Chapter 75: Escaping the buried land (5)

This is a spell duel, not a pure duel.
Feng Yulan even realized this faster than Duan Li, because he has become the protagonist of the city's outstanding dragon in this showdown. When he stood on the battlefield transformed between reality and hell, the world was black and white, the rules were naturally reversed, and all the rules that should be observed were broken.
But at the beginning, it was dark around.
Feng Yulan first felt that she seemed to be in a large dense forest, in a very dark forest. A Lan looked up and could barely see the sky. From a long distance, the gaps between the leaves of the branches showed a white light or two, and it was not even clear whether it was daylight or moonlight. The light was too pale, as if there was no life.
It was surrounded by trees, large and robust trunks, dry leaves on the ground, and some soft soil on it. There seemed to be sounds of water flowing in the distance, wind, insects, and a trace of horror in the tranquility.
When it was extremely quiet, Feng Yulan heard the crow's cry and made a boring noise.
"A black and white world." When Feng Yulan was puzzled by his environment, someone suddenly made a noise around him, startled him, turned his head, and found that there was a person standing beside him, but Feng Yulan I didn't realize that there was a person standing beside me, so I was naturally surprised.
"Who are you?" The forest is too dark, even if Alan tries hard to adapt, almost everything he can see with his naked eyes is black and white and gray, and everyone around him can simply see one. The black silhouette came, as if everything had been drawn away from the color, and indeed became a black and white world.
"I'm you." The man answered Alan's question, with a smile in his voice, sounding familiar.
The answer from the other party sounded ridiculous, but the magic thing was that Alan didn't doubt it, he found that he didn't have any doubt or suspicion! He even nodded without hesitation and agreed: "You are me."
The other side just laughed.
Alan frowned and thought, and said, "Since you are me, how do I call you?"
"You can think of me as your shadow, so call me a shadow." The shadow said to Alan, and then he reached out and caught Alan, and Alan felt only a coldness on his wrist. On the other hand, he could not help taking a nap.
"Okay ... Shadow ..." Alan asked as he looked around, "Do you know where this is?"
Compared to the deep catacombs, this forest looks a bit brighter, but the light here is too pale and cold, without any warm feeling, wet and cold, and even makes Lan feel that this forest is better than Tombs are even more scary.
"Here is Limbo." Shadow answered him sincerely, but Feng Yulan felt more puzzled and frowned, "limbo? What is it?"
"Edge of Hell." The shadow held Alan's wrist with a gentle tone: "Aren't you a graduate of the English Department? What you should know is that this word can refer to prison, as well as the meaning of hell. Theologically, it Refers to those souls that are too transitional to enter the real hell, that is, the edge of hell. "
"Okay, I know this, but what I don't understand is ... why am I here?" Alan was confused, grabbing his head and wondering: "I should be in the grave, what? Will it appear in the forest? Also, you say this is the edge of hell, do you mean that I have already entered half of my with a foot, are you about to die? "
"Of course not, you are not dead yet."
"Then why am I here?"
"Because your soul was kicked out." Shadow smiled and looked very optimistic, completely disregarding the listener's mood, Feng Yulan collapsed, pointed to his nose, and said, "My ... I Soul? Get kicked out? "
"Yes, your soul seems to have been kicked out by what skill the hunter used, that is, in a state of" homelessness! "And because ... all cemeteries are the world's most access to hell. Good entrance, but you are a living being, and you ca n’t go to hell, so you ran to this border of reality and chaos-the edge of came with the heroine.

The explanation of the shadow made Feng Yulan feel a little cold, and mumbled, "Mom, this is what makes me dead and alive, alive and dead, how to toss is the head."
"Don't worry, this may be a good thing." Shadow said, patting Alan's shoulder and comforting him: "Now that it is time to shape your ability development in the future."
"What do you mean?"
"Have you not noticed yet?" Shadow said, "The various mantras and spells you use are too messy. They can be used both as a supplement and as a nurse. Sometimes there is a mage output. "If you want to become stronger, learning so many clutters will obviously affect your progress, so you must discard what you don't need, and focus on one is the last word."
Feng Yulan heard the shadow and felt very reasonable, nodded and said, "So what should I do?"
"It's very simple, you just need to think about your positioning. You want to be a mage with strong attack power and explosive power, can instantly kill the enemy to hold the audience in an instant. Or stand in the back of the team silently, always with It is our responsibility to protect our teammates. As long as we think about this, the road will naturally be clear. "
"This ..." Obviously Feng Yulan couldn't make such a key decision in a hurry. He shook his head and said to the shadow, "I still don't know clearly, and ... we shouldn't even think about how to start from this. Is there somewhere to go out? "
"You want to go out?"
"of course."
"I can first tell you that this place has only two exits, one to reality and one to hell. We do n’t know the direction and we ca n’t move forward. If we go wrong, we will end up never going back. Stay here honestly and let your teammates find a way to kill the hunter. As soon as the caster dies, your body will naturally summon your soul, and then you can go back easily. "
Feng Yulan shook her head: "But are we just sitting here waiting to die? In case one section can't kill the hunter, am I really going to hell?"
