Qi Sixian was so excited that he looked up at the dark clouds piled up in the sky and looked at the mysterious ancestral temple and said, "Come on, let’s go in and have a look."
They didn’t care about the parasol covering their heads. They ran to the door of the ancestral temple and reached out and opened the wooden door, which indicated that it was unknown.
Cheep
Wisp of black gasification are chilling, and virtual shadow rush out from that dim ancestral hall and pass the players behind them.
Zhou Yan felt a strong fishy smell, and he couldn’t help but frown and look at the two np’s, and suddenly realized a very wrong place.
Qi Sixian asked to shoot the Dragon Shadow and why he must come to this ancestral temple. In fact, the reason for leading them to lift the curse is far-fetched.
[ding! Please follow np to enter the ancestral temple]
Zhou Yan frowned slightly, observing the wet mark on the green flag, which was very strange. It seemed as if something spherical had hit the ground, and there was still some rain in it, which was splashed with fine drops of wet mark, followed by a meteor.
What left a mark?
He looked at another place, and there was a row of footprints that were different from each other. The man seemed to have poor legs and feet, and he was light and heavy.
Staring blankly at the trace, a chill rose from the soles of his feet. He had a kind of hard-to-say guess. This horrible and terrible idea made him stiff all over and his legs almost stand upright.
"This classmate, why don’t you go in?" Jisixian frowned, and some dander rustled from the eyebrows.
Zhou Yan’s face turned pale, and the original clear eyes were dull and could not see the light, and the temples faintly reflected a little bit of wet light. The whole person seemed to be a dull paper man again. He remembered that Yin Haojie and Huang Chunling had told two stories before, and the trace here was very similar to that left on the ground by a head impact, while the footprint was …
It has just rained, and the two men have just arrived, and the wet gray traces are still left on the slate in front of the ancestral temple.
How did they become like this? So in the car …
Zhou Yan suddenly remembered that Yin Haojie was holding the black umbrella. At that time, he also made fun of Yin Haojie’s extra exquisiteness. Now it seems that he has become a ghost at that time.
Then what’s his purpose here? How did you know that you would enter this vice?
Ji Sixian saw that the best reserve team member in the past had become so inflexible and was about to forcibly drag him into the ancestral temple when he was stopped by another unappreciative team member.
Ji Fangwei stood in front of Qi Sixian and said to Zhou Yan, "What did you find?"
Zhou Yan slowly turned his face when he heard Jifangwei’s question, and his lips lost their color, but he could not speak. He looked at him with eyes.
Ji Fangwei grabbed his hand and said "Go in first"
Hands, skin, tentacles, cold as if holding a delicate piece of jade, it seems that you can feel Zhou Yan’s uneasy mood. Ji Fangwei brought him into the ancestral temple, and the bell at the back of his waist uttered a light song.
The crisp bell made a ripple in the water, which slightly brought Zhou Yan back to consciousness.
Zhou Yan took a sip of his pale lips and felt his wrist warm, so he broke free and said, "I feel that Yin Haojie and Huang Chunling have been here."
He pointed to the trace and said, "This should be left by them."
"This trace looks strange …" PangYu murmured.
Zhang Wenwen lives in the center of the earth all the year round and needs to hunt down prey through traces. She crouched down and observed the traces carefully and said, "It seems that people don’t leave footprints."
The two np’s eyes are getting worse and worse, and the dark pupils are gradually spreading. The whole eye socket is dry and chapped, and the lips are full and bent. The whole face is like a ferocious human puppet.
[ding! Please keep your personal settings well at all times.
Ji Fangwei said, "Go in and see what they have done."
When a few people just stepped into the decaying and blackened threshold, two door styles automatically became popular.
Zhou Yan held her breath and when the line of sight became clear, he couldn’t help but open his eyes wide.
This is a very common ancestral temple, not much like Hu Ling shooting a dense memorial tablet facing the gate, which vaguely records the names of ancestors of each Huaishui village. When you look closely, these words are actually composed of several dense red runes. It is as if you want to smash the remaining consciousness at a glance.
He tightened his eyes and looked on both sides. Two yellow banners were painted from the roof with dark red complex symbols, which were slightly similar to those of Professor Wen Wan.
