The things in his hand were half a wet rattan and a ball of wet soil, and a few inches of green grass hung on it.

"What's going on?"

Chen Luo quickly threw away the thing in his hand and glanced at the surroundings quickly. The remaining sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, he was not on the bed in his hut, but on a muddy ground in the wilderness.

Chen Luo's face was ugly and he climbed up and looked around.

Only then did he realize that the place where he was lying was covered with weeds, and the sound of insects was ringing one after another. It was vaguely visible from front to back that could only allow one person to pass through, and he didn't know where to lead. And a little further away was full of faint mist, which made his vision even more obstructed and he couldn't see clearly.

Chen Luo patted his cheek with both palms. A scorching pain came, telling him that he was not dreaming at this moment.

"What's going on? I was sleeping in the house, but why did I suddenly come to such a place? Could it be that I was silently kidnapped out of the Spring and Autumn View?"

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Luo hurriedly checked his clothes, raised his sleeves, and carefully looked at the Spring and Autumn Contemplation signs on his sleeves. Then he moved his hands and feet and felt a little relieved.

He vaguely remembered that he was too tired yesterday, so he slept with his clothes. Now his clothes have not changed much and his body is not abnormal.

Chen Luo's heart was filled with surprise, but he knew that the most urgent task was to figure out where he was now.

He forced himself to calm down and looked around again.

There was a scent of coldness in the nearby air. It was clearly summer, but it was cold as if it was late autumn, which made him feel that his clothes were obviously thin, and he couldn't help but tighten his collar of his outer robe with his hands.

Chen Luo suddenly remembered something and suddenly looked up at the sky.

The sky is like a boundless dark curtain, with only a lonely moon like a crooked teeth hanging in the sky, throwing some light that is not very bright. It is obviously still at night now.

At this time, waves of whimpering wind came from a distance, as if crying from ghosts, but it blew away a lot of fog nearby, allowing it to finally see some blurry scenery.

He took a deep breath and walked slowly along the path carefully.

Soon after, flat land began to appear on both sides of the road, and rows of crops were planted in some places, which looked like fields.

The soil on those fields without crops should have been fluffy, and they should have been plowed for a while during the day.

Seeing this, my calm mood relaxed a little.

Since there is land and signs of living in it, he should not be in any danger. Although he is not sure why he came here for no reason, he has no time to look at it in detail at this time.

He accelerated a little and continued to walk along this country road.

...

The night fog is getting thinner and the scenery in the distance is gradually coming into view.

In the inside and outside, you can vaguely see some sparse houses built against the mountain, and there are also scattered lights, which look a little blurry.

Seeing this, Chen Luo felt happy.

Just go to the house there and you should be able to figure out where you are.

With this idea in mind, he felt that the lights in the distance seemed to bring some warmth to him, and his pace was a little faster.

Soon, he was less than a hundred feet away from where the lights came out.

It is indeed a small mountain village, with a small village, just like a dozen households.

But it was late at night, and the village was silent and it looked dark. Only a little light came from a family in the middle of the village.

Chen Luo walked along the path to the entrance of the village. After pausing for a moment, he walked into the mountain village after confirming that he had not seen any villagers moving. However, he didn't take a few steps, but with a "bang", the toes hurt, and suddenly kicked something.

The thing rolled around a meter away.

He looked down in shock and saw that what was coming out was half a dirty wooden stake, and there was another piece not far from his foot.

At a glance, these two pieces of wooden stakes seem to be ordinary, and there are some familiar and strange patterns on the surface.

Chen Luo focused his mind and looked carefully, and then he realized that these patterns were actually composed of runes.

After frowned, he bent down, picked up the lower half of the wooden stake, and placed it in front of him to check carefully.

The runes on the wooden stakes look very rough and simple, far less complicated than the talismans he drew, but they are extremely twisted on the wooden stakes, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

He just took a closer look and suddenly felt dizzy. He quickly turned his head and stopped looking, and felt shocked.

The runes on this wooden stake actually have such superpowers. I wonder what will happen if I draw them on the talisman paper?

Chen Luo was randomly guessing in his heart, and silently used the small-scale Yang Gong to make a yang energy come from the Dantian, wandering to the right hand, causing the palm to heat up slightly.

Then he reached out and touched the runes on the surface of the wooden stake. He didn't notice anything unusual, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Luo threw half of the wooden stake in his hand into its original place, and then walked towards the lighted house.

This is not a time to delay. It is not too late to study after he has figured out the situation.

He came to the open space in front of his room and stopped again.

There was a collapsed shrine in front of this house.

Under the faint lights of the window, the sunken landed clearly. The shrine was more than one person tall, and it was pitch black all over the body. There were no tablets, only a lying incense burner, and the incense ash was scattered all over the floor.

What he cared about was that the runes were engraved on the shrine, which were very similar to those on the wooden stakes at the entrance of the village, but the runes here were as bright red as blood, as if they were drawn in blood, and looked a little scary.

Chen Luo stared at the shrine, his face slightly shady.

Just then, the cold night wind blew, causing several big trees near the house to rustle, and large leaves were flying down the sky.

A large amount of fog was also swept by the strong wind, rolling through the outside of the village, making the already dim light in front of the house a little dimmer, and the houses of other villagers also became hazy, as if they could disappear in the fog at any time.

It felt like the air nearby was getting colder, the temperature on the body was dropping sharply, and the limbs were numb in the wind. I could only take a deep breath, temporarily abandon some of the concerns in my heart, and walked to the door with the lights in a few steps.

When he raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, his movements froze, and then slowly retracted his outstretched hand.

A little suspicion appeared on Chen Luo's face. After moving his nose a few times, he lowered his head and looked towards the ground. His pupils suddenly shrank into a needle hole.

I saw a stream of black blood flowing out from the crack of the door, almost spreading to his feet, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Chen Luo's face turned pale, and he immediately turned around and ran towards the road of the time.

The "huhh" wind sounded wildly in his ears on both sides, and his breathing in his mouth became extremely cold, as if several knives were rubbing and scrambling inside.

Chen Luo felt that he had never run so fast in his life, as if his chest was about to explode. In a blink of an eye, he ran to the entrance of the village, but his steps were not stopped at all, and he was about to rush out of the village directly.

There was a "bang".

He suddenly stopped and rushed to the ground straight, even pulling out half a foot long trace on the ground.

Chen Luo felt his whole body stiff and cold, and it seemed that something cold appeared on his chest, which was squirming against his skin.

A difficult roar was heard from his throat, and he clenched his fists desperately, and he regained some strength. Suddenly, he pulled open his chest, widened his eyes, and looked down.
Chapter completed!