Ji Thrush was not surprised by Dong Jing's guess.
Originally, when he lived, there was very advanced GPS tracking technology. A small gadget the size of a grain of rice was implanted under the skin. Even if it went into the sky and into the sea, as long as people were still within the coverage of the satellite system, they could not escape the positioning.
Although this "world" does not have such advanced technology, since even corpses can move freely like living people, it is quite normal for the Holy Court to have some way to track their whereabouts.
Thinking of this, Ji Thrush touched his chin.
According to the previous experience of fighting with the elite squad of paladins, he can easily kill about 20 cavalry with crossbows or long knives by himself. The only problem is the two black cavalry. Winged Knight.
When Ji Thrush fought with one of the knights, he had a feeling that although the opponent still had a human appearance, he was more like a marionette.
That black-winged knight didn't seem to have emotions at all, and didn't even need to blink.
All he showed was a tireless and fearless fighting instinct.
In addition, when Ji Xiaoniao tried to destroy the phalanx on the black wing knight brooch, he clearly felt the double illusion of sound and image.
In the half a year of "Peach Blossom Land", Ji Thrush had not been exposed to many spiritual abilities.
Among them, the most frequent one is naturally "God said there will be light" from his family's beauty Ren, and the other is the queen bee encountered in the "SCP containment battle".
However, Ren Jianmo's abilities never hurt him, and when he was within the range of Queen Bee's mental influence, he was wearing a mind-blocking metal collar.
In this way, the ghosts crying and the sea of blood hell he experienced during the day should be regarded as the most shocking spiritual hallucinations he has encountered so far...
Thinking of this, Ji Thrush looked at the two living corpses behind him again.
"What do you think of those two knights with black wings?"
Ji Thrush decided to ask an expert who holds the secret technique of corpse control.
"Do you think they are human?"
Dong Jing turned to look at him.
"The situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't investigate carefully... However, based on my experience, their situation should be different from the corpses I usually control."
The boy pondered for a moment, then said seriously:
"In the form of Changing City with long wings, those two Xiyi red hairs should still be alive, at least their bodies are not dead, but their state is different from normal people..."
He paused, as if thinking about how to describe his feelings:
"By the way, have you ever met a sorcerer who can be a 'top fairy'?"
Ji Thrush: "??"
He didn't even understand the two words that the second young master of the Dong family said.
Dong Jing was a little surprised.
In his opinion, the curly-haired boy in front of him is obviously supposed to be a cultivator, but he doesn't even know the common "top immortal" in the world, which is really surprising.
But the second young master of the Dong family changed his mind, Ji Xiaoniao's sect is a hermit sect, and he may have practiced in the deep mountains and old forests since he was a child, but he was only released now, so it's normal to ask questions and don't know.
So, the boy took a moment to quickly explain the concept of "top fairy".
Cultivators who know how to be "top immortals" can use certain secret techniques to summon a certain god—these gods can be either a piece of land, or a heroic spirit who ranks among the immortals, or an ancestor in the family, or even a certain god. Those who are powerful enough can summon gods from mountains and rivers and even Buddhas and immortals.
After the immortal is summoned, because it has no entity, it can only possess the body of the caster and use his body to carry out activities. This is to "top" the immortal on the body, so it is called "top immortal".
"Oh!"
Ji Thrush felt that he understood.
"You mean, those two knights have a will that doesn't belong to them, that's why they are so powerful, right?"
"exactly!"
Dong Jing nodded.
"I think their situation is very similar to that of 'Top Immortal'."
He curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, "It's a pity that they still claim that there is only one god. In the end, when fighting, they still have to borrow the power of some god or ghost!"
Ji Thrush rubbed his chin, lost in thought.
His understanding of top immortals, summoning, and spirit descending is only superficial when he watched movies, but actual combat experience told him that the fighting power of the two black-winged knights comes from the inlaid sword pinned to the cloak. Fingerbone Brooch.
He didn't know whether that small finger bone should be regarded as a medium or a container or something else, but if that was the case, next time it came across it, just destroy something similar.
…
Ji Thrush chatted with Dong Jing for a while, and asked about the situation in Xijiang from the young man. At this time, it was time to change shifts. Uncle Zhong came out of the cave and drove the two of them back to rest.
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When it was dawn the next day, the group got up quickly, packed up and prepared to continue on their way.
Five people and two corpses walked southwest along the winding mountain.
The physical strength of the group is very good, even Dong Jing, who is dressed as a girl, can walk the mountain road at a speed that is not slow at all.
