Chu Liang's heart shrank suddenly.

He hurriedly raised his kitchen knife and stared vigilantly at the woman sitting on the ground in the house.

What shocked Chu Liang was that this woman was not a skeleton, but had flesh and blood.

The woman was wearing a black and white wardrobe and a crown made of colorful feathers. The upper part of her face was a hideous bronze mask, which was simple and mysterious.

The bronze mask covers the bridge of the nose. The mask looks fierce, with deep concave eye frame, upright ears, protruding nose, and openwork fangs. The openings are opened at the two eye sockets, revealing a pair of closed beautiful eyes. Under the bridge of the nose, the red lips are slightly closed and the chin is crystal clear.

The black and shiny black hair was placed on the shoulders and neck, and then it was closed by the blue jade crown.

The clothes of Yanjie are solemn and majestic, but they cannot cover the graceful body with their concave and exquisiteness. A pair of bamboo shoot-like hands are put together in front of the flat belly, clean, white and tender.

No matter how you look at it, this woman wearing a mask is a rare beauty.

However, such a beauty has an indescribable weirdness when she is placed in this terrifying foggy world.

Especially her face was too pale, as if there was no blood.

And her lips were too red, as if they were covered with blood.

The distance between the woman and Chu Liang was only three meters away. Such a distance was already very dangerous. If it were the black skeletons, they would have been aroused and harmed.

But the woman still sat steadily on the ground, without any movement, and even showed signs of breathing.

It's like a dead body.

"Hello!" Chu Liang greeted vigilantly, "May I ask, can you speak?"

The woman did not respond.

Chu Liang changed to the language of this world that sucked the bones and asked again.

The woman still has no life.

"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move? Or... let's start first?"

Chu Liang hesitated.

Suddenly, Chu Liang saw that there were rows of bookshelves in the room where the woman was, and there were many books neatly placed on the bookshelf.

Books mean recording information.

The information here may be of great value to Chu Liang.

Finally, Chu Liang gritted his teeth and walked into the house.

"At worst, you can die again!"

Chu Liang carefully avoided the woman sitting on the ground. After he entered the house, he found that there was an altar not far behind the woman, with a statue on it.

This statue has no human form, not even a specific image. It looks very strange and looks more like an indescribable thing.

"Is this a god?"

Chu Liang was not sure, and he soon stopped paying attention.

His attention was still on those books.

When I came to the bookshelf, I took out a book, blew away the dust on it, and opened it. The dense words suddenly appeared.

"I can't understand..."

These words seem to be hieroglyphs similar to oracle bone script, which made Chu Liang confused.

And in the memories of the bones he had absorbed, the owners of the bones seemed to be illiterate.

"what to do?"

Chu Liang's eyes turned to the woman sitting on the ground in the center of the room.

She lives here and has so many books, she must be literate.

If she absorbs her memory, she may find it.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Liang finally decided to test the woman.

He held a kitchen knife in one hand and pressed the woman's shoulder with the other:

"I'm disturbed!"

His hand was about to touch the woman, and the kitchen knife in his other hand was raised high. As long as the woman had any abnormal movements, the kitchen knife would slash it without hesitation.

Finally, I met it!

Just as Chu Liang's hand touched the woman...

Suddenly, the woman's body suddenly collapsed into a piece of black and gray.

Losing the support of her body, the woman's clothes and headdresses suddenly fell to the ground.

And the black and gray, as before, gathered into a black line, and suddenly penetrated into Chu Liang's body.

However, this time it was slightly different.

There was a blue light mixed in the black and gray, which also entered Chu Liang's chest.

A crisp female voice also rang in Chu Liang's mind:

"Does the emperor who lives in Haotian really want to abandon us?"

"The pale mist has spread...I am just a small wild witch, what can I do?...I can't even protect my own village now..."

"I have no answer... and no one can give me an answer... I can only sit quietly and protect my own spirit, waiting to be re-turned to all things at the last moment... If I can still have this opportunity..."

This time there are many memory fragments and the amount of information is also huge.

Chu Liang only felt that his head was about to be cracked.

He sat on the ground with his head covered, gritting his teeth to resist the severe pain.

Even in the severe cold, his clothes were wet with sweat. Such severe pain was like a burning fire burning his brain, irresistible and unavoidable.

After a while, the pain began to slow down, and then suddenly disappeared.

Chu Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, and it took him a long time to recover.

He looked at the woman's remaining clothes and began to understand her identity:

"Witch?"

Chu Liang knew from the woman's memory that there was a kind of witchcraft in this world. The woman was called "witch" and the man was called "strue". The two words "witch" were connected together, which was the general name of wizards.

Xin Yu is the name of that woman, she is a witch.

The witch lives in this shrine and worships ancient gods. At the same time, the witch is also the guardian of this village, protecting the village from the attacks of monsters in the mountains.

The witches have extraordinary power in this world and can create all kinds of miracles that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

And the source of their power comes from the "spirit".

As the saying goes, all things have spirits, and spirits are everywhere.

The manifestation of the use of spirit on the witches is the spiritual pattern.

Thinking of this, Chu Liang hurriedly pulled open his clothes and looked towards his chest.

He just remembered clearly that there was a blue light that came with the black ashes entering his chest.

Sure enough, a scar-like blue pattern appeared on his chest.

This pattern seems to be made of a twisted line, and it is impossible to tell what it is. The cyan lines seem to have some vitality under the skin.

"Is this the spiritual pattern?"

Chu Liang suddenly realized that he absorbed the spirit of the witch Xin Yu and thus gave birth to his own spirit.

Next to the cyan pattern, there is a little black dot that has expanded a little more. The cyan and black are clearly separated, as if water and fire cannot merge.

The blue pattern Chu Liang can be roughly determined to be a spiritual pattern, but Chu Liang still doesn't know what the black thing is.

The birth of a person's spiritual pattern often requires great opportunities and hard work.

With spiritual patterns, it means that this person is favored by heaven and earth and has the qualification to use spiritual power.

Many people in the world cannot produce spiritual patterns in their entire lives. Every person who can produce spiritual patterns can be said to be the favorite of God.

Chu Liang also admitted that he was very lucky and somehow absorbed the spirit of this witch, which led to the birth of spiritual patterns.

This feeling is like being kicked into the door to become a witch.

"I don't know which one is my spiritual pattern?"
Chapter completed!