On the other side of the stream is a flat land overgrown with flowers and plants, and behind it is a forest, which is the only place to enter the mountain, it is deep and vast, and stretches out in all directions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info I took off my leggings and looked up. As the thick clouds of the sky covered the mountains, leaving a shadow in the forest, I suddenly felt like a thousand-year-old demon, stretching out its arms and spreading its sleeves, waiting for us to enter its realm of death.

The air is filled with the scent of spring flowers and the dancing butterflies are mesmerizing. We stepped into the stream where the stone statue stood, and the water, though not biting, was surprisingly cold, and I shivered, and the treasure walked carefully before me, as if one wrong step would lead to a bottomless abyss.

I didn't feel good, not because of the temperature of the water, but because I stepped barefoot on these strange-looking stone statues, and I always felt hairy in my heart, as if they would wake up and hold my feet tightly with those stone hands.

I thought so, and when I raised my eyes again, my eyes were a little ghostly, and I shook my head, thinking that maybe I had eaten too little meat lately, and I was exhausted.

I walked lightly, like a drunken man, the stream was so wide that it seemed that I could not walk to the other side, and I called the little Taoist priest faintly, and my voice spread out, like the echo in the valley.

At this time, the little Taoist priest slowly turned his head and stared at me with a pair of gloomy eyes, looking a little cunning. My heart sank, and I stopped, and at this moment, dark clouds covered the mountains, and the sky and the earth were dark, and a strange image flashed before my eyes—the stone statues, their closed eyes suddenly opened......

I made up my mind, and when I opened my eyes again, a chill spread throughout my body, and the little Taoist priest and the treasure were gone! I looked at the things surging under the water in horror, and unconsciously took a step back.

At that moment, the sound of laughter poured into my ears from all directions, and the originally clean and clear water of the stream beneath my feet turned blood-red.

What was happening? I saw faces emerge from the blood in a half-dreaming situation, and they stood upright, staring at me with blank expressions, and a large wave of bodies not far away was crawling in my direction......

"No......" I cried out in despair, but my voice couldn't get out of my throat. Just then, a cold, snake-like thing touched my bare ankle, and I felt like I was being electrified, and then more bloody hands slowly climbed up my calf, as if to drag me into the water, and I stayed here and slept with them for a long time!

you! I cursed in my heart! I wanted to cry without tears, and I watched as the gloomy faces pressed against my body, and their hands had climbed from my chest to my throat.

you! I scolded again, when all the beauty of spring was shrouded in darkness, when the earth was silent, leaving only nightmares, you could not fight, only tremble and despair.

I twisted my body, trying to break free from this cold bondage, but they surrounded me, densely packed, layered, and there was no space at all.

"No, no, no......" I cried, their hair soaked in blood and glued together, disgusting!

"Dead ......" the blood-covered figures opened their mouths, and their voices came and went, lingering in my ears without a trace of emotion.

"Stay here......" a dark, hoarse whisper controlled my heart rate.

I gasped and tried to escape, only to find that they were like waves, knocking me into the deep sea.

Calm down...... I repeated the word over and over again in my head...... I have to be calm...... Everything is just a dream, crossing is a dream...... The man-eating vine is a dream...... All that happens now is a dream!

My body twitched, and under the superposition of various emotions, I took out my Mongolian knife and scolded angrily: "Get out of you!"

"Stop, Brother Feng!"

A man shouted anxiously, passed through the cascading figures, and held out his hand to me.

"Get out of here!" I roared, frantically swinging the knife in front of me, only to hear a muffled grunt, a warm blood spilled on my cheek, I stopped, stunned to look at the scene in front of me, the little Taoist priest stood in front of me, his hand covering his bleeding wrist, his brow furrowed.

"What happened?" was the first thing I said.

The little Taoist priest gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and said, "You were confused just now...... mind"

I stared at him blankly, my heart beating wildly, as if I had just come out of a rock concert.

He didn't explain much to me, except for his wrist, I saw a bloody hole in his chest. I thought to myself: Who did it?

At this moment, my brain was threw, some clips were quickly replayed, I looked at the Mongolian knife I was holding in my hand, there was a little blood on it, and I suddenly said to myself: "It's me ......"

Looking at the treasure again, he stood in the middle of the stream with a frightened expression, his eyes bulging, the joints of his five fingers mechanized and flexed, and the spit in his mouth kept overflowing, as if he had fallen into a demon, and I secretly said: "No, it is not good! He must have been tormented by something terrible at this time! So I desperately called his name, trying to awaken his will. However, nothing worked, and Bao Cai turned pale, like a madman sitting in an electric chair, and his mouth whined, like a dog's warning sound.

I had never seen him look so fierce, and I couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and when I thought about it, he had broken free from the invisible restraints, and took out a Mongolian knife in one hand, and I saw that the direction of the knife was facing his own, and hurriedly shouted at him: "Don't!" I panicked and tried to stop it, but I tripped over the human statue stone sculpture and fell into the stream.