For two full days, they were on their way, finding a safe place to rest only after the sun went down.
It was not until the afternoon of the third day that the crowd finally crossed the rolling hills and came to a relatively flat river valley.
"Although there are no large-scale towns nearby, there should be quite a few villages scattered around here."
A young man named Zhuzi traveled with the Dong family's caravans in and out of Western Xinjiang and the Central Plains all the year round. He was quite familiar with the terrain in this area, so he suggested:
"I think we'd better not go into the village, and find someone on the outskirts to inquire about the situation. It's best to find out the movements of the Xiyi soldiers nearby."
No one else has an opinion.
As the land area occupied by the holy court army is getting larger and larger, it is necessary to ensure the smooth advancement of the front line and the safety of the rear, so the soldiers brought in seem not enough.
Ji Thrush pondered, except for important military strongholds and transportation hubs, the number of invaders staying behind in rural areas like this should not be too many. As long as they are careful, they may be able to avoid the Holy Court relatively smoothly. eyeliner.
Zhuzi looked at the map and guided the way by memory. After walking for about half an hour, he saw a village in the distance.
It was almost evening.
If it is normal, this should be a meal when the smoke is curling up.
But a few people stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. The thirty or forty huts in sight were all dead silent, not even a wisp of smoke could be seen.
Ji thrush's heart sank.
For some reason, he had a very bad premonition in his heart.
"Go, let's go into the village and have a look."
He heard Dong Jing's hoarse voice, with a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice.
Everyone nodded silently.
In fact, this approach is unnecessary at all, but for some reason, everyone wants to see with their own eyes what happened here.
This village is small in size, located on the east bank of one of the streams in the valley, with only forty-two households in total. The huts with white walls and blue tiles and a yard surrounded by wooden fences look like typical rural villages in the south.
But now, the doors of all the houses are wide open, and the yards and houses are in a mess, obviously after some looting.
They soon found bodies in several of the houses.
These people have been dead for at least a day or two.
In the midsummer season, the corpses quickly emitted a smoky stench. Although there was no obvious decay, the skin of each corpse was covered with a network of blue and black blood vessels, which looked extremely hideous.
The dead, without exception, were civilians in civilian clothes.
A dozen or so of them were men, and their deaths were quite horrifying. There were at least a dozen wounds on their bodies, which were randomly thrown aside like tattered rags.
And more women.
It can be seen at a glance from the state of death that they suffered extremely brutal abuse before they died.
I don't know whether it was because of resistance or other reasons, the women were killed by the perpetrators while being raped, and no one helped them clean up their bodies after they died.
Ji Thrush was soft-hearted, and couldn't stand it anymore. He collected some large pieces of cloth like bed sheets in each room, and whenever he saw a disheveled female corpse, he would cover them with cloth.
"The number is wrong."
Ji Xiaoniao's expression was solemn, "It's impossible for a village to have such a small number of people."
"That's right."
Dong Jing's face was also extremely ugly.
As the heir of the Dong family, Young Master Dong Er, who has been studying corpse control all the year round, has been dealing with the dead since he was able to leave, so naturally he will not feel any fear or disgust towards the corpse that has just started to decay.
But it was precisely because the Dong family's lineage was manipulating corpses that he couldn't see such indiscriminate killing of innocent animals.
"The rest must be around."
He frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Let's look for it again."
…
After about ten minutes, they followed the smoky stench and found the remaining villagers.
There were hundreds of corpses piled up on the grain drying ground behind the village.
The dead included men and women, old and young. Adults were all stabbed to death by knives and guns, while children and babies were smashed to pieces.
Hundreds of corpses piled up into a mountain, just like the legendary "Jingguan" used to frighten the enemy.
The murderer also set a fire here, as if trying to burn all the corpses.
But obviously no amount of fire could burn so many bodies at once.
The fire only scorched the surface of the pile of corpses black, and then extinguished itself due to insufficient oxygen.
The stench of corruption, mixed with the scorched smell of burning protein, makes people want to vomit.
The situation could not be more clear.
The Holy Court soldiers who stayed here thought it was too troublesome and costly manpower and material resources to guard the civilians, so they simply adopted the Three Alls Policy, killing all the small villages in the area under their jurisdiction, and fundamentally eliminating the possibility of fire in the backyard.
The soil in the grain drying field was soaked in blood.
Ji Thrush bowed his head, twisted a small handful, and rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, the black-red clod instantly shattered into powder.
Under the warm sunset, he felt an indescribable anger that pierced his bones, as if it could freeze even blood.