The sky had turned gloomy and dark, with dark clouds covering the earth like a thick black curtain. Thunder and lightning followed, and a storm was about to come. In the blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down like a torrential downpour.
The inky black rain violently hit the golden and dense net. The net, which was clearly visible to the naked eye, began to emit white smoke, as if it was corroded by a strong corrosive substance.
Some rainwater penetrated the large net and dripped onto the gem rack that looked extremely precious, leaving behind black burnt marks.
Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh
The wind blew by, bringing with it a heavy rain.
However, the rain came and went quickly, stopping in the blink of an eye. But the intermittent sobbing did not stop, still coming continuously, making people feel endless sadness and desolation.
"Let's go and have a look first. We must first understand why we are crying."
After everyone recovered from this shocking scene, Nan Song spoke.
Blore had been extremely curious, but was afraid of being scolded if he told it out loud. When he saw Nansong told him, he immediately agreed and ran out.
"Seriously, is he really not heavy?"
Whenever Ma Tuan saw him running faster than anyone else while wrapped in chains, he felt tired for him from the bottom of his heart.
"Uh, not sure."
Nansong is also very curious sometimes.
"He seems to have been very strong since he was young. I often see him carrying water to water the flowers and vegetables, and sometimes I see him carrying a shovel to dig the ground. Anyway, he always works the fastest and is very busy, so you don't see him often."
Nansong thought of the past and started chatting with Matuan.
Bai Di, who had been walking silently in front, suddenly stopped.
"Look."
Not far away after going downstairs, there was a group of people gathered.
After the four people squeezed in, they saw
A few people lay on the ground a little further ahead, with the village chief squatting in front of them. They looked utterly miserable, their bodies as if being torn apart by an invisible force, some even clutching their heads and wailing.
It was not difficult to notice that their heads had grown several times larger, and even their bodies had expanded, with a blood-red flower blooming on top of their heads.
These flowers are hideous and strange. Although they are not too big, each one looks like a blood-red eye, emitting a strange and mysterious light.
"Ah! These people have turned into vases!" Ma Tuan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
The village chief was also present at the scene. This man, who always gave people an invincible feeling, now showed some fragility.
He looked at the scene in front of him quietly, his eyes filled with reluctance and sadness. After seeing four people coming to the scene, his voice was filled with infinite sadness, "See? This is the curse that the demons from the forbidden land of death have put on us. They won't live for more than half a month, and in the end they will all explode and die."
"Ah, there's such a strange curse that makes people's heads grow bigger?"
Ma Tuan felt that he still lacked experience.
“They are so pitiful!”
Blore sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"If I can, I will help them."
Nanger looked very angry, "Let's not wait any longer, let's attack the demon immediately!" Blore, who was standing behind him, clearly saw the mechanical doll showing a cruel smile, and its wings flapped slightly because of its owner's excitement.
"Can't this flower be plucked?" Ma Tuan asked
"Do you think we haven't thought about it?" The village chief said bitterly, "This flower seems to be the last vitality of our villagers. Once we try to pull it out, its life cycle will be greatly shortened." He shook his head helplessly.
"Then you haven't studied why your head gets bigger? Maybe there's something wrong with what you eat or drink."
Nansong was puzzled.
"We all live in the same village, so naturally there won't be much difference in what we eat and drink. I hope everything goes well."
The village chief was very helpless.
"Chief, my child, what should I do? What should I do?"
At this time, an elegant middle-aged man wrapped in a black robe with mud on the corners and wearing a pair of thin-framed glasses grabbed the patriarch with red eyes, shouting with some exhaustion and pain.
"We will definitely find a way," the patriarch put his hand on the man's shoulder.
But when the middle-aged man heard this, his emotions seemed to become even more tense. He half-crouched down as if he could not hold on any longer, looking lost and helpless, with his shoulders shaking slightly.
"Mr. Patriarch, how can we help you?"
Seeing this scene, Blore could no longer hold back, and Nansong's eyes also turned red.
When Si Ge heard this, he hesitated to speak.
Nanger behind him seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Sige.
"Go back to the house first."
Then he said to the middle-aged man, "Mr. Suijin, maybe we can find a way this time. Look, the Sesselben base has already sent helpers to us. Please trust us!"
After hearing this, Blore quickly said, "Please believe us."
He didn't care at all that the resentment between them was almost forming into a real grudge.
As the crowd left,
Ma Tuan turned his gaze to Bai Di, who had not expressed his opinion, but Bai Di just glanced at him lightly, then turned around and followed the crowd.
Ma Tuan had no choice but to follow the crowd while muttering in grief and anger.
Back on the Bone Building, Village Chief Sige sighed heavily towards the four people.
"You've probably heard of alchemy, right?"
"I know, it's as famous as astrology and magic," Nansong has some knowledge of these aspects.
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