Chapter 45 Yama
"It's okay. The boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge. There will always be a way to go."
Lin Que's open-minded speech made Lin Chuan look at him a few more times. Apart from being at a loss when he first entered the game, this boy's subsequent performance can be regarded as an adaptable player.
"This is the only way." Zhao Kunsi sighed heavily and solemnly promised: "As long as you don't take action, I will never think of exchanging your lives for points."
"Fourth brother is loyal." Shen Nanzhi was very flattering.
This seemingly heroic speech did not cause any waves except for Shen Nanzhi's lukewarm pandering.
Zhao Kunsi scratched his head again, obviously feeling that there was a generation gap between him and them, and stopped saying anything.
Going right from the open space, there is a wide road surrounding the stone house. The road has shoe prints and drag marks, like an ancient official road.
Compared with winding and winding narrow dirt paths, this road is quite easy to walk. The other side is close to overlapping woods. Although the trees are planted very sparsely, they cover a large area. You can't see the end at a glance, and it's like standing in a desolate place. See the endless desert in the center of the land.
After walking for about 10 minutes, a wooden curtain hangs in the air, and you can vaguely see the four traditional Chinese characters for "Youming Station". The same four characters are on the black background and gold plaque.
The post station is two stories high, with the doors and windows tightly closed. Two rows of stone pillars are engraved with vague characters. There is a square surrounded by four stones in front of the main entrance. Only the word "sin" can be recognized in the characters.
To the left is a long pavilion. The black and white characters on the logs have faded, and the upper beams are covered with poetry plaques.
Literati in ancient times were proud of writing famous articles and leaving poems everywhere, which was considered a different kind of check-in.
"I didn't expect there to be such an ancient pavilion. It's a pity that I don't have a mobile phone, otherwise I would be able to post on Moments." Zhao Kunsi was shocked.
Because of his words, Lin Que also relaxed his vigilance. "This town won't be a tourist attraction, right? As long as it's open to traffic, you can escape from here."
He Xianyue was in no mood to remind them that when something strange appeared, they would naturally break their walking around for a while, I found that the words on the poetry plaques were completely unfamiliar to me, like messy charms. On the wooden chairs in the pavilion were placed unwritten white wooden plaques and a few half-burned pieces of wood. It seemed that they were made of charcoal. Gray to write.
I don’t know if writing simple characters can effectively trigger Shiting’s hunting effect.
It's a pity that she only knows the names of seven people now. Shen Nanzhi doesn't want to hang up the poetry sign immediately, and decides to wait and see what happens.
"I always feel it's weird here." Lin Que grabbed his arm and felt a chill on his back. "Like something is watching us."
Because of his words, Shen Nanzhi looked up at the wooden ceiling, and was caught off guard by the eyes of the relief.
Black robes with golden moiré, muscular build, slender and flowing hair and beard, bright and sharp eyes, they are obviously just reliefs, but they are like living beings, looking at them.
"This relief looks a bit scary."
Undead forest.
Shen Nanzhi thought about these three words in her heart. This was the first time and she had no clue about the name of the copy.
Not dead, hunted this mean having two lives? "Does he look like Lord Yama?" Lin Que said suddenly: "I will be born as the Shangzhu Kingdom, and die as the King of Yama."
"The famous Sui Dynasty general Han Qinhu." He Xianyue also thought of the six famous generals No. 70 in "The Legend of One Hundred Generals", the legendary figure who captured a tiger alive at the age of 13.
"If it's really Yama, it would be so interesting that this dungeon encourages us to fight." This was the second time Lin Chuan encountered this kind of confrontation dungeon that might have a judge.
Shen Nanzhi understood what he meant instantly. "It seems that killing people at will is not advisable. Although there is a shortcut, you may suffer a lot more later."
(End of this chapter)