I clearly remember that I was walking towards the tent alone, but the person who greeted me called "you two", and I didn't see anyone around me... Could it be that I encountered a ghost
When I looked at him in shock, the man shouted again: "What about you two! What are you doing there?"
I glanced sideways again. There was still nothing on my left and right, but there was a feeling of someone approaching behind me. A chill suddenly ran down my spine.
When I was about to turn around, Tao Siyu's voice came from behind: "Don't be afraid, I'm behind you."
While I felt relieved, my heart suddenly tightened - Tao Siyu's skills were so good that he could stick close behind me without being noticed by me!
Before I could be shocked, the man opposite had already roared: "Are you two deaf? Come here quickly!"
Tao Siyu and I couldn't even think about it anymore. After Tao Siyu and I walked over with our heads down, the man raised his leg and kicked me: "Are you so deaf? Go over there, lift up the body, and follow me to see the elder."
My heart suddenly thumped, and my right hand unconsciously touched the handle of the gun at my waist. Tao Siyu touched me behind me. What she probably meant was: It's worth the risk, at least we can sneak up to the headquarters in a legitimate way.
I did some quick calculations. If we take action now, not only will we not be able to get any information, but we will also be surrounded by the other party. It is better to take the risk and give it a try, maybe there will be greater gains.
I quickly lowered my head and followed that man with Tao Siyu towards the northwest direction of the camp. According to the direction of Qimen, the northwest should be where the Ghost Gate is. The Xingdian placed the corpse in the northwest of the camp, probably to send the ghosts home. But when I followed the man to the northwest corner of the camp, I couldn't help but froze on the spot.
We came in from the entrance of the camp and didn't notice anything unusual here. It wasn't until we approached the northwest that we saw a circular trench dug here, filled with barrels of gasoline.
In the middle of the trench were rows of stretchers. On each stretcher lay a body covered with white cloth. More than half of the white cloth had been stained red with blood, and the remaining half was also coagulated with dried blood.
It can be seen from the blood stains on the shroud that the number of corpses here has increased more than once. Otherwise, the corpses would not have been stacked in two layers, let alone the blood on the upper layer of corpses was still wet, while the lower layers of corpses would have turned brown. .
What really frightens me is not the pile of corpses in front of me, but the gasoline in the trench. I once heard someone say that the thing that a corpse that has just undergone transformation is most afraid of is fire. As long as there is fire to burn it, there is no fear that the zombies will burst out and hurt people.
The gasoline in the trench was obviously something prepared to prevent corpse transformation.
I just took a few glances when the leader said sternly: "What are you looking at? Why don't you go over and carry someone? You two carry the body above. Two more people over there will carry the body below. Follow me." Walk."
Tao Siyu and I stepped on the wooden planks erected on the trench, walked to the open space, lifted up a stretcher dripping with blood, and followed the man towards the command post. As we walked along, the blood on the corpses was also sprinkled.
The further I walked, the more frightened I became - the blood in a person's body is limited after all, and it is impossible for the blood to stop flowing unless that person can continue to produce blood hundreds or even thousands of times faster than a normal person. Or someone was constantly giving him blood transfusions, otherwise this would never be possible.
But what we were carrying was obviously a corpse, and the most vivid blood stain on the shroud was the blood line from the chest to the lower abdomen of the corpse. This was obviously a dead man who had been disemboweled. Where did the blood come from
Tao Siyu was walking in front with his back to the corpse. Maybe he didn't feel anything yet, but the more I walked, the more dizzy I felt, like a person who had drunk too much. Every step I took, I felt like I was swaying left and right, and the corpse appeared in front of me. There were ghost images one after another.
My hands holding the stretcher became softer and softer, as if I couldn't use any strength at all: "Brother, please slow down, I can't use my strength..."
I wanted to remind Tao Siyu that something was wrong here, and the man who asked us to carry the body came over a few steps and slapped me on the back of the head: "Don't look at the body, hurry up, I won't do it if you look too much." It’s all up to you.”
After being slapped hard by him, I suddenly woke up a lot. I quickly raised my head and strode forward. I was relieved when I was led into the command post by the man.
The man ordered: "Put the bodies side by side on the ground, and you all go out and wait."
A dark and thin old man suddenly said: "There is no need to go out, let them go over there to smell the soul-awakening incense and wake up."
"Thank you, Elder Wang, for your kindness." The leader said, "Why are you so stunned? Why don't you quickly thank the elder."
"Thank you Elder for your kindness." After I thanked the Elder like others, I lowered my head and walked to the corner of the command post, where there were three small sticks of green incense sticks in the incense burner on the table.
