Chapter Forty-Five: The Golden Bell of Kuroki

Bell. Bell bell...

In the empty corridor, a series of swaying bells came from the depths.

Bai Mo made a silent gesture, squatted down and listened carefully.

It's a bit like a wind chime, which doesn't ring so crisply and leans more towards a shaking copper bell.

"There's wind ahead."

Without Bai Mo's reminder, Yu Xian also felt that there was an air flow coming from the direction where the voice was coming.

Tibetan style is the most basic requirement of the Yin House.

The underground karst cave in this cemetery did not have the pattern of "getting water", and now it is not even possible to "hide the wind".

It is no longer because of geological changes or the influence of pangolins that the local saying "feng shui is broken", Mo Bingxian deliberately chose this.

Bai Mo fell into deep thought, "What do you think?" ”

"Me? I... I think it's still a long way from an altar or something. ”

Yu Xian can only use the dragon hunting map as a reference, and the pointing mark does not jump out at this time, indicating that there are no fossils nearby.

"Hmm..."Bai Mo didn't doubt him, "If you take a closer look at these air currents, I feel that the yin qi is very heavy. ”

No matter how auspicious the place is, after the feng shui pattern is broken, it will gradually become fierce with the yin qi, not to mention that Mo Bingxian is raising corpses in the cemetery.

Through the yin and yang eyes, Yu Xian looked at the location of the sound source.

The corridor is straight, and the brick and stone floor at the end comes to an abrupt end, as if leading to a space that is somewhat close to the overall environment and the underground cave.

The black object was too far away to be seen.

Another gust of air flowed in, and Yu Xian's pupils dilated slightly, and he could clearly see a puff of black smoke mixed with the airflow.

This level of intense yin qi can only be seen in zombies.

Telling Bai Mo what he had observed, he nodded in understanding.

There is no need to guess, there must be a great danger ahead, far beyond the great danger of ordinary organs.

But he had to go over, and he couldn't find the exit when he returned the same way, and the more exaggerated the danger ahead, the closer it was to the area that Mo Bingxian wanted to protect.

"You—" Bai Mo looked Yu Xian up and down with distrustful eyes, "You pay attention later." ”

"Don't worry, I've got a hand at escaping."

"It's not that you have a problem with your escape skills, it's that you remember to call me when you find danger!"

"Oh."

With light steps, the two of them leaned against the wall and walked deeper into the corridor.

Similar to what Yu Xian had observed before, the masonry passage terminates in front of it, leading to a large space shaped like an underground cave.

The black debris that I couldn't see clearly before was a tree.

I don't know what kind of species, from the main trunk to the forked branches are charcoal-like, blackened, so that it is difficult to tell whether the plant is still alive or not.

Bai Mo picked up a stone from the ground, thinking of throwing it out to see the situation, so please remind him first.

"There's something over there, like a corpse."

The flashlight moved to a position where it had not been illuminated, and several rags were piled up under the tree, and the holes exposed the white bones of the forest.

It can be seen that several pangolins were killed here and were eaten and wiped clean by something.

Judging by the style of clothing on their bodies, they are similar to the enemies they have killed before.

Bai Mo swept the lighting area in other directions and found that there were six combat uniforms of the same specification.

"Both our people and our enemies have been to this place."

There is more than one corridor to reach this space, which spans about 1/3 of the Black Wood Forest, and there is a passage diagonally opposite.

Some of the wood has chop marks and gun holes, indicating that the two sides have clashed here.

It's hard to say who wins and who loses, but in the end, some kind of danger must have popped up, and the corpse was eaten to the bone.

"Be careful, there may be zombies."

"There may be leeches."

"Huh?" Bai Mo was slightly stunned, "What leech?" ”

While Bai Mo observed the items left behind by the corpse, Yu Xian observed the nearest tree.

If the root system of a tree is also in this dark tone, it will be a bit like those long-whiskered tree roots soaking in the water of the underground river.

The cemetery is still dry, and if the plants want to survive here, they can only take deep roots and stick to a place where there is a water source.

In the underground river, leeches adsorb to plant roots during periods when there is no blood food supply, and feed on plant sap.

This creates a symbiotic relationship, where the leech protects the plant roots from destruction.

Even if the cave collapses and the stone falls, it will first hit the protective layer formed by the water quality.

"Probably so."

Yu Xian talked about his encounter in the underground cave, Bai Mo approached a black tree lightly, groped down the root system, and cut the soil.

Obviously, it is only a small tree about two meters high, but its root system is extremely strong, and it is indeed possible to penetrate deep into the ground if it is pulled slightly.

The presence of hungry leeches explains why the corpses were drained of blood and gnawed to the point where there was no skin left.

"Mo Bingxian, this guy...", Bai Mo stood up, "Can you see something like a bell?" ”

The air flow is easy to explain, the black wood forest takes root in the ground, which will more or less make the ground hollow, and the air flow generated by the flow of the underground river will just surge up.

The groundless thing has been studied clearly, and the source of the ringing just now has not yet been found.

Many things in the cemetery cannot be exposed to direct light, and although the pangolin is equipped with a cold-light flashlight, which is safer, it is safest to use the yin and yang eyes to see through the darkness directly.

"Bells... The bell is on a large tree. Yu Xian narrowed his eyes, his gaze passing through the twisted branches that looked like the palms of the demons were crossed, casting them into the distance.

There was no widespread indiscriminate lighting on the lighting equipment, and the darkness in the distance was not known to Bai Mo.

This underground space is hemispherical, with the highest center and a large black tree surrounded by five or six people, also without branches and leaves, all of which are pitch-black branches.

Some of the branches are end-hung with golden bells, and occasionally there is an air stream from the ground, blowing through the cracks in the roots, and the bells are shaking slightly.

Listening to the bell in the distance, it is creepy, and you are in a cemetery.

The sensation of hearing it up close is completely different, and even a few bells are shaking and listening to the cascading sound of confusion.

A rattle, in addition to the muddy and dull ringtone, seems to be mixed with disgusting sound effects such as fingernails scratching glass, metal scratching blackboards, etc., sao back and forth in the brain.

If there are thirty or forty bells scattered around the tree, I am afraid that it will make people mentally ill.

"The shape of the bell is very strange, like a golden skull, and it is not clear what pattern is engraved."

"Dementor Bell." Bai Mo gave a judgment, "The bell is a very large category of magic weapons, and the soul bell is generally divided into two categories: soul refining and soul deterrence, and it is estimated that the tree is the latter. ”

The higher the animal, the more complex the nervous system and thinking, and the more severely affected by the Dementor Bell.

Leeches have simple sensory organs and no sense of hearing, so they live a healthy life.

"When the wind stops, let's rush through this area first and go to the opposite passage to see what is going on."

Yu Xian nodded silently.

When encountering such an evil thing, the marketing account is as quiet as a chicken, indicating that the probability of danger is very high!