Excessive ferocity due to caution

Chapter 149 "The Curse of Zili" - Landry's Torture

Liao Yun's rationality told him that he shouldn't trust this madman in front of him.

A weak outsider dared to spout nonsense, claiming he could make a deal that even the mountain god couldn't refuse.

How absurd is this?

"If we let you into the mountains, you won't satisfy the mountain god... and we will also be implicated."

"The mountain god's attitude towards outsiders... has always been very bad!"

Liao Yun's tone softened, but he was still hesitant.

Zhao Yi stepped forward and, under the tense gaze of the two women beside him, said:

"Village chief, you have to give to receive!"

"The fact that I was able to sneak into this place at least proves that I'm not stupid."

"Of course I know how dangerous the mountains behind Zili Village are."

"Why would I go to that place if I wasn't absolutely certain?"

Liao Yun remained silent.

I thought about it for a few minutes.

During this time, he glanced at the two silent and uneasy women.

"The road to the mountain god's temple is difficult to travel, and you can only go there by yourself."

"I won't let anyone else in the village go on this adventure with you."

"We cannot withstand the wrath of the mountain god!"

He took a small wooden sign off his person and handed it to Zhao Yi.

Upon seeing this, Liao Hongsong immediately took out a wooden plaque from his person and was about to hand it to Zhao Yi.

"Use mine... This whole thing started because of me, so even if the mountain god gets angry because of it, Father shouldn't have to bear the consequences..."

Liao Yun glared at her:

"Take it back!"

"You old fool, I'm not dead yet!"

"Since when did it become your place, a junior, to speak?"

Hong Song bit her lip tightly, wanting to say something more, but seeing that Liao Yunyi had made up her mind, she could only sigh softly and put away her wooden sign.

Their names were written in blood on these wooden plaques.

These are the "identity cards" of the villagers of Zili Village.

Liao Yun said to Zhao Yi:

"This wooden sign can only help you pass through the mountain gate at the back of the mountain."

"You are cursed by the mountain god; you may encounter strange things if you go up the mountain..."

Whether you can reach the Mountain God Temple depends on your own fate!

"Also... remember, once you enter the back mountain, you absolutely must not lose this identification tag!"

"absolute!!"

"Otherwise, you'll encounter something truly terrifying!"

Zhao Yi agreed and accepted the wooden plaque.

Items that do not belong to him cannot be placed in his inventory.

"By the way, I'm not the only one who came to Zili Village this time."

"Could you do me another favor..."

Zhao Yi put the wooden sign down, looked up and smiled.

"There's a guy named Zhou Junqiang who fled to the east of the village. You can take some men to search for him... But don't kill him, leave him for me."

"If I don't come back today, then you can kill me."

Liao Yun agreed.

Compared to letting Zhao Yi enter the back mountain, this is really nothing.

...

Having taken the identification tag given to him by the village chief, Zhao Yi quietly sneaked into the back mountain, following the map of the village's sentry posts provided by Liao Yun.

There, there is a large bronze gate.

Close it tightly.

Zhao Yi fumbled around for a while, seemingly looking for something.

Meanwhile, the K-49 in the inventory was trembling.

Finally, after confirming that there was no keyhole on the door, Zhao Yi reluctantly took out the identity card given to him by the old village chief.

欪！

A slight sound was heard.

A streak of blood-red light appeared on Tongmen Mountain, gradually forming a blood-red eye. It glanced at the identity token in Zhao Yi's hand and then slowly disappeared.

Slightly——

The bronze gate was wide open.

A winding mountain road came into view.

It was unremarkable; at first glance, there was no mountain of corpses or sea of blood as I had imagined.

Zhao Yi stepped through the bronze door, which slammed shut behind him. When he turned around, the bronze door had vanished...

Behind him was an abyss!

The fog, like a veil, enveloped the outside of the mountain.

Upon entering this path, Zhao Yi suddenly forgot many things...

All he remembered was that he was going to the mountain god's temple.

As for many other things, Zhao Yi had forgotten them all.

For example, the village chief and his daughter, and the village chief's instructions.

The identification tag on his chest gradually turned into... a lighter.

He drove up the mountain road.

The surroundings were as silent as a tomb.

There is no wind.

The leaves didn't move at all.

It was as if it were still.

The hairs on Zhao Yi's back stood on end slightly.

It seemed as if something was watching me from the shadows.

We've traveled about halfway.

Looking down the mountain from the winding mountain road through the thin mist, you can see the entire view of Zili Village.

The construction is quite impressive; if it weren't for the terrifying curse, it might be a decent tourist attraction.

Zhao Yi continued walking.

A large truck appeared at the bend ahead.

The car seems to have stalled.

The driver was parked outside the car door, wearing a hat and smoking with his head down.

He twitched his finger.

Unburnt sparks scattered along with cigarette ash.

Like a life struggling to survive.

The truck driver ignored Zhao Yi and just kept smoking.

Zhao Yi walked past him and continued uphill.

But about five minutes later, he saw the truck driver again.

