Qingfeng Mountain sent six groups of troops.
The days are like a meandering river, always turning a corner and changing the scenery wherever you like. The story of this day started early. I can’t remember whether it was a drizzle that sent this gray-covered carriage to the destination. Yuanjiang Trail.
Avoiding the people who came from all walks of life looking for treasure, they quietly stopped at the inn on Rong Street.
After hurriedly getting off the carriage, Feng Jing and Mu Ziyun booked a room. Hu Zi and Li Mu did not relax and walked into the streets together, mixing in the crowd and inquiring about the cemetery.
It took a long time for the two of them to come back. Hu Zifang said: "I can't find the map. Even if I find it, I can't buy it. Many people who come here cover their faces. Let's take some measures to prevent others from being discovered."
"It has been prepared for a long time." Feng Jing and Mu Ziyun did not do anything. They went to the nearby shop and bought four black robes. The chest of each robe had red wings embroidered by Feng Jing herself.
"When will it be released?" Li Mu asked. Mu Ziyun replied: "Night?" Li Mu shook his head and said, "It's better now. The cemetery is very big. The deeper you go, the better." The few people didn't have any objections, put on their robes and left the inn.
The Yuanjiang Trail was originally called Shichengkuang. The stones on the mountain had fed the villagers for hundreds of years. Later, the stone ran out. Villagers had to go out of the mountain if they wanted to survive. As a result, there were fewer and fewer people, and large areas of buildings were abandoned and overgrown with weeds. There are only a few dozen families left in the entire city.
It's a coincidence that Tiannunu's cemetery is located under the abandoned quarry. If the residents back then had dug four feet further, they would have been able to find the treasure. At this time, the entire quarry was dug into a big hole, and the foul smell emanating from it could be smelled from miles away.
Those who go in, in addition to covering their bodies and faces, also need to take a few jade pills, fearing that the poisonous residue from nine hundred years ago has not been dissipated, and it will be bad if the news spreads even if they lose their lives.
The cave was so big that no one could get in or out. Li Mu counted about 1,800 people and could only imagine how big the space was inside.
The four people covered their faces and followed the crowd into the cave. Once inside, they saw hundreds of intersections. In front of each intersection was a six-foot-high stone platform. Thick dust was deposited on the platform. The dust was wiped away, only to find that the countertop was very smooth without any traces.
Mu Ziyun and the others walked randomly along the way. After walking for a while, they encountered dozens of intersections. They still did not stop, so they chose the one on the left and went in. This time they walked for a long time, and they still felt vaguely. It tilts downward from the ground, obviously moving underground.
"What's the smell?" Mu Ziyun smelled something wrong, and everyone stopped. There were only four of them on the three-person wide path. Li Mu looked around with a lantern and said, "Where's the smell? Isn't it the same smell as before?" Hu Zi also had some doubts. Although Feng Jing was the oldest, she was still a girl, so she was inevitably scared. She forced herself to calm down and asked. Mu Ziyun: "Is there something wrong?"
"Before, I only smelled a strange smell in one place," Mu Ziyun said, "Now it seems that all four of us have that smell." "Don't talk nonsense." Huzi stomped the ground, "If you don't take a shower yourself, don't tell us. Just like you." "Go, let's talk about business."
"Forget it," Feng Jing said, "keep walking. I saw some light flickering in front of me. Someone must have been there, so I might as well ask." After listening to the eldest sister's words, several people walked forward. During this period, Huzi said: "If the situation is not right, kill them." Li Mu gave a tacit understanding.
After walking sixty or seventy steps, they found several people holding lanterns squatting in front of something, slowly getting closer and closer. The strange thing was that without knowing it, Mu Ziyun and the four of them stepped on a wooden board and took a closer look. , has a wooden floor, and is surrounded by rooms. Looking at those people, they are squatting a few steps away.
As he got closer, Huzi whispered: "Friend, where are you from? Did you find something good?" The man didn't say anything. Huzi thought he was afraid that he would steal his treasure, so he laughed and said, "I just came to ask for directions. Don't do anything else." Still getting no response, Huzi patted someone on the shoulder.
It was as if it had been slapped on wood, making a creaking sound. Looking closer, Huzi shivered with fright. These people were surrounding a candlestick. Half of the white candles on the candlestick were left with red wax, and those people, individually One's face was pale, one had only his neck exposed, and his head was gone.
"Eh? Why are we here!" Mu Ziyun exclaimed, "Zhuang Ming is in a cemetery, how could he walk into a house!" Only then did everyone realize that the figures they had just been staring at were walking around. The scene changed without knowing why, just like a dream.
Looking back, I was horrified. I saw several people squatting around the white candle in front of me. It was exactly the same as the scene before. Looking back again, I was even more horrified. Those people were still there, looking exactly the same before and after. They were turning and turning even in the original direction. They are all lost, and I can’t tell which is the front and which is the back.
