Chapter 680 Where Hope Is (3K)
A chill spread from his back to his limbs.
Sancar could barely move.
At this moment, he could hardly remember what the warning was.
The sound of my heartbeat almost drowned out everything else.
No, that's not right...
He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, and a thought flashed through his mind: If there was really something strange in this room, why did the shopkeeper's wife warn them not to leave the room no matter what?
To protect them, or...
The pale face of the shopkeeper's wife appeared in his mind, superimposed with those low instructions.
Only then did he suddenly remember that since the darkness fell, the waiter and the waiter had been silent.
If from then on, Guangfeng Tower has been engulfed by evil spirits.
So, the lady shopkeeper...
Maybe she is no longer the same person.
But——
Strange thing!
Thinking of this, Sanjar could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He screamed, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards the door.
He opened the door bolt anxiously and almost rushed out.
The moment he stepped out of the door, the door slammed behind him, followed by a crisp sound of the door bolt——
Click!
He stood alone in the corridor, covered in cold sweat, his fingers trembling with fear.
The darkness was like a huge curtain, completely surrounding him.
The only light was the slightly trembling Lingzhu lamp in his hand, and its faint light illuminated a small, narrow area in front of him.
He has left the room.
And it seems that this door can no longer be opened.
Sancar could no longer tell whether what he did was right or wrong.
But he also knew very well that he probably couldn't fight the strange thing on the bed.
The two nearby rooms were quiet.
I wonder if they encountered the same situation as him.
No, maybe they are not human either!
Now Sanjar is suspicious of everything.
The sound of chopping meat continued.
And it’s clearer outside the room.
He lowered his head and looked downstairs. The faint firelight was flickering in the direction he was looking at. It was coming from the back kitchen, and the sound was coming from here.
Someone...or something, is in the kitchen.
Sanjar was still hesitating about where to go, but suddenly he heard the sound of someone moving.
Not in the corridor, nor in the lobby of Guangfeng Building.
But from Room A.
Through the window paper, you can see the light inside, as if someone is walking around the room.
Sanjar's whole body stiffened instantly, alarm bells blaring in his heart.
He knew very well that there was no one in Room A.
In panic, I saw the human-shaped black shadow on the door getting bigger and bigger.
It's the man inside the door who seems to be walking towards the door!
Then, he saw the shadow close to the door, and the outline of the facial features stood out. It was someone sticking to the door and looking at him.
The door frame shook slightly, as if some force was prying the door panel open, as if it was trying to release something.
The fear in Sanjar's heart reached its peak, and he turned around and ran towards the stairs without thinking.
The light of the spirit bead lamp swayed violently with his movements. When the light swept across the stairs, he saw a pale face emerging from the end of the stairs.
He reflexively threw out a flame talisman, and a burst of fire exploded, illuminating the surrounding area, but hitting nothing.
The Lingzhu lamp shone tremblingly, but there was nothing at the end of the stairs.
Sanjar was upset because the high-level self-defense charm just now was a life-saving thing he had treasured for a long time.
At that time, I reluctantly bought three high-level talismans at a huge price. I have never been willing to part with them, but I didn't expect that I would use them in a hurry today.
But if you use it, you will use it. Who knows whether it is real or his hallucination?
Sanjar crept downstairs.
The Lingzhu lamp shone in a circle, and the lobby was silent and empty, with only a few tables and chairs placed there quietly.
One of the tables was covered with scraps.
He remembered that the grandfather and grandson were still eating at the end, and it was probably what they had left before the store had time to clear it away.
"Sir, you're up so early? Do you want to sit down and have breakfast? The meat dumplings you just made..."
The rough voice sounded, very close and gentle.
Sanjar's thoughts were interrupted.
Sancar held his breath and looked towards the source of the sound.
Only then did I realize that the sound of chopping meat had stopped at some point, and the firelight in the kitchen was blocked by a huge black shadow.
He stared at the black figure. The light from the Lingzhu lamp trembled and did not fall on the black figure, so he couldn't see clearly. However, he could also see that the size and shape of the figure were different from ordinary people. Seeing that Sanjar didn't respond, the black shadow slowly walked over with a knife.
Sancar stepped back step by step and moved towards the door.
"Sir, are you leaving? It's windy and snowy outside. You are wearing thin clothes, so be careful of catching a cold."
The voice of the shopkeeper's wife sounded behind him, and she was also gentle and approachable.
Sanjar was indeed wearing only a coat, and he got off the coat before he even had time to put it on, so this concern was not wrong.
The only problem is that the voice seems to come from deep in the chest, making a gurgling sound.
Sanjar looked back and saw a black figure standing not far away.
