"Well, shall we go in too?"

Looking at the villagers who were leading the village chief and a few old men to rush into the passage in the river, Zhou Zhengqi, Ge Fei, and Li Youcai looked at each other.

Although there was no verbal communication, everyone understood what the other person meant.

This river is so weird, from the middle of the split, look at the big dark hole in the depths of the river, you know that this place is absolutely abnormal.

If they really want to go in, I guess they won't want to come out in their lives.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry in!"

It was just like this that the old voice sounded again, and the tone was cold, with a cold meaning.

"Let's go inside!"

Wang Pu took the lead in saying that they had all come here, and there was no turning back.

Moreover, if you enter the bottom of the lake, you may not be dead.

Since these old monsters in the dark want to use them as pathfinders, it proves that although it is dangerous in the nightmare realm at the bottom of the lake, it is not without a way to survive, otherwise they would not covet the things left by the hell bodhisattvas in this nightmare realm.

Wang Pu followed behind the villagers, took a step on his right foot, and stepped into the river.

It's peculiar.

It stands to reason that the silt at the bottom of the river accumulates and people will fall into it if they step on it.

And on this channel, which was split by an unknown force, the silt at the bottom of the river seemed to be frozen, and it was incomparably harder, and it was even smoother than an asphalt road.

It's just that there was a slight sound of movement in the river on both sides, which attracted Wang Pu's attention.

It was daytime, but due to the mist, the surroundings were dark, and the river was naturally dark, and I could only vaguely see that there seemed to be many black shadows swimming, but if I looked closely, I couldn't see anything.

If you don't listen carefully, there seem to be many voices in your ears that can't distinguish between men and women, adults and children, or mixed together, extremely strange, and every note seems to be gently rubbing the most subtle nerves in people's hearts.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a strange scripture being recited, but there was no solemnity and majesty, only boundless evil, revealing a sin that seemed to stir up the negative emotions of the human heart one by one, igniting it, forming a hellfire that burned the plain, turning the whole world into purgatory.

I listened carefully, but there was only the sound of the rushing river, as if everything just now was just an auditory hallucination.

"This place is really evil?"

Wang Pu frowned, fortunately, he was an awakened person, had experienced nightmares, and had a strong will, so he would not be aroused by negative emotions.

He couldn't help but think of the nightmare.

Nightmares feed on negative emotions, and this place is the lair of hell bodhisattvas who cultivate nightmares?

He knew that in addition to the special nightmare Xiao Xin, there were also a large number of nightmare villagers in the village.

Those nightmare villagers were much more normal than Nightmare Xiaoxin, with a negative aura on their bodies.

It's just that Wang Pu has never been able to figure out how these nightmares are generated?

Nightmare Xiaoxin seems to be the hell bodhisattva used some means to lure a nightmare into the college student's obsession, and invade reality from the college student's obsession.

The other nightmares are not also nightmares caused by the Hell Bodhisattva, right?

Or is there something that the Bodhisattva of Hell has laid out here that will attract the most primitive nightmares?

Wait a minute......

Suddenly, Wang Pu's heart tightened and realized that something was wrong.

He is an awakened being, able to resist the power of the surrounding river that induces negative emotions in the human heart.

But the villagers are not awakened, and they may not have such a will.

Wang Pu hurriedly looked at the villagers in front of him.

Sure enough, I saw that the villagers who were walking towards the darkness in the depths of the river bottom step by step in front of me seemed to have something strange happening.

Although their formation remained unchanged, they still reverently held incense sticks one by one, following behind the village chief and a few old people.

But Wang Pu could clearly feel that a trace of strange aura permeated from them.

The pace of the villagers gradually became a little dull.

From the back, it doesn't look like a normal person at all, but like an unconscious walking corpse.

Wang Pu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, walked up quickly, and called a villager who walked last.

He stretched out his hand and put it on the shoulder of the villager, and a cold breath suddenly came from the palm of his hand, and the villager in front of him had no living temperature, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Moreover, as if he didn't feel Wang Pu's hand on his shoulder, the villager walked forward mechanically.

Wang Pu walked a few steps quickly and took a look at the front of the villager.

I saw that the villagers' eyes were blank and their faces were pale.

However, he was still breathing and was not dead.

When?

Wang Pu's heart tightened.

These villagers have no idea when they were tricked.

At this moment, as if they had lost their consciousness, they were dragged by a strange force towards the darkness deep at the bottom of the river.

It is like the return of the dead to the underworld.

Wang Pu walked forward and looked at several villagers in a row, all of which were in the same situation.

Is it the eerie sound of the river?

Wang Pu thought in his heart, now he himself is also unable to protect himself, and he can no longer care about the life and death of the villagers.

It's just that he has to figure out what happened to this group of villagers and why it suddenly became like this.

Otherwise, maybe it will be his turn next.

"No, it's not necessarily the sound of the river, but it could also be the villagers themselves."

Wang Pu thought in his heart.

In this Hell Nightmare Festival, the villagers are the protagonists.

They have long been cursed and chosen by the Bodhisattvas of Hell, and perhaps because of this, stepping into the river, such a change will occur.

While Wang Pu was thinking, the villagers had come to the depths of the river.

It was a cave, surrounded by a dark mist and a murky river.

The entrance to the cave is just big enough for one person to enter and exit.

Without waiting for Wang Pu to think about it, the villagers had already burrowed into the cave and disappeared.

Wang Pu gritted his teeth and followed him in, only to see that his eyes suddenly opened up and turned into a huge underground cave passage.

As for the villagers, they are completely gone.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Wang Pu was surprised in his heart, and did not act rashly, but waited in place for a while.

As a result, no one else came here except him.

Zhou Zhengqi and the others behind him did not come in.

"Are you separated?"

Wang Pu frowned, there were a few old monsters staring at him in the dark, they had no way to escape, they could only enter the cave, bet on luck, bet on luck, Zhou Zhengqi They must have also entered the cave.

The only possibility is that they were randomly scattered by the cave.

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