Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 899

He suddenly stopped, as if remembering something terrible. "Anyway, listen to my advice and don't stay outside for too long." Lin Xia's heart trembled, but she still smiled and thanked him. Of course, she knew the recent rumors on the island, saying that explorers saw the stone statues moving slowly in the middle of the night, and some people heard ancient chanting coming from the crater. As a materialist, she believed that these were exaggerated rumors, but deep in her heart, she was looking forward to discovering something different. When night fell, when Lin Xia returned to the B&B, the whole village was shrouded in a strange silence. The owner of the B&B was a middle-aged woman. When she saw her come back, her face turned pale and she said, "Don't come back so late in the future. Yesterday, Marta's sheep died inexplicably at the feet of the stone statue. There were no wounds on its body. It was like... its soul was taken away." Lin Xia lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The moonlight poured in through the window, casting mottled shadows on the floor. She suddenly remembered that her camera had captured a blurry figure among the stone statues during the day - it was behind the stone statues, a person in a white robe, his face was covered by shadows, revealing only a pair of eyes that flashed dimly. At the time, she thought it was a problem with the light, but now thinking back, a chill ran up her spine. At three o'clock in the morning, a rapid knock on the door woke Lin Xia up. She opened the door and saw the owner of the homestay with a horrified face: "Go to the beach quickly! A Luo's son is missing. Someone said he was seen going to the stone statues!" Lin Xia followed the crowd to Ahu Tongariki, and the beams of flashlights crossed in the darkness. Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the night sky, and everyone froze in place. The sound seemed to come from underground, full of despair and fear, and then there was the harsh sound of the stone statues rubbing against each other. "It's the Dusk Priest!" Someone in the crowd shouted, "Those who violate the taboo will be taken away!" Lin Xia felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She held the camera tightly and ran in the direction of the sound. In the center of the stone statues, she saw a scene she would never forget: more than a dozen Moai statues slowly turned, and the ground under their feet emitted a low vibration. Under the moonlight, a figure stood in the center of the circle surrounded by the stone statues. It was the man in white robes in the daytime photo. In front of him, a little boy knelt on the ground with empty eyes, as if his consciousness had been taken away. "What are you doing!" Lin Xia raised her camera and the flash illuminated the entire venue. The man in white robes slowly turned his head, and Lin Xia saw his face clearly - it was not a human face at all, his skin was gray-green, and his eyes were like two deep pools, emitting a strange light. The man in white robes opened his mouth and uttered a series of strange syllables. The stone statues suddenly accelerated and rolled up a gust of wind. Lin Xia was knocked to the ground by the airflow, and the camera fell out of her hand. Before losing consciousness, she saw the man in white robes raise his hands and mutter something, and the little boy's body slowly floated up and drifted towards the depths of the stone statues. When Lin Xia woke up again, she found herself lying on the bed in the homestay, with sunlight shining in from the window, as if everything last night was just a nightmare. But her camera was missing. When she asked the boss, he looked confused: "You didn't go out yesterday. Are you talking nonsense because of a fever?" Lin Xia was unwilling to give up. She began to ask around about the legend of the "Twilight Priest". From an old fisherman, she heard a shocking story: It is said that the Moai statues on Easter Island are containers used to suppress ancient demons, and the Twilight Priest is the one who guards the seal. Every hundred years, when the moon turns blood red, the seal will weaken, and the Twilight Priest will wake up and take away those who violated the taboo as sacrifices to strengthen the seal. "That group of foreign archaeological teams," the old fisherman lowered his voice, "when they were digging at the Poik volcano, they dug up something they shouldn't have touched. Since then, something has been wrong on the island." Lin Xia decided to go to the crater to find out. She climbed up along the rugged mountain road. The closer she got to the crater, the more oppressive the air felt. On the edge of the crater, she found an excavated pit with broken pottery and strange bone tools scattered inside. Just as she squatted down to check, footsteps came from behind her. "You shouldn't be here." A familiar voice sounded. Lin Xia turned around and saw the old man she met during the day. The old man was no longer kind at this moment, and his eyes were full of vigilance. "It's you! You know about the Dusk Priest, right? That child..." Lin Xia asked anxiously. The old man sighed: "I am the last guardian of the island. I wanted to tell you after the matter was over. The child was chosen as a sacrifice. Only by finding the lost "Stone of Life" can the curse be broken. But the Stone of Life is hidden in the heart of the stone statue. It is not easy to take it out." At this moment, the crater suddenly shook, and a black smoke rose into the sky. The old man's face changed drastically: "No, the seal is about to be broken! The Dusk Priest is summoning demons!" Lin Xia followed the old man and ran down the mountain. The whole island was shaking. There was an earth-shaking roar from the direction of the stone statues. Those huge Moai statues began to pull out their bodies buried deep underground and slowly moved towards the crater. In the sky, the moon gradually turned blood red, and the strange chanting sounded again. "We must stop them!" Lin Xia clenched his fists. "Which statue is the Life Stone in?" The old man pointed to the tallest statue in the Ahunnaunau group. "Legend has it that this statue is the incarnation of the first priest, and the Life Stone is in its chest. But the statue is enchanted and can only be opened through an ancient ritual." When Lin Xia and the old man arrived at Ahunnaunau, the statues were already shrouded in black mist. The white-robed man stood at the foot of the statue, and the little boy was suspended above his head, with black chains wrapped around his body. Seeing Lin Xia, the white-robed man laughed strangely: "Another sacrifice, very good, the seal is about to be completed!" The old man rushed forward and chanted an ancient spell, and the amulet in his hand emitted a golden light. But the white-robed man's power was too strong, and a black beam of light hit the old man, and he fell heavily to the ground. Lin Xia picked up the amulet that the old man dropped, and an inexplicable courage surged in her heart. She thought of the bone tools found in the crater, and the symbols engraved on them seemed to have some connection with the patterns on the amulet. She placed the amulet on the palm of the stone statue according to the pattern in her memory, and recited the prayer she learned from the old fisherman. A miracle happened. The stone statue's chest slowly opened, and a stone emitting soft light appeared inside. Lin Xia was about to take it, but a man in a white robe suddenly flew over and enveloped her in black mist. In the darkness, she heard the crying of a little boy and countless painful wails. "No!"