But there is no head.
He couldn't bear it anymore and threw out an ice mist talisman. The white cold air quickly filled the air, isolating him from the two black shadows.
Taking this opportunity, he grabbed the spirit bead lamp and rushed to the door.
The light swayed all the way, illuminating many figures, sitting huddled together at the table, looking up at him.
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He ran to the door and opened the curtain to see a thin young man standing outside, huddled in the shadows.
Sanjar stabbed him with a sword, as if it had pierced into the flesh and blood, but he didn't even look at it, opened the door and rushed out.
However, the snow had piled up to the top of the door. The moment he opened the door, icy waves of snow rushed in and engulfed him completely.
In the snow, he struggled, almost unable to breathe, until something grabbed his waist and pulled him out of the snow...
Sanjar stood firm, looked down at his waist, and saw a golden tentacle tightly wrapping around him. It felt sticky and greasy, and was covered with smart eyes.
Those eyes were staring at him blinkingly, and Sanjar actually felt that they seemed to be comforting him?
The spirit bead lamp rolled to the ground, its faint light spreading around.
Under the light, there were actually several blurry figures slowly gathering in the surrounding darkness.
He screamed and struggled wildly, trying to pull the tentacles away from his waist.
The tentacles retreated as if they were spiritual, instantly released under his pull, and slid back into the darkness.
Afterwards, Sanjar didn't even bother to pick up the spiritual bead lamp, and rushed out climbing the snowy slope to escape from this weird Guangfeng Tower.
Outside, the white snowfield was shrouded in deep darkness.
Even the dim face of God disappeared without a trace in the sky, and only the snow reflected the faint light.
Panting heavily, Sanjar looked around and saw that the snowdrift had become exaggeratedly thick. When he stepped on the compacted snow, it was still up to his waist.
The houses not far away have long been buried in the snow, with only the sloping roofs exposed, like isolated cones, standing in the boundless snowfield.
The cold wind was biting and his jacket was thin. He couldn't help but shiver. The cold feeling spread upward from his waist, as if it would freeze his whole body.
He knew that he could never go back to Guangfeng Tower. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to move towards the temple.
In his memory growing up, the temple was the safest place.
Whether it is Little Green Garden or other towns, the temple is always located in the center and is the last refuge for the people when disaster or strange things happen.
After identifying the direction, he took a cheap low-level light body charm and walked on the snow in the howling wind and snow.
Fortunately, Xiaolvyuan was only a small county town. Although it was difficult to walk in the snow, it didn't take long for him to reach the center of the town.
In the wind and snow, there was a light on there.
In the dim light, I could see the outline of the roof clearly. It was clearly the standard building of the temple.
Sanjar breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the light, swayed his already frozen body, and walked towards the light that represented warmth and hope.
Even with the strong wind and heavy snow, the lights there were still bright, and there were faint scents of incense, which became clearer the closer you got.
There were also faint voices coming out, and it was obvious that there were many people inside.
Sanjar was even more energetic. There was only the bright firelight of the temple in his eyes. He almost wanted to get inside immediately, bathe in the reassuring incense, and be with other survivors...
However, when he actually reached the door where the snow had been swept clean, he stopped and his eyes widened.
The door was open, and the people inside seemed completely unafraid of the wind, snow, and cold.
It happened that because the door was opened, Sanjar was able to see the whole of this small temple at a glance.
There were many people inside, cooking something around the rising bonfire.
The burned thing was stiff and motionless, but it was screaming sharply, the sound full of pain and despair.
The sound... sounded like a human being.
However, the people around the fire showed no mercy. Their faces were full of cruel smiles, and the beating firelight reflected a cruel red color like blood.
He even heard the voice of the Orion he met in Guangfeng Tower.
"It's almost done, it's almost ready..."
"After hunting game for so many years, it turns out that the best food is still at home...what else can we eat like steamed buns and steamed buns..."
Orion's face was twisted with desire, and his eyes were full of hunger.
What is this?
Sanjar's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. His eyes moved to the altar involuntarily, but he suddenly discovered——
There is nothing on the altar in this temple!
No, to be precise, there are red candles, incense burners, and fruit offerings, but the only thing missing is——
The statue of worship!
This was the first time Sanjar saw such a situation, and he took two steps back. He suppressed his fear, stabilized his eyes, and focused on the things on the bonfire.
Upon closer inspection, that thing gradually became clearer.
The faceless face was twisted and deformed in the flames, and the shrill screams came from nowhere. The stone-carved body exuded drops of red liquid, dripping into the fire like grease.
With hands clasped in front of the chest, the posture is pious and the expression is compassionate...
It is the statue of the Supreme God!