When Lin Feng saw Uncle Ming's appearance, he might burp at any moment, so he had no choice but to hold on to one of his arms, for fear that he would fall into the clouds and mist next to him while walking.
According to Lao Hu, who once served as an engineer, the clouds here are stone smoke. They are formed by the dissimilation of crystals caused by orogeny, and are not water vapor. Coupled with the crystal mine cave, which is as bright as day, it is simply It doesn't look like a naturally formed place, it feels a bit dreamy.
"If there were no deadly zombies and various ferocious beasts here, it would still be very suitable for tourism. The scenery is so beautiful." Lin Feng said sincerely in admiration as he looked at this fairyland-like place.
"Come on, madman, it takes several days just to run to this place, and you are cold and hungry along the way. Who wants to travel to this hellish place? I think you are just full." Fatty complained.
"That's because you have limited knowledge. Not only do people come to this place, but most of them are people who have money and nowhere to spend it. They just want to spend money to experience the feeling of walking on the edge of life and death. A bumpkin like you won't I understand." Lin Feng retorted.
"Okay, I am indeed a country bumpkin, but you can't be more foreign. Look at yourself, you look like you just escaped from a black coal mine." The fat man sneered.
It turns out that Lin Feng, who had always had a good image, didn't adjust his posture properly when he slid down the shaft, so some dust stuck to his body, hair, and everywhere, so his image at this time was a bit unbearable. Look directly.
"Even if my face is covered with mud from the lake, I'm still a hundred times more handsome than you. Just go ahead and be envious and jealous." Lin Feng said without taking it seriously.
"Okay, you two don't even look at what time it is and are you still bickering?" Shirley on the other side couldn't stand it anymore and cursed angrily.
At this time, the group of them was indeed in a state of embarrassment, and they were all looking gray and gray. Moreover, Uncle Ming and the others were shaking their legs. If there was no one around to support them, they would not be able to stand up at all.
"Shirley, aren't we here to liven up the atmosphere? Although we have encountered some difficulties temporarily, we are invincible. We must have a spirit of optimism. All difficulties are paper tigers..." Lin Feng followed. Hu Bayi and the others are used to being talkative, and these dirty words come right out of their mouths, without any need for drafting.
After saying that, before everyone could pay attention to him, Lin Feng found that they had arrived at the beam hidden in the clouds and mist that they had seen before. This beam seemed to be a naturally formed stone beam, looming in the clouds and mist, which made it look quite magical. Home weather.
The stone beam was not very wide, so Lin Feng had to half drag Uncle Ming forward step by step. Standing on the stone beam, he could still see dots of will-o’-the-wisps flickering in the distance. The stone beam was not very long, and It was only about ten meters long. When I got off the stone beam, I saw a huge cave in front of me. It should have been natural, but it was later processed by people, and there were some traces of artificial carving.
Lin Feng took a look with his wolf-eye flashlight and found that there were some carvings on the cave wall here, most of which were images of evil spirits. There were also two small pools on the ground, and there were dozens of white statues on both sides of the pool. There was a white bowl-like thing in the portrait's hand. Lin Feng didn't recognize it at first glance. Hu Bayi probably knew about it, but Lin Feng had no interest in it.
He helped Uncle Ming sit by the pool. The fat man and others behind him also followed suit and helped Axiang and Han Shuna sit down. Shirley Yang held up a flashlight to check the murals, but only looked at them for a moment. After that, her face looked a little ugly. Hu Bayi on the side saw it and asked,
"Miss Yang, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"Well, there is something wrong. Come and take a look. On this mural..." Shirley Yang explained the content of the mural in as simple a language as possible. Everyone's faces became ugly after hearing this. Of course, besides Lin Feng, he had known about it for a long time, but at this time he had to put on an ugly expression.
It turns out that those murals describe how to start the sacrificial ceremony, but to start the ceremony, there must be a sacrifice, that is, a living person. The living person must be placed into a human-shaped groove on the ground. The groove is easy to identify. Because there are still blood stains left from previous sacrifices inside. Although it has been very long ago, there is still a thick layer of blood scab, which looks very evil.
"What do you mean? You mean we need to throw a living person here for sacrifice?" Uncle Ming, who was still dazed at first, suddenly woke up when he heard everyone talking, and said nervously.
"Looking at the mural, that's what it means." Shirley Yang said with an ugly expression.
"Brother Lin, you promised me that if you take us out together, you must never use us as a sacrifice." Uncle Ming said almost crying, because the three people on their side are now willing to be slaughtered. In his current state, he was no match for Lin Feng and the others, so in his opinion, Lin Feng was very likely to sacrifice one of the three of them.
"Uncle Ming, don't worry, we will never do this." Shirley Yang saw that Uncle Ming was getting more and more excited and quickly comforted him.
But Fatty and Hu Bayi on the other side were staring at Uncle Ming and the others intentionally or unintentionally, as if they were ready to kill the three of them. Uncle Ming was a good man, and he could see the difference between the two of them at once. I mean, he said quickly,
"If someone really needs to sacrifice, I think we should let Axiang go. Axiang has been weak since childhood. Coming here is equivalent to losing half of his life. Even if he goes back, he may not be able to recover... ....”
Before Uncle Ming could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Shirley Yang.
"Uncle Ming, I hope this is the last time I hear this sentence. Axiang is a living person. She is not your vassal, not your property, and cannot be sacrificed by you. If you say such things again, I will I might as well just throw you in."
"Oh, I, I, I... Miss Yang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry just now, please don't pay attention." Uncle Ming saw that Shirley Yang looked at him with a bad expression and quickly explained.
Before Shirley Yang could speak again, he saw Axiang, who was leaning on the other side, waking up leisurely. He looked at Uncle Ming who was sitting not far away from him in disbelief, with a look of disappointment in his eyes. Although he couldn't be of much help along the way, he was still busy and was injured again and again. Unexpectedly, he was sent to be sacrificed by his godfather. You can imagine the disappointment in his heart. Shirley Yang could only glare at Uncle Ming. Turning around to comfort Axiang.
"Are we going to draw lots of life and death?" Hu Bayi said when he saw this situation.
"Old Hu, why are you drawing lots of life and death? We are beautiful young people with five principles and four principles in the new era. How can we do such things that are outrageous to both humans and gods? To put it bluntly, this sacrifice is a way for the ancient demon kingdom to scare its subjects. We just need to find out The key, once solved, is that there is no need for human sacrifice." Lin Feng stood up and said when he saw that the atmosphere was a little tense.
