The next four people were "specially arranged" by the village chief. They followed a few children to a wooden door that was not much bigger than the one just now. As expected, with their backs to the cave, they dreamed of returning to the life of primitive people every minute.
"Hey, don't run around. If you are discovered and captured by the Mountain Weaver Girl, no one will save you." The child stood with his arms folded, looking at the people coldly.
"Okay, okay, but can I ask what the Mountain Weaver Girl is? And aren't you going to hold a sacrifice to the gods? Can you tell us roughly what the gods like?" Lu Nanyao seemed to never get angry. She always had that smiling face, as if she was wearing a mask.
The child, who was about the same age as them, looked at the four of them strangely. Just as he was about to speak, the child behind him pulled his hair. He was about to get angry but suddenly remembered something and suppressed his temper.
"This is not our concern. You guys worry about it yourselves. Remember, don't run out for no reason." The child left immediately after saying this, and hit the little kid who pulled his hair hard. The kid staggered and almost fell down.
"I don't think they will go far. They will probably spy on us silently. It seems that there must be some incredible treasures in that cave..." Nan Song guessed while touching his chin.
At this time, Lu Nanyao did take out his sword, and the sword light flashed by, but the human-shaped spirit Bai Di began to speak.
"It seems strange that he doesn't speak all the time. It would be better to let him speak, so that there will be two people to talk to when I am alone." Lu Nanyao explained.
"We've just gone around in a circle since we came here. This is still the same mountain. Let's go in and take a look first." The resurrected "Bai Di" said as he was about to push the door.
"Go away, I'll do it. If there's any danger in there, I don't want one of us four to be missing." Jiu Yizhi stepped in front of him without even looking at him, and prepared to push the door.
Although their attitude is not good, it is still in line with their character. Now who knows if those kids are spying on them in a hidden place, so they have to act a little more familiar to avoid revealing more clues.
There was no trace of a lock on the door. It might not even need anyone to push it, as it could be blown open by a gust of wind. Nan Song suddenly remembered the missing people mentioned on the Star Network at that time. No one could find them alive or dead, as if they had disappeared out of thin air, without any trace of their existence.
I held my breath involuntarily, but the scene inside the door was strange yet somewhat reassuring.
The room was very shallow, with only a few bunk beds inside. The room was also very low, but it was covered with white talisman paper, and threads made of mycelium were piled up in the corners of the room.
Seeing the scenery inside, Nan Song felt inexplicably relieved, but he quickly realized what he was expecting.
"This little broken door, this bed, this door won't break down if there's even a little bit of wind. The bed will fall apart before I even lie down on it!" Jiu Yizhi went in cursing, wandered around for a while and ran out again.
Meanwhile, Lu Nanyao on the side was still muttering to herself, muttering about the Mountain Weaver Girl.
The four people entered the door and Nansong closed it gently. Tiny streams of water formed a film, covering every gap in the door.
In the dark, humid cave, a film of water slowly spreads like a mysterious veil. Like an invisible hand, it gently caresses the surrounding stone walls and ground, then gradually climbs upward until it connects with the cave ceiling. The film continues to expand, eventually enveloping the entire cave, creating a bizarre water world.
The film of water separated the eerie white talismans on the cave ceiling, as if guarding some secret. Reflected in the water, these talismans shimmered faintly, like stars in the night sky, adding a touch of mystery to this already eerie cave.
At the same time, a strange fragrance filled the entire cave. This fragrance was fresh and pleasant, with a hint of floral and grassy scent, making people feel relaxed and happy, as if they were in a mysterious fairyland.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement beneath the bed. Ripples appeared on the previously calm surface of the water, as if something was moving underwater. As the movement intensified, the water film began to tremble slightly, as if bearing some tremendous force.
Then, a humanoid figure covered in mycelium slowly crawled out from under the bed. Its body was tightly wrapped in mycelium, and its face could not be seen, but a smell of decay could be sensed.
The three people stood on the bed, all stunned.
"Although I feel there is something inside, this place of less than 20 square meters can actually fit five of us. Oh, there may be more than that..." Jiu Yizhi squatted down and watched the mycelium man slowly crawl out.
"Tsk, do you think this is the Mountain Weaver Girl?" Lu Nanyao expressed her curiosity.
"I think it should at least look good. This guy should be called Yama Oriole." Jiu Yizhi cooperated but also seemed not to cooperate.
"It seems to be getting dark outside. I feel like the three of us staying here are like playing a game." Nan Song has been paying attention to the movements around him.
"Oh? I know the game you are talking about. Let's go back and add each other as friends and play together next time?" Lu Nanyao immediately remembered the game she played.
"You know? I thought the game I played was very niche. After all, I feel that most people now still like to play games with fast progress and pace." Nan Song was a little surprised.
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