The ancient temple of the barren mountain is eerie and mysterious, and the secret passage behind the shrine is even more terrifying.

At first, there was a little light, but as the curved stone path deepened, everything around me became more and more eerie.

He Manzhou can be considered to know why the high priest wanted to find a saint to be responsible for communicating with the gods back then, presumably only those stupid children who have been brainwashed by her since childhood and are ready to sacrifice their lives for the gods will be willing to come to such a gloomy and terrible place and make those attempts that have no return.

Pinning his hopes on the so-called gods, willing to give himself, but giving up the last chance to make an effort.

Sometimes, it's the greatest ignorance.

Bai Yi never knew He Manzhou's messy feelings, and he didn't have time to think about what he had or didn't have. He held a flashlight to illuminate it, and the faint light was not enough to illuminate the road ahead, and the shadows revealed an even more terrifying darkness. All the panic and irritability come from the unknown, and the more you can't figure it out, the more frightening it will be.

He Manzhou followed Bai Yicong's side, walking step by step.

It's not so much about looking around at the strangeness around you, it's just about trying to maintain your balance by holding on to the cold wall, so that you don't slip, but this effect is also minimal, but it stains a hand of water vapor.

She really didn't expect that there was a hole behind this stone statue. Don't look at the fact that the boundary of this ancient temple is not big, it is dilapidated like that, and the small place is full of the atmosphere of "this place has been deserted", but the degree of infiltration is completely small compared to the path behind the shrine.

This trail seems to have no end, twisting and turning, it is simply a realistic version of the maze, or the type of horror coefficient that is off the charts, even if you don't do anything, just staying in this environment is full of goosebumps.

Under such circumstances, He Manzhou would still think of those illusions uncontrollably, almost repeatedly tempting on the verge of mental breakdown, which was really devastating.

"Does your Bai family's handbook record this secret passage, and what did he say?"

"Didn't I tell you everything?" Bai Yicong didn't understand He Manzhou's behavior of having nothing to say, but he still put his mind at ease, "Only by using the tomb of the goddess as an eye, the purest life of the saints as a sacrifice, and the clothes of the goddess on fire can we open the Tower of Babel and wait for the arrival of the gods." ”

"Shall we ...... Haven't you found the goddess's suit yet, isn't it in vain?"

"That's true, but here's where you can find clues. ”

After a brief conversation, Bai Yi never spoke again, just held a flashlight to lead the way. The dark yellow light could only illuminate a small part of the road beneath his feet, and the indescribable eerie eerie was everywhere, revealing a sinister energy everywhere, as if the end of the road was a hell from which there was no return.

The longer you stay in the tunnels, the more you deprive yourself of all courage and patience.

He Manzhou said in his heart, are the Wu people in the ancient country of Loulan so full of food, and it is not such a labor law to work the people and lose money, isn't this their own money to find guilt?

Whether it is the Egyptian pyramids or the terracotta warriors and horses of Qin Shi Huang, it is important to give it meaning, even if the Taj Mahal is deeply studied, it is true love and invincible. But what is going on with this so-called "Tomb of the Goddess", such a large-scale creation of a haunted house, no matter how you look at it, it is not something that normal people can do.

But then again, the High Priest is really not a normal person. Whether it is the one that Bai Yicong told or the one reflected in He Manzhou's dream, any part of it is enough to make people jaw-dropping. That's definitely a proper villain leader, a ready-made anti-social personality, how can it be measured by a normal person?

However, these things should obviously disgust her, so where does the inexplicable closeness come from?

It's a strange feeling, I want to run away the most, but I can't help but get closer. It is probably the instinct of human beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and people in the world yearn for light and despise evil, but for these, He Manzhou actually wants to understand and tolerate, and she can't resist at all.

Who the hell is crazy?

It was probably because the feeling of panic was too strong, He Manzhou endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Bai Yicong, how long do we have to go......"

"I don't know. ”

"That ......" He Manzhou was silent for a few seconds before he pretended to say casually, "Are you afraid?"

With Bai Yicong's understanding of Miss He, she asked if she was afraid, rounding up was very afraid, she said a little, it was ten but she was embarrassed to say it, so she was duplicitous and deliberately stubborn.

So Bai Yicong directly skipped the confirmation with Miss He, and turned his head sideways and looked at her seriously.

Bai Yi's deep gaze reveals an extremely beautiful coldness, as if he can see through people's hearts, indifferent and calm. He Manzhou was afraid of being seen through, such as those insincere cover-ups, and dark thoughts that unconsciously surfaced.

But in the end, what she saw in Bai Yicong's eyes was clearly tolerance.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Boss Bai's words were always concise and to the point, and even the comforting people were a little sharp, and he couldn't even squeeze out a little sweet words.

But I can't stand Miss He, so I just eat this set.

