The object in his hand was half a wet rattan and a ball of damp soil, with a several-inch-long piece of green grass hanging on it.
"What's going on?"
Shen Luo quickly threw away the things in his hands, and after a quick glance around, the remaining sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
He was not on the bed in his hut at this moment, but sitting on the dirt in a wilderness.
Shen Luo got up with an ugly expression and looked around.
He then discovered that there were overgrown weeds on both sides of the place where he was lying, and the sound of insects was chirping one after another. He could vaguely see a muddy path in front and behind that could only allow one person to pass, and he didn't know where it was going. A little further away, there was a faint mist, which made it even more difficult to see, making it difficult to see anything clearly.
Shen Luo slapped his cheek hard with both palms, and the burning pain came, telling him that he was not dreaming at this moment.
"What's going on? I was sleeping in the house, so why did I suddenly come to such a place? Could it be that I was hijacked out of the Spring and Autumn Temple without a trace?"
At this thought , Shen Luo hurriedly checked the clothes on his body, then raised his sleeves and took a closer look at the Spring and Autumn Aspects logo on the sleeves. Then after moving his hands and feet, he felt slightly relieved.
He vaguely remembered that he slept with his clothes on yesterday because he was too tired. Now his clothes have not changed and there is nothing abnormal about his body.
Shen Luo's heart was full of surprises, but he knew that the most urgent task now was to find out where he was now.
He forced himself to calm down and looked around again.
There was a cold air in the nearby air. It was obviously summer, but it was as cold as late autumn. It made him feel that his clothes were obviously thin, and he couldn't help but tighten the skirt of his robe.
Shen Luo suddenly remembered something and suddenly looked up to the sky.
The sky is like a boundless black screen, with only a lone crescent-shaped moon hanging in the sky, casting some light that is not very bright. It is obviously still night time.
At this time, bursts of whistling wind came from the distance, like ghosts crying, but it blew away a lot of the nearby fog, allowing him to finally see some blurred scenery.
After taking a deep breath, he walked slowly and carefully along the path.
Soon after, patches of flat land began to appear on both sides of the road. In some places, there were rows of crops planted, which looked like fields.
The soil on the fields without crops is fluffy, and they must have been cultivated not long ago during the day.
Seeing this situation, Shenluo's mood relaxed a little.
Since there are fields and signs of human habitation, he should not be in any danger. Although he is not sure how he came here for no reason, there is no time to investigate in detail at this time.
He quickened his pace a little and continued walking along this country road.
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The night fog gradually thinned, and the distant sceneryColor gradually comes into view.
A little way ahead, you can vaguely see some sparse houses built against the mountain, and there are scattered lights, which look a bit blurry.
When Shen Luo saw this, he felt happy.
As long as you go to the house over there, you should be able to figure out where you are.
With this idea in mind, he felt that the lights in the distance seemed to bring some warmth to him, and his steps became a little faster without realizing it.
Not long after, he was less than a hundred feet away from where the light came from.
This is indeed a small mountain village. The village is not big, only about a dozen households.
It’s just that it’s late at night, and everything in the village is silent. It looks dark, with only a little light coming from a house in the center of the village.
Shen Luo walked along the path to the entrance of the village. He paused briefly to make sure that no villagers were active before walking into the mountain village. However, after taking a few steps, there was a "bang". My toes hurt, and I suddenly kicked something.
The thing rolled out ten feet away.
He looked down in shock and saw that what rolled out was half a dirty wooden pile, and there was another length not far away.
At first glance, these two wooden piles seemed to be no ordinary objects. There were actually some strange and familiar patterns engraved on their surfaces.
Shen Luo looked carefully and realized that these patterns were actually composed of runes.
After frowning, he leaned down, picked up half of the wooden stake under his feet, and put it in front of his eyes to examine carefully.
The runes on the wooden piles looked very rough and crude, far less complex than the talismans he drew, but they were all twisted and abnormal, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
As soon as he took a closer look, he suddenly felt dizzy and turned his head away quickly, feeling horrified in his heart.
The runes on this wooden pile actually have such special powers. I wonder what will happen if they are drawn on rune paper?
Shen Luo made random guesses in his mind, and silently used the Small Yang Transformation Kung Fu, causing a Yang Gang Qi to arise from his Dantian and travel to his right hand, making his palm slightly warm.
Then he reached out and touched the runes on the surface of the wooden pile. He quickly withdrew his hand without noticing anything strange.
After Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, he threw half of the wooden stake in his hand to its original place and strode towards the house with the lights.
This is not the time to delay. It is not too late to study it again after the situation is understood.
He came to the open space in front of his room and stopped again.
There was a collapsed shrine in front of this house.
Under the dim light from the window, Shen Luo could see clearly. The shrine was as tall as a person. It was completely dark and had no tablets. There was only a lying incense burner with incense ashes scattered all over the floor.
What concerned him was that the runes were engraved on the shrine, which were very similar to the ones on the wooden piles at the entrance of the village.But the runes here are as bright red as blood, as if drawn with blood, which looks a bit scary.
Shen Luo stared at the shrine, his face a little uncertain.
Just then, a cold night wind blew in, causing several big trees near the house to rustle, and large leaves flying down all over the sky.
A large amount of fog was also carried by the strong wind and rolled past the outside of the village, making the already dim light in front of the house suddenly even dimmer. The houses of other villagers also became hazy, as if something might happen at any time. It seemed to disappear in the mist.
Shen Luo felt that the air nearby seemed to be a little colder, the temperature of his body was dropping sharply, and his limbs felt faintly numb in the wind. He could only take a deep breath and temporarily put aside some worries in his heart. , walked a few steps to the lighted door.
When he raised his hand to knock on the door, his movements froze, and then he slowly retracted his outstretched hand.
A little suspicion appeared on Shen Luo's face. After twitching his nose twice, he lowered his head and looked at the ground. His pupils suddenly shrank into pinholes.
I saw a stream of black blood pouring out from the crack in the door, almost spreading to his feet, exuding a pungent smell of blood.
Shen Luo's face turned pale, and he immediately turned around and ran away the way he came.
The "whirring" wind roared wildly in his ears on both sides, and the breath in his mouth became extremely cold, as if there were several knives constantly rubbing and scraping inside.
Shen Luo felt that he had never run so fast in his life, as if his chest was about to burst. In the blink of an eye, he ran to the entrance of the village, but without stopping at all, he rushed straight ahead in one breath. Out of the village.
There was a "bang".
His body suddenly froze, and he threw himself straight to the ground, even leaving a half-foot-long deep mark on the ground.
Shen Luo felt that his whole body was stiff and cold, and there seemed to be something cold on his chest, squirming close to his skin.
Shen Luo let out a low growl with difficulty. He clenched his fists with both hands and regained some strength. He suddenly pulled open his chest and clothes, widened his eyes and looked down.
I saw two clear and unusually black palm prints on his chest at some point. They were about the size of an ordinary person, as black as ink, and moved upward rapidly. The place they passed was extremely cold, making every inch The hairs on his skin stood upside down, and in the blink of an eye they crawled to both sides of his neck, tightening little by little as if they were real things...