Feng Yulan refused to compromise. This dark forest always disturbed his heart. When he stayed in place, he felt cold all over. So Alan dragged his shadow and began to walk around. However, as far as his sight was concerned, the trees Things are gray and black and white. Occasionally, when I go to half, the blade-sharp and rough grass, I step on a half-rotten corpse full of maggots and flying flies. Scene.
Feng Yulan finally felt a little convinced this time. It may really be what the shadow called 'Hell Frontier', because it ’s strange that although there are insects, there are no birds calling ... No, I can sometimes hear one or two crows calling , And it feels very regular, which is very strange.
Not only that, although the forest can see the light, it is impossible to distinguish between day and night. All the objects in the line of sight feel blurry, it feels like a scene in a dream, but it is really scary.
After walking silently for a while, Feng Yulan only heard his footsteps and looked back at the shadows, feeling that he seemed to be floating and did not stand on the ground. Then they walked for a long time. Actually, Alan didn't have any sense of time at all. It felt that in this strange forest, his sense of passing of time seemed to be weakened to the minimum. No matter how long he walked, his senses only passed For a moment.
He heard the crow's cry again, but Alan looked up and looked left and right, but he could not see the shadow of the crow.
Instead, walking over several trees, hanging several corpses, there were strange white silk threads like spiders wrapped around the corpses, layer by layer turned into a white giant cocoon, Feng Yulan looked up a few His eyes were a bit cold on his spine, he shook his head and continued to walk forward.
After a while, Alan saw a black figure sitting under a huge tree again, and approached, but it was a handcuffed fetter, wearing tattered clothes, but because of the dark environment, he could not see Innocent middle-aged man.
Alan asked him: Who are you? After asking for a long time, he didn't get an answer. The man sat there shivering, a motionless robber at the end of Ming Dynasty.
The shadow suddenly said: "It is probably the soul of the funeral in the tomb. For some reason, he did not go to or heaven, and then he was locked here."
Alan looked at the shadow strangely: "How do you know?"
"After your soul was driven out, you went directly to this forest. It can be seen that this border is interconnected with that grave. Look for it, maybe the secret room will leave clues here."
"Are you aware that the border of can also be regarded as a closet?"
"The secret room in the secret room." The shadow held out a finger and laughed: "It's like brushing the map in the game but brushing out a hidden copy, we can now say in a hidden copy!"
Hide copy? Feng Yulan seemed a little bit enlightened. He simply stopped asking the middle-aged man's question, and reached out and touched each other's clothes in his pocket. The middle-aged man was wearing a tattered period costume and sleeves. There was a sleeve pocket, and Feng Yulan felt a brush with all his hairs out of him, as well as a small pocket book, and opened the page, which was filled with Alan's unreadable font.
"Do you understand the ancient Chinese?" A Lan asked the shadow around him. The shadow shook his head and said, "I can't understand the text, but the picture is also drawn on it."
"Let me see what I drew ... Well, a wolf with a grimace." Feng Yulan's face was a little blackened: "This is again, I saw it in those six circulating tombs before, the grimace wolf And what do you mean by grimace? "
"Obviously, it's 'ghost'."
"But the note given to us by the secret room says that this nation believes in a and draws so many 'ghosts' for Mao? It's almost like a ghost tomb was built." Feng Yulan said as he turned anxiously. Small book, just in the process of turning pages, a piece of paper fell out of the pocket book.
Feng Yulan was surprised, and picked up the slip to see it, it was the most classic purple printed slip in the secret room!
And it ’s very amazing that there is a black and white around, even the leaves and bushes that were supposed to be green are black and white, but only this printed note has a color, and the purple print on it is pale and cold. The beautiful light is clearly revealed under the faint light of.
The note reads:
[Dear Adventurer:]
[Welcome to the back room in the back room, hide the back room-the edge of hell. 】
[I believe you already know that this is a forest that cannot go out. Here is the dividing line between life and death. Confused souls are wandering here. There are only two exits, one leading to your team, and one death. Open your arms to you, and it ’s very regrettable that when you see this note, it means that you do n’t have much time, you have about two hours, during which you have to escape Forest. 】
[But I want to solemnly tell you that there is no tool in this forest that can tell you the time. If you ca n’t escape the forest within a limited time, the gate of will really open for you. 】
[Hint: pay attention to regular things. 】
[Above, good luck. 】
Feng Yulan bit her lip, turned the note over, looked at the back, and wrote:
[Souls buried by innocent people are reluctant to die, blurring the line between life and death. The hated ghost and the long-awaited God, in order to interrupt this century-long entanglement, people decided to let them bury in the ground together, in the name of mutual restraint, in order to have eternal life! 】
Feng Yulan didn't blink her eyes after reading this sentence, and she paused, seeming to be a little surprised: "Can it be done, this catacomb is a ... ghost and ... common tomb?"
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