It was a huge stone statue with three heads covered in moss. The statue was about two meters tall and was covered in vines. The carvings on the stone statue were very detailed. Even after the passage of time, Zuo Qingcang could still see the hatred and ferocity on the statue's face, as if it had been tortured by something it had never experienced before.
It seemed normal to see such a stone statue in such an ancient civilization's building complex. However, the problem was that just a minute ago, Zuo Qingcang clearly remembered that there was no stone statue in front of him.
So where did this stone statue come from?
Zuo Qingcang frowned and touched the stone statue gently with the long spear in his hand. From the sound of it, it seemed to be made of stone. Then he walked around the stone statue again, but could not find the reason why it suddenly appeared.
The situation seemed a little strange. Zuo Qingcang wondered if he should go back first. Just as he was thinking, he raised his head and looked at the road he came from. His eyes were full of shock.
The road he walked all the way here had disappeared without him noticing. The vines and branches that he cut off seemed to have all grown back. The surrounding forest suddenly became very dense. The sunlight in the sky was blocked by layers of dense leaves, and only a dim light could be felt.
He did not know when, but the forest was quiet. Even the chirping of birds and insects had disappeared. Only the sound of Zuo Qingcang's breathing was left.
Zuo Qingcang wondered if he remembered the wrong route. He turned his head again to look at the other side of the forest, but found that the stone face covered in moss was only a few feet away from him.
"F * ck." This was what Zuo Qingcang shouted.
'This stone statue is alive.' This was what he thought in his heart.
The next moment, his body's instincts were activated. The muscles in his arms tightened, and his waist twisted. The strength in his body was squeezed into a ball and transferred to his palms. Then, Zuo Qingcang's bamboo spear stabbed at the stone statue in front of him like a shooting star.
Kala kala sounds rang out, and under the powerful pressure, the bamboo spear exploded into a myriad of bamboo threads after it collided against the stone statue's neck. At the same time, Zuo Qingcang borrowed the force from this stab with both hands and leaped back rapidly.
The stone statue that was pierced by the bamboo spear roared and pounced at Zuo Qingcang fiercely.
'This thing is not something that can be stopped by human strength.'
When the bamboo spear pierced into the stone statue, Zuo Qingcang clearly understood from the feeling of the bamboo spear that no matter what this stone monster was, it was definitely not something that he could fend off with his body of flesh and blood.
After leaping back a few steps, Zuo Qingcang rolled on the ground, and a loud bang rang out. It was as if a container truck had dropped onto the concrete floor. A huge pit had been formed at the spot where he had been standing earlier. Seeing this, Zuo Qingcang's expression changed. He understood that the stone statue's weight and strength were much stronger than he had expected. Just a scratch from it would be enough to break his bones.
After rolling a few times and landing on all fours, Zuo Qingcang suddenly exerted force with both hands and feet. His whole body was like a ferocious tiger that had been released from its cage. Sticking close to the rotten leaves on the ground, Zuo Qingcang flew out and disappeared into the surrounding forest.
A series of clean and neat movements. If it had been the Zuo Qingcang from his previous life, he might not have been able to do it so cleanly and powerfully. However, after using Liu Zhicheng's body for the past few days, he realized that Liu Zhicheng's physical fitness was better than he had imagined. Whether it was strength, speed, endurance, or explosive force, they were all far superior to Zuo Qingcang's body in the past.
He believed that with his current body, he would be able to take on three people at once if he were to fight with his previous self.
Therefore, relying on his agile body and powerful explosive power, Zuo Qingcang could not be bothered about being scratched by the branches and vines. He darted about in the forest, continuously distancing himself from the stone statue. Like a huge python, he dashed toward the depths of the forest at great speed.
Behind Zuo Qingcang, the stone statue that was over two meters tall let out a terrifying bellow and crushed through the trees that Zuo Qingcang had passed through. It let out a series of rumbling sounds and followed closely behind Zuo Qingcang like a bulldozer.
However, Zuo Qingcang was made of flesh and blood after all. Although he had not been caught up to for the time being by relying on the explosive force from his muscles and the stimulation from his adrenaline secretion, it was impossible for him to continue moving at full speed through the dense forest with all four limbs on the ground.
This was not because of the burden on his body, but because of the complex environment of the dense forest. Running at such a high speed like this was very dangerous.
Within a short two minutes, Zuo Qingcang could already feel that he was panting. He took some time to take a look at his surroundings and realized that he had unknowingly run into an unknown dense forest. There were rocks covered by vines, branches, and leaves everywhere. However, as the plants here were too densely packed, Zuo Qingcang was unable to see what exactly was under the cover of the vegetation.
Suddenly, a tree hole flashed before Zuo Qingcang. Before he could think too much about it, he felt a strong gust of evil wind blowing at the back of Zuo Qingcang's head. The stone statue had already punched out toward his head.
