Dark nightclubs give people a profound feeling, especially when accompanied by silence. The music of the night blooms into thorny flowers in this silence.
Some people enjoy it so much that even if they are bruised and bruised after the hug, they will break off the flower and put it on their chest to comfort them.
There are also people who are afraid of getting involved and shy away from them.
Zi Lan once heard Huo Long say something like this.
"The reason why ordinary people are afraid of being alone and afraid of darkness is because in the darkness, people's hearts will have no sustenance and will feel fear. When they are alone, people's hearts will be tortured, and they will torture themselves about the meaning of this life.
A truly strong person will dare to place his soul in the embrace of darkness and dare to face the torture in his heart. Because they know exactly where they want to go in this life. "
For some reason, at this moment, this passage appeared in his mind.
Zi Lan rubbed her forehead, trying to distance herself from the memory of this passage.
The current complicated situation was not suitable for him to lose focus.
He blinked his dry eyes and looked ahead.
Huo Xuemin and Atong were still walking slowly in front of him. Everything was normal and nothing unusual.
He felt relieved now. Even though in the darkness, he couldn't see the things in front of him very clearly, he could still identify Huo Xuemin and Atong through the outlines of the two figures.
After a few people walked through a dirt road, they turned onto a rugged mountain road.
A gust of cool night wind blew past Huo Xuemin's neck, and she couldn't help but sigh, "It's really cold in the mountains. It's only been a few months and the wind has become so cold."
Atong said, "It's okay, sister, just walk for a while and you'll be at my house."
Huo Xuemin smiled and said, "Okay."
Several people went up the mountain. The mountain road was filled with fine fallen leaves. They didn't know what kind of trees were on the mountain. These fallen leaves were extremely fragile. When they stepped on them, the sound of the leaves being crushed was very clear.
It's like stepping on those late autumn leaves that have completely lost their moisture.
However, summer has just ended in Kyushu, and the weather has just turned from hot to cool. How can any tree lose its leaves at this time?
However, the fallen leaves shattered into pieces, followed by the sound of footsteps one after another.
Zi Lan's brows furrowed more and more as she listened to the footsteps in front of her.
Because walking on this mountain road, he could only hear four footsteps.
Excluding his own footsteps and those of Huo Xuemin and Atong walking side by side in front of him, there was only one footsteps left.
But he remembered that there were Huzi and the old village chief at the front. These two people were not very far away from him, so there was no way he could not hear the sound of two ordinary people walking at such a close distance.
But why did he only hear four footsteps? Is there one person missing in front?
Zi Lan really couldn't figure it out. Just when he was about to call Hu Zi in front of him, a breeze suddenly came from his back, as if something was approaching him.
He, who had always been alert, reacted quickly and slapped lightly behind him.
This palm looks weak and weak, but in fact the entire palm is densely packed with internal energy, and its power is extremely powerful.
As long as an ordinary person receives this palm, the meridians in his body will be broken every inch, and he will inevitably die.
Zi Lan's palm didn't hit far before he retracted it, without disturbing Huo Xuemin and Atong who were walking in front of him.
He deliberately slowed down a little, and then looked at the palm he had just withdrawn, only to see a blood-red beetle as big as a thumb lying in the palm of his hand, whose internal organs had been shattered by him.
But it was dark now, and he couldn't see more details about the bug.
He could only feel through touch that the insect's mouthparts were very sharp, which were not found in common beetles. He had never seen such an insect before.
However, what puzzled him was that logically speaking, this beetle would not attack him directly like this. Moreover, after coming in for so long, he also found that he had not seen any living creatures in the deep mountains and old forests.
So where did such a strange beetle come from?
Zi Lan thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he gave up on the problem.
But at this time, he turned his attention to the team, only to find that the number of voices stepping on the fallen leaves along the way had increased to six.
And the extra footsteps actually came from behind him.
This shocked Zi Lan. Someone was following her silently, and she only discovered it now?
Who would come here in such a secluded place?
After thinking calmly for a while, Zi Lan suddenly stopped, quietly jumped behind a tree, and disappeared.
After some calculations in his mind, he was able to deduce that the slightly hasty footsteps behind him were no more than ten steps away from him.
So as long as he waits here for a short while, the person behind him will definitely meet him.
But when he stopped and waited, the footsteps that had been behind him magically stopped.
It was as if the footsteps were his own...
Time waits for no one, and Zi Lan does not have much time to wait. Although he stopped, Huo Xuemin and Atong did not stop.
After thinking about it, he no longer cared about investigating the footsteps behind him. He could only take two steps to follow Huo Xuemin's back, who was about to disappear from sight.
