Chapter 265 - Chapter 265: Chapter 255 Path of the Dead (1/2)
Chapter 265: Chapter 255 Path of the Dead
Everyone ultimately decided that they couldn’t just keep their mouths shut forever.
Because that really wasn’t something a normal person could endure.
However, Chris could.
The others decided to wait for the fog to appear before they would start to keep silent, and Aldrich and the rest couldn’t help but take the opportunity to ask Byrne and his companion why they would do this.
“Because this is the way to break the curse of the canyon, we might be able to leave this place by doing this.”
After Byrne finished speaking, he fell into thought and then looked at Chris and immediately said, “This method was Chris’s idea. He has basically figured everything out, it’s just that he doesn’t like to talk, so he won’t explain to us exactly how he came to that conclusion.”
He paused for a moment, then continued, “This valley and Chris’s disposition are very well matched, perhaps we can trust him.”
Aldrich and the others turned their gaze to Chris, who had no intention of speaking or explaining.
Yes, they all understood this man’s character.
He really was a person too lazy to talk and explain, there was no need to force this stubborn guy.
Regarding the book, Byrne didn’t mention a single thing.
Since he couldn’t explain its origin, it was better not to let it take root in their hearts, just push everything off onto Chris.
If a reason couldn’t be fully explained, one would just say “Chris is too lazy to explain.” This excuse might not work for others, but it was completely sufficient for Chris.
After all, he was just that kind of odd person.
Aldrich murmured to himself:
“I see, remaining silent in the fog, and then, what else do we need?”
Byrne looked at Chris.
Then, Chris demonstrated exactly what needed to be done next.
He picked up a piece of white jade stone from the ground, then walked to the wall they had admired before, always holding the stone and pointed at the wall that seemed to be special.
“Hmm…”
Aldrich fell into thought, his brows knitted tightly, still somewhat puzzled, while Marzo and Zayne also couldn’t make sense of it.
But Byrne, having read the book, suddenly had an epiphany.
It dawned on him!
Could it be that Chris meant they should maintain a tranquil silence, holding the white bone turned to stone, and when the fog arrived, finally enter the wall!
Although still not very clear or certain, he felt it was highly likely this was it.
Another month passed, and at last, everyone waited as the canyon was once again enveloped in dense white fog!
All fell silent immediately, picking up a piece of white jade stone transformed from a white bone off the ground, and then to avoid being transported away, they all joined hands in front of the wall.
They waited solemnly.
After a long wait,
in the fog, the light once again became hazy and soft, the clarity of their vision kept decreasing, and white enveloped everything around them in a dreamlike atmosphere.
The nearby wall was becoming blurrier by the moment, only the silhouettes of people faintly visible in the mist, while the various “white jade” was shrouded in fog, losing its edges and details gradually.
The world became mysterious and quiet once more, beautiful yet eerily strange.
Chris, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly lifted his head, carrying the piece of white jade stone, and walked toward the wall.
The next moment, he disappeared.
The rest of the group looked at each other, without hesitation, immediately followed, and one by one, they too disappeared in front of the wall.
Before completely entering the wall, Byrne thought for a moment, then left a bit of his clothing in the canyon.
In their field of vision, everything seemed to transform in an instant, and all that just happened felt like an illusory bubble.
Byrne even felt a dizziness like he wanted to vomit.
They had all arrived at…
Another world.
This was a world of white, where people seemed to be in an endless, pure canvas.
The white sky was incredibly pure, as if a snow-like sea of white flowers covered the earth. Distant trees, houses, and mountains were all adorned with clusters of white flowers, turning into a pristine whiteness.
There was apparently no sun in the sky, yet sunlight streamed down directly, and the white petals glistened with dazzling light, like countless diamonds scattered in every corner of the world.
In the silent environment, they felt the air was fresh and cold, as if they could find tranquility in their hearts amidst the boundless white.
Byrne’s emotions stirred, for everything he was seeing was familiar to his mind; it was possible that where they stood was the legendary world of the dead!
In any era, people naturally had a strong curiosity about the world after death, the destination of the soul, always exploring, wanting to understand all the relevant information.
Therefore, many mystical books mention the world of the dead, with different descriptions, but indeed, many mainstream opinions suggest that the world of the dead is an extremely quiet and peculiar place, where almost everything is white.