Chapter 8 A River of Blood
It didn't take long for Wen Shengyu to wake up by the cacophony of voices under the tree.
"Look! The ancient temple has not disappeared! ”
"Why did the color of the exterior wall of the ancient temple turn black?"
"Who blindfolded the stone statue?"
Everyone was discussing at the gate of the ancient temple, Wen Seng Yu rubbed his eyes and slowly climbed down the tree in the direction of the crowd.
When he was about to walk to the gate of the ancient temple, Quinoa Qianqian also came from not far away.
She stretched her waist and said, "Brother Seng Yu, it's early~ Did you sleep well?" ”
When Quinoa Qianqian said this, she obviously raised her voice, wanting others to hear it.
"Morning, sleep well." Wen Seng Yu also replied cooperatively.
The last person to arrive was Lin Qianqian, and when she arrived, Brother Shuo said in an impatient tone: "Who the hell came here last night, it's better to give an honest explanation to Lao Tzu, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!" ”
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the noise just now disappeared with it.
"Brother Shuo~ People are just weak women, it's so terrible here, people don't dare to come alone." Quinoa Qianqian was the first to speak.
If it weren't for seeing Quinoa Qianqian's heroic and calm appearance last night, Wen Shengyu would have believed it.
At this time, Brother Shuo looked at Wen Shengyu.
"Don't look at me, I was with her last night, I don't believe you asked her." Wen Seng Yu pointed at Quinoa Qianqian, and Lin Qianqian on the side widened her eyes.
"Nasty! Dislike! Dislike! Didn't you say you wanted to keep it a secret! People ignore you, huh! Quinoa Qianqian said while tapping Wen Shengyu's chest muscles.
"Don't respond to people here, don't you two be disgusting, don't you see that there are still students here?" A woman in the crowd said.
"you! You are a yellow-faced woman! Quinoa Qianqian said.
"You little girl! Don't think that if you look good, no one will beat you, I have to tear your face today! ”
Just as the woman was angrily walking towards Quinoa Qianqian, a middle-aged man in the crowd stared at the outer wall of the ancient temple and gradually approached, just bumping into the oncoming woman.
"Are you blind?!" The woman retorted.
"It's beautiful." The man only said this.
The crowd also looked at the man in confusion.
"This wall is beautiful." The man said as he touched his hand to the wall.
The color of the exterior wall of the ancient temple is different from yesterday, it has changed from red to black, and the black wall has some slight lines, which looks like the skin of some kind of animal, and if you look closely, you can see that the wall is shining with bright white powder.
"This color and powder? Much like the flower last night. Wen Seng Yu thought to himself.
"Ahhh!!h The moment he touched the wall, the middle-aged man let out a terrible scream.
"Help me! This wall is tearing at my skin! The man shouted.
At this time, everyone panicked, and when Wen Seng Yu just wanted to step forward and drag him, Quinoa Qianqian shook his head at him.
Then Brother Shuo ran over and grabbed the man's hand.
"What the are you doing? Come and help! Brother Shuo shouted loudly.
Seeing that Brother Shuo was not abnormal, Quinoa Qianqian nodded to Wen Seng Yu and signaled that he could go over to help.
"Ahh!!hh Pull me out! The man howled in pain, his voice a little hoarse.
Wen Shengyu didn't understand why the man said to pull him out, because the man was not sucked into the wall.
But the next second he understood.
I saw that the man's skin gradually detached from his body, and pieces of skin fell off his body in an instant, and some pieces of minced flesh were pulled into the wall little by little.
"Save me, save me ......!"
As the cry for help became weaker and weaker, the man fell to the ground, his body curled up, like a budding flower, which was extremely weird.
With a groan, a few people next to him spit out, and although Wen Seng Yu didn't vomit, he turned his head to the side.
"The number of survivors so far, 11."
The familiar roar sounded in the ears, and everyone seemed to be used to it.
"Damn, it's dead again!" Although Brother Shuo said this, his voice was obviously much quieter than just now. "Let's speed up! Go inside and have a look. ”
Everyone followed Brother Shuo's footsteps to the ancient temple.
Wen Shengyu saw the blindfold on the head of the idol at a glance, and then glanced at Quinoa Qianqian.
He had restored this place before he went back to the tree cave twice last night to rest, and it was obvious that someone else had been here.
Thinking of this, Wen Seng Yu glanced at the location of the tunnel, as if there was nothing abnormal.
"It seems that before that person could discover the secret of the tunnel, the others rushed over." Wen Seng Yu thought to himself.
"I don't want to find out who came here secretly last night, if you want to survive, tell everyone the clues you have discovered, or you will all die!" Brother Shuo said.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one said anything more.
"The donors are here again."
The atmosphere in the air was about to freeze, and the silent night walked in through the door.
Jingye looked at the blindfold on the head of the idol, and then said, "It seems that someone has discovered the secret of the idol." ”
"Master, what do you mean by that?" Brother Shuo said.
Jingye ignored Brother Shuo's question, just silently walked to the statue and sat cross-legged, then closed his eyes and entered meditation.