A fire point had been lit on the incense head, but the ashes had not yet fallen from the bottom of the incense burner. It seemed that the three incense sticks were not lit before we entered. The dignified elder of the Xing Palace would personally light incense for a few low-level disciples to ward off evil spirits
I was just about to warn Tao Siyu to be careful when I saw her quietly stuffing two soybean-sized pills into her nose. Fortunately, the others were only focused on smelling the fireworks on the green incense and didn't notice her actions.
I just frowned when Tao Siyu put two pills into my hand: "Don't smell it."
I put the pills into my nostrils while pretending to rub my nose, and quickly glanced around the command post with my eyes.
The only command post made of wood in the entire camp was divided into two rooms, inside and outside. There were five people sitting in the command post, which was about more than 100 square meters. There were eight teacups on the table. It looked like there should be three more people. They live in the inner room, and these three people must be of extremely high seniority, otherwise, they would not be sitting still in the room while the five people outside got up one after another.
The identities of the five old men outside should be similar. One of them is an elder of the Hall of Punishment, so the other four should at least be at the level of elders.
Elder Wang in the distance has already spoken: "Everyone, please look, this is the corpse of the disciple we sent into Shimen Pass three times."
A white-faced elder asked: "Are all the three batches of disciples dead?"
"More than 70% of the people are missing, and 30% of them came out but were seriously injured. No one can survive for more than twelve hours." Elder Wang said in a deep voice, "This time, the price we paid is too high. ”
I saw at least hundreds of corpses in the trench. If these were only the three men sent by the Xing Palace into the Heizhugou, then the Xing Palace had lost at least 300 elites, plus the people trapped in the secret realm of the agency. The Xingdian should have paid the price of nearly five hundred people.
Five hundred people, whether in ancient times or now, is enough to rival a large-scale sect. To what extent does Xingdian’s power reach
Elder Wang said: "You are all core members of the Hall of Punishment. Let me say something that I shouldn't say here. Is it worth paying such a high price for a mere secret realm?"
The white-faced elder said solemnly: "For the sake of the secret skills of the mechanism, it is worth killing all the elites of the Penal Hall."
"Elder Wang, don't forget the purpose of exploring the mythical restricted area with the Magic Hand! It represents an era, an era that has declined, but may rise again, and even be unprecedentedly prosperous."
"What does a mechanism that can be activated without energy mean? It means that if we crack the secret technique, we will be able to find new energy sources that humans have been struggling to explore for more than a hundred years. Whoever gets the secret technique will change the world pattern.”
The white-faced elder's eyes glowed with fanaticism: "Think about it for yourself, what will the secret technique of the mechanism bring to us?"
"Seeking profit? We can get astronomical remuneration."
"Seeking a name? Our name is enough to be recorded in history and respected by future generations."
"Seeking power? Can't the secret techniques of the agency make our Xingdian become the overlord of one party?"
The white-faced elder continued: "Besides, this restricted area not only contains the secret techniques of mechanism, but also demon servants, Zhuge Liang's Eight Formation Army Map, Qimen Dunjia technique, and even the method of immortality for thousands of years. For these, we have sacrificed It’s worth any price.”
"But..." Elder Wang hesitated, "If we continue to draw elites, it will have a great impact on our original plan. Will our plan to unify the Detective Hands..."
The white-faced elder said: "Those opportunities can be postponed. What we should do is to get the secret method quickly. The Demon Sect, the Wugui Sect, and the Five Meridians of Detection are all ready to move. We don't start now. Wait until they all gather here, and the secret realm I'm afraid most of the contents will be divided."
Elder Wang was still hesitating: "If we send so many elites here, won't it arouse their suspicion?"
The white-faced elder said: "I have my own arrangements for these matters. Don't worry, I am confident enough that none of them dare to act rashly."
Another elder helped: "Old Wang, don't hesitate. We have already paid such a heavy price. Do you still want to stop in the middle? Putting aside the secrets of the mechanism, even if we want to capture Wang Huan, we will We must continue to send people into Shimen Pass."
Xingdian is now stuck in a difficult position. They are like a group of gamblers who have lost half of their fortune. They are obviously in extreme pain, but they still have a lot of chips in their hands, and they still have the fantasy of making a lot of money after recouping their losses. They will never be willing to gamble without winning or losing, even if they know it Knowing that the secrets of the mechanism are poisonous bait that tempts them to bet, they will automatically give up more considerations and think about the best in everything.
What’s even more frightening is that this kind of gambler is also contagious in his heart.