Ancient Sword II: The Tracking of the Fierce Mountain

Chapter 150 Seven: A Forest of Bones ([-])

The sun shines through the empty eye sockets of the bones, like two will-o'-the-wisps.Because of the angle, the skull seemed to be facing Le Wuyi squarely, expressing the resentment that he could not die.Therefore, when Le Wuyi raised his head, he was terrified.

"Meow meow! What the hell!" Le Wuyi used both hands and feet, but retreated several meters in the blink of an eye.At this moment, the whole picture of the skeleton was displayed in front of him—it was a skeleton hanging on a tree.

The skin and flesh of the skeleton had long since decayed, but the bones were well preserved, complete, white, without a trace of scars.The specimens soaked in formalin in the laboratory are no more than that.

However, it would be fine if there was only this one skeleton, but there was far more than that.

Under the scorching sun, a strange forest stands in front of Shen Ye and Le Wuyi.The trunks of these trees are thick and firmly rooted on the sandy soil; the stubby branches have no leaves, and the snow-white skeletons are the only decoration.These skeletons are like meat strung on an iron fork, one by one twisted and hung on the branches. The dangling hands and feet sway in the wind, hitting each other like wind chimes, making a crisp "pop" sound.

The first thing Shen Ye thought of when he saw the forest was tree burial.The early Khitan people adopted sky burial, that is, tree burial.They put the corpse on the tree, and waited for the birds to eat up the carrion. After three years, they collected the bones and put them in earthen jars for a good burial.But in the desert in front of me, let alone birds, there are no insects and ants, and tree burials are meaningless.

What's more-these corpses are too clean.

The lack of carrion can be understood as complete decay, but what about the clothes?What about the knives you're carrying?There is nothing here, soft yellow sand, brown trees, and snow-white skeletons.Other than that, there isn't any extra color.

Simple and capable, it must be caused by human beings.

Le Wuyi also felt something when he saw this. Not far behind him was the cave that came up, and his eyes couldn't help but wander between the two.

For some reason, the more Le Wuyi looked at these skeletons, the more they felt like clothes being dried.Some vague figures even appeared in front of him, holding a huge iron fork, hanging the washed bones on the tree one by one.While hanging it, he beat the dripping skeleton a few times.

And the reason why these bones can be washed clean...

The eyes of Grand Master and disciple Sun Yi focused on the cave in unison.

Obviously, they wanted to go somewhere.

"Great Master," Le Wuyi swallowed, "Do you think... is it possible?"

The highly corrosive spring water can corrode a living person without any problem.Previously, he only noticed the clarity of the spring water, but he forgot to see if there were any remaining metal knives at the bottom of the water.

But what if metals could also be corroded?

It is normal for the snake man to deal with the grave robber.If these skeletons were tomb robbers killed by the snake people, throwing stones and dumping the corpses would make sense.But, what is the reason for the snake man to do this?

Kill it, kill it, why do you have to deal with it like this?Why hang up?What is particularly weird is why the bones are still left?

Shen Ye pondered for a while: "You'll know if you try it." After finishing speaking, he walked away.

Seeing this, Le Wuyi's hairs stood on end: "Grand Master, wait!"

Shen Ye's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he looked at his disciple Sun Yi with a worried expression: "What's wrong?"

Le Wuyi laughed and flattered him: "Grand Master, this time I... hehe, can I not participate?"

When Shen Ye uttered the word "try", what flashed in Le Wuyi's mind was the scene of himself being thrown into the cave by the Grand Master—isn't this what "try" means?

Poor Le Wuyi was really afraid of being "tortured" by Shen Ye.

Shen Ye's already dissatisfied face turned darker.

Looking at Le Wuyi with a smirk on his face, Shen Ye thought, it's hard for him to bear it.

"Shut up." In the end, Shen Ye could only say this.

So Le Wuyi really shut up, and followed behind Shen Ye like a little quail.

Shen Ye squatted by the entrance of the cave and observed for a while. Those sticky black network cables had no smell at close range, but judging by their wet appearance, what was attached to the surface should not be an odorless liquid.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to touch it, but the moment he got close to the network cable, the silver thread underneath seemed to be stimulated, and ripples rose and fell from right under Shen Ye's hand.

It seems to be ready to go, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

Shen Ye withdrew his outstretched hand.He ignored Le Wuyi behind him, and directly set his sights on those skeletons.Curving the corners of his lips, he thought, these things could come in handy.

So Le Wuyi watched as his grand master walked back boldly, and dragged down a skeleton very quickly (roughly) quickly (violently).

Through the glove, Shen Ye dragged the skeleton over and threw it casually, and the skeleton landed on the silk net.

Contrary to what the two of them had expected, the skeleton lay there quietly without responding for a while.

Shen Ye raised his eyebrows.Misunderstanding?

Wan Wan Le Wuyi pointed to the spine of the skeleton and said, "Grand Master, look there!"

The snow-white skeleton with its back down was actually dyed red from the tailbone—as if it was the red color of blood.

The blood red extends upwards in the form of blood vessels, and after the entire spine turns red, it begins to spread to the whole body, including the ribs, arms, thighs, neck, and even the skull's head.

After a while, the skeleton seemed to be soaked in blood, its whole body was red, and there was a strong smell of blood rushing towards its face.