"What's the use of this old bald donkey, kill him!" A tattooed man screamed arrogantly.
"Qi Jun, you shut up Lao Tzu, you have this kung fu of fighting mouth cannons, it is better to find clues!" Brother Shuo said to the tattooed man.
"Brother Seng Yu, let's go for a stroll around the neighborhood, maybe we can find any useful clues~" Quinoa Qianqian said suddenly.
As soon as Wen Seng Yu wanted to answer, a loud noise came from the depths of the forest.
"What's the situation?" Wen Seng Yu looked at Quinoa Qianqian and said.
"Let's go over and have a look, don't scatter yet." Qi Jun said to everyone.
As soon as he walked out of the temple gate, Wen Shengyu saw that the giant tree in the middle of the forest had disappeared.
"Where's the giant tree?" Others asked the same question.
During the journey, Wen Seng Yu felt that this forest seemed to be different from usual, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't know if it was related to the disappearance of the giant tree.
It was as if she had discovered something, and kept looking around.
Everyone got closer and closer to the giant tree, and only then did Wen Seng Yu realize that the loud noise just now was the sound of the giant tree falling and hitting the ground.
"Why did the giant tree fall?!"
"The green light in the eyes is gone!"
"Is it dead???
Everyone had different opinions, only Wen Shengyu and the three seemed to be thinking about everything calmly.
Wen Seng Yu observed carefully, the giant tree in front of him was cut off by the waist, and the fracture showed a regular crack, which seemed to be cut by a weapon such as a thin knife, but how long a knife could it take to split such a huge thing?
There is also a question that also puzzles Wen Seng Yu, the trees in the forest are suspended in the air, why do the giant trees in front of him fall down after being cut off, the normal logic should be to continue to levitate?
However, at this time, Wen Shengyu remembered Quinoa Qianqian's words - the laws of physics in our world do not apply here, so we can't use normal logic to think about problems.
Just like the cross-section of this giant tree, it is not an annual ring, but a huge pipe-like space, enough to pass through more than 10 people at the same time, and the space is filled with purple-red blood, which is transmitted from the roots of the giant tree, but the blood does not flow out with the collapse of the tree, but continues to flow inside the trunk.
Just when Wen Seng Yu wanted to get closer and take a closer look, the blood inside the trunk suddenly poured down, and a huge amount of blood rushed like a flood, instantly washing Wen Seng Yu down.
The sudden blood tide made him choke on a mouthful of blood, and Wen Seng Yu was rushed far away and separated from the large army.
After cleaning the blood from his face, Wen Seng Yu got up in embarrassment.
"It's... Ancient temples? Reacting to this, he found himself washed away by the ancient temple.
"There's so much blood flowing from this that it can send me so far away..."Wen Seng Yu thought to himself.
After settling down for a moment, he shouted to the surroundings: "Quinoa Qianqian! Lin Qianqian! Brother Shuo! Where are you? ”
But Wen received no reply.
Hesitating, he glanced towards the ancient temple, where the Master of the Silent Night was still sitting and meditating, not moving.
Wen Seng Yu moved his steps and walked towards the ancient temple.
"Master? Master of the Silent Night? After entering the temple, Wen Seng Yu said to Jing Ye.
"It hears the sound and moves, and it walks through the night, remember? It always likes to hide behind people and observe human behavior. Jing Ye repeated the hint of the giant tree in his mouth, and then pointed to the tunnel where Wen Seng Yu and the others had entered last night.
Wen Shengyu didn't understand what this meant, but he knew that Jingye wanted him to enter the tunnel again.
That's what he had planned.
The blindfold on the head of the idol was still there, Wen Seng Yu took out the arrow in the idol's hand, and lightly tapped the entrance of the tunnel with the arrow, and then restored the arrow but changed the direction of the arrow feather, he believed that Quinoa Qianqian could notice this detail.
Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Seng Yu jumped down.
It was still silent, it was still dark, but his state of mind had changed a lot when he entered the tunnel for the second time.
"Wen Shengyu." The sound of quinoa was heard in the darkness.
"Wen Shengyu, follow me." The sound came from all directions, and it was unreal.
"Why are you doing this!! Quinoa's voice seemed to be angry.
"I'm sorry, that's the only way."
Why do you still have your own voice?
"I'll be sure to help you get back!" After Quinoa Qianqian said this, her voice disappeared.
At this time, a vague figure poured into Wen Seng Yu's mind, he wanted to touch it, and he also tried to recall the conversation just now, but in exchange for it, he only had a splitting headache.
"I'm going to have to keep myself awake, and I'll probably be in the flower right away." Wen Seng Yu encouraged himself and slashed his hand with a dagger to stay awake.
He thinks it's the pollen that makes him lose his mind.
After another 5 minutes of walking, Wen Shengyu found the flash in the darkness.
The moment he found the flower, Wen Seng Yu slowed down the pace of his breathing, held his breath as much as possible, gently plucked it, and then took it to a position far away from his face.
Walking out of the long tunnel again, the scene in front of me is not the room where I woke up for the first time, but the school library.
"I'm out here?" Wen Seng Yu thought to himself.