Fabricating myths, starting with the creation of eight fictional ancient tribes

As the old hunter spoke, he gripped his own neck tightly with his hands, as if the invisible noose was still binding him.

"I can't breathe, I'm going to die..."

"Just then, I heard a cough..."

"Cough—cough—"

The old hunter imitated the cough, his voice low and aged.

"With just that one sound, the feeling of being strangled disappeared instantly..."

"I passed out in a daze, and when I woke up..."

"My neck was covered in bloodstains, but the rope on the tree was gone..."

Ren Quanxu felt a chill run down his spine, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

This story is so real that it's impossible to doubt it.

That cough was exactly the same as what that person online, 【秦岭归客】, described!

After hearing this description, the viewers in the live stream completely lost their previous laughter and jeers.

Instead, there was a deep sense of apprehension and suspicion.

"Holy crap... is this really just a coincidence?"

"Was that cough the one the village guardian saved him?"

"If it's true, then what exactly is this village guardian?"

Why can it drink away this filth?

Ren Quanxu took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.

He returned to the convoy, facing the camera, his face somewhat pale.

"Brothers, we've roughly pinpointed the location."

His voice was a little dry, and he didn't seem as confident as before.

"But... to be honest, I'm a little worried right now."

"The old hunter warned me repeatedly that the place was extremely eerie and it was best not to go there."

"Especially that hallucination about hemp rope and gold, it gave me goosebumps."

But when he glanced at the still-high popularity of the live stream, he gritted his teeth.

"However, since I made a promise to everyone, I will not go back on my word."

"That village is extremely remote; cars can't drive in, so you have to walk."

"The road is difficult and dangerous. But to verify whether Ji Xuanyuan's words are true or false, our team will go all out!"

Just then, "Invincible West," who had been following behind, also jumped out in his live stream.

He sat in a luxurious SUV, swirling a glass of red wine in his hand, a disdainful sneer on his face.

"Hehe, keep making things up."

He sarcastically said to the camera, "You've found an old man to put on a double act, haven't you?"

This script is well-written; it's quite scary.

"Is Ren Quanxu also a shill?"

These days, internet celebrities really have no bottom line when it comes to getting views.

"Tonight I'll reach that so-called desolate ancient land! Then, all the lies will crumble on their own!"

At 2 p.m., after resupplying, the large convoy finally set off.

Ren Quanxu's professional off-road vehicle team led the way, followed by dozens of vehicles of all kinds.

The scene was like a long steel dragon forcefully breaking into this mountain that had been silent for thousands of years.

However, as they ventured deeper into the Qinling Mountains, the road conditions deteriorated significantly.

The original cement road turned into a gravel road, and finally into a muddy dirt road.

The vegetation on both sides became increasingly dense, with towering trees blocking out the sun and making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate.

Occasionally, the roars of wild beasts could be heard in the distance, sending chills down one's spine.

Many low-chassis vehicles have broken down and can only be parked on the side of the road.

Those internet celebrities and livestreamers who were originally enthusiastic are now complaining bitterly.

Ren Quanxu continued to lead the way, but by evening, the car could no longer be driven at all.

Ahead lay a primeval forest, with only a barely visible animal trail.

"Everyone disembark! Take your gear and proceed on foot!"

At Ren Quanxu's command, the team members quickly assembled.

They took out machetes and began hacking through the thorns to clear a path.

Three hours later, it was completely dark.

The night in the mountains is so dark that you can't see your hand in front of your face.

Only the beams of flashlights flickered through the trees as Zhang Xing, who was in charge of scouting, ran back, panting heavily.

His face was deathly pale, and his eyes held a hint of terror.

"Boss... Boss..."

Zhang Xing stammered, his voice very low.

"Found it, it's just ahead..."

"But that village is too eerie..."

Ren Quanxu's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed Zhang Xing's shoulder.

"What kind of weird method is this? Explain clearly!"

Zhang Xing swallowed hard and pointed ahead.

"Go see for yourself. I feel like that place isn't fit for the living at all..."

The group quickened their pace.

Ten minutes later.

They finally emerged from the dense forest and arrived at the entrance to a valley.

With the help of the flashlights, everyone could see the outline of the village hidden in the darkness.

Dozens of dilapidated houses are scattered in the valley in a haphazard manner.

There were no lights, no smoke from cooking fires, and not even a dog barking.

A chilling, bone-deep aura swept over us.

At the feet of the crowd stood a broken stone tablet.

The stone tablet was covered with moss, but the bright red characters were still clearly visible.

[Ancient and forbidden land, no living person may enter, only the dead may return.]

These twelve characters are like curses.

It gave everyone goosebumps.

"Ancient Forbidden Land... Isn't that a bit too much of an overstatement?"

"The dead come back? Does that mean you have to run away when the dead come?"

"Why do my legs feel a little weak...?"

The streamers who had been following behind all chickened out at that moment.

They originally came to ride the wave of popularity, but now that they're actually there, none of them dare to take the first step.

Those who were called "burdens" consciously shrank to the back of the line.

Even the one who had been shouting "Invincible in the West" all the way was now hiding in the crowd, not daring to show his face.

He stubbornly insisted in the live stream:

"Send Ren Quanxu to scout ahead first. This is a tactical retreat, understand?"

Ren Quanxu glanced at the live stream; the number of viewers had already exceeded 500,000!

This is already an astronomical figure, and all eyes are on him.

Some people found the place eerie and terrifying, and advised him to leave immediately.

Some people questioned whether this was just an ordinary abandoned mountain village and whether the stone tablet was carved later.

Some people also reminded him to heed the warnings on the stone tablet and not to force his way through.

Ren Quanxu took a deep breath, his eyes hardening. Now that he was here, there was absolutely no reason for him to back down.

"Brothers, grab your gear and stay alert!"

He gave a low shout and drew the dagger from his waist.

"No matter what lies ahead, we'll brave it!"

"Set off!"

Ren Quanxu led his professional team and was the first to cross the stone tablet and enter this forbidden area.

Strangely, the closer one gets to the ancient wilderness, the more bizarre the surrounding scenery becomes.

The grass underfoot was originally taller than a person, but it became shorter and shorter as it reached the edge of the village.

Moreover, they all had a dull, yellowish-gray color, as if their life force had been drained by something.