Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1305 Blasphemy
A strange atmosphere spread in everyone's heart.

Henry Zhang and others just sat around the stone statue like this, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

"Look, what is that!" A member of the Ninth Bureau suddenly pointed not far away.

I saw a figure, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, walking quickly on a mountain path, and that mountain path was not found before.

They saw the figure with a hoe on his shoulders, a bamboo hat on his head, and linen clothes.

"Quick, go up and ask." When everyone saw this figure, they immediately regained their spirits and ran towards the trail.

But when they ran to this mountain path, they found that the figure in the linen clothes had completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all. The bean-sized raindrops hit the mountain path, and even the footprints could not be seen. track.

Everyone in Henry Zhang looked in front of them, this mountain road stretched all the way, and there was no place to hide people at all.

"Let's go and have a look."

Everyone has no other choice now, they can only walk along this road, this mountain road is something they have never seen before.

They walked for more than ten minutes. Along the way, they were all trembling with fear, afraid of meeting that stone statue again. The stone statue is now like a nightmare, entwined in their hearts and unable to dissipate.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. They walked not slowly all the way, but they never saw the stone statue again.

"Phew, we may really have encountered a ghost hitting the wall. The figure just now was our guide and led us out. We have already walked out of the range of that stone statue." A member of the team showed a happy expression on his face. .

The expressions on the faces of the rest of the people have also become much more relaxed, as long as they don't continue to circle around in that circle, let them go anywhere.

This mountain road is winding, ups and downs, and in the darkness, there is no end in sight.

Everyone walked down this mountain road, and after another 10 minutes, 10 minutes on Tuesday, 10 minutes on Wednesday, 10 minutes on April, and 10 minutes on Friday.

One hour!
An hour passed, and they were still walking on this mountain road, as if they would never get out.

"We won't be trapped again." One person said, ever since they came to the mountains of the gods, the strangeness has shrouded them, so that whatever happens now, they will associate it with some folk tales.

"Look, it's the man just now!" The least courageous woman pointed out, not far in front of them, the man wearing a bamboo hat, sackcloth, and carrying a hoe just now was on the road ahead , looming in the darkness, striding forward.

“Chasing!” Henry Zhang shouted, they had no other choice at all.

Everyone immediately changed from sprinting to trotting, and chased after that figure, but no matter how hard they chased, they still couldn't completely catch up with that figure. The figure of the other party appeared far away again.

“Stop, I can’t chase anymore.” Henry Zhang stretched out his hand and stopped everyone.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you chase after him? Catch him, he is the guide, he can lead us out." A team member said anxiously.

“He doesn’t exist.” Henry Zhang shook his head.

"Doesn't exist?" Several people were taken aback.

The woman with the least courage turned pale again in an instant, "It doesn't exist, you...you...you mean, he...is he a ghost?"

Henry Zhang shook his head, "I don't know if it's a ghost or not, but he does not exist. Look at his trouser legs, walking on such a muddy mountain road under such heavy rain, although his feet are full of mud, but the trouser legs are It's so clean, he doesn't exist in the front at all."

"It's over!" the woman wailed, "This is really a hell."

“You stay here and don’t move.” Henry Zhang left a sentence, and then walked forward alone. This time, Henry Zhang didn’t walk fast, and the distance he took every step was exactly the same.

In this way, when Henry Zhang walked for half an hour, in front of him, the figures of the nine innings appeared.

Seeing Henry Zhang appearing from behind, the faces of everyone became ugly again. They thought they had walked out of that dead cycle, but they fell into another cycle.

It was still raining heavily.

The raindrops fell in front of everyone and hit the mountain road under their feet, forming a sentence.

"Those who blaspheme the gods are not allowed to go up the mountain, and those with unclean hearts are not allowed to go up the mountain. You stay here and wait for the judgment of the gods!"

The appearance of this jargon once again cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

Blasphemy, unclean mind!

"It's over, we are really judged by the gods! The gods have trapped us here and won't let us leave."

The raindrops cleared the line of words in front of everyone and formed a line of words again.

"If you want to see the gods, you must ensure that your soul is pure and your heart is pure. You have to cultivate the fields for 20 years and worship the gods every day. After 20 years, you will see the gods."

This line of writing appeared for about 20 seconds, and was washed away by the rain again. After this line of writing was washed away by the rain, the torrential rain suddenly became much smaller, which also eased everyone's sight. They can see further.

"What's that?" One person pointed forward, "Look, there's a thatched cottage over there."

Everyone looked at the place he pointed, and sure enough, on a cliff, they saw a thatched cottage.

“Go and have a look.” Henry Zhang said in a deep voice.

Everyone walked there. This time, the thatched cottage was no longer so unreachable, and they soon came to the thatched cottage.

Immediately afterwards, they were surprised to find that the thatched huts were not located here alone, but in a continuous stretch. This was a gentle mountain, and there were no less than a hundred thatched huts located here.

"squeak."

The door of the thatched cottage at the front was pushed open from the inside, and a man in his 50s came out with a torch in his hand, looked at Zhang Xuanjiu with a puzzled expression, and Barabara said a bunch of things.

Zhao Ji and the others were full of doubts and couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

"It's an ancient rare language, and it's a very old ancient rare language. It has different pronunciations in many places." Henry Zhang explained, and then replied to the other party and talked with the other party.

"Who are you? What are you doing in Holy Fire Town?"

“We want to go up the mountain.” Henry Zhang pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain.

When the other party heard this, he immediately showed a terrified expression, and quickly waved his hands, "You can't go up the mountain, the gods don't like us to disturb them casually, the gods are resting."

"God? There are gods on the mountain?" Henry Zhang asked.

"Oh my God." The other party looked at the sky and made a prayer, "Great Apollo, please forgive these ignorant people."

The heavy rain in the sky became violent again.

"The gods are angry, the gods are angry." The man holding the torch returned to the house with a look of horror, and closed the door to death.

(End of this chapter)