He did not have time to think. He used all his strength to jump into the tree hole and continuously crawled into the depths of the forest. At this time, in the midst of the stone statue's roars, Zuo Qingcang only had one word in his mind: run. As he flew deeper into the forest, the stone statue's voice became more and more distant, and the tree hole became narrower and narrower. In the end, he could only crawl through the gaps between the branches.
When Zuo Qingcang felt exhausted and gradually stopped, he could no longer hear the stone statue's roars. He lay in the bushes and began to pant heavily. The ferocious face of the stone statue kept replaying in his mind.
What the hell is that?
Have I shaken it off?
Zuo Qingcang panted as he observed the surrounding terrain. The place he was hiding in was shockingly dense with countless tree roots and branches entangled together to form tree holes. It was barely enough for a person to crawl through.
In such a place, he could not even stand up. In addition, there was almost no sunlight shining in. The whole tree hole was pitch-black, and it was very oppressive. However, with the danger of the stone statue outside, Zuo Qingcang could only brace himself and continue moving forward.
More than ten minutes later, the darkness seemed to have swallowed all the light. The whole tree hole was silent, and only the sound of Zuo Qingcang's heavy breathing could be heard. He was counting in his mind to estimate the time while crawling forward. Zuo Qingcang secretly planned that if he could not find a way out after crawling for another 20 minutes, he would go back and see if the stone statue had left.
However, amidst this silence, a series of rustling sounds suddenly rang out from the darkness. The sound appeared very abrupt amidst the silence, and when Zuo Qingcang heard it, he felt his heartbeat quicken a little.
Because although the voice was sometimes high and sometimes low, intermittent, it clearly sounded like the voice of a woman.
In a deserted island, in a pitch-black tree hole, a person who had just been chased by a stone statue would be scared to death if he heard such a voice.
However, Zuo Qingcang still maintained a certain level of calmness. He slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and then listened to the direction of the voice.
The voice sounded like the night wind blowing in a high-rise building or in the mountains, but it was a lot softer. It sounded like a woman whispering in the dark. However, what made Zuo Qingcang feel strange was that he could not feel the slightest trace of wind in the tree hole he was in.
Cold sweat slowly emerged from the tip of Zuo Qingcang's nose. He held the dagger in his hand and slowly crawled towards the direction of the voice. In the darkness, the branches and vines above his head slowly brushed against his body, as if someone was caressing his body with their hands.
As he slowly approached the direction of the voice, Zuo Qingcang guessed the source of the sound. Logically speaking, the first thing he thought of was the sound of wind. Then, he would be able to find the exit of the tree hole.
Secondly, it was the sound of some kind of animal. Then, he should be able to find the exit from the animal's nest.
The most unlikely thing was naturally the sound of a human's voice.
However, when he thought of the strange things that had happened one after another after coming to this world, Zuo Qingcang could not help but think of a fourth possibility.
'It can't be a female ghost, right?
'But even if it's a female ghost, it's still better than being smashed into a meat patty by the stone statue.'
The voice sounded too much like a woman talking to herself. Even the intonation sounded a bit like the language of Da Qi State. However, no matter how hard Zuo Qingcang tried to listen, he could not understand what the other party was saying.
Sometimes, it sounded like she was crying and complaining. Her tone was wet and wet.
Zuo Qingcang could only hold his breath and concentrate as he slowly crawled in the direction of the voice. As the voice in his ears grew louder and louder, a foul smell gradually came from the tree hole. At the same time, spots of fluorescent light gradually lit up in the darkness. Those fluorescent lights danced and jumped in the darkness. They looked like some kind of fluorescent insects, illuminating the surrounding tree hole in a green color.
However, Zuo Qingcang's attention was no longer here because the foul smell coming from his nose was getting more and more obvious. Whether it was Zuo Qingcang, who had rolled in the Asura Field in his previous life, or Liu Zhicheng, who had lived on the battlefield in this life, this foul smell was not unfamiliar to him.
It was the smell of corpses. It was the smell of a large number of corpses piled up. When Liu Zhicheng was serving in the Northern Battlefront Army, the Da Qi State had once buried 100,000 soldiers of the White Wolf Tribe alive. The smell was unforgettable.
Zuo Qingcang was now sure that under the dreamy fluorescent light in front of him, there were definitely many rotting corpses. He did not know how many corpses there were and who the owners of the corpses were.
However, he was sure that there was a great danger hidden in the tree hole in front of him.
The muscles on his back tightened. His whole body was like a frightened beast as he slowly retreated in the direction he came from. However, before he could take a few steps back, the sound of a withered branch being crushed suddenly rang out under Zuo Qingcang's body.
As this sound rang out, the woman who had been talking to herself seemed to be frightened and immediately stopped talking.
In this silence, Zuo Qingcang lay motionless on the ground. He could even clearly hear the sound of his own heart beating.
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