The missionaries looked blankly at the beautiful young man playing with the snake, and watched helplessly as the white snake hit by him on the head engulfed Xiangnu's fingers of his left hand like a lightning bolt.
Xiangnu stopped smiling, pursed his lips and looked at the white snake quietly, and the white snake's ruby-like bright vertical pupils looked back at each other not to be outdone.
The atmosphere suddenly froze, but it didn't froze for too long. The white snake spit out Xiangnu's finger and turned his head angrily.
Although people cannot understand the snake's expression, everyone can feel the real anger of the white snake.
Obviously, the White Snake was enraged by Xiangnu's actions just now. Although he didn't make a move in the end, he was really angry.
Xiangnu didn't panic, he raised the white snake's coiled right hand, gently placed the index finger of his left hand under the white snake's head, kissed the white snake's head with his pink and tender lips, and left with the touch, and then used his pair of hands full of water Guang's bright eyes looked at him full of joy, making it hard not to be happy.
Mr. Yu was annoyed by Xiangnu's actions. He knew that he did it on purpose, but looking at Xiangnu's beautiful face, which was more delicate than flowers, it was hard for him to be cruel.
In the end, the white snake stopped looking at Xiangnu, and wrapped itself around Xiangnu's wrist straightly, closed his eyes, and ignored him.
The shovel that Xiangnu moved out of his hand has been shared equally by everyone. After discussing it, they glanced at the villager who was hiding behind the door and watched them secretly, and went to Xishan to dig up the corpse with the skull in his hand.
But before taking two steps, several people stopped in their tracks. The two houses in front of this villager were the old man's house.
The few people were walking towards the west mountain at the moment, and unless they turned back to the east and walked around the back of the yard, they would inevitably pass the old man's house.
At this time, the old man led the black dog and stood in the middle of the yard, staring at them quietly, and the big black dog also looked at them. The strange thing is that the big black dog didn't bark this time, seeing the expressions of a few people The eyes are quite friendly, even wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue.
Several taskers stood silently and looked at the old man for a few seconds. Xiangnu was thoughtful, and gently stroking the white snake's head with his fingers, which attracted the white snake's faint gaze, but Xiangnu didn't feel it.
Xiangnu withdrew his gaze from the old man, and said calmly: "Time is running out, let's get on with business."
A few people set off, ready to continue to the west mountain, the old man saw that they were going to leave, and said abruptly: "Disciples are leaving now, don't you know how to say hello when you see Master?"
"Do you still have me as a master in your eyes...do you still have a little bit of respect for the teacher?" The old man said slyly behind them.
Several people stopped, looked at each other, saluted the old man meaningfully, and called 'Master'.
The old man asked coldly: "Where are you going? Xiaoyao, have you prepared the mutton for the banquet tonight? It's past noon now, and you don't have much time."
Xiangnu's eyes dimmed, and he said faintly: "Master, just wait at night, my apprentice will definitely prepare a big surprise for you."
The old man sneered and didn't ask any further questions. The few people looked at him vigilantly, walked forward, and looked back at him at the same time, for fear that the old man would make any changes. After walking about ten steps to confirm that the old man would no longer care about them, the few people stopped looking at him , Go to the west mountain.
The old man's sinister laughter came from behind, and he said: "Xishan is a place where corpses are transformed. Disciples, don't go to Xishan."
The expressions of the missionaries froze, and when they looked back, the old man had already led the big black dog into the yard.
I don't know if the old man's words are true or not, but the mission workers still feel heavy and panic inexplicably.
Xiangnu remained silent with a sullen face, and continued walking with a few people, returning to the desolate and dry western mountain.
Looking at the pieces of talisman paper that were half protruding from the ground, everyone couldn't help but worry.
Ding Zeming asked in a deep voice: "Little brother, shall we continue digging?"
Xiangnu nodded slowly: "Go ahead, face it early, and end it early."
What Xiangnu said makes sense. The pace of the dungeon world is relatively fast. Even if there is danger, so what, the taskers can only face the difficulties.
The six discussed it and made several precautionary plans.
One is that the talisman paper is beneficial to them and can suppress corpses. In such a case, the tasker must ensure the integrity and effectiveness of the talisman paper.
