I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Chapter 105.

Before answering Lu Jian's question, Hongye realized something more important.

"It's getting foggy."

From the bodies of those corpses, a faint mist filled the air.

The mist looks no different from the mountains, but Lu Jian's intuition tells him that this thing is very dangerous.

After all, it is doubtful why the bodies of those who died a month ago have remained intact.

According to his meager knowledge of biology, after death, the microorganisms in the body should start to decompose the corpse. If the corpse is placed in the wild for a month, in such a humid environment, if it is not embalmed, it will not look like a human being.

But the bodies were intact.

Lu Jian can only think that the microorganisms in these corpses, the microorganisms in the air, have all died.

So, what is there to do this?

The mist began to drift away, and with the direction of the wind, it drifted towards Lu Lian and Hongye.

"It's time to run."

Lu Juan immediately grabbed Hongye's wrist, dragged her and ran outside.

However, outside the shrine, thick fog seems to surround them too.

"Try not to breathe the mist, cough cough."

Momiji coughed and covered her mouth with her sleeve.

She and Lu Jian looked at each other, saw that the pure white mist was about to cover the road down the mountain, and rushed there directly.

Lu Jian conveniently scooped the bottle into the mist, and quickly put the cap on the bottle.

The two entered the fog.

Unlike normal mist, this mist doesn't look wet, and when it hits the face, it has an obvious grainy feel like a sandstorm.

Even though he covered his mouth and nose, Lu Yi still inhaled a bit of mist. Immediately, he felt a burning sensation in his throat and lungs. Yes, the mist flowed into the blood, causing more qualitative changes.

Lu Yi's eyes were red, as if blood was about to spill, and he glanced at the red leaf beside him. The witch's eyes were also red, and the whites of the eyes were bloodshot, but, from Hong Ye's body, there was a faint light, which seemed to form a barrier. Prevents the intrusion of fog.

"Is this the 'spell'?"

The transcendental system of this world seems to be based on the priestess' prayers, enchantments, and the like. Lu Jian and Hongye rushed out of the fog and returned to the climbing path full of torii gates in a rather embarrassed state.

The mist was still hovering on the top of the mountain, like a wild beast, and Lu Jian even saw the ups and downs of the mist as if breathing, but most of the mist quickly gathered and disappeared soon.

The gleam on Hongye's body disappeared, she coughed for a while, spit out a few mouthfuls of dark blood, and turned her head to see that Lu Juan was already lying on the ground.

"cough cough cough cough cough cough"

Lu Lian kept coughing, and the sound seemed to tear the throat pipe. This long-lasting and severe cough was enough to make the muscles in his back cramp. He curled up into a ball. When Hongye approached, he saw Lu Lian's eyes, nose, mouth, Dark blood flowed from the ears.

"Erosion is the erosion of filth"

Hongye did not expect that the Hejima Shrine here has completely fallen, and even the priestess in charge has been killed. This means that Utashima's shrine is completely paralyzed. Facing the impact of the filth on the sea, ordinary people on the island There will be no opposing force.

No, maybe she should have thought that when she saw that mass of flesh and blood monster rushing to the street, Hongye should understand that the island has undergone unimaginable changes, but the agency in charge of the investigation at the beginning insisted on letting it go. She relaxed her vigilance. After all, as the priestess of Hejima Shrine, Hongye clearly knew how difficult it would be to control a shrine on an island.

Even in her dreams, she could never have imagined that the Hejima Shrine, which she was proud of, would be so vulnerable in front of Wei Li, who had not yet known her true identity.

But now is not the time to struggle with beliefs. Hongye stretched out her hand and was about to use the purification technique to treat Lu Lian when she saw the man's cough turned into vomiting. He bent down and spit out a mass of dirty and dark things .

That thing was as big as a palm, and it was shocking, making Hongye's eyelids twitch.

If the erosion reaches this level, I am afraid that Lu Jian's life will be destroyed.

When she took a closer look and tried to distinguish what kind of internal organ it was, she found that the dirty thing was a mass of grass.

Like a grass ball eaten by a cow and regurgitated, that sticky and disgusting thing is really a grass.

Lu Jian vomited out the second ball, the third ball, until he vomited the tenth ball, coughing and vomiting, the violent body trembling subsided a little.

Hongye saw that Lu Jian's arm was pierced by thorns, and creeper-like vegetation was climbing on his body, and several branches hung in the corner of his mouth like saliva.

".What are you backing away from?"

Seeing that Miss Miko suddenly took several steps back and made a defensive gesture, Lu Jian asked.

"Are you alright?"

Hongye asked in a deep voice, staring at Lu Jian with a little vigilance.

This appearance has far exceeded the degree of erosion, and it is no different from those humanoid monsters that have been severely polluted and alienated. If it goes down, it may be the real filth.

Hongye has seen her parents, villagers, and friends become monsters under the pollution of that filth, begging her to kill herself, and after becoming a witch, she has also seen those who had their own lives. , one's own dream, the picture of ordinary people who spend their lives reduced to irrational monsters because of the inadvertent passing of natural disasters.

Seeing Lu Jian's appearance at this moment, although Hongye's heart was turbulent, she was immediately suppressed.

"No problem, it's a pity that there is no sun now, otherwise it will get better faster."

As Lu Jian said, he pulled out the branches from his mouth one by one. Those branches were very long, as if flowing back from the stomach, mixed with gastric juice and black dirty blood.

"Don't worry, I'm just a normal person, these are my friends who help me digest, you know, just like chickens eat stones to help them grind their feed, turtles eat stones to help them digest, that's what it is."

He explained seriously.

".You call this an ordinary person?"

Hongye glanced at the branches on the ground that were still trembling and crawling like worms.

"By the way. Are you okay?"

Lu Jian remembered something, and looked aside again.

This made Hongye take another half step back, because there was no one around Lu Jian!

"who are you talking to?"

Hongye immediately asked.

"My air friend, doesn't everyone in Kazushima have an air friend?"

Lu Jian asked back.

".Who told you that?"

Cold sweat broke out on Hongye's forehead. She considered her words and looked at the void around Lu Lian. With the power of the witch, she concentrated and was able to see the nothingness.

It was the silhouette of a person, standing next to Lu Jian, not interested in the existence of the witch, just standing there.

"Air friend. Zaheshima is a kind of filth that exists in strange stories. It usually comes from one of the twins who died young, or the obsession left after the death of a close friend. Its existence is itself a kind of pollution!! !"

Hongye saw that the silhouette around Lu Jian suddenly changed.

It seemed to turn its head to look at Hongye, and then grinned.

The mouth, split from the shoulder, spanned the chest and abdomen, and ended on the other shoulder.

It noticed the red leaves!