There is a strange and abnormal atmosphere in Xitang Town today.
Like Jiang Yao, Zong Lin immediately noticed that the smiles of these townspeople did not come from the heart, but were more like being controlled to smile happily. The townspeople must repay each other with goodwill, and no trace of malice can appear.
Zong Lin did not relax his vigilance because of this, but became more vigilant.
I went to several households with Baimao, and Baimao actually found the rules of Xitang Town.
[Xitang Town Code:
1. Please hide in the cellar on rainy days.
2. Please do not kneel down to worship the statue of Qingyun Temple! !
3. Three days of ghosts patrolling the streets, and six days of ghosts descending. Please—wait to die!
4. Please do not ask the townspeople about what happened in Xitang Town!
5. Illusions are everywhere, indescribable, invisible, and inaudible!
6. Please do not go to the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Qingyun Temple! ! 】
Zong Lin's face became more solemn after reading the code.
He finally knew what the last rule of Yizhuang was.
It was the Sutra Pavilion where Jiang Yao escaped from death.
If the code hadn't been blurred by the rain at that time, Jiang Yao wouldn't have been so seriously injured. He felt a little regretful.
Regret that he had entered the townspeople's homes earlier and found the Xitang Town Code.
There is no point in thinking about it after it has happened.
Zong Lin read the code over and over again and remembered it deeply in his mind.
Baimao said: "Brother Zonglin, what about the fourth rule?"
'Please do not ask the townspeople about what happened in Xitang Town! 'This code completely blocked their way.
Zong Lin quickly sorted out his thoughts.
The third rule of the code is more important. The three days of ghost statues patrolling the streets happened yesterday, and the six days of ghost gods coming is what will happen the day after tomorrow.
It is conceivable that if they did not close the realm before the day after tomorrow, and the destructive level of the realm came to the town, not only the people in the town, but also the three of them would definitely die.
Zong Lin is sure.
Even if the shopping mall backpack props are opened, they will never be destructive level, strange opponents with the title of 'gods'.
But.
They still have no clue about the main plot of this mysterious realm.
Time is really tight.
"Today we must explore the main line." Zong Lin said solemnly.
He knows better than anyone the consequences of violating the code, but today he will bring back useful information even if he dies.
Seeing that he looked like he was going to die, Bai Mao subconsciously relaxed his breathing and became so nervous that his hands and feet became numb.
His mother died young, and his father treated him like a porcelain doll, not wanting him to take risks. Even a novice dungeon would hire players to take him.
Baimao entered this strange realm firstly because he wanted to experience and become stronger, and secondly because he wanted to prove to his father that he could stand alone.
He had actually made sufficient preparations before entering the Strange Realm, otherwise he would not have rushed to find Jiang Yao to follow her into the Strange Realm not long after the last dungeon ended.
But the level of danger in this mysterious realm is beyond what a newcomer can handle.
He knew very well how much he weighed. Apart from having some talent in drawing talismans, between the two of them, he was like a waste. When in danger, he couldn't escape and needed to trouble others.
Baimao was afraid that he would bring trouble to them.
Therefore, Baimao behaved very seriously and obediently towards the tasks assigned to him by Zong Lin.
——Stand in front of the door and window to look out for him, and warn him in advance if he sees other townspeople coming back.
Residential houses have black tiles and white walls. Each house is surrounded by a low wall, and chickens and ducks are raised in the yard. The house they were in had only one town citizen guarding the house.
Zong Lin stepped into the house and rummaged around first. The movement was very gentle and did not disturb the townspeople in the back room.
The main room and the second room did not find any items related to the main plot until he came to the back room and saw the shrine placed next to the bed through the door.
The statue in the shrine was covered with a layer of red gauze, just like when he was kneeling in the street yesterday, he saw a monk carrying a sedan, and a completely black phantom statue covered with red gauze stood in the sedan.
This was not the first town house Zong Lin had visited, nor was it the first ghostly image he had seen.
After entering more than ten households, a ghost statue was placed in every house.
