Chapter 466: Deep in the Mist
Zhu Lan walked forward, feeling dizzy and hearing something low and humming in his ears.
Sometimes those voices seemed as ethereal as in the clouds, and sometimes they seemed to be whispering in her ears.
Zhu Lan instantly got goose bumps all over his body, and naturally realized that something was wrong.
She bent down to catch her breath for a moment, holding the umbrella with one hand and holding something in her sleeve with the other.
It was an extremely delicate and compact mechanical crossbow that could never miss its target within ten steps.
This time she left Beijing alone, so it was impossible for her not to make some self-defense preparations.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and Zhu Lan found that he had walked to a fork in the road without knowing when.
The houses and walls on both sides disappeared, replaced by endless strange rocks and dense forests.
The feeling of dizziness in the head became more and more severe, and the low humming sounds in the ears became louder and louder, gradually turning into wanton laughter and screams, like a roar coming from hell.
Something was flickering and shaking among the strange rocks and dense forests.
There were figures, some were standing on their hands and feet, some were incomplete... They were screaming and tumbling, as if they were having some kind of carnival.
Impossible... There are no ghosts in this world...
They're all fake!
Zhu Lan's heart was beating violently. She dropped the umbrella in her hand, covered her head with one hand, gritted her teeth and walked forward in the rain.
She smiled with difficulty.
Sure enough, she could pass through those shadows. Those things were fake and could not hurt her at all.
Two dazzling red spots appeared in Zhu Lan's sight, swaying slowly, as if waving to her in the thick fog.
There are two red lanterns.
Hanging lanterns means that's the people there.
Zhu Lan walked without hesitation through the densely packed ghosts that were flashing and making strange noises, staggered to the two red lanterns, and violently pushed open the door.
It was pitch black.
The ghosts behind him surged and chased after him, their low or sharp cries almost cracked Zhu Lan's head.
Another flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, and Zhu Lan widened his eyes in horror.
She saw a terrifying face with bulging eyes, ferocious fangs, and cracks!
The scene before my eyes began to distort and change, and the sounds of hell kept coming to my ears, deafening.
Those voices suddenly condensed into a bloody mouth, completely swallowing up her last bit of consciousness!
The crossbow fell to the ground.
…
When he opened his eyes again, Zhu Lan found himself lying in a dim room, but the environment was very unfamiliar.
"Grandma, she's awake!" The young man's joyful voice rang in his ears.
Zhu Lan concentrated his mind and found himself lying on a kang, and the young man sitting next to him was A Chong.
She propped herself up and sat up, still feeling a little dizzy.
A hunched figure came over upon hearing the sound, and Grandma Sun's wrinkled face magnified and appeared in front of Zhu Lan. The white eye looked particularly creepy in the shadows.
Zhu Lan shrank back and subconsciously reached for the crossbow in his sleeve, but found nothing.
She stared at the two people in front of her with great vigilance, but felt a little confused.
The situation she had just experienced on the road was very obvious that she had been drugged.
But...when was the drug administered?
She didn't eat a single bite of the food brought by Grandma Sun, and only ate the dry food she brought with her.
In this village, the only thing she could eat was the well water!
"You poisoned the well water!?" Her eyes were sharp, and she looked around with her peripheral vision, and saw that her crossbow was placed on a stone pier not far away.
However, if you want to get the crossbow, you have to go past A Chong.
Zhu Lan tried to move his body, but found that he did not have much strength. In the current situation, he could only maneuver but not fight head-on.
Ah Chong looked at her with amusement and said:
“Everyone in our village drinks water from that well, who would poison it?
Besides, you fetched that water yourself."
Zhu Lan stared at Ah Chong's harmless face and thought he was careless.
It must be that Ah Chong did something when he was helping her fetch water!
Seeing Zhu Lan looking at him like that, Ah Chong said with some dissatisfaction:
"Hey, I helped you out of kindness, I even carried you back here just now.
Don't take my kindness for granted!"
As Ah Chong spoke, he picked up the crossbow in the corner and handed it to Zhu Lan.
"When I found you, I saw this dropped next to you, so I brought it back with me.
It's your stuff, right?"
Zhu Lan looked at him suspiciously for a while, and when he saw that Ah Chong did not seem to be lying and that Granny Sun beside him did not do anything to threaten him, he let down his guard a little.
She reached out and carefully took back the crossbow, feeling a little relieved, and asked:
"What's going on? Why do I feel dizzy when I go out? And I see..."
That scary face appeared in Zhu Lan's mind.
The next moment, that face appeared before her again.
It still had those two protruding copper bell-like eyes and those long fangs, looking as ferocious as a monster.
Zhu Lan was startled, then he realized that it was the clay sculpture in Grandma Sun's hand.
The clay sculpture's face was exactly the same as the one she saw before she fell into a coma.
"What is this?" Zhu Lan stared at the clay sculpture, feeling that it carried something evil.
Grandma Sun's slow and old voice sounded, and she handed the clay sculpture forward a few points.
"This is the Wind Fairy worshipped in our village. If you bring her back and worship her sincerely for a while, you won't run into this kind of thing again..."
Zhu Lan did not reach out to take the clay sculpture, but looked up and asked Grandma Sun what was going on.
"Let A Chong tell you..." Grandma Sun sighed and walked out slowly.
Zhu Lan's eyes fell on Ah Chong, waiting for him to speak.
"Actually, this is a curse in our village." A Chong scratched his head, sounding apologetic.
“In fact, it’s not something that happens to everyone… I didn’t tell you before because I was worried that if nothing happened, I’d scare you for no reason by telling you about it. There’s no need to do that.
But don't worry, even if you run into one, it's okay, the mountain god will protect you, no one will die!"
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