Savage Secret

The altar has a history of at least five to six thousand years. It is hard to imagine how people at that time built a gravity-sensing altar. Even now, it is absolutely difficult to do it without a relatively high level.However, this is not completely impossible. According to historical records, the invention of the compass cart by the Yellow Emperor and the painting of gossip by Fuxi are not much different from the time when this altar appeared.

The flames thrown by the savages had already been extinguished, and there was no moon in the sky, but it wasn't too dark. The dark blue night sky was slightly bright, so it wouldn't be blind.

The bleak wind blew from time to time, the stone slab under my legs shook slightly, Deng Peng's body was also moving, and the whole altar was shaking.

But Mr. Mo told us again: If you don’t do what he said, even if you get into the Shennong Cave, you won’t get out!After weighing it over and over again, let it go, even though my legs and feet were numb from the cold, I forcibly held back.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock!" Suddenly there was a sound like water dripping in front of him. It sounded not far away, and it was definitely on the altar.

It was not raining, and naturally there was no water falling. Where did this sound come from?While he was wondering, Mo Xian got up slowly, bent over, walked to the stone thorn where Deng Peng's body was inserted and squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch the bottom for a while, and after getting up, smeared his hands on the left and right cheeks.

Although the sky was dark, we were only two or three meters away from the stone thorns, so we could see Mr. Mo's movements clearly, and even more clearly see his face after smearing: his hands were as red as blood, his There are clear bloodstains on his face!You can even see blood shed.

The stone thorn will not bleed by itself, it must be Deng Peng's blood!

Just yesterday, everyone was talking and laughing together, but now Deng Peng is a dead body. Faced with this tragic situation, Mr. Mo, who is usually gentle and peaceable, not only did not show sympathy, but acted like this. Weird behavior, not to mention the meaning of what he did, and I was extremely surprised: Could it be that this old guy is also bewitched by something?

But when I looked at him again, I found that although his behavior was incomprehensible, his expression was very normal. There was no evil in his eyes, and he didn't look like he was possessed by evil, so he relaxed a little and turned his head to look at Xi Rou and Qiu The captain and the others wanted to see their reaction, after all, they were the closest to Mr. Mo.

Xirou was bewildered, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was about to get up, but Mr. Mo saw her: "Xirou, don't move!"

Only then did Xi Rou calm down, and anxiously asked Mr. Mo, "Uncle Mo, you?"

Mr. Mo came back and knelt on the ground as before, and said softly: "Xi Rou, repeat what I did just now, go!"

Although Xirou dared to break into Shennongjia to fight and kill, after all, she was a girl with a natural beauty. She was always afraid of these inexplicable things, and her appearance at this time was clearly avoiding deliberately.However, Mr. Mo refused to say why he did this, making Xirou even more afraid.

In their group, Hu Shigang, Feng Runmin and others looked at Captain Qiu, and Captain Qiu looked at Xirou, Xirou didn't move, and no one else moved.

At this time, in the middle of the night in the middle of winter, it was freezing cold, and everyone could not bear to kneel down like this. I was thinking of leaving here quickly and finding a place to build a fire for the night. When I thought of the fire, I suddenly felt extremely cold, so I hurried to make a fuss. Xiang Xirou said: "Miss Xirou, what Mr. Mo is doing is the necessary ceremony before entering Shennong Cave, but this altar is not a place to talk. If you move it, it shakes for a long time. Saying a word or trembling is like an earthquake." Like, like this, when we finish the ceremony and go down, I will tell you why." At this point, I stopped abruptly, for fear that I would slip up if I said more.

Afraid that Xirou would not believe it, she just gritted her teeth, followed Mr. Mo's example, stood up and walked towards Shiba, wanting to set an example!It was very easy when I was talking, but when I actually walked, my legs were shaking badly. Leaving aside a few stone statues with fierce faces and exquisitely arranged altars, Deng Peng's corpse alone made me extremely uneasy.He should have died the moment he fell off the cliff, but he ran here again, climbing on the stone thorn!I don't know if it's because when he fell off the cliff, his bones were broken too much, and the way he crawled seemed to be very weird because there was no support from the bones. The sharp stone thorns passed through his throat, bringing out blood. The flesh around the thorn was turned outward, extremely pale.Clinging to the stone thorns with the mud on the beach, the body is extremely deformed, more like a piece of meat hanging from it.

Before I entered Shennongjia, I was skeptical about ghosts and gods, but after I entered Shennongjia, I was convinced of the existence of witchcraft and some superpowers. The wizard with only half a head, the hanging corpse wearing a white tiger mask, and even moon reflection grass, They are all extraordinary in nature and gather supernatural powers in the world. They are difficult to realize unless they are magically crafted and all spirits gather together. Just like the Bermuda Triangle, they do exist and cannot be explained; if the underground magma erupts at any time, it cannot be predicted!

So, the more I look at Deng Peng, the more my heart beats. I am afraid that he will suddenly jump up and jump on me. Then I think that there are so many pairs of eyes looking at me behind me. Close your eyes and touch the roots of the stone thorns.

I can't describe the feeling at that moment. If I hadn't seen Mr. Mo do this with my own eyes, I would have screamed, jumped up and fled in a hurry: I thought that the extremely cold stone thorns had temperature, warm, similar to that of the human body. The temperature was about the same, and there was even a scorching hot feeling at the bottom. When I stretched my hand down, what I touched was a blood-like liquid that was gently flowing!

I didn't have the courage to think about what the stone thorn was, let alone whether it was blood. I stood up numbly, applied the liquid to my face, and mechanically returned to the place where I was kneeling just now with a trembling heart.

At the same time as I knelt down, Xirou had already stood up, walked to the stone thorn with disdain on her face, and the moment she stretched out her hand, she yelled "Ah!", stood up abruptly, her delicate face paled.

Captain Qiu and the others were all looking at Xirou. When Xirou was startled, they raised their guns. Captain Qiu even wanted to rush over. Fortunately, Xirou was still calm and signaled to Captain Qiu that she was fine. Touching under the thorn, I could see her hands were shaking non-stop!

The old cow saw it, lowered his voice, and moved closer to my ear: "Tie Yan, tell me honestly, what is there?"

I pointed to my face and said to the old cow, "You don't know how to read?"

A trace of confusion flashed in the old cow's eyes, and he looked at Xi Rou who was walking back, and then glanced at his mouth: "Isn't it just blood? As for being so scared? It's too hypocritical!"

The old cow's words couldn't escape Xirou's ears, but Xirou ignored him, but stared at me with shocking eyes, as if she blamed me for not reminding her, she wanted to kill me like that!

At this time, my condition has returned, and I smiled secretly in my heart, and whispered to the old cow: "Old cow! Only fresh blood can drive away evil ghosts!"

The old cow said in a daze: "The freshest blood! Tie Yan, you mean..."

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