Different from the ghost statues patrolling the streets yesterday, the ghost statues enshrined in the townspeople's homes are smaller, about half the size of an arm.
It was carved from gloomy wood and stood in the shadow where no light could be seen. The red gauze covering the strange image gave off a bloody aura like blood in the dark room.
The townsman was a middle-aged man. He was kneeling in front of the shrine, kowtowing repeatedly and chanting obscure and low-pitched incantations.
'Bang bang——'
The sound of kowtows echoed in the silent room.
Seeing this, Zong Lin felt that his hairs stood on end and his whole body felt cold.
He couldn't back down.
Holding the mahogany sword in his hand, Zong Lin quietly entered the back room. The moment the middle-aged man kowtowed again, he kicked his legs off and broke his hands. He was afraid that he would scream, so he stuffed him with linen cloth. Q.
The townspeople were unable to resist, but rolled on the ground in pain, their foreheads were bruised, blood flowed down, and their faces full of flesh were hideous and twisted.
Zong Lin waited for him to calm down, then took the linen stuffing in his mouth and asked.
"Why did Xuanhe Temple become like that?"
He was not in a hurry to ask about what happened in Xitang Town.
There is a rule in Xitang Town that restricts players from asking questions, which also shows that what happened in the past must be related to the main plot.
The townspeople were unwilling to answer, so Zong Lin had plenty of ways to pry his mouth open.
After some coercion and inducement, the townspeople, who thought he was a human being and had the human instinct to be greedy for life and afraid of death, told him everything they knew.
A few years ago, Xuanhe Temple was popular with incense, used to ward off evil spirits and avoid evil, and was loved and respected by the townspeople.
"Xuanhe Temple offended the gods... All the Taoist priests died overnight... Zombies began to appear in the town... Many people died at that time..."
When the townspeople mentioned this, their tone was full of resentment towards Xuanhe Temple.
If Xuanhe Temple had not offended the gods, Xitang Town would not be like this.
As he spoke, the resentment in his eyes was replaced by a weird smile.
"Fortunately, there is Qingyun Temple in Xitang Town. With the gods here, we will have eternal life!"
His tone was respectful and extremely pious, reaching the point of madness.
Zong Lin was horrified to find that the eyes of the townspeople in front of him were not looking at him, but looking behind him.
He felt an icy cold atmosphere all over his body, as if he were falling into a swamp, and a thick shadow covered him. 'Tick-tock-tick--' The thick black liquid overflowed from the shrine and dripped on the floor.
Zong Lin immediately used his talent to block his five senses.
He pulled out his mahogany sword and stabbed behind him.
When the townspeople on the ground with their hands and feet cut off saw this, their bodies in severe pain suddenly burst out with powerful force, and they slammed into Zonglin.
Zong Lin could hardly avoid it.
The best opportunity to solve the shrine's ghostly image was also lost.
He immediately chose to kill the townspeople, and used his talent [Black Falcon] to determine his location through the strong wind. He turned the hand holding the mahogany sword and stabbed it into the phantom with all his strength.
Zong Lin's reaction speed was fast enough, but in the end he was delayed by the townspeople. The statue completely left the shrine and rushed towards him.
Bai Mao, who was watching outside, heard the movement in the inner room. He was afraid of disturbing Zong Lin and delayed entering. However, the movement became louder and louder. After a battle between heaven and man, he decisively chose to enter the house.
The ghost image rushed towards Zong Lin, and Bai Mao took out the talisman from his pocket and threw it out randomly.
The fire talisman ignited the furniture in the room, and the ghost was slightly wary of the flames, so Zong Lin was able to successfully dodge its attack.
But Baimao suffered.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the strange figure in the shadow. The red gauze fell off, revealing the strange figure carved in gloomy wood.
'boom--'
There was a roar in the white-haired head, and the blood froze. Zong Lin used his talent in time to block his five senses.
Then he picked up Bai Mao, who was in a daze, and ran away.
What's worse is that the ghost figures in every house woke up and chased after them together.
A chase begins.
