I Was Once a Legend

Dong Zheng put the remaining rune paper into his pocket. He looked at the distance where Ren Heming's figure disappeared, rode a horse, and went in the opposite direction.

He did not trust Heming.

In fact, Dong Zheng had a faint suspicion, and the suspicion was floating in his mind. He could not make it clear. He only knew everything he had experienced now, revealing an unpredictable eccentricity.

Yes, weird.

He returned the same way, to the place where Ren Heming first fell into the water, led the horse carefully to the other side of the river bank, and continued along the path.

Ren Heming is gone, Dong Zheng does not know what he is going to do now, to hunt down evil spirits?He is not a real Maoshan sent Jinyiwei, and he certainly will not die.

In short, look around for clues that can be stitched together.

No longer in a hurry, Dong Zheng sat down and walked slowly, the woods on both sides gradually thickened, and the sun grew closer to the west horizon.After about an hour, Dong Zheng was a little tired and drowsy, and suddenly he heard someone talking in front of him.

He immediately stopped, turned over, and Dong Zheng quietly approached the direction where the sound came. He opened the grass branches covered in front of his eyes and saw a pair of villagers walking down the hill not far away.

They all seemed to be big cannibals. They said words that Dong Zheng couldn't understand. Their backs were empty, and their expressions were swift and solemn.

Dong Zheng frowned, and the team should be the villagers who went to sacrifice the little girl in the mouth of the businessman.

It now appears that the girl has been left on the mountain with other sacrifices.

Something fell from the basket behind the villagers at the end of the team, but he didn't find it.

Dong Zheng didn't rush to keep up, and when the team walked out of his sight, his voice gradually moved away, before he felt where they had passed before, and found the thing that fell from the back basket.

It was a small statue more than ten centimeters tall, with a stone texture. I don’t know if it was originally scribbled, or it was often held in the hand and smoothed out the details. It can only be seen that it is a standing person with arms folded. In front of the chest, it is like prayer.

Dong collected the statue, and he returned to the horse and continued on.

It was getting dark, and I had to find a place to spend the night.

The setting sun shining under the clouds seemed to be burning, Dong Zheng led the horse, and when he realized that the fog was quietly rising, he stopped vigilantly.

Not right.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong, the quiet wind-only woods?Or is the horse's constant anxiety noisy?

Or maybe...

From behind?!

Dong Zheng suddenly turned around at the moment when he realized that something was wrong, and swung the knife sharply in front of him, but only cut into the air.In the next moment, an unprecedented coldness swept him all over, and the evil coolness burst from the bottom of my heart, almost freezing him.

He lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Dong Zheng's light caused Dong Zheng to narrow his eyes. He tilted his head slightly. Ren Heming, who was washed away by the stream, was beside him. Brother Mao Shan sat there against the wall, his head lowered, and his face was deep. Know what you are thinking.

"Brother?" Dong Zheng yelled out to him and found his voice unusually hoarse.

Ren Heming looked down at him, put his hand on Dong Zheng’s forehead to test the temperature, and after confirming that he wouldn’t burn, he withdrew his hand and explained, “You’ve been trapped by Xie Zuo. I found you halfway along, cast out Xie Zuo, and took you When I get here, it's at least a little more stable than spending the night outside."

Dong Zheng sat up, and he felt that Ren Heming was different from the previous ones. Both the expression and the tone of speech became a lot calmer.

It's as if...the fate of the destiny is calm.

"Brother, how are you?" Dong Zheng asked, "I didn't catch up with you at that time."

"It's not bad. While I was not awake, I explored here and found something interesting." Ren Heming stood up and motioned for Dong Zheng to come with him.

At the end of the bluestone slab, there is a stone door with strange patterns carved on it.

In front of the door, Dong Zhenglai lit up the relief with a fold of fire-it was a picture of a sacrifice, a group of people bowed their heads and bowed, the children were placed on the high platform, and the rest of the place was filled with various strange lines, perhaps representing the local The devil in the minds of people.

Ren Heming: "Would you like to see?"

Having said that, he didn't respond directly to Dong Zheng, he reached out his hand and pushed the stone door in front of him.

The door was lighter than Dong Zheng thought, so he was opened by Ren Heming under his eyes, and the unknown light illuminated the huge underground cave inside the door.

Ren Heming pushed him in, and followed him.

At this time, Dong Zheng may finally know where the lingering unrest came from.

He turned around, staring at Ren Heming, who can finally be over, and asked Shen Sheng:

□ "Where is this place?" Jump to chapter 254

△ "Who the hell are you?" Jump to chapter 254

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