The other person was still smoking.

But the cigarette in his hand was almost burned out.

The atmosphere was strangely eerie.

The two still didn't interact, and Zhao Yi continued walking up the mountain.

Sure enough, five minutes later, Zhao Yi ran into him again.

The details on their bodies are exactly the same.

It's the same person.

The driver took one last drag of his cigarette, threw away the butt, and pulled out another cigarette from his pocket.

However, he fumbled for a lighter for a while but couldn't find it.

He looked around.

"It didn't fall off..."

"Strange, where did it go..."

"Did he fall off the cliff?"

The truck driver muttered to himself for a while before fixing his gaze on Zhao Yi.

He beamed with joy when he saw Zhao Yi.

"Hey buddy, can I borrow a light?"

"My lighter probably fell off the cliff."

Zhao nodded.

He took a lighter out of his shirt pocket and handed it to the truck driver.

The driver glanced at the lighter in Zhao Yi's hand, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He thanked Zhao Yi with a cheerful smile and walked towards him.

He reached out, about to take the lighter from Zhao Yi's hand.

The latter suddenly withdrew his hand.

The truck driver's smile froze.

Zhao Yi stared at the truck driver's face:

"I just suddenly thought of something very important."

Upon hearing this, the truck driver's expression subtly changed.

The peace and tranquility gradually disappeared.

Instead, an increasingly intense sense of ferocity has emerged!

really,

Have we been discovered?

What a vigilant fellow...

But do you think that's all?

Ha ha!

My phantom spirit is not so easily...

Just as the truck driver was about to turn evil, Zhao Yi suddenly snatched the cigarette from his hand and threw it over the cliff!

The driver turned his head and watched the pack of cigarettes fall down the mountain, momentarily stunned.

Zhao Yi patted his shoulder in a serious tone:

Did you know? Smoking is harmful to your health!

"According to reliable reports, for every cigarette a person smokes, that cigarette is inhaled."

"So don't smoke, starting with me!"

The truck driver stiffly turned his head, staring at Zhao Yi's face, a question mark appearing on his forehead.

What are you talking about sending things?

"This lighter isn't good either; keeping it makes you want to smoke all the time."

"We need to find a way to get rid of it!"

Zhao Yi frowned as he looked at the lighter in his hand.

The truck driver snapped out of his daze and, seeing that Zhao Yi was considering starting the engine, quickly and happily chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"A lighter isn't good either, let's just throw it away!"

Zhao nodded and leaned back.

He grabbed the lighter with his arm and swung it around.

A beautiful parabola was drawn, but just as the lighter was about to leave his palm, Zhao Yi suddenly clenched his hand and pulled the lighter back.

The truck driver next to him was just getting excited when he was immediately dampened by his enthusiasm.

His eyes were already bloodshot.

"Didn't you say lighters were bad?"

"Why haven't you thrown it away yet?"

Zhao Yi said with a solemn expression:

"Things aren't that simple."

"You really think...this is a lighter?"

The truck driver's pupils contracted.

We've found it!

My illusion... has been discovered!

Since that's the case...

Then don't blame me for being ruthless...

He secretly pulled a knife from behind his clothes.

A cold light gleamed.

The next moment, Zhao Yi said:

"A single spark can start a prairie fire!"

"The weather has been dry lately. What if a lighter with a full cartridge explodes and causes a fire if thrown down?"

"As beautiful beings in this world, we should join hands to build a better world. I absolutely cannot do irresponsible things like littering lighters!"

After saying that, Zhao Yi righteously put the lighter back into his pocket.

It felt as if I had saved the world!

The truck driver's breath caught in his throat!

This guy... is he fucking insane?!

"If you're worried about causing a fire, why don't you just leave it on the side of the road?"

The truck driver made another suggestion, his tone already showing anxiety.

Zhao asked in return:

"If someone like you wants to smoke but doesn't have a lighter, and happens to see a lighter on the roadside, wouldn't they just pick it up and use it?"

The truck driver's forehead veins were bulging.

"Nobody comes this way!"

Zhao Yi:

"Then how did I get here?"

Truck driver:

"You're special!"

Zhao Yi:

"What's so special about it?"

After a long silence, the truck driver, suppressing his urge to explode, gritted his teeth and said:

"You... are more handsome!"

Snapped!

Zhao patted its shoulder:

"Why!"

"If someone praises me like that, I usually criticize them for lying and calling it shameful!"

"But you seem like an honest guy, you're definitely not lying!"

The truck driver managed a weak smile.

"Big brother!"

"You have a really good eye for people!"

"Ever since I was in my mother's womb, a fortune teller pointed at my mother's belly and said, 'This boy's biggest problem will be that he can't lie!'"

"Now, do you believe what I'm saying?"

Zhao nodded:

"believe."

"So, does that mean I really am a handsome guy?"

The truck driver choked.

Clenching his fists tightly.

"I meant... the lighter thing..."

Zhao Yi immediately realized:

"oh!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"lighter!"

The truck driver breathed a sigh of relief.