After a moment, Du Kang's eyes became misty, and then into deep sadness, and he kept saying in his mouth: "Nothing, nothing......", which was completely like a lost mind.

Ever since I entered the mountain, I felt that Du Kang was losing his mind little by little, and the second master seemed to have known that he would be like this.

I looked at the second master, who shook his head at me and motioned for me not to disturb Du Kang.

After muttering to himself for a while, Du Kang walked straight into the forest in front of him, and the second master motioned for me to follow.

I followed Du Kang into the woods, and he still looked straight ahead, even the route out was straight.

But the trees in the forest are so dense, if you walk in a straight line, you will hit the tree sooner or later, I stretched out my hand again, wanting to pat Du Kang's shoulder and remind him, but the second master also grabbed my wrist again and shook his head at me.

Later, I realized that my worries were completely unnecessary, and Du Kang would not crash into the trees at all, on the contrary, these thick trees would actively avoid him.

Sometimes, he was about to hit a tree, but when the tip of his nose was less than half a meter away from the tree, the tree would suddenly change position.

It's hard for me to describe what it was like...... The tree was obviously still there just now, but when Du Kang walked over, it suddenly reached the right or left side of Du Kang, and instead of moving, it changed its position out of thin air, as if it was a space jump.

It's the first time I've seen such a thing when I'm so big, so I gave the second master a puzzled look, and the second master kept staring at Du Kang, not noticing that I was looking at him.

When I turned my head, I saw Liu Shangang and Liang Houzai, who were walking behind the second master, also with a puzzled expression, and Lao Yang's expression could already be said to be frightened.

Obviously, the scene where the trees change position on their own was not a hallucination on my part, everyone saw it.

Du Kang walked straight forward, and we witnessed the trees avoiding him again and again, making way for him to go straight.

I tried to walk in a straight line, but the trees didn't avoid me at all, they were real trees, and my nose and forehead had a close contact with the trunk and felt the roughness on them.

Gradually, there was a fire outside the woods, and I heard someone talking.

It was a language I didn't understand at all, but strangely enough, I could understand the meaning of those words.

At this time, an elderly woman was saying, "There is a mountain demon in the mountain pass, and Ah Da and Ah San, who went there to chop wood, have not returned." ”

Then I heard a rough male voice: "The mountain demon has been there for many years, didn't the Black King say that it is the mountain god who protects this mountain?" How can mountain gods hurt people? ”

"I don't know, it's not been peaceful lately." A slightly younger woman said.

At this time, I had already left the forest with Du Kang, and I saw several strangely dressed people standing beside the forest, and one of them was a sturdy man with a torch in his hand, and in the flickering light of the fire, I was surprised to recognize that the face that first appeared in my dream was his!

I subconsciously reached for the hilt of the Qinggang sword, and Du Kang suddenly slapped me.

I turned to look at him and saw that his expression had returned to normal, and he shook his head at me, lowered his voice and said, "Calm down, it's all an illusion." ”

Hallucinations? I looked at the man with the torch, the torch in his hand crackling in the flames, a black cloth wrapped around his head, strands of hair on his sideburns exposed, and gently swaying in the wind.

If it's an illusion, how can it be so real? Is the woods just now also an illusion? Why do I still have pain in my nose and forehead?

At this time, the second master and Liu Shangang also walked out, and Liang Houzai whispered to everyone: "These people in front of you should be part of the memory of the evil god, don't have anything to do with them, then the evil god will find us." ”

Listening to Liang Houzai's words, I still couldn't believe that these were illusions, I reached out and touched the tree beside me, and there was still a very rough touch on my hand.

Liang Houzai smiled at me: "It's all fake." ”

I also smiled and looked at Liu Shangang, who was staring at a few people not far away with wide eyes at this time, and it seemed that he couldn't believe that these were illusions.

Liang Houzai said: "The book that my master gave me said that the evil god will always repeat the memory of the time when he became an evil god, and in this memory, you should be able to find the life of the evil god. ”

"It's a living door." Du Kang corrected: "If you can't find a way to live, this mountain will die." ”

Listening to Du Kang's tone, I felt that he had really returned to normal.

At this moment there was a rush of footsteps in the distance, and following the sound, I saw a large cluster of bright fires, and after a moment I could see that they were men dressed in black linen and holding torches.

They walked fast, but in unison, looking like a group of soldiers.

When they walk past us, they treat us as if we were air, and no one notices our presence.

The man at the end of the line was also carrying an old man, judging by his dress, the old man should be a Han man, with bruises on his forehead and blood stains on his back.