In the middle, Feng Jing said, "Oops, we seem to have fallen into an illusion!" "Illusion!" Mu Ziyun said anxiously: "Is it like the four illusions from Qingshan Mountain?" "No, the four illusions have the initiative. In the hands of the caster, the caster creates illusions to deal with the enemy, and this illusion feels like the nightmare of the divination sect. The caster makes a hook to introduce the enemy, and then let the illusion follow the enemy's direction. Change according to your thoughts.”
"What do we think?" Huzi asked: "Then who does this illusion listen to?" "It's not who we listen to, but the idea of randomly selecting the enemy. I think some of us must have thought about this when we just got close. The scene, that’s why it became like this.”
"Who would think about this mess!" Li Mu said.
"Maybe it was arranged by the enemy." The four of them looked at each other and were silent for a while. Mu Ziyun said, "What should we do? How do we get out." Feng Jing replied, "Find the lead, or wait until the magic power is used." However, during this period, be sure not to have any wild fantasies."
The more people are told not to do something, the more they will pay attention to it. These four people, including Feng Jing who finished speaking, couldn't help but control their thoughts.
Knowing the essence of this illusion, Feng Jing was afraid that several people would get separated during the illusion, so she wanted the four of them to hold each other's hands. But just when she was about to speak, Mu Ziyun, Hu Zi, and Li Mu disappeared in the blink of an eye. . Feng Jing was startled and stamped her foot regretfully. Something she shouldn't have thought about happened.
"Where's the eldest sister!" "Where's the eldest sister!" "Ah!" The three brothers turned around and found that Feng Jing had completely disappeared, "This, this..." Li Mu said fearfully: "What about us, are we going to disappear too?" As soon as he said it, Mu Ziyun realized that Hu Zi was gone and he was the only one left in the room.
Huzi and Muziyun's eyes widened. Muziyun suddenly covered Huzi's mouth and said: "Stop talking, you can't do it again." Before he could finish speaking, Huzi disappeared. Muziyun's thoughts for a moment gave birth.
In the four identical spaces, Mu Ziyun, Feng Jing, Hu Zi, Li Mu, and several people squatting around Bai Zhu were squatting in front and back. Just when they each warned themselves not to think nonsense, the four spaces began to change. .
"Fire" Mu Ziyun was suddenly pushed by someone, and his heart almost jumped out of his mouth. He slowly turned his head and found the squatting person before walking to his side, pointing to the side and saying: "Fire, it's on fire. ."
Mu Ziyun slowly turned around and saw that all those people were standing up. White candles lit up the curtains that appeared at an unknown time, followed by the beams, the wooden tables, the buildings outside the window, and the endless street, "This, where is this?" "Mu Ziyun opened the door curtain and walked out.
This street is called Furong Street. It is the most prosperous street in Tayang City. In the middle of the street is the famous platform. "Uh..." Mu Ziyun seemed to have something stuck in his throat. People were coming and going on the street, shouting. , shouting and cursing, and there was even a girl holding up a row of hairpins and asking him to buy one to give to his lover.
"Fire... It's on fire." The noise stopped for an instant. Mu Ziyun turned around and saw the man squatting before, tugging on his sleeves and saying, "It's on fire." Mu Ziyun looked at him blankly, the man's His face began to scorch from one corner, and his clothes were burned into thick black smoke. The hand still holding Mu Ziyun's sleeve was slowly burned off by the flames, scorched, and melted.
On the eve of that man turning into serous ashes, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Tears streamed down Mu Ziyun's face. He saw the house he had walked out of earlier, with a door marked with three marks. He was standing in a dark stone path with no end. He turned around and returned to the prosperous path. On the street, the movements of the people on the street stopped at that moment, and their faces were turned to this Mu Ziyun, and everyone's eyes seemed to hide a thousand things but were empty and flawless.
"It's on fire." Mu Ziyun licked the tears on his tongue, which were a little salty. People on the street started to catch fire from every corner of their bodies. Half of that person's face was burning. This person was burned until the last of his legs were left, but there was no exception. , as long as they still have a face, everyone is smiling at Mu Ziyun. This smile scares Mu Ziyun and makes him suffocate.
A year ago, it was on this street that he created what people call a natural disaster. Perhaps this was the scene at that time. Everyone was living normally before death. The creatures in the three cities were destroyed by this. A natural disaster claimed lives.
Huh, huh, the explosion on the platform restarted the stagnant time. The burning people were crying and screaming. They were in pain and they were in pain!
The air wave of the explosion shook Mu Ziyun into the air. He saw countless scorched corpses and heard countless screams. Then he faced the sky and fell firmly to the ground. He fainted while grabbing the ground with his head.
"It's on fire." He slowly opened his eyes, and the scenery in front of Mu Ziyun became clear. He was still in the room with several people squatting in front and back. Mu Ziyun turned his head and saw one of the people squatting, and pulled himself , saying, "It's on fire."
Turning around, I found them standing up. The white candle lit the chain that had appeared at an unknown time, followed by the beams, the wooden table, the building outside the window...
