Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1308 Reasons
What appeared in Henry Zhang’s eyes was a face with no facial features at all. On the face of the other party, there was only one eye several times larger than ordinary people, and he looked at Henry Zhang like this after turning his head.

It’s just that this weird and terrifying eye did not cause any pause on Henry Zhang’s body, but swept across Henry Zhang’s body directly, as if he didn’t see anything, and continued to walk forward.

Henry Zhang was taken aback by the non-human face of the other party, but he quickly reacted, clenched his fists, and directly attacked his back, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

"What are you doing!" Henry Zhang waved his fist halfway, and was stopped by someone.

Henry Zhang turned his head and found that the one who stopped him from punching was the person who saw him last night and shouted that he and others were blasphemy.

The other party was holding a torch, looked at himself in horror, and said in a language that Henry Zhang couldn't fully understand: "You...you actually did something to guide the way! No, you have the breath of the underworld on your body, you have been to the underworld, where did you come from? Running back!"

Henry Zhang looked at the other party, and also felt weird. The torrential rain was pouring here, but the torch in the other party's hand was not affected at all.

Turning his head again, the faceless monster had completely disappeared.

"You violated the rules of God, you will be trapped in the underworld forever, you can't get out, you can't get out!" The man holding the torch kept murmuring, stepped back, as if he had seen a ghost, suddenly yelled, and then Rushed back to his hut.

Around Henry Zhang, it became silent again.

Looking around carefully, the statue from before was still there.

Henry Zhang took a deep breath, suppressed the weirdness in his heart, and continued to jump down the mountain. Henry Zhang went down the mountain very fast, but unfortunately, he couldn’t get down to the bottom of the mountain.

The torrential rain was getting heavier, and a landslide began to appear on a mountain. The landslide was very serious. Dozens of huge boulders rolled down from the top of the mountain.

Henry Zhang hurriedly found a depression on the mountain wall to hide. When he came to the depression, he found that the stone statue had appeared again!Under the stone statue, there is also the lighter that Zhao Ji smashed earlier.

Then, in front of Henry Zhang’s eyes, hundreds of thatched cottages appeared again.

Henry Zhang sat in front of this stone statue like an experiment, fell asleep again, and when Henry Zhang opened his eyes, he returned to the ancestral hall. In front of him were the townspeople with their heads and rakes in their hands.

Henry Zhang walked out of the ancestral hall obediently, and under the unkind eyes of the townspeople, he returned to the farmhouse that belonged to them. Henry Zhang saw that the seven members of the Ninth Bureau had honestly plowed the land in front of the farmhouse.

Zhao Ji was holding a hoe, shaking it left and right, looking impatient.

After Henry Zhang came over, the seven members of the ninth inning looked at Henry Zhang carefully, and after waiting for a long time, one of them mustered up the courage to ask: "Your Majesty, have you found anything?"

Henry Zhang shook his head without making a sound.

Several people looked back with regret.

Zhao Ji didn't say a word either, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

One day passed by, and in the evening, all the people in the town returned to their homes. After a while, they saw smoke rising from every household.

Henry Zhang and others also returned to the farmhouse, took out the dry food they carried and ate.

Suddenly, Henry Zhang said to the youngest team member: "Give me the lighter in your bag."

The young team member subconsciously moved his arm, then seemed to realize something, stopped his movement quickly, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, only the boss smokes here, I don't have a lighter on me."

"Is there no lighter in two days?" Henry Zhang smiled, "Two nights, you smashed a few lighters, huh?"

The team member looked puzzled, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

"Actually, I have always been curious about why this mountain traps people." Henry Zhang took the young team's backpack in his hand in an extremely quick movement, flipped it over, and took out a lighter. Throw it to Zhao Ji, and then lean on the chair in the farmhouse in a comfortable posture.

Zhao Ji happily lit a cigarette.

"First of all, it's the fact that Zhao Ji and I can't use Qi." Henry Zhang said, "Actually, at the beginning, I also couldn't figure out what it was that could make us unable to use Qi. After all, in this world, there are still Few people have the strength to lock me and Zhao Ji. People with this kind of strength don't need to engage in such tricks, but I suddenly remembered that about a year ago, I met Zhao Ji on Guangming Island. A material, that is a very unique metal, which can perfectly block all Qi, if there is no Qi in the entire space, can it be considered as a way to limit our strength?"

"I have a doubt." Zhao Ji said.

"I know what you want to ask. In fact, you already have the answer in your heart, but you just don't want to accept it." Henry Zhang opened his mouth, interrupted what Zhao Ji was going to say, and continued, "Just now, it was about the qi in your body being trapped in me. The reason for the restriction, based on the point just now, is not difficult to understand. The dark clouds covering the sky, and the rain on the mountains of the gods, if we are really covered by some kind of metal, or we have entered a specially made by others. In the box, whatever the other party wants to happen in the box is possible, isn’t it? After all, things like artificial rainfall are not high-tech.”

"Then came the second thing. We were trapped in the mountains. In fact, it was just you and I who thought we were trapped in the mountains. After all, in this mountain, all we relied on was a marked stone, and the Stone statues, to put it bluntly, if you ask me to make a mark, I can tell you which stone I have made a mark on, or choose a stone that has prepared dozens of stones with the same appearance, and go to Make a mark, right?"

The team member who had been making marks all the time had an ugly expression on his face, "Your Majesty, you must be responsible for what you said. Do you mean that I am playing tricks on it?"

"No no no." Henry Zhang waved his hands again and again, "With you alone, of course we can't create such a weird illusion, but with the seven of you together, it will be easy to mislead me and Zhao Ji."

The smile on Henry Zhang’s face grew wider and wider.

The frequency of Zhao Ji's smoking became more and more urgent.

The faces of the seven players in the ninth inning became more and more ugly.

"Actually, I have been thinking about what is going on, we have been trapped in the middle of the mountain. I have thought of three possibilities. The first one is a real virtual environment, which uses the refraction of light to form an illusion in the distance. Misleading the sight of Zhao Ji and me, for example, we are almost at the top of the mountain, but at a glance, we are still on the mountainside. At this time, a stone statue and a marked stone appear, making us think that we are wandering in place. The person showed a look of fear and paused there, but this statement seems to be untenable."

(End of this chapter)