Chapter 370: The Boy in the Golden Mask
Looking at this scene in front of me, I almost forgot to breathe, my brain went blank, and I forgot what to do. `
At this point, I had only one thought in my mind: what was on the mural couldn't be real, right?
If it is true, then it is very likely that Zhang Yi was treated as a sacrifice.
However, how could the cold moon who entered the tower first be fine?
The huge dragon swam very fast, and somehow turned around, and circled again, staring at its bucket-sized eyes, and its huge mouth open, revealing four long fangs, as if it were biting at me.
However, it didn't touch me in the end, and passed me, circled the lowest level of the tower a few times, and then went up again.
At this time, I finally heard Zhang Yi's exclamation, but not inside the tower, but on the top floor of the tower.
His screams didn't last long before they stopped abruptly.
Because the dragon statue has been wandering, blocking my view, I have no way to see what is on it.
After a while, the dragon stone statue circled again. But this time, after going around the bottom of the stone tower a few times, it didn't go up again, but paused for a while, and spat out a large mass of slimy stuff from its mouth, I couldn't see what it was, a bit like an irregularly shaped giant sarcoma, larger than my size.
I stared at the slimy sarcoma, disgusted and frightened, suspecting that this sarcoma was Zhang Yi's change. `m
After ten minutes, the sarcoma had not changed at all, but the dragon statue began to circle the tower again, and although it seemed slow, it didn't take long for it to return to the way I first saw it.
What I didn't expect was that just as I was about to lean over to take a closer look at the sarcoma, Leng Yue actually walked out of the tower with Zhang Yi, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
If Zhang Yi is fine, then what's going on with this sarcoma?
Leng Yue's expression was very solemn, he shook his shoulders, threw Zhang Yi to the ground casually, and then whispered to me, "Stay away." ”
Realizing that the situation was not good, I hurriedly stepped aside, grabbed Zhang Yi's two upper arms, and dragged him out of a long distance.
Leng Yue reached out the iron chopsticks, carefully touched the sarcoma, then let out a long breath and nodded back to me, as if to inform me to disarm the alarm.
But at this moment, the sarcoma suddenly "banged" and shattered like a bomb, and the pieces of minced flesh collapsed everywhere.
Zhang Yi and I hid far enough away and didn't get hit, but Leng Yue was very close to the sarcoma, and this time her body was covered with minced meat and mucus, and she looked very disgusting.
Leng Yue quickly tore off her coat, hurriedly wiped her body, then took out a towel, and carefully wiped her hands and face. `m
I saw a finger-thick snake crawling out of the flesh of the sarcoma, and hurriedly reminded Leng Yue, who was wiping his face.
Leng Yue hurriedly threw the towel over, poked out a few transparent silk threads, and strung together a few small snakes that had swam to his feet, and then turned around and ran towards us, saying as he ran: "Run!" ”
However, Zhang Yi is now unconscious on the ground, how can I run?
When Leng Yue came to Zhang Yi and me, she carried Zhang Yi without saying a word, and then ran out first.
I followed Leng Yue, looking back behind me from time to time, but now the little snakes didn't chase after me.
I was about to warn Leng Yue, but when he ran to the exit of this altar, he actually stopped.
"Why don't you ......" I stopped next to Leng Yue and was about to ask him why he stopped, but I was so shocked by what I saw in front of me that I couldn't speak.
Directly in front of us stood a tattered boy with a golden mask and a vicious look in his eyes.
Judging from the boy's dress, figure, and head, he looked like the boy who had served as our guide, but the boy should have died, and who could be the boy in front of us?
Just as he was puzzled, the young man in front of him sneered and took off his golden mask, revealing his true face.
When I saw that face, I could immediately confirm that it was the boy who had died, how could he appear in this place in such a form?
The boy put back on his golden mask, hooked his fingers at us, and turned to leave, as if to tell us to follow him.
Zhang Yi woke up faintly at this time, and saw the scene when the boy took off the golden mask, and muttered with a wry smile: "It turns out that I am already dead." ”
After saying that, he fucking fainted again, which was really embarrassing.
I asked Leng Yue, "Are you sure that boy has been killed by those monsters?" ”
Leng Yue frowned and shook her head, not saying anything, and I don't know if he said that he wasn't sure, or that the two boys were not the same person.
I asked Leng Yue again, "What about the golden mask?" ”
He held it in his hand before entering the tower and brought it inside.
Leng Yue raised her hand and pointed to the top of the tower and said, "That's on it." After that, he paused, looked at me and said, "Or in your backpack." ”
Hearing his words, I trembled, quickly took off the backpack, reached in and groped for a while, and then let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Not in my backpack." ”
In this way, there is a good chance that the golden mask is now on top of the tower, or...... Wear it on the boy's face just now.
Leng Yue seemed to think of this as well, her face changed, and she asked me in a low voice, "Do you want to follow?" ”
It was rare for him to ask for my opinion, and after thinking about it for a while, I lowered my voice and asked Leng Yue, "You should be able to determine how to get to the palace complex in the center of the city now, right?" ”
Leng Yue nodded and said "yes".
I thought about it, shook my head and said, "Then you quickly lead the way, let's finish things as soon as possible and get out of here." ”
We walked out of the altar and looked left and right, and now the boy was gone, so Leng Yue led the way and walked cautiously.
However, after crossing the arched bridge opposite the altar, and rounding another street, we once again encountered the group of "chengguan", that is, the bronze armor of the tall horses, who seemed to be patrolling the streets, each wandering back and forth between two fixed positions.
Leng Yue raised her index finger to make a silent gesture, then looked down left and right, picked up a small stone from the ground next to it, and threw it towards the middle of the street, just under the hooves of a stone horse.
The high-headed stone horse's hooves crooked, and he almost fell with the bronze armor on his body.
Immediately afterwards, the rest of the "chengguan" also noticed the strange noise here, rushed over with their weapons raised, and gathered together.
I said in my heart: Leng Yue may not lose a good idea to attract the attention of those things in such an old-fashioned way.
Just thinking this, I suddenly noticed that those "chengguan" were actually lined up and rushed towards the place where we were hiding.