Chapter 77: Lin Village
Fantasy map?!
For a while, I couldn't react to the words of the little stinky fart, and I didn't know what this so-called "illusion map" was.
The little stinky fart no longer explained, and quickly began to recite a mantra that I had never heard before: "Lingbao Tianzun, Guard Wu Zhen, Disciple Soul, Wuzang Xuanming, Green Dragon and White Tiger, Clear Battle, Vermilion Bird Xuanwu, Protect My Body......"
Under her recitation, the ground under her feet shook more and more violently, as if two forces were constantly wrestling and contending, making people's hearts more and more nervous.
The situation is not good, I just wanted to open my mouth to remind the fat man to run, but before my mouth was opened, I felt my body sink suddenly......
The ground beneath my feet seemed to turn into a quagmire, and at the same time, my two feet seemed to be grabbed by countless pairs of giant hands, dragging them down fiercely, and before I could struggle, my whole body quickly sank down.
In the continuous fall, a silent sense of fear crept up from my tail vertebrae, like a creepy bug that hides in the shadows forever. Consciousness is dissipating, and the head is getting heavier and heavier......
I don't know how long it took, but in the vibration of the food terror card in my chest, I suddenly opened my eyes.
It was dark in front of me, and in the night, a waning moon hung in the air, there was no wind, and the miserable white moonlight illuminated everything in a hazy and trance.
I looked around, and vaguely saw a village-like place ahead, like a lurking beast, silent in the darkness. There is not a glimmer of light, and it is weird and inexplicable.
A big hand like a bear's paw slapped me on the shoulder, which frightened me so much that I almost didn't jump up, and turned around, it was a fat man.
Under the flickering waning moon, the face of this thing was pale, like a dead man, trembling with fat all over his body, and he stammered and asked, "Little white...... This...... What is this place? ”
I gasped, frightened and angry.
What was horrified was the scene in front of them, and the angry thing was that Meng Yulan and his wife obviously lied about the military situation, and there was such a strange mechanism in a bathroom.
I reached out to the little stinky fart and asked her what the hell was going on? So what exactly is a "fantasy map"?
Little Stinky Fart explained to me that this so-called "illusion map" is simply a formation similar to an enchantment, which plays the role of teleportation.
But what it transmits is not between two real places, but the people in the real space are transported to a specific false illusion.
Her statement stunned me and the fat man. Are we in a false illusion at the moment? This is indeed too mysterious!
The little stinky fart is also a little puzzling, she said that the spell of the illusion map is not common, and it belongs to the advanced realm of the illusion array.
Under normal circumstances, unless the caster voluntarily unseals or dies, the person who is sucked into the illusion will remain trapped in it endlessly.
Those who can use the illusion map are often masters and are obsessed with studying illusions, and it is really surprising to appear in the bathroom of Meng Yulan's house. It can be seen that the evil things in the array have a great origin, so be careful.
And the mantra she recited before was a calming spell, but she didn't expect that the power of this array was so great that she couldn't compete with it.
I was surprised.
According to the previous calculation, what Meng Yulan's bathroom is hidden is just a monster who is good at blinding the eyes, this thing can actually be arrayed, and this array seems to be only a person who has a Taoist path, and it has no effect on ordinary people.
The reason why Meng Yulan and Zhou Jie, the young couple, did not mention this matter should be because they are ordinary people who have not opened their eyes to the sky, so naturally they can't see the illusion map on the ground, and it doesn't have an impact.
No wonder several waves of "masters" came to vain, it turned out that there were such twists and turns.
In any case, it is a fact that we are in a fantasy at the moment.
After thinking about it, I decided that if it came, it would be safe, anyway, the thing had already eaten my spirit scatter, calculate the time, at most there would be an hour, it would be scattered and fall into a stupor, and then this illusion would naturally be broken.
Instead of waiting here, we might as well go around and see what tricks it can do.
First, I feel angry in my heart, feeling that this spirit is plotting against us and laying a trap in advance, and secondly, I am also curious, guessing where this spirit that can use the illusion map is sacred.
My thoughts coincided with that of the little stinky fart, and I decided to give it a good toss here.
The fat man was originally heartless, and it was easy to mobilize him, as long as he mentioned the 50,000 yuan remuneration, this product immediately showed ruthlessness on his face, and he spat at the ground: "Go!" The fat man will go to meet this turtle grandson today! ”
We were currently on a low hill, with only one path that led crookedly to the village in the night below the hill ahead.
The fat man put his hand on the pergola: "What's that thing up front?" Village? ”
I looked up and looked forward with him, and vaguely saw what seemed to be a wooden board standing in front of the village, on which were written two crooked words: Lin Village.
With the bleak moonlight and the uneven mountain road under our feet, the fat man and I came to the front of the village one foot at a time. I read it right, the wooden board standing not far from the village gate did have the word "Lin Village" written on it.
If you look closely, it is clear that the village in front of you is not what it should be in this era.
Although it was faintly visible in the moonlight, it was still faintly discernible that all the houses in the village were made of wood, low and simple.
If you look at it with a modern eye, it looks more like some lesser-known out-of-the-way attraction, and even has the flavor of a historical site.
A cold wind blew, and the sound of "brushing, brushing, brushing" echoed in the village, like the wind blowing through the treetops, and like the low roar of some animal, which made people's scalps tighten.
I don't know when the fog surged up, invisible and damp, stained on the skin, cold, instantly secreted a layer of goosebumps, and also made the already dim moonlight more and more hazy, weird.
"Can a house like this live?" The fat man whispered in my ear.
"How can you stop people...... I pointed upward, reminding the fat man to look up.
On a house at the entrance of the village, there is a dilapidated signboard with four vague characters written on it: Taobai Inn.
Taobai Inn? It's a strange name.
Whether it is the name of the village "Lin Village" or the name of the inn "Taobai", it actually has a wooden character next to it.
Since ancient times, the concept of sitting on the mountain and eating the sea by the sea has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and judging from the wooden structure of the houses and the name of this village, it must rely on a vast forest.
But as far as the eye could see, the village and the low hills from which we came down were bare, not to mention the trees, not even a single grass.
And where did you get the timber for the construction of the village?