Between the lightning and flint, the little Taoist grabbed the hand of the treasure holding the knife, but at this time the treasure was like a drunken person, the strength was extremely great, I saw the little Taoist gritting his teeth and fighting with him, his face was already red, he was busy getting up, rushed to the back of the treasure, clasped him with his backhand, and shouted: "Little Heavenly Master, hurry!"

The little Taoist priest nodded, bent his backhand, and let go of the treasure in pain, and the Mongolian knife fell into the water. However, Baocai was still not awake, and his two hands were aggressive, like agile cat's claws, and they plunged into the heart of the little Taoist.

I saw that this old brother's magic barrier was deep, and my heart was ruthless, and I shouted, "I'm sorry!" and then waved his hand and slapped him on the head. This swing is estimated to be strong, and the little Taoist priest stood stunned in place, his face full of astonishment, and Baocai staggered a few steps and fell into the stream.

He slapped the water and kept shouting: "Mother, help, help, the water ghost has caught me!" Hearing this demonic call, I breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself: I have experienced many strange things with Baocai, although we will be scared and crazy, but I have to say that our hearts are still quite strong, because this tossing and turning is really like entering the eighteenth layer of hell.

I smiled bitterly, looked at the treasure that was frightened and delirious over there, told him to stop filming, shouted several times, he still took a selfie, and when he was tired of shooting, he looked around, and went ashore with a frightened face, as if he was about to be cooked after a while in this water.

I found him the Mongolian knife that had fallen into the water, but when I was looking for it, I came to the stone sculpture of the figure in the water again, because of the fright just now, I had developed a deep fear of it, so as soon as the knife was in my hands, I ran to the shore in a panic.

After the embarrassment, Baocai gave the little Taoist priest a simple treatment of the wound.

I looked at him and asked, "Did I fix my hand?"

The little Taoist priest glanced at me and said sullenly: "You are self-attacking like Brother Liu, I can't wake you up, I stretched out my hand in a hurry, and the knife hurt me......"

I was moved in my heart, thinking that this little Taoist priest who fell from the sky was really a good person, but looking at the bloody wound on his chest, I smiled and asked him, "This injury is also because of me?"

The little Taoist priest shook his head and said, "No, I made it myself......"

When Baocai heard this, he turned over and said, "You also saw it, water ghost ......"

The words of the treasure treasure make me very puzzled, what I see is obviously the stone statue has become alive, but I don't see the water ghost, is there a problem with the expression of the treasure treasure?

The little Taoist priest said, "What I see is different from you...... But I knew I was being deluded by something, so I hurt myself with a peachwood cone!"

I'll go! This is no different from the cantilever thorn strand, I thought to myself that the little Taoist priest is really ruthless, but if it weren't for him, I and Baocai would have died.

But why is this happening? I asked the little Taoist priest curiously: "I thought it was very strange just now, when I walked to the middle of the stream, I saw that the people in the water were alive and the stone sculptures were alive...... But Bao Cai said that he saw a water ghost...... How so?"

The little Taoist priest said with a solemn face: "It should be a floral ......."

"Flowers?" I stared at him intently, waiting for the next step.

The little Taoist priest explained: "It may be a charming flower, when I entered this place, I noticed it, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful." He glanced at me and Baocai, and then said, "Each of us has something in our hearts that we are afraid of, and when what we are afraid of is stimulated by some external force, we will have terrible hallucinations. The little Taoist priest said seriously, with a faint sentimentality in his eyes, and I secretly thought, could it be that what he saw aroused his sadness?

I didn't ask, after all, it's someone's privacy. However, since I have been in the 21st century, I have rarely heard of flowers that can charm people's minds, so I asked, "Little Heavenly Master, do you know what kind of flowers make us hallucinate?"

The little Taoist priest shook his head, and at this moment Baocai stood up, looking like he was abandoning me, he looked at the clusters of flowers behind me and said: "Most of the flowers here, Grandpa Bao has seen and studied, but only the kind that has no ......" He pointed to the green flat ground behind me, I looked in the direction of his finger, there is indeed a flower that is unforgettable. The flower, with its petals as red as blood and as smooth as silk, resembled a Flemish red poppy, with a black halo in the center, and looked like a skull from a distance. Surrounded by Chiba, it is unbridled and unrestrained, exuding a strange beauty, and this glamour reminds me of a saying: the more beautiful the thing, the deadliest ......

I sighed, my mind drifted for a while, and when I came back to my senses, I found that the eyes of the little Taoist priest and the treasure were locked tightly behind me, and I called softly, but neither of them responded.

I thought to myself: It's not good, won't it be another magic barrier? Just as I got up, Baocai's voice trembled: "Childe......"

I was screamed by him, and I was panicked, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"One...... A man's head is moving......" Baocai spat out these words with difficulty.

I was stunned for a moment when I heard this, and then pulled out a smile and said, "Brother, you owe your brain again!"

Urged by this uneasiness, I put away my smile and slowly turned my head. In an instant, my heart was screwed up, for I saw a face, a very sickly white face! There he was staring at us faintly, eeriely, and most horrily—that face, so strange!