Fog Era

The ferry was walking in the dark with black lights.

all around Gradually a thin sea mist shrouded in, making the moon in the sky disappear.

The ferry moves forward quietly, like a ghost ship, it is easy for people to completely lose their sense of orientation on the sea where things are difficult to distinguish.

Of course, except for people like Shi Tiexin who have been in the captain's room.

I don’t know when he replaced a sailor and operated the instrument in the captain’s room. These sailors did not speak, chat, tickle, or hiccup, without any personal actions and entertaining interactions, making his latency especially simple.

I don't know how long thereafter, a dark object gradually appeared in front of the ferry. It was the shadow cast by the cliff by the sea in the dark night. Driving a further distance, in a very leewardly hidden position, the ferry came to shore.

"All disembark." The priest greeted the people to disembark. The waiters walked ashore from the old wooden pier and found a small fishing village in front of them. This fishing village is like an ancient village one or two hundred years ago, deserted, dilapidated, all wooden huts, crunching in the sea breeze, you can feel a mysterious and enchanting atmosphere from a distance.

"This, this is different from what we said, this is not a safe country!" Some waiters began to panic.

"Quiet, this is the sacred soil, the land blessed by the god mother. You must worship here, accept baptism, fade the dirty old self, and become the sacred new self, and then Go to a new country with a new look.” The priest’s voice was a little gloomy, with a sense of horror: “Now, let me go forward, go forward!” Many crew members stood near the left with a dull expression. Although he didn't hold a weapon in his hand, the threat was clearly expressed.

The waiters are unimaginable, some are forced, but more go to the fishing village proactively like crazy.

More than two hundred people, including the waiter and crew, walked off the pier and walked towards the black fishing village. After approaching, I found that there were still many residents in the seemingly deserted fishing village. These residents peeped at people outside from behind the broken windows and the broken doors. They didn't turn on the lights or fire up, and they didn't have any language exchanges, and there was something gloomy in the wood, which made people shudder.

The crowd gathered in the small square in the center of the fishing village.

There is a big old tree here.

The surface of this ancient tree is dull and hideous, as if dark purple blood is flowing under the bark. The tree is not high, but it is very thick, with a few sparse branches spreading out at the upper end, without feeling the life force that the tree should have.

The priest shouted: "Go, offer your piety to the Divine Tree!"

creak creak, one after another dilapidated wooden doors were pushed open, one after another ragged The villagers walked out, surrounded the small square from all directions, and watched coldly what happened in the middle.

The murderous change (harmony) too old lady also followed. Seeing this scene, she was a little shy, but she still asked without giving up: "Priest, is this Divine Tree the incarnation of God?" It can return to youth with devotion?"

"Yes, this Divine Tree lives in the Son of God. God can see our images and hear our voices through the Son of God." Open your hands: "Now, let us pray to God."

The priest began to pray, the villagers of the fishing village began to pray, the crew members who came with them began to pray, and many waiters also began to pray, saying that they had learned what they knew. Scripture. But this scripture is not in Japanese, nor is it English or Chinese, but a completely unfamiliar language.

The humming of prayers mixed together, making people dizzy.

creak, there was a sound in the ancient tree, as if the wood was torn and reorganized. The bark is surging, something is coming out of the trunk.

It's a face.

The face went from blurry to clear.

Then the neck, chest, shoulders, arms, abdomen and waist.

This is a tall silhouette made of wood, and the relief appears on the surface of the trunk like a tree. It is more than three meters tall and looks like a male.

The people in the wood are tall and handsome, like wood carvings in the golden age of ancient Greece, which contain the endless exploration and pursuit, reverie and sustenance of human beings for beauty. The moment you see this man in the wood, you will feel from the bottom of your heart that the reference of this image is not human, because human beings will never be so perfect, it must be some kind of higher existence that is showing their sacredness.

Being too old, the lady looked stupid and said frantically: "God! Really God! I believe in you piously, I pray for you humblely, youth, I want youth, I want eternal youth !"

"Then contribute yourself to God, and keep yourself close to God in order to be close to eternity." The priest pointed to a wooden frame: "Go, complete your refuge."

"Okay!" The old lady hurriedly got on the shelf, walked over a suspended board, and finally came to the top of the ancient tree. She looked at the top of the tree from top to bottom. She didn't know what she saw. There was a burst of ecstasy on her face. Then she jumped down and fell directly into the tree.

It seems that there are tree holes in this tree.

Weird Xixisuosuo's voice sounded densely in the tree. There seemed to be someone cheering in the tree, but it seemed to be screaming after listening carefully. A large amount of deep purple liquid suddenly flowed out of the small holes in the trunk, winding down the trunk and converging in a small pond. It seems that this tree is the source of the purple liquid.

At least one of the sources.

Look at the bottom of the tree again, as if oh la la fell down an oval object more than one meter high. This egg has no shell, only a thick membrane. Through the membrane, one can vaguely see a person, floating in the dough holding his body, as if some unpredictable change is taking place.

"She has completely embarked on the pilgrimage. Next, it's up to you." The priest smiled stiffly, and pointed at the waiter with fingers like dry branches.

Some of the waiters who are still sane are obviously afraid, and they are ready to find a way to escape.

But there are also many with weird and unified smiles, and they seem to be very happy to accept their new life.

The most positive one walked up to the wooden frame without saying a word, and step by step came to the end of the wooden board, where it was like diving from a high platform.

She moves professionally, her expression is in place, she seems to be extremely religious, she threw something into the tree hole.

She is Yoyo.

She turned around and ran.

Boom!

A violent explosion occurred, inside the ancient tree. Shi Tiexin doesn't know where she got the explosives, but I have to say that Yoyo is really good at blasting, and the explosive formidable power used is huge. With a deafening sound, the ancient tree spewed out a lot of fire like a silo. The person in the tree roared, and then ka-cha's skin was blown apart.

The ancient tree burst open, and a huge silhouette staggered to the ground. But when the silhouette stood up, people realized that the guy was simply not as beautiful as he was in the tree before, but a huge and terrifying deformity.