The way down the mountain was even harder than the way up.
After everything we had been through, we were already exhausted, but we were afraid Du Ruhai's bodyguards would chase after us, so we dared not stop to rest.
The descent was all downhill. Once we started running, we couldn't rein ourselves in. We ran and ran, unable to stop even if we wanted to.
Then I went flying and rolled straight down the mountain. Song Xiaotian and Meng Yifan couldn't even catch up with me.
I rolled a long way before a tree finally stopped me.
But I hit it hard enough to nearly break my bones.
"Holy shit!"
"That could've killed you!"
"Chen Mo, are you okay?"
It felt like ages before I heard Song Xiaotian and Meng Yifan catching up.
They hurriedly helped me up. I hissed in pain and realized that the impact had dislocated my shoulder.
"Ow, ow, ow... Something dug into me just now."
That thing had caught against my bone. Luckily, I hadn't hit my head on it, or it would have knocked the top of my skull out of place.
Meng Yifan picked up a stone carving and held it out to us. "What the hell is this thing? It's creepy."
Song Xiaotian and I took a closer look and got a fright ourselves.
There was something sinister about the carving. It looked like a "Buddha," though I had no idea which Buddha in Buddhism it was. Snakes coiled around its body, a third eye sat on its forehead, and there were even strange patterns on its face.
"Isn't Erlang Shen the one with three eyes...?" Meng Yifan said.
I said Erlang Shen belonged to Daoism, not Buddhism.
"Hey, there's another one here!"
Meng Yifan picked another one up off the