Chapter 1319

The sky rained heavily again.

The hearts of the seven players in the ninth inning were covered with a layer of haze, and the gods were angry. Such a saying made them begin to believe that the gods really exist in this world, otherwise why are the heavy rain and dark clouds only shrouded in these holy mountains? Otherwise, why are you and others trapped in the mountains? Otherwise, why do so many thatched cottages suddenly appear?

Every house, the door is closed, rain falls from the grass roof, the sky is dark, the so-called flame town. It's like a dead town.

"Find shelter first." Zhang Xuan opened his mouth, the rain was too heavy, and several members of the ninth inning team obviously had signs of cold. If it goes on like this, there is no way to avoid a cold and fever.

They knocked on several doors in a row. But no one was willing to open the door for them. Even among the doors, there was no movement. They had never seen anyone else except the one they saw when they first came in.

In the dark, under the heavy rain, it seems to be a place where the dead live.

"Your Majesty, look at that." One member of the team shivered and reached forward.

They walked through all the thatched huts, on a hillside. They saw that half of the stone that had been buried in the mountain was exposed before.

The stone statue is like a nightmare, attacking their souls and making them feel fear.

Walking to the stone statue, at the foot of the stone statue, there is the lighter that Zhao Ji smashed before.

Everyone's heart is particularly heavy, they never thought that they would hate a stone statue so much.

Zhao Ji, who had been anxious for a long time, jumped up and kicked the head of the statue.

"No, boss." A member of the ninth Bureau quickly blocked in front of Zhao Ji, "boss, these statues are all the spokesmen of gods. We can't destroy them. Once we offend the gods, we will all die here."

"Bullshit Zhao Ji scolded, "a group of tricks."

"I'm not pretending, boss." The timid woman shivered, "there is definitely a spirit. We have angered the spirit this time. The spirit is punishing us. We must not be disrespectful to the spirit any more."

"What do you think, sir? Shall we follow the instructions of the gods? "

"Say it again." Zhang Xuan leaned against the stone wall, closed his eyes and said, "wait until dawn."

Zhang Xuan all said this, but they didn't say anything more. Yes, we'll wait until dawn. It's also a common saying of the common people in hot summer. Let's talk about it at dawn.

Tonight, for everyone, both physically and psychologically, they are extremely tired. When the spirit is relaxed, the tiredness will soon sweep over. Everyone leans against the mountain wall, listening to the rain outside and falling asleep.

The next day, Zhang Xuan was woken up by a loud noise. He opened his eyes and looked in front of him. A group of people in hemp clothes, with hoes and harrows in their hands, were gathered around them. They were talking something. Even Zhang Xuan couldn't understand some of the language.

Zhao Ji and others were also woken up. The heavy rain had stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky didn't know when to disperse. The warm sunshine shone on the people, making them feel warm and comfortable after hours of rain last night.

"Who are you? What are you doing in front of the statue of light?" Zhang Xuan understood the words of a woman in her fifties, carrying a hoe.

"Ancestral hall?" Zhang Xuan turns around in a daze and finds out. He was actually sitting in a building similar to a ancestral temple. The statue behind him, I don't know when, became a human figure, just like Apollo in the myth, holding the sacred fire to bring light to the world.

The nine innings also found the changes around them, which filled their hearts with endless doubts. It was obvious that they fell asleep in the groove of the mountain last night and how they woke up. It's in an ancestral hall, and the stone statues behind it have changed.

"They blaspheme the gods, kill them, use them to sacrifice the gods!" The crowd, I do not know who roared, a group of people with hoes and harrow rushed into the ancestral hall.

Although the people in the ninth Bureau didn't understand what these people said, they knew what they were going to do by looking at their actions.

In this case of language barrier, it is undoubtedly very difficult to explain. In addition, these people are very emotional. In the ninth inning, people want to solve the problem first. They are all trained elites. Although there may be a great lack of methods, they still have a lot of strength. They want to subdue these people first.

The result that can move to start is to let them completely did not think of.

A peasant woman with a hoe kicked over an elite member of the ninth Bureau.

Three Zhuang Han Dynasty Zhang Xuanwei came with sticks. Their strength was terrible. Although they don't have any fighting skills, they just don't know how to fight. But the speed and strength are extremely fast. The nine innings are not enough for everyone. Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ji are the only two. They will not be completely suppressed by each other. The other seven, men and women, are beaten black and blue in a short time. They are tied up and thrown out of the ancestral hall.Seeing this, Zhang xuanke and Zhao Ji gave up their resistance. After two punches, they were tied up and taken outside the ancestral hall.

Outside the ancestral hall, there are countless farmhouses. In front of the farmhouse, there are still children playing. The thatched cottage, which we saw last night, has disappeared. Not far away, there is a large terrace, in which people are farming.

In the face of such a situation. Nine Bureau people, gradually began to become a little numb, from the beginning of stepping into the holy mountain, all things, began to become wrong.

Several Hibiscus species are in front of the ancestral hall.

A gray haired old man, who was very old, walked up to several people who were tied up and said something.

Zhao Ji and others did not understand.

Only Zhang Xuan would occasionally reply to each other, but the conversation frequency was not high.

After a while. The old man turned and left, and the rest of them went back to the field with their tools.

"Your Majesty, what is the matter? What did you tell them?"

"Their language is so old that I can't understand many syllables." Zhang Xuan shook his head, "but they probably mean that we sleep in the place of the gods, disturbing the purity of the gods. Now we have to ask the gods what to do with us."

"Sir, I'm afraid we've really come to the place of the dead. It's said that Fusang tree is the gate connecting the human world and the underworld. We just came out from there. Here, it should be the underworld Otherwise, how to explain the existence of these people? There have never been any residents on the holy mountain of the ancient and rare country! "

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