Chapter 303 From the Foot of the Mountain to the Top of the Mountain

"I want to go up the mountain?"

Zheng Qing clenched his fists and repeated this thought in his mind.

The night was cool, and the echo deep in the mountains was silent for a long time, and then the buzz slowly started again:

"...Buzz...on the mountain, the mountain is where the gods reside...Buzz...the mist surrounding the peak is always full of sadness. Those fogs are exactly the thoughts of the gods echoing in the world...Buzz..."

The young public-funded student suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He looked at his companion, nodded affirmatively, and then immediately closed his eyes again, echoing that thought in his mind:

"I want to go up the mountain!"

"...Buzz...Everyone in the world is an animal tamer, and that beast is everyone's own temperament...Buzz...Everyone in the world is a climber, and the mountain that spans all The high mountain in front of people is the Kara Mountain in front of you... Hum... It exists in the deepest part of everyone's consciousness, and it is the place where the gods rest... Hum..."

"I want to go up the mountain!!"

“…Buzz…the soil binds the trees to the earth as a reward for cultivation…Buzz…the sky asks for nothing and allows the trees to grow freely…Buzz…the gods hate their heaven and envy man…Buzz… Buzz…”

Zheng Qing opened his fists in frustration and looked at his companions.

"If you focus on a certain thought, you can indeed hear some different words." He spread his palms and looked at the green beans in his palms, with a bit of distress in his tone: "And those words sound quite reasonable, just listen to them. I don’t know how to get up the mountain.”

"Be patient," Xiao Xiao glanced at the vague monsters outside the small courtyard and said, "Anyway, we have no other choice now."

"Why don't you try shooting into the house?" Zhang Jixin gave the most direct but brutal suggestion: "Blow out the dark wizard... He must give an explanation."

Zheng Qing was slightly tempted by this suggestion.

But it's just tempting.

When his eyes turned to the monsters outside the small courtyard, to Nikita and Zhu Zhu, then to the silent house under the night, and finally fell on the rune gun in his hand, the wizard shook his head and gave up the idea he had just hatched. That thought.

In a short period of time, he only had one bullet and three unstable factors around him.

The deterrent effect of rune bullets can be maintained maximum only when they are in the box.

When he pulled the trigger and handed over the rune bomb, he also handed over the initiative that the Sin Hunting Team maintained at the moment. Not to mention the joy and anger of the dark wizard Engla, Nikita next to him will definitely take the opportunity to rebel.

So he clenched the green pea in his hand, intending to close his eyes again and listen to the echoes deep in the mountains again.

At this time, Zhu Si, who had been curled up in Jiang Yu's arms, suddenly spoke.

"If we want to go up the mountain, why don't we keep climbing towards the highest point?" She frowned, her big eyes full of strange colors: "If we climb to the highest point, wouldn't we just go up the mountain?"

Yes, why not climb to the highest point?

Why do we have to be so entangled in this small courtyard?

Why do everyone subconsciously ignore this most obvious fact?

Zheng Qing's heart reverberated with these sudden sounds, "climb the mountain", "climb the mountain" and "climb the mountain". The sounds set off huge waves in the lake in his heart, and even shook the blue cyclone that had been slowly growing.

Until finally, the sound of "climbing the mountain" completely drowned out the echo from the depths of the mountain brought by Qingdou. He vaguely heard an extremely weak and extremely distant sigh.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze under the sigh.

Then the next second, Zheng Qing opened his eyes. The dark crucible, the dilapidated well, the deserted small courtyard, and the old house silent in the night, like clouds torn apart by the strong wind, quickly disappeared in the young world. In the wizard's sight.

As if a giant leaned down from behind the clouds, Zheng Qing felt as if he was picked up by the giant's palm and walked straight through the old and gloomy house.

The closed door, the dark wall, the thick stone tablet, the huge figure, the creeping shadow, none of them could stop him from moving forward.

Countless inexplicable images and sounds rushed into his mind crazily at this moment.

Zheng Qing felt that the magic power in the talisman bullet in the magazine was soaring at a clearly perceptible speed. It seemed that the next second, the talisman bullet would be shot out of the gun uncontrollably.

Snapped.

He fell heavily to the ground, and just when he was about to burst his head from the messy knowledge, everything returned to calm.

Zheng Qing groaned lowly, struggled, and got up from the ground.

There was darkness and silence all around, and he could vaguely feel a huge shadow hanging over his head. The wizard fumbled, took out his book of magic from his pocket, and pulled out a lighting spell:

"Hey, that little star is in the east."

Three or five dim light spots emerged in the darkness, and then expanded rapidly with the blessing of magic power. In the blink of an eye, they grew from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a basketball. A faint light fell from the milky white sphere, illuminating the surrounding area.

Zheng Qing immediately realized that he was no longer in Engla's old house.

This is a gently sloping hillside full of rocks, cracks and snow. It is very cold around and the air is a bit thin. Although the robe is attached with a heat preservation charm, it still cannot prevent the chill that invades the bone marrow from spreading bit by bit.

Several other hunters in the Forgiveness Hunting Team and the two banshee captives lay scattered and unconscious around him. Zhu Si held Maodou's neck and sat on it, throwing fist-sized fireballs downwards one after another.

By the light of the small star, Zheng Qing saw those fireballs being smashed on a group of vague creatures. They tried hard to avoid the fireballs, and their sharp claws and teeth exuded an icy aura in the dim light.

It was those Tindalos hounds outside the door earlier.

It is indeed known as the most difficult magical creature to get rid of, but under such circumstances, it can still cling to them like maggots on the tarsal bones.

"While those two little goblins are still awake, give them a hard blow." Zhu Si took out a fireball and threw it downwards, while shouting at the wizard: "Keep them hurt." , to have a chance to leave here.”

Even though Zheng Qing had thousands of questions in his heart, this was not the opportunity to ask them.

He glanced at Nikita who was still unconscious on the ground, no longer hesitated, leveled the rune gun in his hand, pointed the muzzle at the vague figures lingering in the darkness, and pulled the trigger.

A stream of light flashed.

Along with a shrill scream, Zheng Qing felt as if Kelashan let out a low groan. He didn't care to check what he had destroyed with this shot, but quickly pressed a new rune bomb into the magazine.

The slender pipe was unblocked again, and the pressure in the nearly exploding cyclone in the sea of ​​consciousness found a new release channel, and finally slowly stabilized.