Chapter 170: Whose Sight
"I'll go, you, don't scare me!" When Zhang Qiang heard this, his face immediately turned pale.
I ignored Zhang Qiang and turned my head to look around.
"There's something wrong here, let's stop talking nonsense, let's go down!" I suddenly had a strange feeling in my mind.
What is it?
Line of sight!
That's right, it's sight!
It's as if someone is watching us somewhere all the time.
Whose line of sight is it?!
"Yes, let's go!" Du Deming was also somewhat aware of the strange aura.
"It's long overdue!" Zhang Qiang also nodded tremblingly.
As a result, a few of us stopped thinking about this nameless grave that suddenly appeared.
Everyone suddenly seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding - hurry down!
The footsteps didn't stop, and the few of us made marks as we moved quickly downward.
However......
We walked for about thirty minutes, and we didn't stop halfway, and we kept moving quickly downward.
However, we suddenly realized that something was strange!
In the end, I stood still.
"Gao Wei, what's wrong? Why don't you keep walking? Zhang Qiang looked at me with some puzzlement.
I swallowed and turned around slowly, a faint worry in my eyes.
"You speak! Don't look at me like that, I'm scared! Zhang Qiang's teeth chattered, he walked to Du Deming's side, and just wanted to hold Du Deming's arm, but was dodged by Xiao Ming.
Turning his head, he saw Du Deming looking at Zhang Qiang vigilantly with an expression of "don't be beaten by Lao Tzu".
Zhang Qiang pursed his mouth, and finally snorted coldly.
"But Gao Wei, what did you find, why is your face so ugly?" After Du Deming stood still, he also looked at me with a serious face.
I frowned and pointed to a position not far ahead.
"Look, what's over there?!"
After saying this, I felt goosebumps rise all over my body.
When they heard this, they immediately looked at where I was pointing.
Seeing this, the other three all gasped at the same time.
"This ...... This, how is this possible? Zhang Qiang's eyes widened, and he took a few steps back, but he was pierced by the thorny grass behind him, and he suddenly grinned in pain.
Du Deming also opened his mouth wide, looking incredulous: "How come??" We...... How did you come back again?! ”
Zhao Qiqi glanced at the three of us with a solemn face, and his gaze finally stayed on me: "Gao Wei, what do you think?" ”
At this point, a drop of cold sweat was dripping from my forehead.
I shook my head with a blue face: "It stands to reason that this kind of thing should be unlikely, we have been walking in the direction of going down the mountain, how can we come back again?" ”
yes, how is that possible?!
Not far away, the nameless grave reappeared in front of our eyes.
Even if you deliberately look away from it, the grave will still appear in your peripheral vision.
Compared to the first time I saw the tomb, this time, it looked particularly strange.
It's as if it's not a dead thing anymore, but a ...... A living something.
Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
As soon as I gritted my teeth, I immediately made a decision.
"Let's go! Leave it alone, don't go to the grave! Let's move on!! "In order to embolden myself, I deliberately shouted loudly.
With that, I turned my head sideways.
Then he walked briskly down the hill again.
The other three looked at it and hurriedly followed me.
This time, it's not so much about walking as it is about trotting.
Although the road is a little steep, the fear of being bound by an inexplicable power still makes us worry about it so much.
Later, everyone changed from trotting at the beginning to running down regardless of it, and there were several times in the middle, Zhang Qiang almost rolled from the mountain road to the edge of the cliff because of the mud slippery, but Du Deming grabbed him from behind in time.
After running for about twenty minutes, the road ahead became a little wider.
Everyone slowed down and prepared to rest for a while.
But......
Before he could catch his breath, his eyes inadvertently looked towards the low slope next to him.
I took a breath, and the mouth that was open for breath because of the lack of oxygen from running fast forgot to close it for a while.
Yes, the lonely grave again.
It seems that no matter how we run, it is always waiting for us leisurely in front of us.
I looked at its two round stone arches in a daze, and suddenly I had an illusion in my heart.
It was as if its two eyes were staring at the four of us coldly for a moment.
"I'll go! This...... It's too evil! Zhang Qiang's upper and lower lips trembled, and he looked sideways around: "We won't really get lost here, right?" ”
I clenched my fists with a solemn face, and turned my head to look at the three people who looked a little anxious: "I don't believe it!" Let's keep walking! ”
With that, we continued to run in the direction of the bottom of the mountain.
The third time.
Fourth.
Fifth ......
When we returned to that lonely grave for the seventh time, I had to admit something.
We are indeed trapped.
We were inexplicably trapped in the depths of the back mountain of this Jiubao Mountain.
"Like, I really can't get out." I turned my head to look at the others who were also terrified.
At this moment, Zhang Qiang suddenly took out the talisman paper I handed him from his pocket.
"Look! I just said you don't believe it! It's the old bald donkey, who inexplicably told us to go to the back mountain, and gave us some bullshit rune paper, but now we can't get out!! As he spoke, he crumpled the paper into a lump and threw it to the ground.
Still unfazed, he jumped onto the rune paper and stomped on it a few times.
"Hadron!" I saw him throw the rune paper to the ground, and for some reason, there was a faint uneasiness in my heart: "Don't mess around! ”
After speaking, I hurriedly pulled out the yellow talisman that had been stepped on and deformed by Zhang Qiang from the mud.
After a simple wipe, it was reluctantly restored to its previous shape.
Finally, I sighed and put it back in my pocket.
"You still have it in your pocket, why are you ......" Seeing this, Zhang Qiang immediately wanted to say something.
"Leave that alone." Du Deming suddenly interrupted him, he looked at the increasingly weird lonely tomb, and frowned slightly: "I remember hearing people mention it before, you say, this situation we encountered, doesn't it look like a ghost hitting a wall?" ”
"Ghost hitting the wall?" Zhao Qiqi looked at Du Deming.
"That's right, I've also heard the older generation say that it is said that in places where the yin qi is extremely heavy, especially in the middle of the night, some ghosts will trap people in a circle with a diameter of about five thousand meters in order to confuse and lure the living, and no matter how many times the trapped person walks, they will never be able to leave that range." I recalled.
Zhang Qiang's mouth suddenly opened wide: "That...... What does that mean? What the hell are we going to do? ”