In front of the desk, there is a slightly wrinkled fruit flickering candlelight, which reflects the whole ancestral hall in a gloomy and horrible way. When a group of people entered the ancestral hall, the original trembling flame further depressed their figure. The ancestral hall left two light sources as big as soybeans.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Wenwen did not feel refreshed and said, "This fire and fruit are really saying that there are living people coming to this place."
Pang Yu also agreed to nod and said, "We are one step closer to the truth."
With this faint light, Zhou Yan looked for traces of Yin Haojie. The ancestral hall should be cleaned from time to time and there was too much dust. In addition to the traces found on the bluestone slab, Zhou Yan also saw wet marks similar to the size of a plastic cover, which were chaotic like raindrops. These two are new traces.
He looked at the umbrella that fell in the corner of the ancestral temple. This round cover wet mark should be that they put away the black umbrella and left traces. So what is the other one?
"Be careful if you see Huang Chunling and Yin Haojie later." Zhou Yan’s expression has never been serious. His long eyelashes cast a shadow and looked at another trace and said, "And Mian, I’m afraid he is run."
"What the hell happened?" Pang Yu couldn’t help asking questions. Although he had contradictions with Mian, he was once a teammate. He was still worried about him when he heard Zhou Yan say this.
Zhou Yangang wanted to tell the reason, but he was interrupted by a word from Qi Sixian.
"Shut up!" He raised his glasses with a worried face and said, "We’re going to start shooting."
Zhou Yan can briefly repeat "just be careful"
Hu Ling has set up a camera to shoot this strange ancestral temple. She gasped excitedly and said, "Did you hear that?"
Her words made the ancestral hall suddenly quiet, and the whole ancestral hall was buzzing with video equipment. Everyone could not help but hold their breath and listen to the surrounding movements.
purr
It seems that an animal howls from a very distant place to here.
Zhang Wenwen’s alert glance left and right made her particularly sensitive to sound broadcasting, and understanding sound is the law of her world.
She leaned over and pressed her ear tightly to the ground brick, then looked at the spirit tablet full of complicated mantras and said, "Where did the sound come from?"
Zhou Yan also felt a strong gamey smell coming from behind the spirit tablet with a slight breeze. It seems that this ancestral temple is not simple, and it has a wider area.
"Then how do you get in?" Pangyu was so nervous that plumes of fine smoke appeared all over.
Hu Ling turned a deaf ear to their conversation, still nervously holding the camera and saying, "Did you hear that?"
When she arrived here, she seemed to say two words that reminded people of a scene that happened in her short film, which made the ancestral temple dead again.
Gugugu
It’s another strange call to everyone’s ears.
Zhang Wenwen made full preparations at this time. She frowned tightly and listened to this strange sound, so that she could feel that the ripple of this sound was finally merged into a very fine line from far and near through the real land.
She looked up with a smile and said with absolute certainty, "This sound is coming underground."
Qi Sixian suddenly turned to stare at Zhang Wenwen and said, "Where is it?"
Two holes appeared in his dark pupil and white dots stepped forward and said, "Where did it come from?"
Zhang Wenwen stepped back in horror and said, "Underground?"
Qi Sixian’s eyes began to swing wildly and turn around in white eyes in sequence. He nervously turned around and muttered, "No, it shouldn’t be underground, not underground. Where is it?"
Hu Ling also screamed and hugged her arms in a hurry. The dark pupils filled her eyes. Even her eyes bulged slightly like frogs and stared at everyone in horror. She repeatedly said, "We can’t get out, we can’t get out, we can’t get out again!"
"You calm down!" Pang Yu wanted to comfort the two np in situ, and then thought that they should be caught in some kind of nightmare. It is obviously useless to do so yourself.
Zhou Yan said, "I feel that they should enter this ancestral hall. Didn’t you find that the unification didn’t show that we haven’t finished yet?"
"Then how do you get in?" Pangyu frowned and looked around trying to find out some machine andao.
Zhou Yan looked at the spirit tablet rune ahead and said, "I guess it should be to move these spirit tablets to the right position."