One is the harmful type of talisman paper. Once the body is dug out, if something goes wrong with the talisman paper attached, the talisman paper must be destroyed in time.
The latter situation is not unfounded worry for the taskers, after all, the maker of this talisman paper is probably the old man, who knows if the old man has left any traps on the talisman paper, and will it harm them in turn.
After arriving on the west mountain, Ding Zeming showed Miao Dong and Shu Jian the areas they had previously divided, and then they started to use shovels to dig out the villagers' bodies.
Xiangnu also wanted to help, but the white snake transformed by Mr. Yu was coiled on his hand, leaving Xiangnu's hand with no room to move freely. Xiangnu had no choice but to gently persuade the white snake: "Mr. Yu, I want to dig something. You coiling it in my hands will affect my work, so swim to another place and coil it, okay?"
The White Snake obviously heard it, and opened its eyes, but deliberately shook its head and refused to listen. It was obviously a move before 'revenging' Xiang Nu.
Xiangnu secretly laughed, and was not annoyed, he just thought that Mr. Yu, who was playing petty, was very cute.
Miao Dong said: "Hey, Junior Brother, if it's not convenient for you to work, just sit and rest next to us, just to analyze the situation for us and see what we should do next."
Xiangnu thought for a while, picked up the skull that Shu Jian put down, wrapped it up and said: "That's fine, but I feel that our clues are basically clear at this step, as long as we go step by step, it's only a matter of time before we pass the level." .”
Xiangnu paused for a moment, and added: "The premise is that if the master doesn't show his power, our safety is guaranteed. But it's unlikely. If the master can't just sit back and let us do whatever he wants, what he said to us just now is very important. It can be seen that Xishan, the place where corpses have changed..."
"In short, dig quickly, and then we will leave. If we stay for a long time, accidents are very likely to happen."
Everyone's hearts were solemn, and they didn't dare to stop the movements of their hands. Xiangnu was holding the skull in a daze, and he didn't even notice that Mr. Yu had crawled into the skull wrap in his hand and nested it.
At present, Xiangnu and the others have found several mutation points in the dungeon, such as Qiuyuan and Xishan. But they haven't figured out why these locations appear, which is what they really need to investigate.
But after they send the body back to the villagers, maybe there will be big progress.
Xiangnu waited, and the efficiency of the five people digging together was very fast, and it was also because the villagers' corpses were not dug deep.
Several people dug the corpse out of the ground with soil and paper. They were terrified when digging, for fear that the corpse would suddenly mutate and pop out of the soil that was about to fall apart.
Fortunately, the corpses of the villagers have always been calm and there is no abnormality.
The six people didn't dare to dawdle, and after digging out the corpse, they hurriedly dragged the corpse around, avoiding the old man's house to find the villagers.
And now the white snake is in Xiangnu's hand again, quiet and well-behaved.
The six people came to the door of the villagers, and Xiangnu knocked on the door with his skull in his arms. After seeing his corpse, the villagers couldn't wait to open the door, their eyes full of longing.
Xiangnu stopped in front of the villagers. The villagers were extremely anxious. They wanted to push Xiangnu but dared not. They could only look at him hastily and urged: "Get out of the way, let me pass."
Xiangnu asked: "There is a talisman on your body. Is that harmful? Do you want us to take it off for you?"
The villagers were horrified when they heard the words. The gray skin could actually become darker. He nodded quickly and said, "I want it."
Xiangnu said lightly: "That's ok, first answer some questions for me, after the answers, we will give you the body and help you take off the talisman paper."
The villagers were unhappy, and hoarsely growled: "Give it to me, I promised you, I will answer your question!"
"How can one question be enough? After all, I have so many doubts." Xiangnu said quietly: "What's more, there are so many nonsense, how do I know if you are lying to me? What if you go back on your word after taking the corpse?"
The villagers hated it very much, but the remaining brain capacity couldn't allow him to come up with any countermeasures. In the end, he could only stare at the gray eyes and say with hatred: "You ask!"
Xiangnu unwrapped the package in his hand, and the white skull inside flew out.
Xiangnu asked, "Can we wear this skull? Is it dangerous?"
