Chapter 645 The Price of Pilgrimage
The food Wu Xian brought back.
Includes some meats and plant tubers.
The origin of the meat could not be seen, but it still looked like a whole piece of meat in the tunnel, and now tiny tentacles had begun to grow on it.
The plant tubers should come from the vines that grow on the rock wall. The plants near one end of the meat have already taken root and sprouted, and the roots have penetrated into the meat, causing part of the meat to wither.
Wu Xian was once curious about where the nutrients these vines get from, and now he has the answer.
Obviously, there is something wrong with both of these foods.
Wang Jiudan licked his lips and said, "Those excavators also roasted their food. Maybe after high-temperature cooking, the food will return to normal."
This is true, but the people who eat these foods cannot be considered normal people, and the fact that they did not die after eating them cannot be used as evidence.
At this moment, Han Yu suddenly smiled and picked up a little thing that was struggling.
"I have an idea!"
It turned out to be a big gray rat with smooth fur and a bald tail, which she caught on her way back.
Wu Xian gave a thumbs up in approval: "You are right, we can catch mice and eat them. Although it will consume some physical strength, it is safer than eating this kind of thing."
Having come to so many blessed places, Wu Xian had already eaten and seen everything, and had no psychological barriers to eating rats.
But Han Yu couldn't hold back: "Actually, I wanted to use mice to test the poison..."
After some trouble, everyone managed to prepare dinner.
There weren't many things from the mortal world in the crack cave, but there were many cute little creatures. Wu Xian used [Invasion Like Fire] to advance quickly, and Han Yu's humanoid magical power of Qinggong was also very agile. Jiang Huaian seemed to be able to confuse the little creatures in some way and slow down their escape speed...
Although this dinner looked disgusting, smelled disgusting, and tasted disgusting, it was at least safe.
After eating and drinking enough.
Everyone agreed to take turns to keep watch, and the rest of them lay down by the campfire, trying to fall asleep with the warmth of the flames.
Outside the crack, in the Valley of the Dead, the cold wind howled, making strange sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling. From time to time, things fell from above and hit the fence, leaving fresh bloodstains.
Each wave of night watchmen stood guard with eyes wide open, but in the end no evil spirits came to sneak attack them.
Wu Xian curled up his body, his eyelids fluttering slightly, and he was in a light sleep that would wake him up immediately if he heard any unusual noise.
He could always feel a faint breath in front of him, but every time he opened his eyes, he did not see the evil figure, and found that it was just the wind in the canyon blowing in.
Wu Xian, who was woken up many times, could only go to sleep with gritted teeth, perhaps for psychological comfort, but after that, he never felt the faint breath in front of him again.
Late at night, Miao Ling, who seemed to be fast asleep and sleeping next to the food, suddenly opened his narrow eyes and looked at the mouse that was gnawing on the skeleton of its own kind as if he was observing a work of art.
After staring for a while, Miao Ling's hand suddenly moved silently.
Then his mouth puffed up.
He chewed slowly, his propped-up cheeks proving that the thing in his mouth was still struggling weakly.
……
The next morning, six o'clock.
Complaints from people around could be heard beside the cracks in the canyon, because it was still pitch black in the morning, and even during the day there was still no light in this valley of the dead.
The newlyweds were all looking forward to opening their eyes and finding that everything was just a dream, but what they saw after opening their eyes was still the cruel reality.
Wu Xian was in good spirits. After he released his killing intent, nothing disturbed his sleep, and even some snakes, insects, rats and ants stayed away from him, which made his sleep quality quite high. Seeing that the atmosphere became a little depressing, Wang Jiudan turned into a blessed land pump, constantly saying chicken soup to cheer everyone up.
The voice yesterday gave Wang Jiudan the task of leading these living people to a certain place. Wang Jiudan felt that he had an obligation to keep more people alive before that, so he was more active than his relatives...
After waking up.
Everyone had another discussion.
Although the crack cave is relatively safe, sleeping in the open air here will cause their condition to deteriorate, so they must choose a path today.
Before we went to bed last night, everyone thought about it and finally unanimously chose to go down to the bottom through the third road discovered by Jiang Huaian.
Although this road is dangerous and unknown, at least there is hope.
After some preparation, a group of fourteen people, led by Jiang Huaian, headed to another crack cave.
On the way, Wu Xian followed at the end, observing Miao Ling, Fu Dahai, Wang Jiudan and the other three, paying attention to their every abnormal movement to ensure that no problems would arise suddenly.
But the three targets that needed to be monitored had already given Wu Xian a bit of a headache.
Soon, everyone's vision became clear.
A square platform somewhat similar to the scenic area's viewing platform appeared in front of me. There was a bronze lamp on each of the four corners of the wooden platform. The flickering flames illuminated the surroundings. Some red cloth strips were hung on the railings, dancing wildly in the wind, making sounds similar to those of a flag being blown by the wind.
For the time being, everyone was just watching from afar, so they couldn't see the statue and the path leading down that Jiang Huaian mentioned.
The biggest problem on this road at the moment is that we don’t know what risks the platform actually has. Because we don’t know, we can’t carry out targeted defensive counterattacks.
It would be too risky to rush forward with everyone in a reckless manner.
After a stalemate, everyone decided to conduct some tests first.
Since handprints were left on Jiang Huaian and others, it meant that there was something on this platform that no one could see.
The first thing to do is to find a way to make the invisible visible.
So everyone showed their magical powers.
Wu Xian put his hands on his hips and cursed loudly in the 'evil accent' he learned in the last blessed land, cursing the evil spirit's ancestors for eighteen generations. He wanted to curse the things inside to break the defense, so as to make the evil spirit show up.
Jiang Huaian took out his mobile phone and tried to observe with the camera, which was usually very effective in observing some ghosts and evil spirits, but he still found nothing.
Han Yu threw the small creature in, but the mouse died on the wooden board as soon as it was thrown in, before it had time to crawl out.
The only effective method is General Huang Yuan’s.
He lit a bonfire, which raised thick smoke and fanned it outward, causing the air on the platform to begin to distort.
It seems that those things react to the thick smoke.
Wu Xian looked at the small golden bell in his hand and thought to himself that maybe he could shake the bell a few times to release thick smoke to make those things appear.
"enough!"
At this moment, Fu Dahai suddenly let out a scream of fear!
His body twitched violently as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes were crooked, and white foam came out of his mouth. After a moment, he stood up from the ground and slowly raised his head. His lips were black and his eyeballs emitted a strange green light.
“Only those with a sincere heart can go down for the pilgrimage!”
"One place, one life, after sacrificing, you can pass..."
(End of this chapter)
