dragon hunter

Chapter 305
Everyone escaped from death, and all of them gathered together in horror, discussing what to do next.

I asked Fatty Wang where he and Lang Ying were, met those weird tentacles, and saw any other abnormal sights.

Fatty Wang, a coward, faltered and hawed for a long time, but he didn't say a single piece of valuable information.

I had no choice but to stare at this coward, so I could only turn my eyes to Lang Ying, hoping to get some valuable information from her.

"I came in late. After exploring for a certain distance in the dark, I saw the fat man being chased by tentacles." Lang Ying said a little embarrassed.

"You don't care where the tentacles come from, this place is evil, it's right to find a way to leave quickly." Fatty Wang muttered from the side.

"You said so lightly, do you have a way to leave?" I stared at that coward.

Fatty Wang shrank his neck, hid aside, and stopped talking.

I frown and look at the space around me. There is no doubt that we are in a strange "domain", which may be a "domain" of its own space, and this is the first time I have encountered it.

"Brother Lang is well-informed, have you discovered anything?" I asked Lang Xingsong with a sideways face.

Lang Xingsong was squatting next to a broken tentacle, as if he was studying something, his expression was absorbed, and he didn't hear my inquiry.

I took a few steps closer and repeated the question I just asked.

"Ah?" Lang Xingsong answered casually as if waking up from a dream, and raised his head in doubt.

Helplessness flashed in my eyes, so I could only repeat the question just now for the third time.

"Uncle, what are you studying, so devoted?" Lang Ying walked to my side.

"Come and take a look." Lang Xingsong squatted on the ground and waved to us.

With doubts, I walked over quickly, squatted down next to the broken tentacles, and looked down.

The tentacle on the ground was already a little shriveled, and after losing the protection of mucus, the skin looked wrinkled.

"It's disgusting to look at, don't you see any tricks?" Lang Ying turned on her phone and took a photo of the tentacles on the ground.

"Look carefully, the patterns on the tentacles." Lang Xingsong touched the tentacles on the ground with his dagger.

Footsteps came from behind, and Fatty Wang came over, squatted down beside him, and looked at the tentacle carefully.

"Ah!" I exclaimed, almost startled me.

"Fatty, if you know that people are scary, you will scare people to death, why are you so surprised?" I stared at Fatty Wang angrily.

"Look, the pattern on the tentacles is very familiar. It is very similar to the pattern on the strange snake outside the cave." Fatty Wang said with a face full of fear.

After what Fatty Wang said, I squinted my eyes again, looked at the broken tentacles, and my eyes suddenly focused.

The tentacles were covered with mucus before, and they couldn't feel anything. Now the tentacles have lost the mucus, revealing the faint patterns on the skin.

I took a closer look, and it was really very similar to the pattern on the phantom of Zhu Jiuyin we encountered outside the cave.

"What's going on here? It's not deep in the darkness. Is there really a candle nine shades hidden?" Lang Ying's voice trembled.

"Then what are you waiting for, run quickly." Fatty Wang jumped up and ran to the side.

"Fatty, can you wake up for a while, you haven't figured out where, where can you escape to?"

Fatty Wang stopped abruptly, turned around with a dejected face, and said dejectedly, "Yes, is it possible that Fatty is really going to die in this ghost place?"

Lang Xingsong remained silent, dissecting the tentacles on the ground with a dagger. After a while, he raised his head and said, "I think this thing looks like a mutated plant."

"Plant?" My eyes flashed in disbelief. This thing that looks like an octopus' tentacles is actually a plant?

"Look, after losing nutrients, the inside of the tentacles has become dry and lignified." Lang Xingsong poked the tentacles with a dagger.

I looked down and found that this was really the case, the tentacle that had lost its vitality looked more and more like a dead vine.

"It's so weird..." Lang Ying muttered to herself.

"My god, if this is really a plant, and it can grow so thick, how big would it be?" Fatty Wang gasped.

"I suspect..." Lang Xingsong paused and glanced at us, "This 'domain' we are in should be related to this weird plant."

I thought about it carefully, and found that Lang Xingsong's speculation was quite reasonable.

It is really incomprehensible to say that a dead thing like a bone mirror can produce a "domain", but it is entirely possible to replace it with a strange and powerful plant.

After discovering the truth, we shrink back instead, thinking with our toes, we can't even deal with the tentacles of the unknown plant. If we really encounter the real body, isn't it a dead end?
"Why is Fatty so unlucky, every time he goes out, nothing good happens." Fatty Wang wailed in pain.

"If you fight hard, you definitely have no chance of winning. If we don't destroy this weird 'domain', how can we get out?" I rubbed the space between my brows with my hands.

"Everyone, be careful, move forward, and take one step at a time." Lang Xingsong sighed.

