Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 263
In the early morning of the next day, Fang Mu and Mo Guangning set off with the necessary items for exploring the mountain.

Fang Mu had a premonition that this trip into the mountain was extremely dangerous, and he couldn't guarantee how much time he would spend in the Nongshan Mountain. In short, he had brought enough food for two or three weeks, most of which were portable compressed food, and his backpack was bulging. There are a lot of things, but water accounts for the largest part of the weight.

Mo Guangning didn't say anything about this. This Zhuang man with a simple appearance and a delicate heart can actually feel that Fang Mu is going to enter the dangerous Nongshan Mountain to do more dangerous things. But hesitating, sometimes lost in thought.

After leaving the range of the mountain village and entering the forest, Fang Mu couldn't help asking Mo Guangning, "How far are we going to Mount Nong?"

"It may take more than an hour to walk. The road here is uneven. Can you carry so many things?" Mo Guangning said.

Fang Mu smiled and said, "It's okay, I should be fine."

After all, the two of them started to move forward in silence. The forest in front of them began to fog up, and the fog became thicker and thicker...

Although Fang Mu didn't know where Nongshan was and what it looked like, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to it, and the panic gradually amplified in his heart.

The deeper the fog goes, the more bizarre the vegetation looks in the mountains and forests. Occasionally, you will see thick tree roots like tree trunks, and trees with leaves growing from the roots, like big trees growing from the sky, not to mention It is said that the green leaves of plants that are as clear as faint emeralds, and the unknown fruits that are plump but exude a rotten stench hang upside down on the trees.

Except for the magnificent but weird spectacle as far as the eye can see, this mountain forest shrouded in fog is as quiet as cotton in a pillow. He and Mo Guangning are like the only creatures walking through this dull world, Small and lonely.

The fog gradually became so thick that even his feet could not be seen clearly, Fang Mu couldn't help slowing down his walking speed, but he found that Mo Guangning, who was leading the way, didn't seem to have any intention of slowing down. He waits for himself.

However, Mo Guangning didn't seem to hear it, and walked straight forward.

Fang Mu had a bad premonition, and tried to step forward and pull him, but he tripped over something soft and slippery under his feet, and almost fell down.

Just looking at the road in fright for a while, the tour guide Fang Mu hired disappeared into the clouds and mist.

Fang Mu broke out in a cold sweat. He called out to Mo Guangning while walking slowly. He hoped that this was a joke between Mo Guangning and him.

But time passed by every minute and every second, no one answered him, and the surroundings were dead silent.

Fang Mu couldn't help but maliciously speculate that this was not a simple malicious joke. He deeply suspected that this was a trick set up by the uncle and nephew, a trap set by the village that once believed in evil gods. They wanted to murder him to death. In this foggy forest that can never go out.

They probably considered themselves ritual sacrifices, paying tribute to the nameless toad-like thing.

That diary is true, it was written by myself who came from the future and returned to the past for some reason, but the village chief of Wenya Village was lying, he clearly remembered what "myself" looked like from the time he came to the village For a moment, he thought of "himself".

It was for the faith and for the former village, so the village chief and his nephew discussed taking revenge on him.

He wasn't drunk at all last night, he was just pretending, and after he was resisted by his nephew and returned to the bedroom, he began to calculate how to let me die in this extrajudicial forest...

The more Fang Mu thought about it, the more confused he became, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

croak...

Just when Fang Mu was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a cry. It was the first time he heard the sound of other creatures in the environment since he entered this fog-sealed mountain forest.

This cry of frogs was like a stone smashed into a calm lake, causing ripples, and soon the forest was full of frogs.

Fang Mu felt that there were a large number of toads and frogs around him. They hid in the dark and peeped at himself who behaved ridiculously because of panic, and despised himself, a human being who was overwhelmed.

No, it might not be harmless creatures like toads or frogs, but a group of frogmen watching him curiously. He is like a stray cat that strayed into someone else's house. He can only pray that those things are not abused. "Cat" tendencies, only he can survive.

"Ah!" A scream rang out, like a thunderbolt hitting Fang Mu's body.

He trembled like an electric shock, and then he stepped forward with trembling thighs, stumbling forward, faster and faster, desperate, and lost face.

While running, he forced his voiceless throat to utter a hoarse cry: "Mo Guangning! Mo Guangning! Where are you!?"

Fang Mu didn't know where he ran to, he was just chasing the sound of the scream just now, but he tripped over something again while running.

Falling to the ground, Fang Mu's backpack seemed to be scratched by something sharp. In the thick fog, he felt light on his back, and the contents of a large pile of bags suddenly scattered all over the ground.

The pain made Fang Mu suddenly calm down for a moment, and his heart trembled, thinking that he should not run to the place where the screams came from, because it meant that he was actively throwing himself into the embrace of danger, and he was looking for death!

Fang Mu, who wanted to understand this, was startled into a cold sweat, and soon lost his voice again because of the scene in front of him.

I saw a broken leg wearing army green hiking pants resting under my calf. Only the calf was left. There were still stinky mucus and gnawing marks on the broken section and the trousers fabric. The fresh bloody smell was like choking. The man's chili attacked Fang Mu's nose.

He recognized it, this calf belonged to poor Mo Guangning, the tour guide who accompanied him here and "abandoned" himself to escape, unfortunately encountered some kind of unknown large beast in the deep mountain mist, gnawed on it. Eat until there are only such severed limbs left.

Seeing the body of the murdered companion, Fang Mu could no longer maintain his rationality and started to run in the forest. He couldn't care what he would step on, or whether he would step on the ground. When you fall, you don't even care about whether there will be sharp objects in front of you that can easily tear the backpack, even if you will be cut.

The sound of frogs around was getting louder and louder, welcoming him as a distinguished guest like a welcome team, no... it should be more like a funeral team sending him to his funeral, they were "sending off" themselves into death.

"Ah!" Fang Mu stepped into the air, scratched around with his hands and feet, trying to grab a support, but his body fell uncontrollably, falling, falling... fell to the bottom of the valley, fell into the bottomless in the cave.

When he woke up again, Fang Mu, who was covered in bruises, found that he had come to a mysterious cave.

(End of this chapter)