1831: C1831 A Reminder in the Dark

C1831 A Reminder in the Dark

I can't see the horizon of the prairie, it's dark. There was only a beam of light in the distance that was particularly dazzling. However, when the beam of light approached, it gave people a feeling that they could not reach it. It gave people an inexplicable sense of strangeness and palpitations.

The sky turned dark, and the surroundings suddenly became terrifyingly quiet. In fact, old rascal had never heard too many voices since he came here. This made him feel as if he was far away from the real world.

This kind of feeling was enough to drive someone who wasn't used to it crazy.

This was because the person who was forced to lie on the ground beside him had already gone crazy.

Through the spider silk, he inserted a few needles into this fellow to calm him down. It had the effect of calming his mind. After putting away the silver needles, old rascal kicked him again.

"Hey, wake up."

"Oh," old rascal said.

The unconscious martial artist slowly woke up. Finally, he was no longer as crazy as before. The moment he woke up, he would shout that he wanted to fight with his life on the line, or that old rascal could kill him if he had the ability.

"What are you guys trying to do?"

Lowering his head and looking at Mo Nan and the others who were already watching him, the martial artist said with a face full of fear and worry.

He looked as if he could not remember what had happened.

Mo Nan looked at him carefully for a long time. Only when he confirmed that this guy did not seem to be lying did he get up. He grabbed the spider silk on the guy's body and threw him on the ground. Then he pulled out his long knife and pressed it against the guy's neck.

"From now on, I'll ask you what you want. If you dare to say a word of nonsense, Yours Truly will kill you immediately, understand?"

The martial artist who was tied up instantly broke out in a cold sweat as he nodded his head frantically.

Seeing this, old rascal smiled in satisfaction. Only then did he open his mouth.

"Let me ask you, why did you attack us immediately when you saw us just now?"

Attack?

The martial artist had an expression of confusion on his face.

However, after a while, he seemed to have gradually regained his memories. His expression was clearly a little nervous. He looked around and frowned. He was also puzzled.

"I don't know either."

"However, according to what I know, everyone in the forbidden area has already reached the point where their expressions have changed when they hear the news. As long as they meet each other, they will attack without saying a word."

The reason why he was aware of this was because he had already encountered several groups of people after entering the forbidden area.

Once he encountered a group of people, one of them would immediately die. Gradually, everyone understood that the one who had attacked... Not the other party. It was the strange power that was causing trouble in the forbidden area, forcing them to attack.

It was impossible for them not to make a move, because there would still be someone who would die before the people on one side died. If they did that, the outcome would not be any different. On the contrary, if they made a move, they might still be alive.

Actually, all of this was fine.

The martial artist then said with some palpitations in his heart,

"I almost died in the past. At that time, I only felt something lying on my back, and I couldn't control my own body at all."

"Could it be that I saw a ghost?"

Mo Nan frowned.

The warrior shook his head and started to analyze.

"I don't think so. The so-called ghosts are nothing more than some remnant spiritual knowledge. Even if they don't dissipate for a long time and gather their resentment, they won't be able to control the warrior's body easily."0

Obviously, after experiencing this many times, they tried to analyze the situation, but in the end, they couldn't find an answer. They could only attribute it to the strange situation in Ancient Devil Forbidden Land.

As he spoke, the martial artist's expression suddenly became strange. He probably remembered that his companions who had saved his life had all died at the hands of Mo Nan, but it was also Mo Nan who had saved his life. He could not hate it.

He should even thank this person.

He then continued to frown. The more he spoke, the more mysterious he became.

"At first, it was fine, but later on, when the number of times they attacked increased, everyone seemed to have become somewhat strange. Just like me, I gradually fell into madness. As long as I see other martial artists, I can't help but want to kill them..."

This could be considered a display of losing one's mind.

old rascal instantly determined this point. He could not relax in his heart. Trying to control the mind of others meant that no matter what it was made of, at the very least, these things were not just dead objects, but intelligent ones.

And it was very obvious that these things might be the martial artists who wanted them to enter the forbidden land and kill each other.

As for why the other party had done this, old rascal did not know. However, when he raised his head again and looked at the distant light beam, he suddenly felt that it was extremely annoying. He could be considered to have completely confirmed that this was a trap that he had previously thought of as a trap.

Suddenly, he recalled what this martial artist had said. Every time he did not make a move, he would feel something lying on his back. The feeling of someone staring at him from behind suddenly became stronger.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Don't look back..."

It was Ghost Valley!

After determining who the owner of the voice was, Mo Nan subconsciously turned back.

It was pitch black behind him. It always gave people the illusion that something was secretly watching him in the pitch black.

Before long, just as he was about to look back, he thought that the voice just now was just an illusion, but to say that it was an illusion, it was a bit too real.

However, almost when he had turned his head back, only the corner of his eye was still staring behind him. At this moment, old rascal clearly saw a shocking scene.

A hurried glance was enough for him to judge the situation.

So when he turned around, his body tensed up. He felt a chill spread throughout his entire body.

In short, what he wanted to know had already been asked from the mouth of the warrior. There was no need to continue asking. old rascal took a few deep breaths and tried hard to calm himself down. He pretended that he did not know anything and said to the warrior:

"How about this? You take a rest for the night. I will let you go tomorrow morning. If you want to live, leave this damn place quickly."

When the martial artist who was tied up heard that, he immediately nodded his head in gratitude. Putting aside the fact that Mo Nan was willing to let him go, it had already surprised him, not to mention that Mo Nan was willing to let him go. He didn't want to stay in this shithole.

However, at this moment, he clearly didn't notice the coldness in old rascal's eyes.

After a while, Mo Nan waved his hand and let Qing Styx and Pang Hu return to the tent first to rest. He stayed outside for a while and asked some more information from the warriors. For example, where did they get the terrain map? Or how did they know that there was going to be a treasure in the world.

When he found out about this, he went back to the tent and prepared to rest.

The night was silent.

The next morning, when old rascal came out of the tent, he saw Qing Styx squatting beside the martial artist who was tied up. He did not know what he was doing.

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