Age of the Mist

Chapter 727 Fishing Village, Ancient Trees, People in Trees

The ferry was walking in the dark, with black lights and blind lights.

A thin sea fog gradually enveloped the surrounding area, making the moon in the sky disappear.

The ferry moves quietly, like a ghost ship, and it is easy for people to completely lose their sense of direction in the sea where it is difficult to distinguish things.

Of course, except for people like Shi Tiexin who have been staying in the captain's cabin.

I don't know when he replaced a sailor, operating the equipment in the captain's room majestically.These sailors don't talk, chat, tickle or hiccup, without any personal movements and entertaining interactions, which makes his lurking especially simple.

After an unknown period of time, a dark object gradually appeared in front of the ferry, which was the shadow cast by the cliffs by the sea in the dark night.Driving forward for a certain distance, in a very leeward and secluded position, the ferry docked.

"Let's all get off the boat." The priest greeted the people to get off the boat.The waiters disembarked from the old wooden pier and found a small fishing village in front of them.This fishing village is like an ancient village 200 years ago. It is desolate and dilapidated. It is full of small wooden houses that creak in the sea breeze. From a distance, one can feel a mysterious and enchanting atmosphere.

"This, this is different from what we said, this is not a safe country!" Some waiters began to panic.

"Quiet, this is the sacred soil, the land blessed by the Goddess. You have to worship here, accept baptism, fade away the dirty old me, become a sacred new me, and then move towards a brand new one with a brand new look Kingdom." The priest's voice was a little gloomy, with a hint of terror: "Now, let me go forward, go forward!"

Many crew members stood nearby with blank expressions. Although they didn't hold weapons in their hands, they were undoubtedly threatening.

The waiters couldn't think about it, some were forced, but more of them walked towards the fishing village on their own initiative like crazy.

A total of more than 200 people including waiters and crew members walked down the pier and walked towards the dark fishing village.After approaching, I found that there were still many residents in the seemingly deserted fishing village.These residents peeped at the people outside from behind broken windows and broken doors.They didn't turn on the lights, didn't start the fire, and didn't have any language communication. There was a little gloomy in the dullness, which made people shudder.

Crowds gathered in the small square in the center of the fishing village.

There is a big old tree here.

The skin of this ancient tree is dark and ferocious, as if there is dark purple blood flowing under the bark.The tree is not tall, but it is very thick, with a few sparse branches spread out from the upper end, and it does not feel the vitality that the tree should have.

The priest shouted: "Go, offer your devotion to the sacred tree!"

Creaking, dilapidated wooden doors were pushed open one after another, and one after another ragged villagers came out, surrounded the small square from all directions, and watched everything that happened in the middle coldly.

The old woman who murdered (Harmony) also followed. Seeing this scene, she shrank a little, but she still refused to give up and asked: "My lord priest, is this sacred tree the incarnation of God? You can return to it by offering devotion to it." youth?"

"That's right, the Son of God resides in this sacred tree. God can see our image and hear our voice through the Son of God." The priest spread his hands: "Now, let us pray to God."

The priest began to pray, the villagers of the fishing village began to pray, the crew who came with them began to pray, and many waiters also began to pray, saying the scriptures they had memorized.But this scripture is not Japanese, nor English and Chinese, but a completely unfamiliar language.

The humming prayer sounds mixed together, making people dizzy.

Creaking, there was a sudden sound in the old tree, as if the wood was being torn and reassembled.The bark churned, and something was about to come out of the trunk.

It is a face.

The face went from blurry to clear.

Then the neck, chest, shoulders, arms, abdomen and waist.

This is a very tall figure made of wood, appearing on the surface of the trunk like a relief.It is more than [-] meters tall and looks like a male.

The man in the wood is tall and handsome, just like the wood carvings in the golden age of ancient Greece, which contains human beings' endless exploration and pursuit of beauty, reverie and sustenance.The moment you see the man in the wood, you will feel from the bottom of your heart that this image does not refer to a human being, because human beings will never be that perfect, and there must be some kind of higher existence showing their holiness.

The old ladies looked dumbfounded and said crazily: "God! It's really God! I believe in you devoutly, I humbly beg you, youth, I want youth, I want eternal youth!"

"Then dedicate yourself to God. Only by being close to God can you be close to eternity." The priest pointed to a wooden frame: "Go and complete your conversion."

"Okay!" The old women hurriedly got on the shelf, walked past a suspended board, and finally came to the top of the ancient tree.She looked at the top of the tree from top to bottom, and she saw something, and suddenly there was a burst of ecstasy on her face, and then she jumped down and fell directly into the tree.

It looks like there is a hole in the tree.

Strange rustling sounds resounded densely in the tree. It seemed that someone inside the tree was cheering, but if you listened carefully, it sounded like screaming.A large amount of dark purple liquid suddenly flowed out of the small hole on the trunk, winding down the trunk and converging into a small pool. It seems that this tree is the source of the purple liquid.

At least one of the sources.

Looking at the bottom of the tree, an egg-shaped object more than one meter high fell down as if laying eggs.The egg has no shell, only a thick membrane.A person can be vaguely seen through the membrane, floating in a ball hugging his body, as if some unpredictable changes are taking place.

"She has already embarked on the pilgrimage path. Next, it's up to you." The priest smiled stiffly, pointing at the waiter with a finger like a dry branch.

Some of the waiters who still had some reason were obviously scared and were going to find a way to escape.

But there are also many who still wear weird and uniform smiles, and seem to be very happy to accept their new life.

The most active one walked onto the wooden frame without saying a word, and reached the end of the wooden board step by step, that place that looked like diving from a high platform.

She moves professionally, her expression is on point, she seems extremely devout, and she throws something into a tree hole.

She is Yoyo.

She turned and ran.

Boom!

A violent explosion happened, right inside the ancient tree.Shi Tiexin doesn't know where she got the explosives, but I have to say that Yoyo is really good at blasting, and the explosives she uses are extremely powerful.With a deafening sound, the ancient tree spewed out a lot of flames like a silo.The man in the tree roared, and then his skin was blasted with a click.

The ancient tree burst open, and a huge figure staggered to the ground with a plop.But when the figure stood up, people realized that the guy was not as kind and beautiful as he was in the tree before, but a huge and terrifying deformity.

(End of this chapter)