The villagers froze for a moment when they saw the skull, with a dazed expression, and after a while they said: "Mr. Xuanji is a good man, unlike Xuan Yan, a villain who is trying to gain fame. Of course, wearing his skull will not be dangerous."
The taskers were in a good mood, excited to realize that they were about to get a complete clue and ready to pass the level, and they looked at the villagers with fiery eyes.
Seeing that the villagers were quite cooperative, Xiangnu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and asked excitedly, "Then what will happen after we wear Mr. Xuanji's skull?"
The villagers looked at Xiangnu inexplicably: "I haven't worn it before, how do I know?"
Xiangnu immediately changed the question: "Is Xuanyan our master? Mr. Xuanji is our uncle. How did he die? How did you... and the corpses on the West Mountain die?"
The villager looked gloomy, his gray face became darker and darker, and there was a faint sign of mutation. Xiangnu saw his change in his eyes, and nodded at the villager, saying: "I can guess it if you don't tell me, it must have something to do with our master, right?" ?When you were alive, you died at the hands of your master, who knew Taoism. After you die, you are even more restricted by him. You will never have a chance of revenge on your own. But if you tell us all the secrets If not, we have a chance to avenge you."
Xiangnu gently held Xuanji's skull: "Mr. Xuanji's bones are evidence."
The villagers looked at Xiangnu gloomily, and said slowly: "These two gentlemen are not from our village. They suddenly appeared when our place was suffering from severe drought for two or three years, and every family was about to starve to death. The two gentlemen have great magic power. After we settled in the village, the two gentlemen summoned a heavy rain, and then they were enshrined by the village chief, and we all respect the two gentlemen very much."
"It was okay at the beginning, but after a long time, everyone found that the relationship between the two gentlemen was not good. The two of them were always arguing. Mr. Xuanji has nothing wrong with it. Usually, Mr. Xuanyan picks up the topic first."
"Then one day, Mr. Xuanyan suddenly found the village head and asked to open a sacrificial ceremony, which he and Mr. Xuanji would preside over together. After the sacrificial ceremony, Mr. Xuanyan jokingly said that he would make a bet with Mr. Xuanji... that is, the morning Xuan The question that Mr. Yan asked you, he asked Mr. Xuanji to count what he had for lunch, and if he made a mistake, he asked Mr. Xuanji to drink a glass of wine."
"Mr. Xuanji didn't understand what he meant, and felt that this kind of problem couldn't be solved and there was no need to calculate it. After ordering steamed buns casually, Mr. Xuanyan drank a mouthful of porridge on purpose, and then asked Mr. Xuanji to accept the bet and take a sip of wine. Xuanji Mister was unprepared and drank the wine directly."
"I never thought that the wine was actually covered with sweat medicine. After drinking it, Mr. Xuanji fell into a coma. Then, then..."
Speaking of this, the villager trembled involuntarily, as if recalling a terrible thing, trembling for a while before he could finish his sentence, he swallowed his saliva and said in fear: "Then Mr. When the pig-killing knife came and dismembered Mr. Xuanji alive, we were all stunned at the time, no one reacted, and no one stopped him."
"That's not counting. After the dismemberment, Mr. Xuanyan also used Mr. Xuanyan's meat as an excuse to cook porridge with Mr. Xuanyan's meat for us..."
The complexions of the six taskers changed, recalling the experience in the morning, if they had answered the question wrong then, they would probably have been directly dismembered by the old man Xuanyan at this moment.
The villagers said dumbly: "We have always loved Mr. Xuanji, and we must never eat Mr. Xuanji's human flesh. After refusing, there are still many who have a bad temper. They turned their faces and beat Mr. Xuanyan on the spot."
Hit the old man Xuanyan? The fate would be a bit miserable. The old man didn't look like a good guy at first glance, so he might hold a grudge.
The villager's body was buried in the place where the old man said the corpse had changed, and nine out of ten it was one of the people who had a bad temper and beat the old man.
"Later, Xuanyan was furious, and the practice took away his supernatural powers, and the drought came to our village again."
