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　　 In the arbor forest, Qian Jiangyue and the shadow play proceeded cautiously. However, the deeper they went, the more they felt uneasy and frightened. Although they could think of the situation in the forest in advance, the situation seemed far more serious than the two imagined.

Frequent forks and weird lane changes are like a cloud of fog, making it meaningless to choose reference objects, and even the method of marking on the trunk is completely useless. It seems that the moment when the mark is left on the trunk, the mark itself seems to be It also becomes part of the forest and is also controlled by the forest.

The two of them had difficulty determining their position, nor were they able to draw a route map based on the previous route, nor could they guarantee that they could safely return to the entrance where they came in. At this time, they were like sitting on an extra-long slide, unable to stop. Only under the action of gravity, he kept moving forward with fear of the unknown in his heart.

Even if you want to locate by other means, it is impossible. The dense branches above the woods form a tight mesh. Even if Qian Jiangyue has a chain with hooks, there is no possibility of breaking through the blockade above, even the eagle-eyed eagle spirit. No, although the shadow lord of the shadow puppet can pass through the dense branches, she can't resist gravity, at most she can only reach the height that she jumps, and naturally she can't go to the highest point of the forest to observe.

　　 Each route was blocked, so the two could only move on in the silent darkness. Occasionally, the sound of footsteps on branches will give the two the illusion of being tracked, while the sound of wind blowing leaves is like an early warning, like the restless part of the same piece of music, constantly beating the heart.

　　 In the extreme depression, the two finally discovered a new change.

On the new road, a brown-black bench appears. The bench has no armrests, and stands alone in the middle of the road. No matter from which angle it is viewed, it has no harmony with the entire forest. Its appearance is more like a kind of On a whim. On the bench, there is a man in a black uniform. He wears a black hat with a brim. His right hand is on the back of the chair. The forefoot of his left foot is half on the ground, motionless, like a drunk drunk in a late-night park. , It’s just that, neither in his hand nor near the bench, there is no wine bottle.

　　 Qian Jiangyue turned his head and looked at the shadow puppet show. He pointed his right thumb to himself, and then pointed his index finger to the bench.

The shadow play nodded. This is Qian Jiangyue's intention to go forward and investigate alone, while she helps to watch out. On the one hand, she helps when Qian Jiangyue is in danger. On the other hand, she also needs to beware of sneak attacks from the outside world. After all, they Now he is in a strange forest that cannot be named, and this forest is a forest in a dark forest, even if he is more cautious, it is not an exaggeration.

Qian Jiangyue approached step by step, keeping his eyes on the bench. As long as the man made any unusual movements, he would take a distance. However, the worry did not happen until he stood by the bench. Nothing happened. He sighed, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the man's shoulder, and turned the man over. The moment he saw the man's face, his right hand bounced back.

The man hung half of his body on the bench, his face was pale and bloodless, and he seemed to have been dead for a long time, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, his face was peaceful, and his face had a happy smile. These are sparse and ordinary, not worthy of too much attention. However, men are originally the eyes, but not the eyes. More precisely, there are two strange flowers with spiral petals growing on the eyeballs.

At this time, the strange flowers are blooming quietly. While the spiral petals are unfolding, bright colors slowly flow from the petals until the eyes are dyed with a layer of bright colors. However, these bright colors did not make the man's face. Becoming normal, but even more weird and weird, like a remote tribe performing ancient rituals.

　　 Strange flowers bloom slowly, symbolizing vitality. The man’s face is stiff and pale and full of death. At this moment, the boundary between life and death is blurred on the man, and there is a shocking and different beauty.

"It is estimated that he has been dead for a long time. Judging from the clothes he wears, he is probably not an actor or a civilian. I guess he is an investigator or something." Qian Jiangyue squatted beside the man's body, pointing with her right hand. The man's left chest.

　　 The man is wearing a black uniform that fits snugly. There is a golden shield and silver long sword-style badge on his left chest. The badge is slightly larger than a dollar coin. He wears black boots on his feet, which can be described as all-round protection.

Generally speaking, in a completely open environment, actors prefer ordinary clothes to choose clothes, one is because it is convenient to hide their identity; the other is because the defensive power brought by clothes is basically not very effective, which is far beyond human strength. In front of the high position, flexibility and portability are obviously more important. Unless there are special requirements, or in a special fantasy world, actors will basically not consider standard clothing. Even if they wear standard clothing when they come to the dark forest, they will consider changing them as soon as possible.

　　The shadow play took a step forward, always looking at the flowers in the man’s eyes. She swallowed and asked softly:

"Why is his death so strange? Isn't the flower on the eye the reason why we came here? Could it be because this forest can unknowingly change a person's body, as long as we stay in the woods? Long enough, he will become like him, and the body will become the nourishment for the flowers."

　　 At this point, she shrank her neck, feeling the creeps in her heart. Although she had thought about various methods of death~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the method of death in front of her made it difficult for her to accept. Although the man's death was not terrifying, it made her even more terrified. There is a sense of unrest even after death.

If her guess is correct, they have entered the trap from the moment they entered the woods, and they can no longer recover. No matter what they do in the woods, they are just dying and struggling like prey on a spider web. In the end, They will stop breathing in this woods in the same strange death state as the man.

　　 Qian Jiangyue raised his head and glanced at the upper left, thinking about the words of the shadow play. He tapped his chin twice with the index finger of his right hand, and then suddenly his eyes lit up and said:

　　 "I don't know, but one thing is certain, he died peacefully."

　　 However, as soon as he finished speaking, he himself didn't know why he laughed first. This clever sentence was originally used to alleviate the atmosphere, but when it was spoken, it seemed to be affected by the mysterious power in the woods and turned into some kind of curse or prophecy, not only failed to ease the tension and strange atmosphere. Down, instead, the surrounding temperature has been reduced by a few minutes.

　　 The shadow play tilted her head and opened her mouth to say something, whether to answer or express her attitude, but for a while, she didn't even know how to answer this sentence.

　　 Qian Jiangyue turned the subject off and said, "Don't talk about it, let's see what's on him first."

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