Chapter 13 Dilemma

After leaving the village, Ding Yi followed the marks on the quicksand map and observed as he walked, and soon came to the edge of the map.

"It turned out to be an intersection."

At this moment, Ding Yi frowned as he looked at the forked road in front of him.

In this deserted place, there are no road signs, no pedestrians asking for directions, and no maps. This is a very troublesome thing.

After all, once you choose the wrong direction and mistakenly enter the place marked with a red cross, you are really asking for death.

But the quicksand diagram in Ding Yi's hand didn't react at all. All the marks were completely cut off at this point. It seemed that the back of the two roads was cut off by something, which made him feel a little unusual.

After a slight hesitation, Ding Yi decided to choose a road to walk around first, otherwise it would be useless to waste time here.

"God bless you."

Ding Yi tightened the package he was carrying, then took the fork on the right and took a resolute step.

Ten minutes later...

Ding Yi stared blankly at the same fork in the road in front of him, couldn't help but rub his eyes, and then looked at a big rock beside the road.

He was deeply impressed by this big stone. It was the big stone in the center of the previous intersection, and now it appeared again in the center of this fork in the road. This had to give Ding Yi an ominous premonition.

"No way..."

Cold sweat broke out on Ding Yi's forehead. Then he ran to the big stone and carved a few scratches with a sickle. Then he didn't care about anything else and hurriedly walked towards the fork on the left again.

About ten minutes later, Ding Yi once again stood in front of the same three-way intersection. He looked at the huge stone in front of him and the familiar patterns carved on it, and finally determined a fact.

He's trapped here!

"I didn't expect to encounter the legendary trick wall here. No wonder, no wonder the quicksand diagram can't show the icon behind it..."

Ding Yi's eyes were blank, he was muttering to himself, and his right hand holding the sickle hung down feebly.

Not being able to get out means that he will have to face that weird Taoist temple a month later. The thought of all the weird scenes he encountered in the Taoist temple immediately made Ding Yi feel numb.

"Damn it! I just want to develop well! Why are you forcing me!!"

Ding Yi stared blankly at the big rock in front of him. After a long time, the fear in his heart was gradually replaced by a complex emotion.

He is not willing to give in!

Unwilling to face the threat of death as soon as he comes to this world!

He hates it!

I hate myself for being weak, I hate myself for being too weak!

He is angry!

In this bright world of anger, why are demons and monsters in power but no one can control them? !

"It turns out that principles are universal everywhere. People can only rely on themselves."

After a long time, Ding Yi slowly tightened the sickle in his hand, then turned around resolutely and strode towards Xiaotan Village.

Obviously, Xiaotan Village was sealed by a mysterious force. Anyone who wanted to go out would encounter the so-called trick wall. Ding Yi knew that no matter how hard he tried, it was useless. He had no choice but to go back, and maybe he could still find it. A glimmer of hope.

In this way, Ding Yi returned to Xiaotan Village. It was already approaching noon, and the villagers in Xiaotan Village had already woken up and began to appear on the roads in the village in twos and threes.

Some of these villagers carried machetes on their backs and were obviously going hunting or chopping firewood. Some were carrying buckets, apparently going to draw water from the old well in the village. Some were standing blankly in the sun. He seemed to have lost his mind while basking in the sun.

"Those who can still act independently are those with relatively strong recovery ability, but it's almost the same. Xiaotan Village has already existed in name only. I just don't know what the Taoist temple's intention is."

Ding Yi looked at this scene, shook his head immediately, and then quietly returned to Old Wei's house.

"Crunch."

As the wooden door opened, a putrid smell rushed into Ding Yi's nose.

"It looks like these two bodies have to be disposed of."

Ding Yi frowned. He originally thought that if he left today, he could leave the corpses in the room alone, but he didn't expect to encounter a trick on the wall, which made him a little helpless.

But fortunately it was daytime now. Ding Yi went directly into the kitchen and picked up the fire fold, and then came to the door of the small room where he once slept.

Pushing open the door, Ding Yi looked at the deep cave in front of him, then looked around the room, then jumped out and directly crossed the pit and came to the room.

He first opened all the windows in the room, and then began to break off the wooden boards on the small bed in the room piece by piece.

After breaking off more than a dozen pieces in a row, Ding Yi picked up one of them and wrote the words "flammable, ultra-high temperature, smokeless, long-lasting" with charcoal on it, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

[It can be strengthened by consuming lifespan. This enhancement takes 6 days. Do you want to strengthen it? 】

Seeing the familiar words floating up, Ding Yi immediately chose yes.

The next moment, the wooden board in his hand flashed with light, and then turned into a dark black wooden object.

[Enhancement successful, remaining lifespan: April 1st]

【High burning wood】

[Comes from a tree that is extremely flammable and can continuously release high temperatures. It is commonly found in high mountains with abundant spiritual energy. It is a rare fuel. 】

"This, there is only so much life left?!"

Ding Yi looked at his remaining lifespan in shock, his pupils slightly dilated.

He still remembered that he had more than five months left in his life. Even if the board was strengthened, it would not be possible for him to only have a little over four months left.

"Yes, that stone statue."

At this moment, the stone statue in the Taoist temple suddenly appeared in Ding Yi's mind, and he murmured.

Obviously, if there is any reason for the loss of life, it is only that statue.

"Damn it!"

Ding Yi's hand holding the wooden board was bruised by anger, and he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself in a low voice.

After a long while, he relaxed a little, and then he started to follow the same pattern with an expressionless face, strengthening the remaining wooden boards.

After strengthening seven or eight pieces in a row, Ding Yi stopped strengthening, then took some hay piled in the corner of the room, lit it with a fire stick and kicked it into the hole with his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi began to throw the reinforced wooden boards into the pit. After a while, a blazing fire appeared in the pit.

A scorching high temperature rushed towards his face. Ding Yi was forced by this heat wave to take a few steps back, secretly marveling in his heart.

As expected of a strengthened product, just these ten or so wooden boards were able to raise the temperature to such an intensity that it was no different from an incinerator.

And even though the fire was strong, there was no smoke, which made Ding Yi's hanging heart relax a little.

He just stood in the corner of the room, quietly watching the flames jumping out of the pit in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just like this, I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be nothing left to burn in the pit, and the flames finally extinguished.

At this time, Ding Yi walked over slowly, stood next to the pit and looked down at the bottom of the pit, which had been burned into pitch black and empty. Then he crossed the pit and returned to the front room.

"The calendar hanging on the wall of Old Man Wei's house shows that a month here also has thirty days. In other words, if we count on it, there are still twenty-nine days left."

Ding Yi sat at the table, looking at the two oil lamps placed on the table, and fell into deep thought.

He doesn't have much time. He needs to find a way as soon as possible, either to escape from Xiaotan Village, or to avoid the blood-sucking stone statue when he preaches next month.

After all, by that time, his remaining lifespan was simply not enough to offset the loss of lifespan caused by blood-sucking. This was for sure.

"Killing them is the only solution."

Ding Yi picked up the lamp and looked at the strange runes carved on it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.