"In order to appease Xuanyan's anger, everyone immediately relented. The village head took everyone to eat Mr. Xuanji's meat. Mr. Xuanyan was not satisfied, and later he used the name of praying for rain to kill those who beat him. Seventy-nine forty-nine nails soaked in human blood were nailed to the head, limbs and torso, and finally buried alive... "
"That's the thing."
Xiangnu looked at the dumb villagers in front of him, slowly looked away, and said softly: "What about Qiuyuan, is that specially used to suppress Mr. Xuanji? By the way, your village used to be an isolated island?"
The villagers were at a loss: "I don't know what Qiuyuan is. It didn't exist before. An isolated island? Our village was not an isolated island before."
The villagers looked at Xiangnu imploringly, and begged, "Can you return the body to me? Please help me take off the talisman paper."
Xiangnu waved his hand. After listening to the villagers' narration, the other missionaries inevitably softened their hearts towards him. He patted off the dirt on his body, then took off the talisman paper on his body, and then jumped all the way.
The villagers didn't look at them, walked to the corpse with blood and tears, buried themselves in the corpse, and merged with the corpse.
Seventy-seven forty-nine iron nails vibrated together, and were gradually ejected as the souls of the villagers merged.
"Ding."
There was a crisp sound in the ears of the six questers, reminding them that the dungeon exploration quest of those present had been completed. They can leave at any time, as long as there are no ghosts around to stop them.
The six missionaries were very pleasantly surprised by this. After their lives were no longer in danger, Zhong Liyun couldn't help but soften her heart, and murmured: "What this villager said seems to be true, and what happened to them sounds too pitiful. Let's help them get rid of it later." Dig out the corpses, send them back, and treat it as a side quest."
Xiangnu looked ahead solemnly: "I'm afraid... it's too late."
The white snake on his wrist hissed and spit out the letter, turning around to admire Xiangnu's tense appearance.
Xiangnu didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being. When he saw the old man Xuanyan walking over with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a large number of villagers, on both sides of him and the villagers, there were five or six other people with talisman papers on their heads, their faces pale and stiff. After the corpse in his arms, Xiangnu held the corpse in his arms and turned slightly sideways, blocking the skull in his arms so that the old man would not see it.
Xuan Yan sneered and said: "Disciples, you are so courageous. The corpses on the western mountain are all sacrifices to the Rain God for the master. If you stole the rain god's sacrificial corpse privately, you will not be afraid of the Rain God." Condemn our village and cause another drought in our village?"
Xuanji shook his head regretfully, but his eyes were full of excitement and complacency: "You children, especially Xiaoyaoer, you are so talented, as a teacher, I really want to train you as a successor, but you are so right. Teacher, for the one who devoted all his energy to enshrine our village?"
"Xiao Yaoer, disciples, you really disappointed me. I have talent but no responsibility. I can't accept a land like you to humiliate the family. Today... I have to clean up the house."
The old man's words were like a switch, and the signal to kill was turned on.
The gray-white thick fog spread crazily, enveloping the entire isolated island, and then rolled and gathered continuously. From gray-white to dark gray to black gray, the color gradually deepened, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Wails were heard in the rolling clouds.
With a wave of the old man's hand, the surrounding corpses suppressed by the yellow talisman went berserk instantly, their nails swelled wildly, their color was black, and their eyeballs also swelled violently, which were covered with crimson blood, as if they would explode in the next second , Everyone sprayed with white paste.
Xiangnu took a light breath, ignoring Mr. Yu's opinion, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Chao!"
Then he took the skull and licked it on his own head. Fortunately, Xiangnu's body was not that thick, and the skull fit smoothly on his head.
The old man Xuanyan was stunned when he saw the skull, and then his face changed suddenly. However, it was too late to react at this moment, and Xuanji's memory and mana were crazily poured into Xiangnu's body along the skull.
These things are only temporary and do not belong to Xiangnu. They were lent to Xiangnu for temporary use before.
Under the influence of Xuanji's skull, Xiangnu moved his hands according to his thoughts, and without much thought, the way to deal with it automatically popped up in his mind.
Xiangnu's beautiful fingers quickly tapped the Dharma seal, and he muttered: "Five stars are colorful. Illuminate the mysterious. Thousands of gods and sages protect my true spirit. Giant beasts subdue five soldiers. Five heavenly devils die. Wherever you are, all gods welcome you. Be as urgent as a law!"
