, making sharp howls.
I felt that my breathing became difficult, and the air pressure around me suddenly became huge, and the people who were oppressed were uncomfortable all over.
"Ah!!"
I couldn't bear it, and I yelled angrily, and punched the big tree next to me with a fist, until I felt a severe pain in my hand, and then I suddenly woke up.
The rage came so unexpectedly!
I don't think that my ability to withstand pressure is too poor. Even if my psychological quality is a scumbag, I will never explode directly like this!
At that moment, I put the five fingers of my left and right hands in my palms, without exposing the nails, and shouted "hit" in a low voice, stamped my right foot, and stomped forward at the same time. The whole process was done in one go, and then the fire in my heart was extinguished silently, and my mood returned to calm again.
This is the Taoist Five Thunder Seal. I have studied the Qingwei Inner Alchemy, but I have not learned my master's special skills, but I have learned a lot of Taoist hand seals. Each hand seal has mysterious power, can communicate yin and yang, and has miraculous effects if used properly.
The fire in my heart just now must have been eroded by the evil spirit, and the Five Thunder Seal is just to dissolve this evil trick.
"I am afraid that something extraordinary has been raised within this area, so there is this tragic scene of evil spirit sealing the mountain and drawing a line on the ground as a prison!"
I sighed lightly, and I have seen some of the foundation in it.
As the saying goes, good people don't live long, evil people will leave a thousand years, but there are also rules for being evil. There are only two kinds of people who can survive. One is the most evil in the world, like Zhao Gao, who is like a scoundrel. Others will get angry when they see you, but they can't do anything to you. The second kind is the kind of scum who disgrace the gentleman, such as the wretched man who steals a pair of pants for fun, and people don't even bother to look at him.
I am afraid of being a half-full bottle of stuff. Sorry, black dates are prepared for such people.
Being an evil ghost is almost the same as being an evil person.
Unfortunately, I seem to have encountered that kind of big evil ghost who doesn't care about meat and vegetables. The resentment is so scary that the place where he died, ten miles around, all birds and beasts are gone, almost became a ghost den, a paradise for the dead, and even five thunders can't do anything about it.
As for some practitioners, it is even more impossible for them to come in.
Because the evil spirit in this kind of place is too heavy, it pollutes the body. Once you enter, the evil spirit will invade your body. When the time comes, you may breed inner demons and die sooner or later.
To put it bluntly, the more powerful people are, the more disadvantages they will suffer when they come here.
Qingzhu said that she couldn't come in, probably because she was afraid of the environment here and was afraid of leaving a bad source for herself.
However, any place affected by evil spirits and surrounded by evil spirits will have a way out!
This way out is the veins of the earth's energy, which will tear open a passable road in the endless evil spirit. The evil spirit on this road will be relatively weak, at least you won't go crazy under the evil spirit.
The road that Qingzhu and Xiaomi pointed to me should be the direction of the earth's energy in this desolate area!
I thought about it and still felt that the great evil here was something else. It should not be An Ru. The evil ghost that could cause the surrounding area to be in a desperate situation would have an astonishing degree of evil spirit and resentment. This could not be disguised at all. As long as there was a little bit of ghost nature, it could not be hidden!
Seeing the clue, I was naturally on high alert and kept myself awake at all times. If there was anything wrong, I would immediately pinch the seal with my hands to dispel the evil spirit and run all the way to the west.
Gradually, I finally understood what Qingzhu meant by the words "the road is still long". I kept running wildly, and I couldn't even run out of the desolate jungle in front of me. On the contrary, under the influence of the evil spirit, my physical strength was exhausted at a speed that was almost burning. But I didn't sweat at all. I just felt colder and colder, and the evil spirit penetrated my bones. In the end, my legs kept shaking, and I fell on a pile of raised dry grass with a "click". The snow foam was sucked into my mouth and dissolved. A little bit of water made me feel like cheering.
I fumbled behind myself with shaking hands, and soon took off the wine gourd that Qingzhu gave me, unscrewed the bottle cap and gulped down a big mouthful. I coughed because of the spiciness, and the wine came out of my nostrils, tears welled up in my eyes. But this seemingly ordinary wine made me feel indescribably warm after entering my stomach, dispelling the cold and refreshing my spirits, as if my physical strength had been restored.
I smacked my lips, and then I vaguely tasted a hint of medicine.
It seems that Qingzhu was not doing useless work, and probably thought that I would encounter such a situation.
After a short rest, I put away the wine gourd, supported the ground with one hand, and was about to sit up, but I felt a round object in my palm, which made a crisp "click" sound, and then I felt a sharp pain in my palm.
I dug away the snow and fallen leaves and saw a piece of black stuff buried in the soil. I could tell at a glance that it seemed to be a human arm bone, but it should have been buried here for many years. The bones showed signs of corrosion. The most bizarre thing was that it was hairy and seemed to have something growing on it.
I picked up the arm bone and took a look. I felt a strong sense of nausea.
Growing on the arm bone were some two-leafed buds, which looked similar to bean sprouts. The roots were rooted in the bones, with a seductive blood red color, greedily absorbing nutrients from the bones.
Isn't this the cool grass that healed my wounds?
The so-called magic medicine turned out to grow from human corpses?
Most people of the same kind are somewhat repulsive to the corpses of the same kind. Unless they are mentally disabled, normal people probably won't be interested in the corpses of the same kind.
I think I should be a normal person. Naturally, I feel awkward at this time. Thinking about how I used to be covered with this kind of thing, I feel that every inch of my skin is itchy and I can't help scratching.
"Old White is right, manure is the best fertilizer for growing crops. Loving crops doesn't necessarily mean loving manure!"
I kept comforting myself in my heart, and it really worked. The itch gradually stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I stood up and was about to leave when I heard a "rustling" sound under my feet, and leaves flew around. A white hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed my ankle.