This carrion had a foul smell on its body, and its scalp and hair would fall off. Obviously, it had been buried in the ground for decades before it was possible for the corpse of a cultivator in the Destiny Realm to rot into this state.
This scene is so gloomy that Feng Feiyun actually dug up a body from the ground.
"You said... You said this was Gu Chuanfeng?" Someone said in disbelief.
Ling Donglai said categorically: "Impossible, Gu Chuanfeng has just disappeared, and this carrion has been buried in the ground for at least decades, how could it be the same person? Feng Feiyun, who are you trying to scare? "
Gu Chuanfeng is the young marquis of the Tianhou Mansion of the God Throne. He is also one of the most influential figures in the younger generation of Shendu. Many young talents know him.
A young overlord and "Gu Chuanfeng" are good friends. After seeing Feng Feiyun's carrion, he suddenly froze and said, "This carrion is definitely Gu Chuanfeng!"
"Zhao Li, what are you talking about?" Ling Donglai glared at the young overlord.
The young overlord named "Zhao Li" said, "Ling Donglai, I'm telling the truth. Gu Chuanfeng practiced 'God Throne Streamer', and the bones of his legs have long been forged like fine iron. Look at that carrion. the legs..."
Sure enough, the bones of the corpse's legs were obviously different from the bones in the rest of the body, more than twice as hard.
"It doesn't mean that he is Gu Chuanfeng. Anyone who has practiced the speed of the peculiar science will have harder bones in their legs than other places." Ling Donglai said.
Zhao Li said again: "Then what do you see hanging on the waist of the carrion?"
Everyone was already hairy at the moment, and at the same time, they looked at the corroded waist. It was a silver token the size of a palm with the word "God Throne" printed on it. Card.
After seeing this token, everyone felt their scalp tingle, even Ling Donglai was no exception.
This carrion is definitely Gu Chuanfeng.
The atmosphere of the entire village became eerie. The carrion held in Feng Feiyun's hands looked particularly gloomy under the moonlight, making people tremble from the heart.
The young cultivators present were all dragons and phoenixes, and their determination was far stronger than that of ordinary people. They had seen countless strange and strange things, but they did not feel scared like this at the moment.
Ye Xiaoxiang was standing behind Feng Feiyun, and when he saw the stinking carrion, he felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help grasping Feng Feiyun's clothes.
Dongfang Jingyue took a deep breath and said, "Feng Feiyun, how do you know that Gu Chuanfeng is buried under this old mulberry tree? Do you know who killed him?"
Feng Feiyun buried Gu Chuanfeng back in the ground and shook his head.
It was also because he dug up the Buddhist mirrors and vajra pestles of Buddhist monks in the monk's monastery in the daytime, so he guessed that after Gu Chuanfeng disappeared, he should also be buried in the soil.
When Gu Chuanfeng was really dug out, Feng Feiyun's heart was shaken.
"Don't you know?" Ling Donglai said with a sneer: "There are several people with a higher cultivation base than you, and even they didn't find any clues, but only you know that Gu Chuanfeng is buried in the ground, and you can find it even more. The specific location, dig him out. You must know some unknown things."
Feng Feiyun smiled coldly and said, "Even if I know some unknown things, why should I tell you? Xiaoxiang, let's go."
Feng Feiyun has naturally used the technique of Xiaoyan to calculate something, knowing that he can't stay here any longer, and he will die without a place to be buried if he stays here.
"My God! The three kings are also gone. They were all kneeling there just now." Someone exclaimed.
Wang Sanwang disappeared even more suddenly, and there was almost no sign. Even the most powerful Dongfang Jingshui and Beiming Potian did not find any clues.
Feng Feiyun was pulling Ye Xiaoxiang and was about to leave, but he suddenly stopped and pointed his finger in the direction of the village entrance. A rotting corpse was exploding from the soil. This corpse rotted even more severely. One bone remains.
Because Wang Sanwang practiced the "Eagle King Body Refinement Technique", someone quickly recognized him.
At this moment, even these sturdy young talents were flustered, they gathered with each other, some three formed a team, some five back-to-back vigilant around, a look like a big enemy.
Beiming Potian's face was dignified, the eyes of the red deer under him were turning, and the four hooves were stomping the ground, obviously feeling the strange atmosphere here.
The young talents of Dazai's family are almost all approaching Beiming Potian, and they are all vigilant in all directions.
"Oops, Zhao Li is gone." A voice broke the silence.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
Originally, "Zhao Li" had gathered with the other three young talents just now, back to back in a circle, but suddenly they disappeared, and even the three young talents standing beside them did not. know exactly what's going on.