The young man's clear voice was incomparably magnificent, resounding through the sky, and as he uttered the spell, the golden dharma seal also condensed and formed in his palm, exploded brightly in the sky, and pressed towards Xuanyan.
Xuanyan's face was livid, and he howled angrily: "Xuanji!"
The black yin qi surged behind him, suppressed and purified by the golden seal, showing signs of fatigue, the villagers and ghost corpses were wailing, and the state eased up a little.
Seeing this, 'Xiangnu' increased the input of mana.
The pupils of the white snake wrapped around his wrist almost formed a straight line, staring at the skull on Xiangnu's head, wishing he could smash it to pieces with one tail, but he endured it and never made a move.
And Jiang Chao was stunned for a moment after being called out by Xiangnu, and after realizing it, he immediately dragged Ding Zeming to run to the old man's house, and several other taskers followed blankly.
Seeing their direction, the old man was a little anxious, and hurriedly called the villagers to stop them, but the villagers were suppressed by the 'Xiangnu' again, and their movements were very awkward, and they couldn't escape Jiang Chao and the others at all.
The other four taskers ran behind Jiang Chao, and ran all the way into the old man's small yard, watching the big black dog in the yard wagging its tail and barking at 'Xiangnu', ignoring Jiang who barged in. Super few people.
Jiang Chao led several people with a clear goal and broke into the right room of the old man's main house, which was the room where Qingfeng was.
There was so much commotion outside, but Qingfeng didn't respond at all, just swaying his legs leisurely, sitting on the bed watching TV.
Jiang Chao and the others collided with Qingfeng and were scared to death.
But Qingfeng just glanced at them and then looked away, continuing to watch TV.
The taskers were attracted by the sound of the TV, only to realize that what Qingfeng was watching was an advertisement. To be more precise, it was in a missing person notice.
The protagonist in the ad is a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes, holding a picture of a cute and honest porcelain doll in his hand, saying that this is a stolen treasure from their home, and the suspect has been locked. I implore the general public to look around. If there is any clue, The owner was willing to provide 30,000 points of life, and left a phone number next to it.
And the photo of the suspect released by the Taoist priest is Xuanyan, and it is Xuanyan in the old man's state, which is very easy to identify.
Jiang Chao rushed to the phone he had found earlier, and dialed the phone number in two or three clicks.
The other end of the phone was connected after a busy tone, and the voice of the person on the other end was as cold as ice, and the content and tone of the words were not much less creepy than ghosts: "Hehe, I finally found you..."
Jiang Chao paused for a moment, and he paused the hands that called Ding Zeming and the others to report the information, then closed the phone with a snap, and made a decisive decision: "Leave!"
After finishing speaking, click on the personal panel that opens after the task is completed, enter the dungeon log page, select 'Yes' in the pop-up window that pops up, and start being extracted from the dungeon.
The others didn't know what Jiang Chao heard, but judging by his appearance, it probably wasn't a good thing, so they didn't dare to delay, and chose to leave one after another.
The white snake glanced coldly at the direction of the old man's house, regardless of the "Xiangnu" and the old man's fight, forced to open Xiangnu's personal panel, and chose the exit button for Xiangnu.
Time froze at this moment, and the last memory of the beautiful young man in the dungeon was the scene where the golden light and the black mist fought each other, and then hit the floor with a 'bang'.
However, Xiangnu didn't suffer from the fall, because the moment he appeared in midair in the bedroom, the tiny white snake swelled up instantly, turning into a white python about ten meters long, serving as a meat pad He caught Xiangnu.
Xiangnu hugged the white python in a daze, and the white python shook the beautiful young man off with a curly tail, and then twisted around his body, with his head close to Xiangnu, he spitting out the snake coldly Xin, licking Xiang Nu's smooth and tender cheeks.
Pretty is really pretty, and scary is really scary.
The author has something to say:
Mr. Yu: You must be a meat pad, and you must scare your wife
(Mr. Yu repeatedly jumps between being gentle and caring and being a dog and not being a human being)