Not long after he left, the "fallen leaves" that had been trampled to pieces on the ground began to move.
I saw that the "fallen leaves" that had been broken into pieces began to gather together, as if they had intelligence, trying to piece together something.
When a huge circular blank area appeared around the tree where Zi Lan was hiding, a humanoid creature composed of "fallen leaves" slowly stood up.
At this time, if anyone can look closely, they can find that this "person"'s head is crowded with faces, and these countless faces, upon closer inspection, are somewhat similar to the old people in Luojin Village, and even look like That's what these old people looked like when they were young.
However, the only strange thing is that A Tong's face is not seen among these faces.
All of these faces were extremely distorted, and their eyes were full of viciousness, staring closely at the direction Zi Lan left.
"This young man's strength is quite interesting. I'm afraid it will be troublesome to kill him!" an old woman said with a sinister smile.
"You have to do the trouble, otherwise it will be more difficult to kill him when they enter the treasure place tomorrow." A face full of wrinkles and green pupils said with a hint of resentment.
"But this young man has been staying with the woman. If we kill him now, I'm afraid it will scare the snake. If the woman doesn't go because of this, then all our preparations will be in vain!"
"It can't be like this! We have been waiting for too long! Ten years? Or twenty years? We have no time to wait any longer!"
"But if we don't kill that young man, how can we get that thing back from that woman tomorrow!"
"That's none of our business. The old guy is watching everything..."
"If the old guy doesn't work... then don't blame us for not showing mercy to him."
"It's also troublesome for Atong to follow that woman all the time. What if he follows her up the mountain..."
"A-Tong is absolutely not allowed to go up the mountain! No way! A-Tong is already the last hope of the whole village. The curse of this village must be ended in our hands!"
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After walking for a short distance, Huo Xuemin and his party finally arrived at the Bamboo House.
At this time, the moon also showed its face behind the dark clouds, casting a little silver light.
It also allowed them to see the general outline of the bamboo building clearly.
The Bamboo House has two floors, and it seems that there are only two rooms on each floor, and the rooms are not big.
There is a small bamboo forest behind the Bamboo House. It seems that this bamboo forest is the source of the bamboo used to build the Bamboo House.
The other directions of the bamboo building are surrounded by big trees that are common in the mountains. There is even a big tree whose branches grow directly to the top of the bamboo building, as if a big hand is pressing down on the bamboo building.
Perhaps because it was too dark, Huo Xuemin did not see clearly when Huzi and the old village chief who were walking in front of her entered the bamboo house.
When she stood in front of the bamboo building, the old village chief had already walked out carrying a small oil lamp.
The oil lamp emits a little orange light, which can wrap up the old village chief's thin body.
However, the silver moonlight, yellow lights, and dark main colors collided together to form changes in light and shadow, which made the wrinkles on the old village chief's face look like wriggling black reptiles, which was very scary.
"Little master, please go inside and rest for a while. Huzi has already gone to boil hot water for the little master." The old village chief said slowly.
I don't know whether it was because the surrounding environment was too gloomy or because of the visual impact of the changes in light and shadow. In short, the appearance of the old village chief made Huo Xuemin terrified, as if she was facing a demon inviting her to enter hell.
So she involuntarily took a step back, but Atong beside her took her hand and walked straight towards the bamboo building.
"Come on, sister, I'll take you into my house to play!"
As soon as she heard Ah Tong's childish voice, the inexplicable tension in Huo Xuemin's heart instantly dissipated a lot, and the bamboo building in front of her didn't seem so gloomy anymore.
So she let Atong pull her into the bamboo house.
The bamboo door creaked twice, as if a wild animal burped with satisfaction after a meal.
Zi Lan hesitated for a moment, but followed closely, but when he passed by the old village chief, he stared at the old village chief carefully.
The bamboo door was pushed open with a creak again, but Zi Lan's force seemed to be a bit too strong. After the bamboo door was pushed open, it began to rock back and forth.
Under the moonlight, the shadow of the bamboo door swayed here and there, as if an invisible naughty child was constantly shaking the bamboo door for fun.
A gust of wind blew, and countless leaves fell from the surrounding trees. These leaves were like moths flying towards the oil lamp in the hand of the old village chief who stood quietly, trying to extinguish the only light and let the darkness wrap it up. Own.
When countless leaves firmly locked the light of the oil lamp, the old village chief let out an eerie laugh, like a devil's grin, but this laughter merged into the applause of the big tree above him, just like this The applause is to congratulate the birth of the evil spirit.
The moonlight cannot illuminate the path of evil spirits, so they announce their arrival with laughter. People who do not avoid them in time will become food on their tables.
