The entrance to the tree hole is very narrow, just a space for only one person to pass through. However, the inside is relatively open. At least there is room for the limbs to move. The overall shape is trumpet-shaped, and the farther forward, the wider it becomes. Unfortunately, Wushuang's flashlight and I have already

It was lost and damaged during the fight. At this moment, it's pitch black, and you can only see less than one meter in front of you. You can't tell how long this tree hole is or where it leads.

There is no damp, moldy smell as expected. The air in the cave is at least slightly moist, filled with a faint fragrance similar to nectar. When you open your mouth to breathe, you can feel the sweetness in your throat, as if the air is really

It's like it's mixed with honey.

This unusual situation made me alert, and I gradually slowed down my breathing rate. I stopped climbing not very far. My muscles all over my body ached so much. Every time I climbed forward, it felt like there were countless small knives like plows.

The ground was cutting back and forth on my body, and before I knew it, I was covered in sweat. I lay on the ground and rested, thinking about how to deal with the current situation.

"You two gentlemen, there is no need to worry. Just go forward. This place is dangerous everywhere, but this place is the only paradise. I think it won't be long before you can realize the benefits of this place."

Zhao Yuanzhu's cold and faint voice floated behind her, bringing out a series of echoes in the tree hole, making it impossible for me to judge her current position and distance.

Wushuang patted my calf from behind and asked in a low voice full of concern: "Brother, can you not hold on any longer?"

I shook my head and took a breath, waiting for the pain in my body to subside a little. Then I crawled forward with difficulty. The sweet smell in the air became thicker and thicker. Although I slowed down my breathing rate, it was still inevitable.

After inhaling a lot, I feel that my whole body is getting hotter and hotter, and the sweat on my body is pouring out along the pores. This is purely hot, not the sweat I had before, and the pain in my body is also constantly reducing.

Until I couldn't feel it at all, even my somewhat deprived body slowly began to breathe a little bit.

Boom!

Wushuang behind me suddenly tapped the soles of my shoes two or three times, but said nothing.

I immediately understood what he meant. He was telling me that he had recovered a little. Should he turn around and fight with Zhao Yuanzhu?

It seems that not only my physical condition has improved.

Is this the so-called benefit that Zhao Yuanzhu mentioned?

As my mind raced, I kicked my legs back, and kicked Wushuang in the face with a "bang". I only heard two muffled "woo-woo" sounds coming from behind me. I continued to crawl forward as if nothing had happened.

He never came up to knock on the soles of my shoes again.

"Now is definitely not a good time to fall out with Zhao Yuanzhu!!

Regarding the evil thing, Zhao Yuanzhu should not be lying about it - at most, it will take a cup of tea, and the thing will revive again!!

Although I don't know how much time has passed so far, but... it must have been a cup of tea.

In other words, as long as we leave this tree hole, once we get outside, we may immediately face that thing like the Stitch Monster. That is a dead end. It is better to continue and see what Zhao Yuanzhu's gourd is selling.

medicine!!"

A series of thoughts flashed through my mind. After confirming that the sweet air had no obvious harm, I stopped grinding and moved forward much faster.

The tree hole is very deep, the front is getting wider and wider, and the slope is gradually getting smaller.

Not long after climbing, I changed from crawling to half-crouching, and finally almost stood up. Although it was dark in front of me, I could feel that my surroundings should be very wide at this time, as if I had entered a cellar.

generally.

Snap!!

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed my arm. It was Zhao Yuanzhu. He came to me at some point and stopped me from going forward. He said in a deep voice: "We're here!"

As the words fell, clusters of green sparks burst out "chichi" around them. At first, they were no more than the size of grains of rice, like will-o'-the-wisps on the tomb, erratic back and forth, swaying and changing shapes, as if they were driven by a few invisible rays.

The power was pulling back and forth, seemingly deforming, and the will-o'-the-wisps were gradually spreading. Finally, they turned into flaming green fireballs, floating in mid-air, reflecting the miserable green surroundings.

With this green light, everything around me jumped into my sight.

This place really looks like a cellar, more than a dozen square meters in size, but it is not dug manually. It is completely natural and irregular. I can’t tell what shape it is. The height is about two meters, and there are quite a few.

The roots of the trees penetrate here.

Soon, my eyes were fixed on the ground not far ahead, my heart felt as if someone had squeezed it hard, and my breathing was stagnant...

A round human head is growing on the ground.

That’s right, it grows on the ground!!

This is obviously the head of a young man. The cheekbones are relatively high and the face is relatively flat. He looks about twenty years old. His hair is disheveled and his complexion is khaki. The face is uneven and covered with sharp protrusions.

It looked like pimples, but there were thin roots growing on those pimples, and the roots looked very similar to ginseng.

Connected to the head is a slightly raised khaki rhizome, like an oversized radish, with its butt slightly exposed on the surface, and a human head growing on it...

What kind of monster is this?

Could this be the Holy Spirit believed in by the Jurchens who believed in primitive shamanism more than a thousand years ago?

In primitive shamanism, all spiritual things are the Holy Spirit!

If I hadn't been pulled by Zhao Yuanzhu just now, I might have stepped on this person's head...

Ouch!

A dull roar passed through the long tree hole and suddenly sounded behind us.

The sound should be coming from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of "click-click" cracking sounds, and a "bang bang" dull thumping sound!

Wow!

The clods of soil above the head immediately poured down, everything around was shaking, and the tree hole would collapse at any time!!

"No, it noticed it!!"

Zhao Yuanzhu urged: "Quick, chop off this head!!"

She didn't need to remind her at all. When the roar outside sounded, the head that was originally drooping and motionless shook slightly. The connection between the two was obvious.

I don't know why Zhao Yuanzhu has to let us do it even though he can find the hiding place of this thing. But these are not important at the moment. Let's solve the big problem in front of us first before talking about anything else!

My strength has more or less recovered, and now I mustered up the little strength I had left, and swung the Baipi knife to chop at the head!

puff!

The blade struck from the top of his head, almost cutting off half of his head, and then got stuck in the bone.

As a result, such a fatal and vicious knife did not kill the thing. The head shook, and opened its eyes with a "swish". The eyes were scarlet, and even the eyeballs had bulges.

Thin roots were also found.

The thing rolled its eyes and looked at me, then let out a deafening roar.

The roots of the surrounding ancient trees seemed to come alive in an instant and started to squirm one after another!

I immediately pulled out the Baipi knife from its head and chopped it down again.

Wushuang saw the situation and came to help.

The two of us worked together, mustered up our courage, and slashed at the head quickly with our swords. Blood and bones flew everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, the head had been chopped into pulp.

At some point, the surrounding roots stopped squirming, and the earth-shattering roar stopped coming from outside.

Only where the head was, blood was pouring out, almost forming a small river.

In a daze, I heard that voice again, like murmuring in a dream...

"Ai Jian..."

"Ai Jian..."

…

Soon, the sleepy voice also disappeared.

At this point, Wushuang and I collapsed on the ground, both of us were so frightened. If we had just taken a few steps at night, the result would have been unimaginable.

Only after I recovered a little, I raised my head in horror and asked Zhao Yuanzhu next to me: "What on earth is this...?"
Chapter completed!