Chapter 57: Bluestone Town (13)
"Count the time, we should go down the hill and see the road in the town." Fang Yuan looked at the damp trees and weeds around them and the gloomy sky above them.
He didn't see any difference in the road, but just now, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
They had walked for a long time, longer than it would take, and the descent was faster than the uphill, but they were still on the mountain.
Wang Yue held something like a compass and pointed it to the front, "The pointer is spinning around, and it can't stop." β
"Is it a prop for soul searching?" Jiang Qi asked calmly.
"Yes." Wang Yue explained, "There will be no problem in the place chosen by such a big family, so the current situation can only show that the resentment gathered here is extremely heavy, and the spirits are everywhere." β
"What? Walking around? As soon as Fang Yuan heard this, his cold hair stood up, "They are also so arrogant in broad daylight. β
"When we came down at noon, the peak must decline, that is, the time of the day when the yin air is the heaviest, and this kind of weather and place is again." Jiang Qi looked at the paper money on the ground,
"Ever heard of a ghost covering your eyes? In one place, you can't go around, which is more gentle, and the other, if you go on like this, you can't necessarily go anywhere. β
The white mist in the mountains and forests is condensed, and the road in front of them and behind them is shrouded in it, and as soon as people walk past it, the road will soon disappear into the fog, and they can't even see the road behind them now.
"There seems to be a voice." Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed behind the tree in the direction of three o'clock, "There is a person then!" β
Jiang Qi turned his head, only to see a shadow flashing in the white mist, and he didn't see what it was.
After two rounds of searching, they finally saw a half-paper face plastered with red rouge sticking out from behind the trunk of a tree at 10 o'clock, and its expression seemed to be peeking at them.
Jiang Qi suddenly realized that he didn't seem to hear other people's voices, and the silence around him was abnormal.
She jerked her head back, and all that was left in front of her was a white mist, and the other three disappeared without a sound.
Before, the fog in the mountains was very thin, but it felt a little gloomy, and as they went down, the fog became thicker and thicker, until just now, when the paper man appeared, and the thick fog that blocked their vision suddenly isolated them.
In the wilderness, full of fog and graves, it is indeed scary to be alone.
Fortunately, there are no cliffs near Bluestone Town, and at most you can go around the mountains in circles.
Jiang Qi took two more steps along the road, took out the firecrackers and matches he had taken yesterday from the item bar, and smiled gently at the location where the paper figure appeared just now.
ββ
At the same time.
Fang Yuan looked at the white mist and shouted out a few words of Jiang Qi's name, and no one responded to him, except for his own distorted echo.
The more you shout, the more terrifying the atmosphere becomes.
With a trembling hand, he took the axe given him by the master carpenter and cautiously explored his way.
Those things just hide the original path so that he can't see it, but the real ones won't disappear and will definitely be found.
He has a weapon in his hand, to defeat all bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods, to be calm, to be calm, and to rush forward regardless of everything!
After walking for a while, Fang Yuan Yuguang caught a glimpse of something following him behind him, he cautiously turned his eyes, and saw a pair of red abnormalities in the mud, like embroidered shoes stained red with blood,
And behind his right shoulder, which he couldn't see, a small hand slowly put it up, not light or heavy, just enough to make him feel the cold weight.
If he doesn't do something, he'll have to carry this thing on his back.
Cold sweat slipped down Fang Yuan's forehead, and he was frightened to the extreme, and he also had the courage to break the jar in his heart.
"Your uncle, if you have the ability, you will kill me." Fang Yuan said viciously, swinging the axe backwards, after the wind passed, the surroundings returned to quiet, and the weight on him was gone,
But behind him, a voice sounded like an old-fashioned radio that was running out of power, calling his name with a sinister smile.
"Fang-Yuan-"
"Fang Yuanβ"
Fang Yuan clenched his axe and quickened his pace, the voice behind him approached step by step, and finally there was that kind of sharp cry in all directions.
They were afraid of the axe in his hand, and they wanted to scare him in this way, so that he would collapse so that he could take advantage of it.
Fang Yuan suddenly stopped, his eyes wide open and looked at the thin figure under the tree in front of him, it was the 'person' he had seen in the telescope that night.
The rickety body, the puffy face, and the black mouth are smiling and drooping dirty water.
There are ghosts in the front, and ghosts in the back.....
He doesn't know who is more fierce, so he has to choose one to go.
Fang Yuan took a deep breath and stepped on the paper money on the ground and rushed forward, the thin little ghost stretched out his white palm to grab his foot, and the one who called his name behind him was also approaching.
If he couldn't get rid of the thin imp before the one caught him in the back, he would definitely die here today, Fang Yuan swallowed with difficulty, raised the axe, and a strong desire to survive burst out.
Just as he raised his axe and cut down, and the skinny imp disappeared and moved to the other side, a crackling firecracker sound sounded in the mountains.
The skinny little ghost is gone, and the urging call behind him is gone.
It is impossible for ghosts to set off firecrackers, and since ancient times, there has been a saying that firecrackers ward off evil spirits.
Fang Yuan carefully identified the direction of the firecracker, picked up the axe and ran decisively into the dense grass where there was no way, and the bloody marks scraped by the thorny branches did not stop.
The mountains are full of potholes, some weeds are taller than people, they can't see the road clearly, and they are very slippery, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the pits.
He had a strong premonition in his heart that if he didn't go out quickly, he would definitely suffer.
Click-
A foot on the edge covered with weeds, but the sound was not quite right, like stepping on a jar.
Fang Yuan bent down to pick up the weeds, a black clay pot that had been broken in half, and the ...... inside Human bones
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Fang Yuan pulled a few weeds to cover his ears and cover them like a bell to block the gap, and then ran away, not daring to look back all the way.
Finally walked out, he saw Jiang Qi standing on top of the scraps of paper blown up by the firecrackers, with thunder in his palms, and asked him with a smile, "What did I do before?" β
"Ah???h Fang Yuan was stunned, "Sister Qi, why are you suddenly asking this?" β
Jiang Qi slowly raised his eyes and said lightly, "Answer, otherwise I will do it." β
"Expedition! It's an expedition! Fang Yuan's reaction was also fast.
What they say after entering the game may not be heard by those unseen things, but the identity of the last copy, these ghosts from a hundred years ago definitely don't know.
Jiang Qi put down his hand, and Fang Yuan walked in only to see that there was a black paper figure lying at her feet.
The road in the town could already be seen in front of them, but it was not on their hill, and they had to go around the mountain in a long circle under the eyes of the demons before coming down from the other side.
"Sister Qi, when did you get the firecracker?" Fang Yuan asked.
"On the first day of entering the dungeon, during the night vigil, the firecrackers were placed in a pile, and the matches were also taken by the people in the Xie Mansion."