After the whole body of the skeleton turned red, the upper and lower jaws of the skeleton suddenly closed, and the next moment, he jumped up from the silk net!

The overflowing blood dripped from the bones of the skeleton, his upper and lower jaws clicked, and he ran away.

Shen Ye and Le Wuyi had just prepared a defensive posture, but the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

Those silver threads really moved.

The skeleton couldn't run more than two steps, tripped under the feet of the silver wire growing upwards, and fell onto the net.The skeleton still wanted to struggle to get up, and more silver threads struck from below, densely packed like waves, but within a moment they entangled his hands and feet.

The sound of "Kala Kala" became louder, and the twisting and struggling skeleton, in the eyes of Shen Ye and Le Wuyi, was no different from a living person.

But that's just what it looks like.

Shen Ye stood in front of Le Wuyi and led him back.The skeleton not far away was wrapped in silver thread into a white cocoon in a short time, and it was still struggling endlessly inside the cocoon.

Layer after layer of silver thread swarmed in, entwining the skeleton more and more tightly like playing with an ant.If it is said that they are not alive, who will believe them?

When the appearance of the skeleton could not be seen clearly, a hole suddenly dissolved in the middle of the black net.The hole was neither big nor small, just the width of the white cocoon.The white cocoon was dragged by the silver thread and slowly sank, as if transported by a pipeline, passing through layers of nets from top to bottom.

Shen Ye and Le Wuyi walked a few steps closer, looking through these silk screens, they saw that the white cocoon was dragged by the wirelessly elongated silver wire, and gradually sank to the bottom of the spring.

The tumbling blisters appeared in the field of vision, what happened to the skeleton inside the white cocoon, Shen Ye and Le Wuyi couldn't see it, but the silk threads wrapping the skeleton changed from pure white to light pink.The light powder was transported up from the bottom up, and after a while, it gathered at the top of the net.

It took only a short while for the silk thread on the top to change from bright red to black red and then to black.It turned into a black silk thread, which was wrapped around the net like a reptile.They became more and more entangled, and after they merged into one, they stood still.

The white cocoon finally dissipated, countless silver threads eagerly returned to the mother's body, and the skeleton, which had become white again, was hung above the spring by a silk thread, shaking slightly like a lantern.

"He's dead?" Le Wuyi said softly.

Shen Ye said: "He was dead from the beginning."

"..." Le Wuyi scratched his head and smiled, "That's right."

It's just that the hanging skeleton, such an action and such a scene, why are they so familiar?

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There was no cloud in the sky, and the scorching wind never stopped. Xia Yi's hair on his forehead was already wet, and the clothes on his body were stuck to his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.

There is only half a bottle of water left in the kettle, and now, he has not even noticed the shadow of Senior Xie, what should we do?

His throat was burning and stinging, just like his mood, restless and restless, he had already lost his calm.

Sighing, Xia Yi put away the kettle.He originally wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but after sitting down, not to mention the temperature of the sandy ground was too high, it was uncomfortable to sit on, and the scorching sun alone had nowhere to hide, after sitting quietly, his skin became more and more stinging.

Xia Yi, who has always been personable, finally compromised and put his coat over his head. Although it was stuffy, it could also block some sunlight.

There is finally a shadow in front of my eyes, but my eyes are still dry and stinging just looking at the surrounding yellow sand.Xia Yi took another sip of water and pulled his coat even lower.

During the movement, a touch of coolness suddenly flashed across the arms, and Xia Yi's spirit shivered, and he raised his hand to touch it, but found that the pocket of the coat was actually cold.He reached out and took out the five-color stones. After a brief surprise, he sighed again: "Forget it, talk is better than nothing."

The coolness that this small five-color stone can bring is too small.But in this case, it is indeed better than nothing.

Xia Yi pressed the five-color stone between his eyebrows, closed his eyes and felt the coolness.The amazing thing is that what I thought was a mantis arm as a car, the effect is unexpectedly good.Wisps of coolness spread from the center of the brows to the whole body, vaguely the tranquility of being in the green forest, and it seemed that the anxiety had also been soothed.

There are many green hills and mountains, the branches and leaves are whirling, and under the sun, the trickling stream flows by, as if you can hear the soft, crisp sound like a girl - it must be rustling and extremely gentle.

Thinking of this, Xia Yi couldn't help laughing at himself, when did he love fantasy so much?After the laughter, he opened his eyes suddenly, rustling?

Xia Yi looked around, and there was only a long stretch of yellow sand in the surrounding area, where was the gurgling water.

Just now... was it an illusion?

Looking at the dark green five-color stone in his hand, Xia Yi accidentally pressed it between his eyebrows again.When the coolness spread throughout his body, he actually heard the voice that he thought was false.

"Shusha" "Shusha".

It was an uninterrupted sound like a stream flowing, no... Xia Yi frowned, this sound was more like quicksand slipping from his fingertips.

But around him, except for the sound of the wind, there was no such regular sound.

illusion?Hallucination?

Remove the five-color stone, the sound disappears, stick it on, and the sound reappears.It's just that no matter whether it is attached or removed, there is nothing around that matches this sound.

If it wasn't an illusion, Xia Yi thought, then the only one who went wrong could be himself.

The author has something to say: Transitional chapter...forgive me for slow progress _(:з」∠)_