My Waste Husband
Chapter 1309

Chapter 1309

A strange atmosphere was spreading in everyone's heart.

Henry and others just sat around the stone statue, and no one knew what they were thinking in their minds.

"Look, what's that?!" A member of the Section Nine suddenly pointed to a place not far away.

They saw a figure, with a hoe on his shoulder, walking quickly on a mountain path. The path was not discovered before.

They saw a figure with a bamboo hat on his head and a linen coat.

"Quick, go up and ask them." When the crowd saw the figure, they immediately came to their senses and ran to the path.

However, when they reached the path on the mountain, they found that the figure in the linen coat had completely disappeared. It was as if he had never appeared. Raindrops the size of beans fell onto the mountain path, and they couldn't even track the footprints.

Henry and others looked in front of them. This mountain road had been extending all the way, and there was no place to hide.

"Let's go and take a look."

Everyone had no other choice at the moment. They could only follow this path and continue on. This mountain road was something they had never seen before.

They walked for another ten minutes. Along the way, they were all trembling with fear. They were afraid of encountering the stone statue again. The stone statue was like a nightmare, which entangled in their hearts and could not be dissipated.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't slow down all the way, but they didn't see the stone figure again.

"Huh, we may have really met a ghost barrier. The figure just now was our guide who took us out. We have already walked out of the scope of the stone statue." A member of the team had a happy expression on his face.

The look on the faces of the rest of the people had also become much more relaxed. As long as they did not continue to go back and forth in the circle, they could go wherever they wanted.

This mountain road was winding up and down. In the darkness, there was no end at all.

They went down the mountain road for another 10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, 40 minutes, 50 minutes.

One hour!

After an entire hour, they were still walking on this mountain road, as if they would never be able to walk out of it.

"We won't be trapped again, right?" One of them said. Ever since they came to the mountain, they had been shrouded in strangeness. If anything happened now, they would think about it as a folk story.

"Look, it's that person!" The timidest woman pointed. Not far away in front of them was the person wearing a bamboo hat and a linen coat, and a hoe. He was faintly discernible in the darkness on the road ahead, and he strode forward.

"Chase him!" Henry shouted. They had no other choice.

They immediately ran after the figure, but no matter how hard they chased, they could not completely catch up with the figure. Sometimes, they were about to catch up with the figure. However, when they turned a corner of the mountain road and saw the figure again, the figure appeared in a distant place.

"Stop, we can't go after him." Henry stretched out

his hand to stop the crowd.

"Your Majesty, why aren't we chasing after him? He's a guide. He's capable of bringing us out." A member of the squad said frantically.

"He doesn't exist." Henry shook his head.

"He doesn't exist?" A few people were stunned.

The smallest woman's face instantly turned pale. "He doesn't exist, you... you... you mean, he... he's a ghost?"

Henry shook his head and said, "I don't know if he's a ghost or not, but he really doesn't exist. Look at his trousers. It's raining so heavily and he's walking on such a muddy road. Although his feet are covered with mud, his trousers are very clean. He doesn't even exist in front of us."

"We're doomed!" The woman wailed. "We really did see a ghost."

"You stay here and don't move." Henry left a word and then walked forward alone. This time, Henry didn't walk very fast, and the distance of his every step was exactly the same.

In this way, after Henry walked for half an hour, the people from the Section Nine appeared in front of him.

Seeing Henry coming from behind, the faces of the crowd became ugly again. They thought that they had walked out of the deadly loop, but the result was that they were stuck in another loop.

The heavy rain continued to fall fiercely.

The raindrops fell in front of the crowd and hit the mountain road under their feet, forming a sentence.

"Those who violate the gods are not allowed to go up the mountain. Those who have impure souls are not allowed to go up the mountain. All of you should stay here and wait for the judgment of the gods!"

The appearance of this line of words had once again cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

Blasphemy the gods! Their souls were not clean!

"We're doomed! We've been judged by the gods! The gods trapped us here and don't let us leave."

The raindrops cleared the line of words in front of them and formed a line of words again.

"If you want to see the gods, you must be pure-hearted. You have to farm for 20 years and worship the gods every day. 20 years later, you will see the gods."

This line of words appeared for about twenty seconds, and once again it was washed away by the rain. After the line of words was washed away by the rain, the pouring rain suddenly became much smaller, which also relieved everyone's sight and allowed them to see farther.

"What's that?" A man pointed to the front. "Look, there's a thatched cottage over there."

The crowd looked in the direction he was pointing at, and sure enough, they saw a hut on a cliff.

"Let's go and have a look," Henry said in a low voice.

The crowd walked toward the cottage. This time, the cottage was not so far away and they soon came to the front of the cottage.

Soon after, they discovered with shock that this cottage wasn't located here alone. Instead. This was a calm side of the mountain, and there were no less than a hundred cottages. They were all located here.

"Creak."

The door of the cottage at the very front was pushed open from the inside, and a man in his fifties came out with a torch in his hand. He looked at Henry and the other eight people with a puzzled look on his face, then he said a bunch of words.

Gardiner and the others were full of doubts. They couldn't understand what the other party was talking about.

"It is their language, and it is also extremely ancient. Many pronunciations are different now." Henry explained. Then, he replied to the other party, conversing with the other party.

"Who are you? What are you doing at Holy Fire Town?"

"We want to go up the mountain." Henry pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain.

Upon hearing this, the other party immediately revealed a look of horror. He quickly waved his hand and said, "You can't go up the mountain. The gods don't allow us to casually disturb them. The gods are resting."

"Gods? Is there a god on the mountain?" Henry asked.

"Oh, my God." The man looked up at the sky and prayed. "Great Apollo, please forgive these ignorant people."

The heavy rain in the sky started to rage again.

"The god is angry, the god is angry." The man holding the torch went back into the house in horror and closed the door.