The fog was heavy, and he couldn't tell whether it was early morning or dusk, Jian Ning frowned, looked left and right, a little undecided, trying to find a building to hide and wait for the fog to clear. She didn't dare to hold it up, just two people, easily subdued, what if a well-equipped gang came?

The sound of the two robbers arguing gradually became swallowed up by the mist, and the whole world was immersed.

The wind whined through the white mist, like the low cry of some animal being injured, sad and desperate.

Janine hugged her arms, and the cold wind through the hall on all sides reminded her of the scene of standing in the graveyard waiting for a cluster of greenery in those years.

The last days are dead, and the old system will no longer be continued

- Cremation.

It takes a lot of firewood to burn a person to ashes.

Those who still have relatives alive will be buried in a clean icy field after death.

The body is the nourishment of the land, and if it is coincidental enough, a plant, weed, or fruit tree may grow in a certain grave.

One year, one of the lucky people in the base brought back a plant from his grandfather's grave, and the plant was planted in the greenhouse, and the next year it blossomed and bore fruit, and the fruit grew like a peach, but the taste was like a cherry, which was very sweet and sour.

Vitamins are abundant and abundant.

It is said to be a mutant plant that is resistant to severe cold, and the lucky one was richly rewarded.

As a low-level person, Jian Ning has never tasted cherries that look like peaches, but only shed a few packets of saliva in other people's vivid descriptions.

Later, she often went to the cemetery to shake, and her whole body was tightly wrapped up and down, revealing only a pair of eyes staring at the bulging graves and swallowing saliva.

It's a pity that she was almost lucky, and she never encountered a precious mutant plant that could be exchanged for a superior life.

Jian Ning swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gathered away her flying thoughts, and reached out to touch the mist that she couldn't grasp, and there was a chill in her tentacles.

Her nerves tensed, her five senses condensed, and the emptiness of her eyes gave people an indescribable sense of fear.

As if something terrible was hidden out of sight, it could be a pair of hands grabbing a person's ankles, it could be a head without a body, it could be strands of hair wrapped around a person's neck from behind, Jian Ning was a little uncontrollable divergent imagination.

The streets were silent, save for the faint sound of her footsteps.

In the empty area where no one is around, the footsteps are echoed and amplified, and it looks even more terrifying.

Jian Ning moved forward on full alert, with a smooth asphalt road under his feet, and city garbage cans placed at intervals, and the preliminary judgment was that the location should be the street.

She shifted her direction and tried to explore horizontally, with more useful information from the shops lining the streets.

But it soon became strange that with the experience of two lifetimes, the wider road was enough to cross in five minutes.

After walking for more than ten minutes, there were no buildings in sight, and the road under my feet gave people a feeling of infinite extension, as if they could never poke their heads out.

The four directions were explored one by one, and the results were all the same, and Jian Ning was a little clueless.

After walking for a long time, the road under her feet is still the same, except for the occasional trash can, the whole world seems to be the only one left.

Inexplicably, I miss the two fools who robbed her just now, and I should have tied people up if I knew it, even if I couldn't ask for any useful information, it would be good to be amused by my side.

It's so lonely as snow.

Two cowards, a knife is scared.

Suddenly, a faint blue candle lamp lit up not far away, and the light was hidden in the white mist, like a ghost fire in the mountains at night.

The faint blue candle light fluttered, Jian Ning followed curiously for a few steps, and then stopped, the blue light suddenly stopped floating, stopped in place, the flames shook back, like a person turned around and said to her: Come with me, what are you stopping for? Don't rub it, hurry up.

Jian Ning: The white mist is poisonous?

I actually read emotions that belong to human beings in a lamp.

To follow or not to follow?

Must follow!

Strange things may be the entry point.

Besides, if she goes on so aimlessly, she has no clue, so it's better to follow it, but to see where it wants to take her!

As soon as Jian Ning moved, the blue light flame straightened his posture, flashing and jumping in one direction.

That's right, it's bouncing.

This dead thing has become a sperm!

Pretty lively.

Jian Ning held a steel knife in one hand and a pu fan in the other, ready to fan it if something was wrong.

Follow the blue light to turn left and right, turn right and turn left, three steps and one turn, five steps and one circle, Rao is Jian Ning's memory is amazing, and he can't remember how many turns he turned, anyway, it is eighteen turns on the mountain road.

I replenished water three times halfway through, ate one rice ball, and two coarse grain poops.

Eventually, the asphalt road beneath your feet turned into boxy granite, like a square.

Stepping into the square, the view suddenly opens up.

The mist spread out for 500 meters.

Passing through the wide square, a long staircase of silver leaf appeared, and the silver leaf shimmered.

At the end of the stairs, a splendid golden temple is impressively displayed in front of you, the temple is very vast and magnificent, you can't see the top when you look up, as if you go straight into the sky, or maybe the fog is too heavy.

At the entrance of the temple stood several thick red gold stone pillars, which were carved with many strange patterns.

The tangled and complex lines are dizzying, and in the middle is a golden arch, and the eaves of the doorway are covered with colorful exquisite reliefs, full of bells and whistles.

Even the four-legged enamel incense burner is lacquered gold, full of wealth.

How much does the god enshrined here love gold?

It's not hard to imagine that there was a noisy and enthusiastic scene of worship here.

Jainning climbed the stairs.

The blue light swished into the main hall and disappeared, and Jian Ning gathered her feet and stared at the golden arch.

After thinking about it for a while, she put away the pu fan and strode in with a knife, so that she didn't care if she would offend God.

The huge main hall is dark and intimidating, and the high side windows let in light, which promotes the dark light and creates a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere.

She stood at the door and took advantage of the dim light to see that there was a golden statue of the god on the main seat above, there was no way not to see it, the golden light was too shining.

The statue is solemn, eleven or twelve meters high, three or four meters horizontally, and it is strange that there is only one lonely statue in the huge main hall.

Jian Ning felt that this god must have a strong sense of territory, and did not allow other gods to invade his territory and occupy a huge temple alone.

Doesn't he feel lonely, bored and can't find God when he thinks about it.

Is the big golden statue of the god golden? Looking around the empty main hall, Jian Ning walked towards the statue with a curious mind.

Suddenly, she paused, and when she approached, she saw a dozen people lying beneath the idol, their backs facing the ceiling, their bodies tied together by hemp ropes, their arms and feet bent into an incredibly strange shape, and posed in a totemic shape in a fan-round way.

Much like some kind of human sacrifice.

At this moment, a blue light lit up in the deep darkness.

On the table under the statue of the deity in the very center.

It's the street lamp that is fine.

"Invisible boss, you broke people and set up 88 reading network"

: Invisible boss, you've broken up.