At this moment, the wooden board that carried the two people drifting down had already been shattered into pieces, and the unknown fragments and liquids scattered on the ground seemed to be silently witnessing the nightmare they had experienced.
Every piece of debris seemed to contain endless fear, and the liquid exuded a foul smell that was nauseating.
"Let's all rest first. Nansong and I will go to the front to check the situation." After Ma Tuan finished bandaging Bai Di, he sighed and stood up.
"Don't go yet."
"No, no!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, Blore and Bai Di said in unison.
"What happened?" Nan Song's gaze, which was originally focused on the metal altar with a mechanically beautiful singing girl's stage in the distance, slowly shifted away, as if pulled by an invisible force, and turned to the person sitting on the ground taking a rest.
His eyes were full of concern and curiosity, and he was very confused as to what had caused the other person to behave like this.
"Over there...what on earth happened there?"
Nan Song asked again, the doubt in her eyes becoming more and more intense, as if there was a fog shrouding her, making it difficult for her to see the truth.
The environment they were in was very unclear, and the sudden change caught them off guard.
"Look, now around us,"
Blore paused for a moment, as if gathering his thoughts, or trying to suppress some emotion within him.
He looked around, with an indescribable expression on his face.
"The surroundings are filled with uncontrollable and unpredictable factors. The situation here is so similar to the place Bai Di and I just stayed not long ago."
After Blore finished speaking, Bai Di began to speak. He seemed to have thought for a long time and told the story in a very strange and unique way.
"It's a particularly mysterious and strange place. It seems to be a relic left after the collision between nature and human civilization. It is built on a steep cliff and close to the edge of deep water.
When he and I appeared there, the whole village was filled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. Graves made of piles of bones could be seen everywhere, as if they were the resting place of countless souls.
Even when we first appeared there, there wasn't a single person in sight. It seemed like everything here didn't even bother to lie to us.
But it's better this way, all the malice is most obvious, not even a little bit concealed."
Bai Di's voice was slightly hoarse, and when he spoke those words, there was a unique sense of horror and terror.
As for the remaining things, Bai Di and Blore looked at each other and tacitly chose to remain silent.
Because it's even creepier.
The most outrageous thing is that there are countless urns of urns placed in the house. Every room is filled with urns, no matter how big or dilapidated they are. Even standing here now, the old smell still hits you in the face, as if it can suck your soul into it.
Moreover, even the color of the river water there became extremely strange, taking on a gray hue, as if it was stained with endless sadness.
Thick smoke would rise from the village from time to time. The pungent smell was clearly the smell of ashes, and the boiling steam was mixed with the same smell, as if the whole village was immersed in the shadow of death.
Blore lowered his head deeply, and the terrible experience kept emerging in his mind. He fell into deep thought again, as if recalling something important.
"So how did you two end up like this?"
Ma Tuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. His impatience prompted him to ask the question directly and decisively. Even his mask revealed a hint of anxiety and dissatisfaction, as if he was blaming the other party for not giving him a reasonable explanation.
It felt like the memory was like a tangled mess, tangled and intertwined in my mind, and I could never clearly sort it out.
Bai Di's originally hoarse voice became even deeper at this moment, as if it was being squeezed out with difficulty from the depths of his throat.
His gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, and he involuntarily looked in the direction that Nan Song had just looked at.
However, there was no one there at this time, as if the scene before was just an illusory dream, and all that was left was the huge object that seemed to be still but seemed to contain endless deathly silence.
Bai Di slowly lowered his head, and his thoughts instantly drifted back to that terrible place in the backyard of the village mansion - the well.
The two of them dug carefully at the bottom of the dark well, and finally dug out four heavy coffins.
When the two of them opened the coffins with great anticipation, they were horrified to find that there were four people lying inside, tightly bound and locked in coffins by Blore's cold iron chains. And these four people were actually themselves!
Each person's body was tied tightly, their lifeless eyes revealed a deep dullness, and their hideous faces seemed to be twisted by pain and fear.
Both of them couldn't control themselves and asked themselves why their faces appeared here?
The scene was like a pair of invisible evil hands dragging the world into the abyss of hell. The terrifying aura spread as if it could devour people's souls.
The monster with its own face, with a twisted face that looked particularly hideous at the moment, lay quietly in the coffin. The iron-hard chains were like countless poisonous snakes, tightly wrapped around it, locking it up tightly.
In the endless darkness, it was like a trapped beast, struggling desperately. Every struggle seemed to tear people's nerves. It could neither live nor die. The painful expression gradually solidified, and in the end, only endless despair was left, and it passed away sadly in the darkness.
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