Live Expedition: Play as a cold-faced unicorn at the beginning

Chapter 51 Dancing in the Moonlight

After the two pits were dug, Jiang Sheng buried the tall one-eyed man and Rong Tao, and stood beside the grave, watching quietly for a while, thinking about something.

At this time, the bright moonlight swayed down from the sky, and the eyes suddenly brightened.

Jiang Sheng looked up, and suddenly, there was a full moon like a jade plate in the sky.

It looks hazy from a distance, as if there is a layer of fine hair growing on the edge, which looks clear and cold.

The strange appearance of the full moon has no warning, and it is not a good omen without even thinking about it.

Looking around, Jiang Sheng was vigilant, but he didn't find anything unusual.

Taking a last look at the two graves, Jiang Sheng raised his feet and wandered through the stone carving forest without staying any longer, guessing that the full moon probably has something to do with the stone carvings of women.

Collecting all the human body parts to form a new body must have an ulterior secret, and now it seems that something is going to be implemented.

And Jiang Sheng didn't care about these, he only had one idea: to find the stone carving of the woman and kill her.

Along the way, too cold and lonely.

There is no wind, no will-o'-the-wisp, as if he is the only one left, lonely in the world.

About ten minutes later, when I moved my ears, something sounded.

Jiang Sheng stopped in his tracks, listened intently, and suddenly realized that it was a woman singing.

I don't know where it came from. It was thin and light at first, and then the volume was raised, as if you could see the melodious curve undulating and washing away.

The singing is not good or bad, but weird and very inconsistent, with an ancient singing voice and vague intonation. It sounds like a complicated and rare special language, and I don't know what it is singing.

Soon, the singing echoed throughout the stone carving forest.

An even weirder change occurred, all the stone sculptures suddenly started to move, without any signs of attack, but prostrate on the ground at the same time, like a shivering cub.

At the same time, the field of vision has become much wider.

With just one glance, Jiang Sheng saw a wooden platform that was not too high and not too short in the distance ahead, on which there was a vague figure dancing under the moon, accompanied by singing.

For some reason, Jiang Sheng felt a deep sense of exhaustion, his head became dizzy, and he lost control of his body.

Trying to get rid of this state, like a drowning person, desperately trying to grasp everything, but only water and darkness surround him.

At this time, Jiang Sheng realized a serious problem.

The body is walking involuntarily, towards the high platform in the distance.

Step by step, gradually approaching.

On the high platform is a woman, wearing an ancient moon robe, dancing like a clever bird, and she is also the one who hums the song.

The woman's state is very strange, not sober, but intoxicated, unconscious.

As they get closer, Jiang Sheng's perception becomes clearer.

A woman looks beautiful, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as a country and a city, but her hair destroys all the beauty, which makes people daunting.

That's right.

The hair is a living snake as thin as hair, also twisting and dancing.

In an instant, Jiang Sheng understood that Rong Tao's guess was right, it was really "Medusa".

In addition to the woman, there is also a huge sarcophagus on the high platform, with complicated inscriptions carved on it, and the coffin board is tightly covered, and it is unknown what monster is hidden inside.

The singing quickly reached a climax, and the women's dancing movements became larger and larger.

At the same time, the feeling of fatigue is getting heavier and heavier.

There was also a pair of hands forcibly dragging Jiang Sheng down.

Jiang Sheng couldn't even gather his strength to struggle.

After an unknown amount of time, a white light suddenly appeared and his consciousness returned. Jiang Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that the appearance in front of him had changed drastically.

At this time, he was in a temple.

It was dark outside, but candles were brightly lit inside.

Jiang Sheng took a glance, the incense was very strong, enshrining the statue of the Goddess, who was a fairy living in Guanghan Palace on the Moon.

In the temple, not only him, but also two women.

One was tied to a red nanmu column, her body was covered with cuts and bruises, her limbs seemed to have been broken, and blood rolled down to form a pool of blood. She lowered her head and couldn't see her appearance clearly.

The other one was kneeling in a pool of blood, weeping softly, muttering something.

Jiang Sheng saw her face clearly, it was a dancing woman in white robe.

The woman in white robe raised her face, grabbed the injured woman's sleeve, shook it desperately, and shouted loudly.

"Sister! Sister, wake up, wake up!"

After shouting a few words, the injured woman was finally awakened, coughed heavily, and slowly raised her head.

Jiang Sheng: "..."

At this moment, he saw the woman's face clearly, and it was exactly the same as the woman's stone carving.

Jiang Sheng subconsciously grasped the ancient black gold knife, slashed straight at it, but passed through.

Only then did he realize that his state was like a bystander in a certain memory.

Seeing the stone carving woman wake up, the woman in white robe was very excited.

"Sister, it's great that you're finally awake."

"Bah." The stone carving woman spit out a mouthful of blood on the face of the white-robed woman, her voice hoarse: "Su Lingyin, do you want me to wake up so badly because you were tortured in a coma?"

The white-robed woman was stunned for a moment, her face darkened, and she seemed to be aggrieved, "Sister, I didn't mean to torture you, it was because you were disobedient and insisted on letting me go."

As he spoke, a twist appeared on Su Lingyin's face.

"Aren't you the one who loves me the most? It's been the same since I was a child, food, drink, play, everything is given to me, why can't I do it now? Don't I just want to be a priest?"

The stone carving woman scolded: "Are you crazy! You can't be a sacrificial priest at all! You are not talented enough, and your cultivation is mediocre. Apart from being well-dressed and eloquent, what else can you do..."

He took a heavy breath.

"Being a sacrificial priest is not as good as you think."

"Hehe." Su Lingyin slowly stood up from the pool of blood, her eyes became indifferent: "Su Lingyu! Are you my real sister? So I am like this in your eyes!"

"What's so bad about being a sacrificial priest? The tribe doesn't know why they have to make that kind of decision, they are all going to die! But the sacrificial priests are different, and they can live in other ways, while we can only be buried as funeral objects and die forever! I I don't want to die, I want to live."

Looking at the crazy sister, the stone-carved woman only had deep disappointment on her face.

She sighed and said, "Even if you kill me, you won't be able to become a sacrificial priest, you just changed to another person."

When Su Lingyin heard this, she smiled instead of anger, very confident.

"No! I will become a sacrificial priest."

"Sister, do you know? I have been jealous of you since I was a child."

"We are sisters, why is your talent so good, but I can't?"

"Obviously I pretend to be well-behaved, I can please everyone, and win everyone's love, but why do people think of me only for insignificant things? When there are important decisions, they always choose you? Is it because of your talent?"

"Not fair, so unfair!"

"Hehe." Su Lingyu sneered, "Haven't you ever thought about it, did you spend all your time on messy things? The talent is not good, and you don't know how to practice. Learn the inheritance of the clan as soon as possible? Practice hard, that's all, strength wins all."

"Really? Then why did you fall into my hands? And become a useless person?"

(End of this chapter)