Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Chapter 50 The ghost breaks the wall and cannot get out of the mountain

The moonlight was bright and clear, and he looked down coldly at the humans walking through the fog, constantly running back and forth, as if they were reincarnating.

The surrounding darkness is thicker, in stark contrast to the white mist. Black and white are intertwined at this moment, like thick cobwebs wrapped in layers, making it impossible for the flies inside to break free.

Poor people know nothing about this and are still doing useless work.

Yang Cheng and Ma Tian walked for who knows how long. Even though they were thirsty and thirsty, they still didn't see the road to the foot of the mountain.

Originally, there were still people in the team talking.

But as time went by, it became quieter and quieter. Fang Buddha was assimilated by the surrounding environment and fell into a deathly silence, which made people feel a little flustered for no reason.

"Do you think it's a little too quiet?"

A sudden voice broke the original silence.

Everyone couldn't help but stop.

At first they could still hear the chirping of insects and birds, as well as the endless chirping of cicadas, but as the white mist appeared, all these sounds disappeared completely.

Apart from the sound of their footsteps, there was no movement around.

The white mist formed a world of its own, as if it completely separated them from this land.

Yang Cheng's face became a little subtle, and he tried his best to reassure people: "Don't think so much, maybe there are no bugs around here. If you keep walking forward, you might be able to go down the mountain."

Although this reason was untenable, everyone couldn't control that much, and quickened their pace, trying to get out of this weird environment.

Ma Tian suddenly stopped.

Yang Cheng's tone was a little impatient, "What's wrong?"

Ma Tian looked around, as if he noticed something, his expression suddenly became strange.

"Why do I feel like we've walked this road?"

There was a small commotion in the team.

"Impossible, we have walked such a long distance, how could we be spinning in circles?"

Yang Cheng took a flashlight and walked around carefully, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ma Tian suddenly became anxious, "Really, I remember this crooked-neck tree. I thought it was very impressive at the time, so I took a few more looks."

He paused and said word by word: "But now I see this crooked-necked tree again!"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and there was really a lonely crooked-neck tree next to it.

There are not many leaves on the tree, only the bare trunk is left, twisted into a weird shape, like an old man who has reached the end of his life.

"Maybe you misread it. It's not uncommon for the same trees to appear in the mountains and forests."

Even though he said this, Yang Cheng kept it in mind and everyone continued to move forward.

But not long after, the crooked-necked tree came into view again. Yang Cheng only felt that his throat was inexplicably dry and he felt very panicked.

He pretended to be calm, "Maybe, we bumped into the same tree again?"

The expressions of others clearly didn't believe it. How could there be such a coincidence? It wouldn't be that there were crooked-necked trees all around.

For a moment, everyone's expressions became a little ugly.

"Maybe we were too anxious just now and went the wrong way, so we turned back to the original place."

Yang Cheng tied a piece of cloth on the tree, and led everyone to walk in the opposite direction, "Don't worry, I can definitely go out this time."

The crooked neck tree watched the group of people melt into the thick fog, and the silver light from the sky fell down. There was no wind around, but the cloth strips on the tree began to flutter for no reason.

This time, everyone didn't see the crooked neck tree, and they all heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts, as if the stone could finally be put down.

Yang Cheng said with relief: "It seems that we accidentally lost our way just now, so we turned around and returned to the original place. It shouldn't be long before we can go out of the mountain."

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Just as Yang Cheng finished speaking, Ma Tian's slightly trembling voice sounded, and he pointed to the front, "Then, what is that in front."

A black silhouette appeared not far away, like a distorted monster, hiding in the depths of the mist, secretly watching their every move.

Yang Cheng had some ominous premonitions in his heart and cautiously walked in to take a look.

His pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen extremely incredible food, and even his breathing became extremely rapid.

A solitary tree with a crooked neck came into view, and there were cloth strips tied by himself on the branches.

Yang Cheng shouted in shock: "How could this happen!"

They had been walking for at least half an hour just now, and they were still walking in the opposite direction. How could they have returned to the same place!

It's all just too weird.

If it can be explained by two identical trees before, but the cloth strips were tied by Yang Cheng himself, there must be something similar.

The panic on everyone's faces has been replaced by fear and horror.

"It's really too evil. We shouldn't encounter ghosts and fight against the wall."

"I've been walking for so long and haven't walked out yet. Could it be that I've been running around in circles the whole time."

"This mountain is really evil. Even the fog in the mountain is not so thick. There must be something dirty."

When the mountain wind came from nowhere, the leaves not far away were rustling, it sounded like someone was clapping their hands.

However, the fog was thick, and they couldn't see clearly. They could only hear the whimpering of the ubiquitous mountain wind, like ghosts crying and gods howling.

Coupled with the crooked-neck tree in front of me, it is really weird to the extreme and makes people feel chilly.

The cold sweat on everyone's backs had already soaked their clothes, and when the wind blew, they couldn't help shivering.

Ma Tian couldn't help swallowing, "Then what should we do now."

A ruthless look flashed across Yang Cheng's eyes, "I don't believe what the hell hit the wall, keep going! I don't believe it, I can't get out of this broken mountain!"

At this time, he re-selected a direction opposite to that of the crooked neck tree.

However, it didn't take long before the crooked-neck tree appeared again.

The expressions on everyone's faces became even uglier, and at the same time, an unspeakable fear welled up in their hearts.

Yang Cheng cast a glance, with a gloomy expression, as if he could drip water.

I don't know how long they walked, but they fell into a samsara, and they could see the crooked neck tree every time.

The vast and thick fog formed a strange circle, wrapping them in it, and they could never get out again.

Yang Cheng was sweating profusely and his eyes were scarlet red. When he saw the crooked-necked tree again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"boom!"

He kicked the crooked neck tree and the whole tree shook violently.

"Damn it, I told you to block our way!"

"Isn't it just a broken tree, do you think we will be afraid?"

Yang Cheng kicked one after another, his expression was ferocious, but his brows and eyes were a little flustered.

The crooked neck tree is already thin, and its branches are thin and have been weathered for a long time, making it almost hollow inside.

I only heard a "click" and fell down.

Yang Cheng still seemed to be puzzled, and stomped hard a few times.