I had the impression that the fisherman was leading the child in the other direction of the island. So we decided to look for it and see if we could find some clues.

After determining the direction, we searched cautiously, and we also had to be careful to hide ourselves. Because I always feel like it's not a good idea to find out we're looking into them. And so, stop-and-go, search, and we walked for a while.

"Did you hear me, it seems to be something." Xuan Xuan suddenly stopped.

"Is there one? Are you sure? "But I didn't hear anything.

"Well, I'm sure, over there." Saying that, Xuan Xuan took the lead and ran to the west.

Under the leadership of Xuan Xuan, we passed through a reed, and sure enough, a strange sound was faintly heard in the wind, like a whimper.

I motioned for everyone to lower their bodies and slowly walk towards the source of the sound. After touching a dense reed thicket, a strange sight presented itself to our eyes.

A wooden platform stands at the water's edge, piled with fish, grain, and even poultry. one with a pointed hat decorated with eagle feathers; The guy in a strange costume adorned with large and small bronze mirrors, shells, and embroidered patterns sat motionless by the high platform.

There were countless people crawling under the high platform, most of them ordinary fishermen judging by their clothing, just like the father and son we saw.

"Shamanism." Dong Si whispered. "I once read about them in a book. But the strange thing is why are they here? ”

"Let's leave that alone, let's see what they're up to." I said.

In the beginning, everything was normal, people just kept worshipping under the chant of the shaman, and nothing unusual.

But slowly I realized that something was wrong. At first, the worshippers became more and more fanatical for some reason, and some even chanted loudly to the rhythm of the shaman, and everyone had a red tide of madness on their faces, as if they were enchanted.

"What's wrong with them?" I asked with a frown.

"I don't know, it looks like I've been hypnotized by something." Even Dong Si, the most knowledgeable among us, can't explain it.

"Look at what's on the lake!" Xuan Xuan pointed to the lake and whispered, but her voice had already changed her tone.

I looked in the direction of Xuan Xuan's finger. I saw that a colorful mist-like thing floated on the surface of the lake at some point, and the whole lake surface was colorful, and it became thicker and thicker, which was very strange.

Looking at the group of worshippers, the reaction to seeing this colorful fog is very different from ours. Although it may be because of the rules of worship, there was no commotion, but from the desire in their eyes, I could see the stupidity in their hearts.

"That mist is what they desire in worship, but what is it?" I'm weird.

"I don't know what it is, but I do know that the more colorful things are, the more dangerous they are." Dong Si looked at the fog with a somewhat serious expression.

"Let's step back and don't get on that thing." Hearing Dong Si say this, and seeing that the fog has been spreading ashore, Xuan Xuan was a little cowardly, and hurriedly pulled us away a little more.

"Safety first, safety first." While stepping back, Xuan Xuan said while laughing at herself.

But it turned out to be a smart move.

As the mist gradually spread ashore, the shaman on the high platform stood up and said in a strange tone: "The old river god has sensed your piety, so he has sent down the mist of the gods. Go, receive the grace you deserve, and feel the bliss bestowed by the river gods. ”

Hearing the shaman's words, the people who had been pious and prostrate, as if they had been pardoned, swarmed shoulder to shoulder in the colorful mist churning on the shore.

Before entering the fog, these people looked very normal except for being a little noisy. However, when they were exposed to the mist, everything was different. The original noisy scene was swallowed up by the fog and fell silent in an instant.

The people who had been noisy became sluggish as soon as they came into contact with the mist, and there was no chanting or cheering. All of them wandered in the mist or stood alone as if they had lost their souls, and some of them lay directly on the wetland on the shore and looked around in a daze, all in a thousand postures, all the same. The only thing that was the same was their eyes, and those who were originally godless had the same look of contentment.

"What's wrong with all of them? How so? It's like...... Just like ......", the scene where the worship and singing were still endless was quiet and a little creepy, which made Xuan Xuan very uncomfortable.

"It's like a bunch of addicts!" Dong Si continued Xuan Xuan's words.

"Could it be that there are some monsters doing something here?" I'm a little unsure.

Dong Si nodded. "There should be hallucinogenic ingredients in the colored fog, but if such a large-scale fog is still so regular, it should not be formed by natural products such as plants or mineral veins, and there is no movement of large machinery running nearby, so it also excludes the possibility of man-made. Then there is only one choice left......" Speaking of this, Dong Si stopped and looked at me and Xuan Xuan.

"That can only be the magic power of a monster." Xuan Xuan was the first to receive it.

"And he's a very good guy." I also added.

Looking at the colored fog that had already filled the hiding place just now, I couldn't help but shudder. If it weren't for Xuan Xuan's confession just now and pulling us away, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

"There's one more thing you may not have noticed." Dong Si continued.

"What?"

"Look at the shaman."

Hearing Dong Si say this, Xuan Xuan and I looked at the high platform together.

"He's all right!"

It turned out that the wooden platform was not only a simple place to place tributes, but also used the high platform to stay away from the area shrouded in mist.

At this moment, he was throwing all the fish in the tribute into the lake, and everything else was being packed into a large inconspicuous wooden box.

After all this was done, he walked to the edge of the high platform, crossed his arms and looked at the people who were immersed in the mist, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"Turns out he knows the secret of the colored mist." I said hatefully.

"Well, yes. He knew, so he was either an accomplice of the mysterious youkai. Or you want to make money by using the monster's Shentong. It's just pity for those who are kept in the dark. Dong Si sighed.

"So what do we do now?" Xuan Xuan asked.