Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 409 Three hundred twenty-four. Faceless figure and banyan tree

   gave Lu Li just a few minutes to rest.

  The servants of the unknown evil **** are coming, and the longer the delay, the more the scales will tilt towards the opposite side.

   It might seem like a good idea to wait until they decide to live and die and then flee, but doing so ends up just waiting, waiting for some to live and…die.

   Cooperating with one evil **** against another evil **** sounds absurd and uninhibited, but there is no better way to solve the Shadow Town incident than this.

  Lu Li took out the statue of the Mother of the Swamp and held it tightly according to the agreed communication method: "How do we get in."

   In the dark, a faint, ethereal consciousness descended on the statue in his hand, and only Lu Li could hear a whisper: [Follow the shadow...avoid the guards...]

   "These banyan trees?" Lu Li raised his eyes and landed on the dead banyan tree jungle.

  【Yes...they will kill...everything they perceive...]

   "Can't you just let us pass directly."

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  The Swamp Mother's whisper became slower than before, perhaps as it said, it must concentrate on dealing with the unknown evil **** and its servants.

  Lu Li thoughtfully and calmly said, "Is this understandable that we can't do anything even if we choose to leave you?"

   This time, the Swamp Mother paused for a long time, and her whisper seemed puzzled: [You want to... violate the deal...]

   "If you want to violate it, do it instead of saying it." Lu Li replied, he just wanted to determine the seriousness of the current problem.

   "We will pass."

   After saying the last sentence, Lu Li put the sculpture back in his coat pocket and said to Anna and Qiaoqiao, "Let's go."

   picked up the suitcase and the oil lamp. After Anna gathered her body and breath, they re-entered the dark and silent jungle swamp.

   Yingchuo people who avoid the banyan tree not only guide the direction, but also bring a gap that can be safely passed.

   There is another good news: the swamp periphery is everywhere, and the muddy pools that choose people to eat are no longer there.

   As you get away from the stream, the noisy sound of water is gradually replaced by silence.

   After walking in silence for a few minutes, Qiao Qiao could no longer tell the direction, so she could only follow Lu Li's footsteps.

  Lu Li stepped over the root of the Qiujie tree in front of him, and the corner of the fallen coat brushed over the root of the tree. Lu Li and Qiao Qiao stopped at the same time and looked up at the roots hanging from the tree canopy.

   The wicker-like vines with roots seemed to sway in the wind, fluttering, and then gradually subsided.

   There is no wind here.

   When the surroundings returned to calm, Qiaoqiao carefully stepped over the tree roots and walked to Lu Li's side.

   The two continued on.

   Occasionally they will inevitably touch the banyan tree lightly, but after they remain silent, the surroundings will return to peace.

   Over time, they went deeper into the swamp, perhaps not far from the center of the swamp.

   It may have been noon, but the **** clouds obscured the brilliance of the day, and it was shrouded in the canopy of banyan trees.

   panting slightly, Qiao Qiao struggled to follow behind Lu Li. Although the experience has made her physically stronger than most women, and sometimes even her brother can't beat her, the concentration of traversing the jungle is still beyond her tolerance.

  Jojo is fortunate that the banyan tree will not detect the sound of breathing, otherwise—

   Lu Li in front of him suddenly stopped at this moment. Qiaoqiao looked up, and found that the oil lamp Lu Li kicked in his hand was lifted high by him.

   What did he find?

  Jojo raised her head and looked forward.

  In addition to the light of the oil lamp, countless white figures floated in the dead and dark jungle. They were like plankton, emitting weak fluorescence, suspended under the canopy, and seemed to have a beautiful artistic conception.

   Wrong…

  As Jojo saw the scene in front of her clearly, Grace collapsed in front of her eyes in an instant, and the sense of horror that struck her overwhelmed her.

  Wandering white figures are not wonderful food, and the hollowed-out features of their faces indicate their identity. They do not stray away from the roots and branches, but are wrapped around their necks by countless roots and branches, hanging under the canopy, swaying and spinning with the wind.

   But there is no wind here.

This…

  Jojo covered her mouth and almost cried out.

   Lu Li nodded slightly in response to Qiao Qiao.

   It should be them that they sensed in the cabin below deck.

   There were faceless figures hanging under the canopy of the banyan tree in front of them. They were motionless, swaying and swaying as the branches swayed, occasionally turning to them standing below, making Jojo feel uneasy.

  They have no faces, but Jojo, whose scalp is numb, feels that they are watching him.

  Qiaoqiao stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Lu Li's ear, and said nervously in a mosquito-like whisper, "Can we go around..."

  Lu Li didn't answer, and looked around for Yingchuoren's figure.

  It hides among the banyan trees with faceless figures, showing only half of its outline, making it difficult to find.

  Shadowman guided them through this terrifying area.

   After thinking quietly for a moment, Lu Li shook his head gently and stepped into the jungle with dozens or hundreds of faceless figures hanging from the pendant.

   Quietly walks between the quietly hanging figures, at the same time pay attention to the roots of the tree, but also to resist the mental level and fear caused by this scene.

  Jojo knew at this moment what was more terrifying than death.

   Unlike Qiaoqiao who bowed his head and followed, Lu Li walked through the jungle while observing the faceless figure.

   They are not dead yet.

   They also react to the outside world.

   The faceless figures hung up by the branches would slowly turn their bodies paradoxically when Lu Li passed them, and the hollowed-out **** faces turned towards them.

   It might just be a coincidence at first, but when all faceless figures do...

   But that's it.

  Lu Li led Jojo calmly and walked past them. Except for the horrific sight, they can do no harm.

   Sanity value never clucked.

   The whole area was full of faceless figures that were hoisted up, but soon, after walking a distance, the front returned to darkness and silence, no longer glowing with hazy fluorescence.

  Jojo never let down her vigilance. She has read and heard countless stories telling her that things often change when things end.

   Her hunch came true. When they were about to walk out of this jungle, a faceless figure with restrained breath appeared in front of them.

  The situation has become extremely troublesome, the banyan tree is sensitive to breath, Anna cannot show up and use abilities, and the psychic gun cannot leave the holster.

   Once the faceless figure releases its breath, the surrounding banyan branches will attack and roll up the faceless figure.

   and them around it.

   But before it all happened—a shrill sound of breaking through the air, the dancing branches emerged from the darkness, and the faceless figure was wrapped around the neck of the faceless figure and hung under the canopy, just like its kind.

   Strangely enough, this banyan tree attacked the faceless figure that didn't release its breath, but let Lu Li and the others go.

  Lu Li stopped briefly in the dark hole of this banyan tree and led Jojo out of the jungle.

  Behind them, a charred arm slowly deepened in the dark tree hole, gently waving goodbye to their backs.

   (end of this chapter)