Chapter Eighty-Three: The Ten Witches of Lingshan (II)
Listening to the words of this little shepherd boy, Minsa instantly felt that he was like a little ant at the moment, under the arrangement of the Dao Immortal in a high place, he didn't know what the way forward was, and he was still worried and at a loss.
Remembering that he and still Shu met in Qingcheng, wasn't still still controlled by Elder Huyuan between applause from the beginning?
Pretending to ask him for help, taking him to an inaccessible island, and then enslaving him, penetrating him, wanting him to live and die, giving him a chance to let him break into the illusion, at this moment he is even more difficult than he was at that time.
At that time, he still said that when he first met, he suddenly turned around outside the teahouse in Qingcheng, his eyebrows were heroic, and his eyes had the arrogance and unruliness of a young hero.
Yes, at this moment, he is still seriously ill in bed, and he can't help himself to pity himself so far, no matter whether it is controlled by a superior or not, no matter whether it is in front of it, it must break out.
Thinking like this, Minsa cleared his heart.
"Little brother, do you know that this mountain herb can detoxify?" Minsa was most concerned about finding an antidote at the moment, and she wanted to see if she could ask anything from the mouth of the little shepherd boy who was leading the way.
The little shepherd boy turned his head and shook his head at her with innocent eyes, but his eyes were full of smiles, but he turned back without saying anything and went on.
"Then do you know where the Ten Witches are?" Minsa was unwilling to continue to ask.
The shepherd boy turned around again, and he was a little helpless at this time, but instead he stuck out his tongue at Mingsa naughtily, and then said arrogantly: "I don't know anything, and if you ask, it's useless." ”
Minsa had to give up for the time being, it seemed that this child was indeed not an ordinary person, and if it wasn't for the disciples of the ten spirit witches, it would be a young child adopted by them.
After walking into a few sections of the road, you will see more and bigger springs appearing, clouds and springs, the small ones are like cups, the big ones are like scoops, the turbulent flow is excited, and the flying eyes are around.
In that piece of clear spring flying, after the spring flowers splash around, there is a flying waterfall, three streams exchange, two cliffs hanging waterfall.
Where the earth passes, all you see is red grass and ancient trees and vines.
From time to time in the mountains and forests, a few wild birds were startled by their footsteps, fluttering their wings and flying away, the figure was bright and dazzling, and the sound seemed to be nothing.
It is really a deep valley of Lingshan Mountain, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, misty and empty, and I don't know what year it is.
The two mountains on the side are just like the long stars falling from the blue sky, the cliffs and clouds are like dreams, the clouds are misty, and the sky is misty.
Minsa sighed that there was such a spiritual realm in this world.
Before he knew it, Minsa had been walking with the little shepherd boy for about an hour, and the shepherd boy finally stopped at the end of a cliff.
At the feet of the two of them was a bottomless abyss, with a few traces of blue-gray smoke floating in the thick black, which made the depth of this cliff even more unpredictable.
Pausing at this desperate point, the little shepherd boy raised his right arm, and with a single wave, a white arc was drawn in front of him, and suddenly a wooden bridge appeared in the darkness on the opposite side.
The wooden bridge looks a little dilapidated, you can't see the end of it, the wooden planks are very uneven, the wooden planks are also in disrepair and rotten for most of the time, the ropes of the bridge railing are almost broken in many places, the whole bridge is shaky, and Minsa is very worried when he sees it.
I won't have to walk through here, Minsa thought as he bit his lip and felt a little uneasy.
The little boy suddenly turned to look at her expression, as if he understood her thoughts, pouted at her like her, and nodded, meaning to go here, otherwise where do you want to go.
Just as he was thinking that the little shepherd boy had already led his oxen to the dangerous bridge, Minsa hastened to follow, and when he finally reached the end of the bridge, he had not had time to breathe his hanging heart, and there was an even more desperate scene before him.
In front of the end of the bridge, there was an inky cliff, and a narrow waterfall flowed from the rocky cliff. The water of the waterfall is still relatively clear, but when you look up, you can't see where the waterfall comes from.
Just when Minsa wondered how to go, the little shepherd boy said to Minsa, "I'll take you here, and the rest is up to you." ”
As soon as the words fell, he disappeared behind the curtain of the waterfall, and even the wooden plough ox disappeared, leaving no trace of its existence......
Minsa watched the little shepherd boy disappear into a torrent waterfall in front of him in an instant, and a trace of consternation immediately appeared in his heart.
The little shepherd boy flew into the waterfall, did he have to go into it himself?
But under the waterfall is the abyss, if the shepherd boy is a fairy, he can enter, and he is only a mortal, in case he has to step on the air?
Minsa didn't dare to think too much, and still said that at the moment, her whole body was still chapped and waiting for her to take the antidote back to save her life.
So Minsa clenched his fists, and with a twist in his heart, he stepped into the waterfall that flowed into the abyss.
The second I passed through the water curtain, I felt like a dream. It is very strange that the cascading waterfall did not wet Minsa's body.
The world behind the water curtain is a different story entirely.
Minsa was in a large hall at this time, she soothed her pounding heartbeat, did not dare to move too obviously, but quietly observed everything here.
Although this hall is not magnificent, the roof of the hall is very high, and the walls seem to be one, and there is no obvious demarcation.
Teal black is all its hues, and the cyan stone of the roof and walls of the temple is carved with symbols and drawings that the Minsa could not understand.
Although the hall was relatively neat and magnificent, there was a strange meaning that could not be explained, and Minsa sniffed, as if he could smell the fear that permeated the air.
After the aura of fear intensified, some people suddenly appeared in the main hall, and they walked forward as if nothing had happened, their faces expressionless and their bodies stiff.
And the faces of these people looked like people and non-people, like ghosts and not ghosts, but they were all iron-complexed, tall and burly, a little excessive, dressed in simple coarse linen clothes, and some of them still held wooden sticks and short clubs in their hands.
Some of them were whispering in groups of threes and twos, coming from far and near, but Minsa could not hear them clearly, and could not be sure whether they were speaking human or not.
Minsa was so caught up in the sight that she didn't know what kind of world she had found herself in.
Minsa watched with bated breath at the strange things here, quietly waiting for the situation to turn around.
After a while, all the strange-looking people got out of the way, and two passages appeared in front of Minsa's eyes, the same bright and the same curious. (To be continued.) )