Chapter 1318

Strange atmosphere spread in everyone's heart.

Zhang Xuan and others just sat around the statue, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Look what that is A member of the ninth inning suddenly pointed not far away.

See a figure, shoulder a hoe, walking in a mountain path, and that mountain path, is not found before.

They saw the figure carrying the hoe, wearing a hat and linen clothes.

"Come on, go up and ask." People see this figure, immediately came to the spirit. Run down the path.

But when they ran to the mountain path, they found that the figure in linen clothes had completely disappeared. It's as if it didn't appear at all. The big raindrops hit the mountain road, and even the footprints couldn't be traced.

Zhang Xuan's people looked in front of them. The mountain road had been extending, and there was no place for Tibetans.

"Come on, go and have a look."

Now people have no choice but to follow this road. This mountain road is something they have never seen before.

They walked for more than ten minutes. Along the way, they were all in fear. They were afraid of meeting the stone statue again. Now the stone statue is like a nightmare, twining in their hearts and can't disappear.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, people were suddenly relieved. They walked slowly, but they never saw the stone statue again.

"Hoo, we may have really met the ghost. The figure just now, our guide, led us out. We have already stepped out of the scope of the stone statue." One of the players had a happy look on his face.

The rest of the faces also become more relaxed, as long as they don't go back and forth in that circle, let them go anywhere.

The mountain road is winding, ups and downs, and there is no end in the dark.

The crowd followed the mountain road for another ten minutes. Twenty minutes, thirty minutes, forty minutes, fifty minutes.

One hour!

An hour later, they were still walking on the mountain road, as if they could never get out.

"We won't be trapped again." One man said that since he came to the holy mountains, strangeness has enveloped them, so that now anything happens, they will associate with some folk stories.

"Look, it's the man just now!" The least daring woman reached out and pointed not far in front of them. Just now, the man in the hat, the sackcloth and the hoe was on the road ahead, looming in the dark, striding fast.

"Chase Zhang Xuan gave a big drink. They had no choice at all.

The crowd immediately changed from galloping to trotting and chased the figure. No matter how they chased, they could not catch up with the figure completely. Sometimes they were about to catch up, but there was a corner on the mountain road. When you see the other side again, the figure of the other side appears far away.

"Stop, we can't chase." Zhang Xuan reaches out his hand and stops them.

"My Lord, why don't you chase me? Catch up with him. He's the guide. He can take us out. " One of the players said anxiously.

"He doesn't exist." Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"No?" A few people were stunned.

The woman with the least courage turned pale again in an instant, "it doesn't exist. You You You mean, he Is he a ghost? "

Zhang Xuan shook his head. "I don't know if it's ghost or not, but he really doesn't exist. Look at his trouser legs. It's raining so heavily. Walking on such a muddy mountain road, although his feet are full of mud, his trouser legs are extremely clean. He doesn't exist at all."

"It's over!" The woman wailed, "this is the devil."

"You stay here and don't move." Zhang Xuan left a word, and then walked forward alone. This time, Zhang Xuan didn't walk fast, and the distance he took every step was exactly the same.

That's it. When Zhang Xuan walked for half an hour, in front of him, there was the figure of the nine innings.

See Zhang Xuan appear from behind, the facial expression of the public. It's ugly again. They thought they had walked out of the dead cycle, but they fell into another cycle.

It's still raining hard.

The rain drops fell in front of the people, hit the foot of the mountain road, even formed a sentence.

"Those who blaspheme the spirit are not allowed to go up the mountain, and those who are not pure in spirit are not allowed to go up the mountain. You stay here and wait for the judgment of the spirit!"

The jargon cast a shadow on the hearts of the people again.

Blasphemy, unclean mind!

"It's over. We are really judged by the gods! The gods keep us here and won't let us leave. "

The raindrop will clear this line of words in front of people and form a line of words again.

"To see the gods. We must ensure that our soul is pure and upright. We must wait for 20 years to cultivate our fields and devote ourselves to the gods every day. After 20 years, we will see the gods. "This line appeared for about 20 seconds. It was once again washed away by the rain. It was just after this line was washed away by the rain that the torrential rain poured down. All of a sudden, it's much smaller, which also eases people's vision. They can see further.

"What's that?" One man pointed forward, "look, there's a hut there."

They looked at the place he pointed out. Sure enough, on a cliff, they saw a hut.

"Go and have a look." Zhang Xuan said in a deep voice.

This time, the thatched cottage was no longer out of reach. They soon came to the thatched cottage.

Then, they were surprised to find that the thatched cottage was not located here alone, but in a continuous area. It was a gentle mountain with no less than 100 thatched cottages.

"Squeak."

The front door of the thatched cottage was pushed open. A man in his fifties came out with a torch. He looked at Zhang Xuanjiu with a puzzled face. Balabala said something.

Zhao Ji and others have doubts on their faces. They can't understand what the other party is saying.

"It's a rare ancient language, and it's very old. It's different from many places now." Zhang Xuan explained, and then also replied to each other and talked with each other.

"Who are you? What are you doing in holy fire? "

"We want to go up the mountain." Zhang Xuan pointed to the direction of the top of the mountain.

On hearing this, the other party immediately showed a panic expression and waved his hand, "we can't go up the mountain. The gods don't like us to disturb them. The gods are resting."

"Gods? Is there a spirit on the mountain Zhang Xuan asked.

"My God." Each other to the sky, make a look of prayer, "great Apollo, please forgive these ignorant people."

The heavy rain in the sky became violent again.

"The gods are angry. The gods are angry." The man with the torch went back to the house in horror and closed the door.

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