"So powerful?" I was a little surprised.
"I've been like this since I was a child." Haitang said.
We walked for a while, and Haitang walked very smoothly. It was not affected by the dark sky, but she shed a lot of tears and couldn't stop them.
"I accidentally applied too much." Haitang said with tears in her eyes.
I almost couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll find some water and wash it off later."
The two of them walked all the way deep into the forest. After walking for a while, they found a big tree lying on the ground in front of them.
We both stepped forward quickly and saw that the tree had been cut into two sections at the waist. The section was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut off by something extremely sharp.
There were some broken grass nearby, and there were splatters of blood on the grass blades. The blood had dried and solidified, and it should be human blood.
Judging from the angle, something should be flying from the northwest, cutting off a tree, then hitting someone, and finally hitting these wild grasses.
I pushed aside the grass, but didn't find any slash marks on the ground.
Logically speaking, a flying slash from this angle would eventually sink into the ground. Since it didn't, it means that after the flying slash, the thing flew up again and spun around.
After the man was chopped, he continued to run forward, but he didn't run far before he was chopped again.
I stopped not far away. There were still faint traces of blood on the ground. The surrounding grass was cut off by sharp blades. It was obvious that the man was cut again here, and this time he was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
There were drag marks on the ground.
The other party must have been dragged over after being seriously injured and fell to the ground. There was still a lot of coagulated blood on the soil along the way.
After chasing him all the way, he came to a towering barbed wire fence.
"There is blood here!" Haitang said, pointing to a barbed wire fence.
I went over and took a look, and sure enough I found a few blood stains. Judging from the direction, the man must have been dragged over the barbed wire fence, and the blood stains accidentally got on it.
"Then let's go there too." I grabbed Haitang's arm and turned over to encourage her.
After landing, he continued to chase after the dragging traces.
But after following for a while, I found that the trace suddenly disappeared.
I stopped and walked around, then squatted down and looked in the direction I came from before. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky blocked the moonlight, and it became darker and darker everywhere.
When I was at Zhou's house before, I felt a little strange.
How did Uncle Zhou escape?
At that time, he was hit by evil spirits, but he was able to escape all the way down the mountain and finally saved his life. If this was luck, it was incredible.
When I checked him again later, I found a special bruise on his back.
Logically speaking, it is normal for Lao Zhou to have some bruises and bruises on his body when he stumbled back, but ordinary bruises and bruises are blue and black, but that bruise was red.
The skin around the ecchymosis was blue and black, much darker than the skin in other places.
There is a possibility that someone cast a "returning curse" on Lao Zhou's back.
This time the Yang Curse is a relatively common charm, used to suppress the Yin Qi and has a good effect.
It's just that the yin energy in Lao Zhou's body is too strong, and the Yang Returning Curse cannot suppress it. However, with this Yang Returning Curse, it allowed Lao Zhou to keep a glimmer of hope.
Judging from the traces along the way, the man who was beheaded and dragged away was probably the one who cast the Yang-Returning Curse on Lao Zhou at that time.
It's just that Lao Zhou was already confused at the time, and he didn't know what happened. The man probably took Lao Zhou and wanted to escape from here, but was eventually caught up.
The man had no choice but to let Lao Zhou go first and stay behind to break up the trouble, but something unexpected happened.
If this is the case, it can explain why Lao Zhou was able to survive until he got down the mountain.
"Let's go."
I didn’t stay any longer and continued walking forward with Haitang. After a while, I saw the legendary Laosong Reservoir.
The Laosong Reservoir is said to be named because there is a century-old pine next to the reservoir.
The reservoir is very vast, surrounded by dense trees and gloomy atmosphere.
It was dead silent everywhere, except for the occasional rustling sound from the wind blowing through the treetops, there was no other movement.
The water of the lake was dark and calm.
We walked around the lake for a while and saw a pine tree that had been struck by lightning. Most of it had been scorched, but the smaller half was still alive, and green leaves were still growing on the trunk.
"I guess this is the famous old pine." I walked forward.
"Why was he struck by lightning?" Haitang said regretfully, "But he's still alive like this. It's so awesome."
"It's really amazing." I stepped forward and touched the bark of the tree, only to feel that my tentacles were cold and chilly.
I asked Haitang to come over and touch her too.
"It's cold." Haitang shuddered and her breathing became faster.
I asked her if she was feeling uncomfortable.
"It's okay, I just feel a little short of breath and a little dizzy." Haitang said, smiling at me, "But I'm fine now."
This shows that the cathode under the reservoir is abnormal, and even forms a cathode tide, and it seeps out through this old pine.
The reason why this tree was struck by lightning was definitely not an accident, but because the yin energy was too strong, causing it to be struck by thunder.
"What the hell is this place? It's weird."
At this moment, a curse floated in the wind from a distance.
I pulled Haitang, and the two of them hid to the edge.
Not long after, I saw a group of people walking through the woods and coming this way.
There were eight people in total, all of them carrying bags and various tools. Only two of them had flashlights that were not very bright, and they kept shining on the road without wandering around.
Except for the curse just now, no one said anything during the whole process.
It was obvious that this group of people was very cautious. Even in such a wilderness, they were careful and did not want to be discovered.
"Fat man, are you sure there is a golden-eyed python here?"
When they got closer, someone suddenly asked.
"Call me Fatty!" A fat man next to him said angrily.
"They're not all the same." The man grunted, "You brought us here to this damn place. If we let our trip go in vain, you know the consequences."
"Then you go and ask Fatty about my reputation in the industry." Fatty said coldly.
"Okay!" At this moment, a tall man with a beard shouted.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the two of them immediately shut up.
Obviously, this bearded man should be the leader of this group of people.
"Brother, I heard this place is haunted." A thin man with a sallow face frowned.
The man who was fighting with the fat man just now sneered, "What kind of ghost is there? If there is a ghost, it'd be better to have a female ghost. It just so happens that the brothers are lonely!"