As soon as these people appeared, the few people who had been chatting outside the forest dispersed, but the leader of the group grabbed one of them and said to her, "We have picked up a Han man in the mountains, and you can send him to Utuo." ”

The only male among the chatters heard him, turned back, and left with the unconscious Han man in his arms.

After this, the soldiers continued along the path, and Liang Houzai and Du Kang motioned for everyone to follow.

The road is long and there are several sentry posts scattered in between. In fact, it is a sentry post, a small hut made of wood and animal skins, in which three or two men are stationed who are also dressed in black linen.

Everyone, including those who were on their way, looked preoccupied, and even I could sense that something big might be going to happen in this place.

After passing by six or seven sentry posts, we followed the soldiers to a large stockade made of huge stones and long wooden piles, the gate of which was still closed, and a few men in armor were stationed on the stone walls.

Their armor was completely different from the armor of later generations, and it looked as if it had been made of sticks of wood soaked in oil, and from a distance, it looked like they had straw mats tied to their bodies and wooden baskets on their heads.

I also thought about it for a long time before I realized that they should be wearing rattan armor.

The people on the city wall saw that someone had come to the gate and shouted: "Open the gate!" ”

A moment later, I heard a "squeak" grinding sound coming from the stockade, as if it were made when the thick rope and wood were twisted together.

With the appearance of this noise, the gate of the village slowly opened.

The door was two stories high, and it was made of a dozen very long pieces of wood threaded side by side, and it looked like a huge raft. This is not the two-door city gate of later generations, there is a thick horizontal axis near the top of the gate, and the end of the shaft is sunk into the stone wall, and at this time the gate is slowly opening upwards in a circle with the horizontal axis.

The gate of the fortress was not completely opened, only a gap more than a meter high was opened, and the soldiers outside the door immediately leaned down and got into the gap.

We also moved with them and quickly entered the stockade.

As soon as we entered the stockade, the soldiers who had been followed by us quickly stood in line, and then rushed towards the depths of the stockade. We also picked up the pace and followed them closely.

During the run, I took a cursory look at the environment in the stockade.

The stockade was supposed to be wealthy, and as far as the eye could see, there were wooden huts with steeples, and as I passed through a place that resembled a square, I saw men slaughtering cattle and several others stretching a tiger skin together.

Unlike the people I saw outside the stockade, the people in the stockade all looked complacent, and they didn't seem to know what was going on outside.

At the end of the stockade, there is a small stone house, and there are many people wearing rattan armor patrolling back and forth nearby. I think this is the Black King's residence.

A patrol soldier who was not wearing rattan armor came over and asked the team leader, "Yamama, have you found Ah Da and Ah San?" ”

Every time they spoke, they spoke in a language I didn't understand, but when it reached my ears, it was translated into Chinese in my mind. It's a weird feeling, it's one thing to hear, but it's another thing to react in your head.

The names of the people here seem to be strange, first Utuo, and now Shanma, and I can feel that these two names are not transliterations, but translated into such kanji according to their original meanings.

I saw the man named Shanma shake his head: "I found it, but the big uncle is sure that they can't be found." ”

The patrol frowned: "What's wrong?" ”

"Dead," Yamama sighed, "and the death was so miserable that not even a complete body remained." Is the Black King sleeping now? ”

A very deep voice came from the stone room: "It's still early. ”

Then, the curtain on the door of the house was lifted, and a burly middle-aged man walked out of it, and as soon as he appeared, the soldiers outside showed a very respectful expression.

This person must be the owner of the stockade, that is, the black king in the mouth of the soldiers. He was not what he had imagined, he looked very gentle, and his eyes shone with peace and wisdom.

Is he the one who slaughtered the whole village with extreme cruelty?

The Black King walked up to the horse and patted him on the shoulder: "Have you looked for Uto?" ”

Yamama shook his head: "No." We picked up a Han Chinese from the mountain pass and asked a few villagers to carry him to Utuo. ”

"Han Chinese?" This time it was the unarmored patrolman who spoke.

Here, there doesn't seem to be too much etiquette between the princes and the courtiers, and the courtiers can also interject casually when the princes and kings are talking.

"We found him in a place where the mountain demon was haunted, he may have been a woodcutter, and when we found him, he had passed out, with wounds on his forehead and back, probably under attack by the mountain demon," said the mountain horse. ”

The Black King asked him, "Doesn't the mountain demon harm the Han people?" ”

Yamama still shook his head: "I don't know. But Ah Da and Ah San are dead, and he appears in the same place, but he is alive. ”

While the mountain horse was speaking, an old man wrapped in animal skin hurriedly walked over, and when they saw that the black king did not need to salute, they saw this old man, but they all bowed.

The Black King also showed a very respectful expression and shouted, "Great Witch." ”