In order to beware of the tentacles in the depths of darkness, our progress of exploration is very slow.

After walking for a few minutes, the weird tentacles never appeared again.

The heart that I had been holding up all the time, fell back a little bit, and finally I didn't have to hold my breath anymore, and I didn't even dare to breathe.

"I said, that bastard must have been scared and dare not reappear, right?" Fatty Wang probed and asked with some uncertainty.

"It's not sure, everyone should be careful, don't let down your guard." Lang Xingsong exhorted solemnly.

"Hey, there is something in front." Lang Ying pointed the front with her mobile phone.

My scalp tightened, and my heartbeat immediately accelerated. I didn't know what I would encounter in this weird place.

"Looks like a corpse!" Lang Xingsong said in a deep voice.

I was slightly taken aback, and looked forward along the light beam of the mobile phone, and saw a figure curled up on the ground, the clothes on his body were torn, and it really looked like a corpse.

Lang Ying held up the phone and moved it forward carefully. As the distance got closer, the figure in front of her was clearly displayed under the light of the phone.

It was really a corpse, the body was covered with dust, the clothes had been torn into strips, and the skin and flesh had been air-dried.

I was slightly refreshed, the space in the bone mirror was strange and inexplicable, making people puzzled.

Now that a corpse has been found, no matter how the other party died, there will always be a clue.

Carefully, we slowly moved towards the mummy lying on the ground.

Fatty Wang is the most timid guy, with a shrunken and wretched look, he fell behind us.

"Ah!" Lang Ying exclaimed, her body trembled, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" I was worried that she would be in danger, so I rushed over quickly.

"You... look at the ground..." Lang Ying's face turned pale, and she pointed to the ground in front of her with trembling hands.

"Isn't it just a mummy, as for being afraid of it?" Fatty Wang hid behind me and muttered in a low voice.

I turned around and glared at this coward. In terms of courage, this coward is worse than a woman, and he has the face to make sarcastic remarks. He is really shameless.

"There are words on the ground!" Lang Xingsong said in a deep voice.

I turned around and looked at the ground, a little curious in my heart, not knowing what the word was that could scare Lang Ying like this.

Because Lang Ying was nervous, the arm holding the phone trembled a little, so that the light shining on the ground was always shaking.

The first thing that caught my eye was the index finger of the skeleton. It was a bare finger with only half of it left. Clear wear marks could be seen at the fracture, exposing the white bones.

The handwriting on the ground is dark red in color, which is the color of dried and coagulated blood.

"Eating people!" These two words were written all over the ground, large and small, and the handwriting was distorted.

A cold chill rose from my back. There is no doubt that the bare and severed fingers of the skeleton were worn out just to write these two characters.

"My god!" Fatty Wang exclaimed from behind, and when I turned around, this guy was already sitting on the ground, looking at the handwriting on the ground with fear on his face.

I pursed my lips nervously. If only the word "cannibalism" was used, it would never make people feel so frightened.

But coupled with the dry and dark red color, and the horrible half amputated finger of the skeleton, it magnified the fear in people's heart several times out of thin air.

"Judging from his clothes, this person should be from the period of the Republic of China. How could he appear here?" Lang Xingsong was relatively calm, and he still had the mind to observe the details.

I took a few deep breaths and forced myself not to look at the weird word "cannibalism", and looked at the mummy instead.

The navy blue robe worn by the other party has been broken into strips of cloth, and the original shape can barely be seen.

He also wore a melon skin hat on his head, and black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles on his feet. Judging from his attire, he should be a person from the Republic of China period.

"Why did a person more than a hundred years ago appear here, and why did he leave these two words?" I thought in my eyes and whispered to myself.

"Do you feel that the light of the mobile phone can shine farther away?" Fatty Wang said a little nervously.

My attention just now was all focused on the bones on the ground, and I didn't notice the changes in the surrounding environment. As soon as Fatty Wang reminded me, I immediately looked around.

After a while, I found uncomfortably that it was not that the phone could illuminate farther, but that the surrounding darkness that could swallow the light was slowly fading away.

I don't know whether this change is good or bad. The vague sense of threat in my heart has never subsided.

Lang Xingsong walked around the corpse, picked up a rusty iron plate from the other side, looked it over and over again, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps from the depths of the darkness.

My scalp was numb and I looked forward, holding the Gouyu Sword tightly in my hand, ready to respond at any time.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer to us, every sound is like beating on the tip of our heart, and the figure is about to be revealed, and the sound of footsteps disappears at once.

"Wh... what, get out of here for Fatty... Get out!" Fatty Wang hid behind in fear, stammering and shouting.

There was silence in front of him, Lang Ying looked nervous, and took a picture with his mobile phone, but found nothing.

(End of this chapter)