He Manzhou: "....... Okay, okay. ”

When she said this, she was indeed appeased, and at the same time, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, can she be a little more unproductive?

No way, really no way.

After a while, the narrow stone staircase gradually became wider, and the end of the winding stone staircase became flat, and there was no longer a way to continue down, but into an eerie clearing. The cave is surrounded by black basalt, and the cracks in the stone walls are full of dense and opaque moss, emitting a slightly damp fishy smell, just like the heavy rain that has not stopped all night in Zhaohui Mountain, revealing an indescribable cold.

With the faint light of the flashlight, you can vaguely see the scene inside the cave.

This is obviously a closed cave, but there seems to be a whistling wind, accompanied by a non-stop wind, and the cave echoes with a strange dripping sound. The ticking sound came intermittently, with a certain hypnotic sense of demagogy.

He Manzhou followed the sound and looked over, and blood continued to drip along the rocks, leaving a long blood mark. The surrounding walls were dark and dark, and water droplets mixed with blood slowly fell to the ground, gathering into a bottomless pool of water. The ground next to the waterhole was covered with a layer of weeds and dead branches, and as far as the eye could see, it was an eerie, thick dark green with a disgusting smell of decay, as if there was a mixture of flesh and dry bones in addition to the rotten plants.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly, revealing a bone-chilling and weird feeling.

Under the dim light of the flashlight, you can faintly see the dark red eeri totem on the rock wall. The red color was like an entangled and twisted poisonous snake, layered together, the color was rich and strange, as if it was stained with endless blood, and you could feel the viciousness in it just by looking at it.

I don't know how deep the grudge of the person who carved these things was to be able to record these curse-like things.

He Manzhou was a little stunned, but he felt that the sense of depression for no reason was even stronger.

She said in her heart, what was going on with the Wu clan back then?

Even if it's a sacrifice to an evil god, you don't have to really make it so evil.

In addition to the terrible blood-colored charms painted on the wall, if you look closely at the light source, you can also see all kinds of strange totems and monsters carved on the rock wall, and those totems are all staring and baring their teeth, which is terrifying. He Manzhou was surprised to find that there were strange symbols painted side by side on the ground, as if he was going to perform some kind of strange ritual. But she read it for a long time, thinking about all the documents about the sacrificial culture or the origin of totems that she had read since she was a child, and she didn't see what kind of culture this formation was related to, and what purpose it was for.

"What the hell is this for?"

"For sacrifice, or sacrifice. Regarding He Manzhou's almost murmuring emotion, Bai Yicong replied lightly, "The Wu clan used this as a mound for the goddess, and set up a formation here, waiting for the arrival of the goddess, and those saints also died here." ”

"What about these bloody ......."

He Manzhou thought about Bai Yicong's words, and soon had a terrible guess in his heart. And Boss Bai didn't sell it anymore, and nodded directly to verify her guess.

"Yes, it's the blood of the saints. ”

He Manzhou's lips touched, and he clearly wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. The physiological feeling of nausea turned over her stomach, and at this moment there was only an indescribable chill left in her heart. Bai Yi never said much, just patted her shoulder soothingly, and then walked into the cave little by little.

The deeper you go, the denser the walls become. The entangled totems are intricately intertwined, overlapping each other, forming one mural after another, just like the strange gods enshrined by the people who raise little ghosts, although they are not very real, but they can feel the strangeness and horror surging in the meantime. He Manzhou had never studied the sacrificial totem, and he was completely ignorant of all kinds of unknown techniques.

But for some reason, she looked at these things with an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen them somewhere.

The strange sense of summoning grew stronger, and there was a force in the darkness that said that she should be familiar with these things.

...... Where have you seen it?

He Manzhou pondered carefully, and it wasn't until Bai Yicong's voice came faintly that she recalled her thoughts.

"These are the cursed totems of the Wu Clan, which are said to summon the spirit of the dead and bring the dead back to life. ”

"That'...... This is the formation of the high priest to summon the goddess, right?" He Manzhou bit his tongue and calmed himself down, and asked in a low voice, "Then this is the core of the formation?"

Bai Yicong nodded silently, which was considered to be confirmation.

His gaze moved down the formation carved into the wall, looking at this ancient and dangerous place.

He Manzhou walked over unconsciously, she gently stretched out her hand, and a few lines of handwriting appeared on the black rock wall.

The surrounding light was so dim that He Manzhou could barely tell whether the handwriting was originally engraved on it, or whether it was gradually revealed with her touch. And when she saw these contents of herself, she no longer had the extra energy to think about these things that she had and didn't have, and she only felt a sense of depression that she couldn't put into words.

"The gods in the snow, the brightness after withering,

Broken faith, return in desperation,

The whispers of the sorcerer, the curse of the near stranger,

The division of illusion, illusory and real,

Light in the dust, the last eternal life. ”

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