Ancient Mirror Demon's House Part 2

"What kind of strange disease?" Xiao Hanyu couldn't help feeling deeply puzzled when he thought about the snake tribe he had just seen and didn't see anything abnormal.Fu Changhuai was also quite puzzled and said, "Can you show us?"

When Han Ling mentioned this strange disease, his expression gradually became solemn and dignified. He nodded and said, "Please come with me." After finishing speaking, Han Ling took Fu Changhuai and others to a tall wooden building at the very edge of the snake clan. building.

But the strange thing is that although the structure of this wooden building is similar to other wooden buildings, there are some abnormalities in the details.The surroundings of the wooden building were covered with white dust, unknown to what, every step leading to the main house was painted with strange totems, and the writing on them was something that Fu Changhuai had never seen before.

It seems that the strange disease of the Snake Clan is unusual, otherwise they wouldn't have been so deliberate and wasteful.Fu Changhuai and others followed Han Ling to the door of the main house. The door was covered with snake patterns painted in vermilion, which looked a little scary at first glance.

Han Ling took out the key from his sleeve, unlocked the snake-shaped copper lock on the main house door, and slowly pushed the wooden door open.Sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the window, Fu Changhuai and others looked in curiously, but couldn't help being stunned...

Jin You finally couldn't hold his breath, and said in a low voice: "There are no snake people here, isn't it just a pile of wooden stakes, patriarch, are you playing with us?"

These words were a bit rude, but Han Ling was not angry, on the contrary, his expression became more gloomy. He stepped into the wooden house, gently stroking the mottled wooden stakes, the skinny bark was rough and rough But Han Ling didn't care.

Fu Changhuai's heart moved, obviously shocked by his own thoughts, he hesitated and said: "Could this be..." Han Ling sighed, with a helpless expression: "That's right, these are the clansmen who have a strange disease ..."

Hearing this, Xiao Hanyu couldn't believe his eyes. He stared at the wooden stakes properly placed on the cotton cloth on the ground, and said in amazement: "Good snake clan, turned into wooden stakes?"

For a while, all the monsters were silent, and they cursed in their hearts, what the hell is this place, people turned into vines, snakes into stakes... No wonder those snake monsters were so afraid of outsiders just now, probably because they have been terrified for a long time, Already jittery.

Fu Changhuai also noticed that this was difficult, and squatted down to check the conditions of these snakes carefully. In fact, they did not turn into wooden stakes, but layers of bark grew around the snakes, gradually wrapping their bodies. Indistinguishable from a stake.

Xiao Hanyu also squatted down at the side, looked at these snakes wrapped in tree bark sympathetically, and asked with some concern: "Then they are... still alive?"

Fu Changhuai stretched out his hand and probed with his spiritual sense for a moment, then nodded and said: "The demon soul is still there, and it is still alive, maybe they can still be saved..." After finishing speaking, Fu Changhuai couldn't help but doubt: "The Fang clan of the magic witch has not found a solution to this monster. Is it the way to get sick?"

Han Ling shook his head and said: "Although our Snake Clan and the Fang Clan depend on each other, the Fang Clan has a death contract. Unless they are separated from the family tree, they are not allowed to leave their clan land. Our clan suffered this catastrophe, although the high priest of the Fang Clan wanted to help , but I have to give some magic weapons."

Fu Changhuai noticed that there were some strange items in the corner of the wooden house, such as a bronze drum wrapped with snake patterns, and an exquisitely hollowed nine-snake ball, etc., which were filled with strands of spiritual energy, which was truly extraordinary.It just seems that it still doesn't have much effect on the strange disease of the snake clan.

Fu Changhuai asked: "How long has this situation been going on?" Han Ling carefully placed a small wooden stake in his hand, and said helplessly, "Since more than a hundred years ago, every ten years, a member of the clan has been able to get on this spot." This strange disease can't be eradicated by any means possible."

Hearing this, Fu Changhuai strengthened his guess, and said solemnly: "Perhaps, this is not some strange disease..." Han Ling raised his head to look at him in surprise when he heard this, but he heard Fu Changhuai continue: "It's a curse..."