This time, without anyone speaking, everyone's eyes were fixed on Feng Feiyun.
Zhao Li's body was finally found by Feng Feiyun, and only a few bones remained. This was a young overlord, but he died silently, as if he had been dead for hundreds of years. generally.
"Feng Feiyun, you should tell everyone what you know, or everyone will die here tonight." Someone finally started to panic.
Although Ling Donglai's qi luck was strong, after entering the ghost village, his qi luck was still suppressed, and he said with some taboo: "Feng Feiyun, all of us are grasshoppers on the same boat now, if we are going to die , and will definitely kill you first."
"That's right, Feng Feiyun, you can never escape here alone." Another said.
Feng Feiyun sneered again and again, and said, "It's okay to tell you, in fact, I don't know what's going on."
"Who believes it!" Ling Donglai said coldly.
Everyone felt that Feng Feiyun deliberately brought them here to kill them.
"I... I believe." Ye Xiaoxiang's voice was a little low, and then he said: "We also only came to this small town yesterday, I begged him to come to this small town, otherwise he would not come here. Naturally, it is even more impossible to know what the hell is going on in the ghost village."
Ye Xiaoxiang is a master of music and temperament and never lies. All young talents know this.
Dongfang Jingyue snorted softly and said, "He listens to you very much. Since you are so determined to come to this town, have you been here before, do you know what the hell is going on in this ghost village?"
Ye Xiaoxiang felt Dongfang Jingyue's aggressive gaze, and did not know why this Miss Dongfang was targeting her like this
Feng Feiyun said a little displeased: "Miss Dongfang, you better be careful when you speak."
"You..." Dongfang Jingyue felt an inexplicable anger in her heart.
"I knew there was going to be a problem." Dongfang Jingshui muttered, and quickly stopped between Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingyue, and said solemnly: "What are you two going to do? Now we should think about what to do. Going out of the ghost village, even if you have hatred or hatred, wait until you go out."
Dongfang Jingyue calmed down the anger in her heart and stared at Feng Feiyun coldly. The look in those beautiful eyes was extraordinarily complicated.
Feng Feiyun grinned, seeing Dongfang Jingyue's madness, he was inexplicably happy.
"The only way to survive now is to hide in those cottages and houses. When the day dawns, the ghost village will disappear automatically, and there may be a chance of survival." Feng Feiyun said.
Ling Donglai sneered and said: "Why do I feel that the village houses are more dangerous, what is your intention, Feng Feiyun, that you want to kill all of us?"
Feng Feiyun said: "If you don't believe me, then you stay here, maybe try to escape?"
Donglai was instantly speechless.
"I will never enter those cottage houses anyway. This village is only so big. I can escape within a breath." A tall and thin young man, After sacrificing the natal magic weapon in his dantian, his body rose from the ground, and just after flying to a height of 100 meters, his body suddenly disappeared, as if it had evaporated from others.
Soon, his body was dug out from the soil by Feng Feiyun.
Those cultivators who wanted to escape all had their faces pale and dared not go to the ghost village again.
The ghost village is as terrifying as the legends make it out to be!
"Since you guys want to stay here and wait to die, I won't accompany you."
Feng Feiyun pulled Ye Xiaoxiang and walked straight into a small cottage room with lights on.
It was a loess-built hut, a thatched-covered hut with only two rooms in total, with a vine fence outside.
There are more than 20 rooms in the ghost village like this, all of which are lit, but no one lives in it. It is for this reason that these young talents are afraid to enter the house.
"Feng Feiyun actually walked in. Could it be that those cottages are really our only way to survive? Why do I feel that there are more terrifying things in those cottages?" The manor's daughter said so, she is also a young king with extreme talent, who has reached the third level of destiny.
"Since he's all gone in, it's definitely safer than outside. Anyway, we'll be dead here anyway. It's better to enter those cottages. Maybe there's a chance of life." Ling Donglai went straight to another village. Walking in the house, a few young talents and beauties followed behind him, and they also walked in. After all, Ling Donglai's luck was strong, and following him might give him a chance.
Beiming Potian also brought some people into another cottage.
The other young monks also walked together and entered different village houses to avoid the invisible danger.
In fact, Feng Feiyun wasn't sure in his heart that there was really a way to survive entering the cottage, and this was just his own guess.
"Hey, after we come in, can we really go out alive?" Ye Xiaoxiang hesitated, but finally asked this question.
"I never said that!" Feng Feiyun said.
"Then why do we have to come in?" Ye Xiaoxiang asked.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Look at this room, there is actually such a big bed, and there is a quilt on the bed, how soft. Anyway, we are all dying, or we are in the last time of life, to do something meaningful?"