Become a god in the horror world

Chapter 52 Lingshan Miko
The trembling of the ground was because countless snowballs rolled towards Feng Weixiang crazily, as if holding the mentality of going to death, the speed was very fast, and when everyone came to their senses, Feng Weixiang was no longer there.

Where Feng Weixiang stood, a hole was left, as if dug out from the depths, it was not big, just enough for one person to pass through.

The nonsense of Xia Hongzhang kneeling on the ground also stopped because of the sudden change.

"Xiao Feng!" When Xu Changde ran over, he couldn't see anything.

Xu Lang was fine at the beginning, but after Feng Weixiang disappeared with the snowball, he seemed to be in an epileptic fit, he was shaking all the time, and then fell straight over.

The sun also emerged from the sky.

"Xu Lang." Li Daikun shook Xu Lang, but there was no reaction at all, even when he was sniffing, there was no movement.

Just like in the intensive care unit before, Xu Lang turned into a living dead man who lost his heartbeat. He was obviously in high spirits a few days ago, but now he is no different from that dead man.

Xia Hongzhang staggered and ran to the entrance of the cave, and then, as if he had been greatly stimulated, he started digging around the entrance of the cave, and the thick snow was scraped aside by him.

Xu Changde first looked at his son, and told Li Daikun to take good care of him.I went to the place where Xia Hongzhang ran. I didn't care about the sadness of losing my colleagues, so I took Tang Shoubin and Zhu Lifang to help plan.

Everyone didn't know why he did this, but they still dug around him silently.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and a distance of more than two meters was dug around the hole.

It looks like a frozen lake, but there are strange symbols on it.

Gu Zhiwei took out her mobile phone to take a picture, but finally found out that the battery was out, and Yin Weilin gave her the drawing paper behind.

In Yin Weilin's painting, there is a huge compass. The hole in the middle is like a pan's eye. Gu Zhi turned around and looked behind him, and went to the stone. He was about to climb up regardless of Han Jinyu's stop.

Go up a little bit, and then a little bit, and you can see the whole picture around the entrance of the cave. Except for those people standing in the outer circle, there is only Xia Hongzhang who is kneeling there and chanting all the time.

The painting in his hand overlapped with the picture in the snow, and those strange symbols seemed to be carved on the ice, so clear, yet untouchable.

Gu Zhiwei jumped off the rock, Han Jinyu saw that her expression was not very good, "What's wrong?"

Handed the drawing paper to Han Jinyu, "It's the same thing, but I don't know what it represents, but when you look at it from above, it seems that you can see the light coming from the hole."

Except for Fu Yueru, no one cared about Xia Hongzhang who was already mentally disturbed. Everyone fell down near the tent. What happened in the second half of the night was so weird that they didn't have any good expressions on their faces.

Zhou Jun and Luo Hongping stayed in front of Fu Yueru all the time, Xu Lang didn't wake up, and it was nearly noon when Xu Changde spoke.

"Let's see what's going on first."

Why didn't the previous people come in?No one gave an answer as to why there were no signs to remind them, or whether they had entered an unknown area after leaving the transfer station.

The fire was raised again, and Xu Changde took Zhu Lifang to study the runes there. He had a certain understanding of ancient characters, but he couldn't understand this kind of symbols.

Zhu Lifang wore a set of red gloves and a scarf, wrapped her body tightly, and followed behind Xu Changde.

After a while, Fu Yueru helped Xia Hongzhang back to the fire next to the tent, and his mental state seemed to have improved a lot.

After sitting down, he took the hot water from Fu Yueru, sighed, and then started talking like no one else was there.

"My grandma's grandma, her ancestors used to belong to the clan of Lingshan witches. She often told me some stories when I was a child. At that time, I thought it was just made up to trick dolls. Now it seems that I am still superficial."

When Xia Hongzhang said this, Gu Zhiwei felt that his purpose for this trip was not pure.

"They are a family whose ability is passed on from female to male. They are all born in the blood, and they do not intermarry with other races."

It seems that Gu Zhiwei can guess one or two of some old-fashioned stories in the book, but what Xia Hongzhang said later made her a little interested.

"The Lingshan witch family is known as the Snow Maiden in the legends of later generations."

"Snow Maiden? Just the monster who is said to feed off energy for a living?" Fu Yueru seemed to have looked at this thing a lot.

Xia Hongzhang shook his head with a smile, "This is just a rumor, why take it seriously?"

"Why is it called Snow Girl?" Lin Zixi was also a little curious.

"Any race, once closed to the outside world, has declared that they are doomed to perish, and the Lingshan witch clan cannot leave the snow mountain."

Fu Yueru moved closer, took a sip of hot water to warm her body, "Is that a human or a monster?"

"The blood of the witch family is also cold. They have guarded the frozen world for generations, perhaps from the moment when Pangu created the world*, or maybe it was just the tea poison of the feudal society. These are problems left over from the long river of history. All I know are stories, and if you want to hear them, I can tell them."

At this time, everyone seems to be in no mood to move forward, and Xu Changde and the others can't research anything. It's better to sit down and listen to Xia Hongzhang tell his story.

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It is rumored that in the distant ancient country, at the frozen end of the world, there is such a race. They were born to guard the monsters in the ground.

Their blood is white. If there is white snow on the ice, their blood is also cold, like ice flowers under the white snow. At the entrance of the sealed underground monster, there is a pagoda temple that enshrines the mount of the first generation of priestess patriarchs. , an ice sculpture of a snow eagle.

The snow eagle was transparent, and when it flew into the sky, it seemed to automatically disappear. It helped the priestess patriarch guard the frozen land for thousands of years.

The fall of each generation of priestess patriarch represents the rebirth of the next generation. In fact, it is just that the mortal body cannot bear it, so the patriarch has reincarnated countless times.

Mikos live in the world of ice sculptures, isolated from the outside world. Occasionally, lost people who pass by may think that they have hallucinations and see the world on the tip of the ice. In fact, it is like a mirage.

They can't stop the curiosity of the world, they can only tactfully reject all "approaches".

For those who want to live, the mischievous witches will "entrust dreams" to them and lead them to a safe place, while those who are lost will only think that it is a dream.

Occasionally, people who get lost and lose their belief in living, in the vast snowy land, the witches will erect shelters for them so that someone can find them.

The original intention is beautiful, but in the end it often becomes an endless "legend".

The elixir of immortality, the secret of longevity, those rumors that came from opening their mouths, drifted farther and farther along the trajectory of the wind.

(End of this chapter)