Chapter 798: Go to Gorim
The torrential rain continued to fall, and the ground was full of potholes, and all they threw up were muddy splashes.
There was something as subtle as an insect that jumped between deep and shallow pits on the water, and gradually gathered into a few puddles at the feet of Zhan Changfeng, and with a casual sweep, you could see what was surging densely in the water.
She popped out a wisp of energy, and as soon as the energy passed, a layer of small yellow-brown insects floated on the surface of the water.
According to the background of this world, the symbol of the end times of this world is the dirty rain and this small insect that eats people.
The small insect is called the locust, and when it transforms and grows, it will become a hard-shelled flying insect, which is also the god of death that the creatures in this world cannot resist.
She collected some larval locusts and kept them for observation and study, and she didn't know if Wu Feiyu would want to make them into Gu.
She didn't think about attacking them, it would be a very troublesome thing to reverse the end of the world, and it would not be completely stopped by covering the filthy rain and the locusts.
The root of the end times lies in the problem of the whole system of existence, if there is an invasion of foreign objects, it is necessary to eliminate or merge foreign objects, if people are "sick", they must be erased and replaced with new creatures who rule the land, but there is humanity, and no monk will blatantly do this.
Fortunately, it is not that there is something wrong with people in this world, but that its original power is decaying, and she observes that what erodes its original power is the legacy of war, the dirty rain and the insects born in the dirty rain.
Wouldn't it be enough to get rid of the rain?
Is that to be eliminated by the beings of the Realm themselves, or by the powerful people in the outside world?
Is it difficult for the Outer Beings to set aside the rain?
It's hard, but it's not necessarily impossible.
However, they won't make a move.
Because of cause and effect, there is life and death in the realm, and the creatures in the realm also have life and death, life and death, but there is life, once you intervene in their life, there will be cause and effect, and this cause and effect is not something that everyone can bear.
There are causes and effects in this world, there are causes for participating in wars, there are enemies and enemies who die on this land, there are countless lives and deaths. The astral realm and the creatures within the astral realm have today's fruits, and they may not have been planted by the original causes.
If you want to change its effect, you have to bear its cause, and a star plane is dragged to death, can you bear it?
At the same time, because of the merits, the Heavenly Dao of this world is too weak, and the merits fed back to them are not even enough to offset the cause and effect brought about by this move.
Most of the monks talk about detachment, and they are most reluctant to carry cause and effect, and even Shinto monks who are in the midst of cause and effect are trying to eliminate the influence of cause and effect by using the methods of merit and luck on the one hand.
Zhan Changfeng couldn't bear this cause and effect, so she wouldn't touch it, so after she measured the coordinates of the universe in this realm, she went to do the task.
She walked in the endless torrential rain, her robe turned into a thick one-piece hat dress as required by the mission, and her face was covered by an iron mask.
It is like a boundless turbid world, only rain and insects, and the long wind is ten miles away, but it quickly sees people.
The main race of this realm are mortals, and their dwellings are built on a foundation stone that is more than a foot high, and there are bridges between the houses, and the houses are made of stone, which is impermeable, leaving only one entrance and exit, and usually even the entrance and exit are blocked.
When Zhan Changfeng looked over, the door of only one house in this area was slightly open, and there was a thin pale human clan next to the door.
He saw the long wind in the rain, and waved his hand happily, because the one-piece clothes that ordinary people wear when they go out are not so good, and some of them go to the ground, but they will be bitten beyond recognition by larval locusts after a while, and if they accidentally encounter adult locusts, there is no scum left.
But this man came from afar, but his clothes were intact!
"Where did you come from, did you send it from the chief? or did you deliver it by a merchant! Can I let you bring something?"
Zhan Changfeng turned his words into spiritual language, and after understanding, he said, "I was ordered to go to a place, can you show me the way?"
The man looked at her confusedly, wondering what it meant to "show the way."
He had spent his whole life on this hundred-acre land as far as he could see, and the thirty-two families here were all he knew, and the ground was too dangerous for them to dare to go down.
The only outsiders who knew were the guards and merchants who dared to walk on the ground, and they sometimes exchanged the seeds of the merchants for pure water if the harvest was good.
If the harvest is not good, you can only find a way to catch the insects in the water and eat them.
He remembered that the smell was a little disgusting, lowered his head and retched a few times, looked up, he saw that the man had already walked away, "Come back, come back, can I exchange some seeds with you, the land in our shed can be planted, but there are no seeds, it has been a long time since a merchant has come, not even a guard!"
"Really, I just want to change some seeds!"
His shouts drove the doors of the other rooms open, and they seemed to realize something, screaming with anger, sadness, numbness, and crying.
Zhan Changfeng returned, and she asked again, "Who knows where Gorim is, or where the other settlements are." ”
The people cried louder and louder, until someone held out an old woman who was thin as a handful of bones, the old woman's mouth opened and closed, and there was no sound, but the person holding her understood and said loudly, "We only know the direction of the leader's settlement, and there should be someone in the leader's settlement who knows Gorim!"
He pointed to the south, "Go there, go there and you'll be the Chief's Settlement!"
Zhan Changfeng threw them a bag of seeds with a slight aura, this seed is very adaptable, and can survive in the harsh mortal soil, "Don't dig it out after it grows, just cut off the fruit on it and eat it, and it will grow next time." ”
Heavy rains are said to be the norm here, and it is said that it only occasionally clears, and when the weather is clear, the larvae in the water quickly grow into adults and reproduce.
She went south, up a hillside, and saw a broken chain bridge, with a settlement at the other end of the bridge, and a river of yellow water under the bridge, and dense insects churning in every wave.
The Yellow Water River stretches endlessly, how much like their hotbed.
Zhan Changfeng's mind moved, and the broken chain bridge was reconnected, and she walked across the bridge to the chief's settlement, and asked for the direction of Gorim again.
Their leader said, "Gorim is also a leader settlement, we occasionally trade, but a month ago, the people over there did not come, and the people we went there did not come back, if you want to go, please help us ask the whereabouts of our people." ”
Then the leader brought the most precious thank-you gift, a glass of slightly muddy water, and there was an unknown variety of vermilion fruit in it.
Zhan Changfeng declined his kindness and continued to Gorim.
Gorim is her mission point, and the mission says that all the people there are dead, and it is suspected that an evil spirit was born.