Chapter 111: Three Pots of Oil

Sophia was startled.

Zhou Yi's whole person has fallen downward, there is a cliff below, and you can buckle the stone wall and come up a little bit, so if you go down, your life is not guaranteed!

She was just about to jump down, Zhou Yi had already stepped on the window lattice below, and came up again, Sophia grabbed him, and the two hurriedly hugged each other, prostrate on the roof, and hid in the darkness.

After observing left and right, Zhou Yi even sensed the vicinity, no one came, and the people handed over on the corner tower had already dispersed.

Zhou Yi took a look, and her eyes fell on Sophia's hand, she grabbed her hand and didn't let go at all, probably just thought that she almost fell to death, but fortunately, she remembered the mantra at the critical moment.

"This Netherworld Mountain is very strange, I just perceive that there are people in the corner tower now, there are people in the hall opposite, and I can't perceive it in other places for the time being, this is counted together, there are only a dozen people, is there only such a person in Netherworld Mountain?

Or ......"

Sophia tilted her head slightly and looked at Zhou Yi with some puzzlement.

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Yi frowned, his face did not relax, but became nervous.

"I think that maybe there are only so many living people in this Netherworld Mountain, and the rest, the ones we can't perceive, may ...... Not a living person!"

Sophia shuddered, and her breathing was a little short.

Women are naturally afraid of the dead, just like cockroaches and rats are born afraid, don't look at the ruthlessness when fighting, but as soon as it is said that there are dead people here, her hands are cold in an instant.

"Dead people, is it the kind of black-robed national teacher, the living dead who can't be killed?"

Zhou Yi shook his head, in fact, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, after all, who had touched this thing, but it gave him a very bad feeling.

"I think that the forbidden technique of the living dead is not so easy to perform, otherwise on the night of Qingcheng Mountain's encirclement and suppression, as long as one more person is sent, the black-robed national teacher will not die, and the people of Qingcheng Mountain and us may all die here.

Didn't Emperor Liang say that the master of the black-robed national master Ruoqing was collecting her soul, and if she collected it completely, she could be resurrected.

I think this must not be easy, and it also shows that resurrecting a living dead is easier than recreating one. ”

Sophia nodded vigorously, Zhou Yi was indeed the truth, but looking at these buildings in the Netherworld Mountain, she felt that this place was even more terrifying.

"This guess is indeed very reasonable, but now we can't verify it, there are so many houses, who knows where the soul of the national teacher is, what form is stored?

Zhou Yi was silent.

Although he could perceive it, it was too far away, and he remembered the dangerous aura on the national teacher, but he really didn't notice it in front of him.

"Let's look for them one by one, it's too far away, and I'm so close that I can search. ”

Sophia understood what Zhou Yi meant, nodded slightly, and the two of them jumped directly towards the roof on the left.

Just at a distance, all you can see is lights and figures.

Falling to the roof, Sophia stared at the corner tower diagonally above, where there were people on duty, Zhou Yi was lying on the edge of the eaves, poking through the window paper, and staring into the room.

With the punctured window paper, a smell wafted out.

Zhou Yi shook his head and adjusted the direction, after all, if the process of perception encounters a master, it is easy to be discovered, so it is more stable to take a sneak peek.

With the shaking, Zhou Yi saw that there seemed to be three people, cooking something in a large pot with a diameter of more than two meters around a few mouthfuls, and this smell was the one that emanated.

When I sniffed it closely, it seemed to be the smell of bone broth, but it was still a little fishy.

For a while, it was difficult for Zhou Yi to judge what it was.

Turning her head left and right again, one of them stirred the soup, but the huge spoon in her hand was not properly held, and some hot soup splashed on her own face.

In an instant, there was a wail, and the two people were also startled, and hurriedly ran over to check.

"Sixth sister, how are you, are you burned?"

Listening to the voice, the sixth sister who screamed loudly, and the two women who shouted were not very old, but the moment they saw their faces, Zhou Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

If you don't see it in this way, if you see someone with such a look in front of you, you may subconsciously jump away, because the appearance of the three people is too terrible.

Zhou Yi doesn't care much about appearance, it's just that these three people are not normal at first glance.

Fat and bulky body, bare hands and arm surfaces, elephant-like skin, covered with cauliflower-like growths.

Except for the large growths on the face, the hair is almost gone, and the pieces of flesh seem to be hollowed out and hang down, as if there are dozens of small bags hanging on the face, and you need to raise your eyebrows vigorously to open your eyes.

Zhou Yi endured the discomfort and continued to look inside.

After a few shouts, the burned sixth sister opened her eyes and pulled her collar open, which seemed to burn her neck, and the two people helped her check.

A palm-sized piece of skin was peeled off, and the skin was bright red and red.

Zhou Yi's hair has exploded, and such a sensory stimulation is really difficult to accept.

However, the sixth sister seemed to be accustomed to it, took out a rag on her body, put it on her neck, arranged her clothes, and stood up like a normal person.

"Hurry up and don't patronize me, the oil in the pot can't be stopped, if these three pots of oil are wasted, we will become the materials for making oil, the sect will be in a hurry, we can't delay." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the huge spoon and quickly stirred it, as if there was no change in the pot, and the worry on his face was a little less.

Zhou Yi's gaze fell from her body to the cauldron, in the cauldron that was tumbling up and down, and from time to time there were pieces of meat or bones that were stirred and tumbled.

Looking at these thick bones, Zhou Yi squinted his eyes, because these bones ...... The bones look a bit like ...... The femur of a human.

No, the person just called these soups oil, which is a bit beyond Zhou Yi's cognition, what kind of oil?

At this moment, the woman raised her hand and grabbed an iron chain above the pot, as if some mechanism had been opened, and then an iron bucket made of iron sheet on the top of her head slowly moved down, constantly falling and tilting towards the inside of the pot.

One by one, the round and rumbling human heads without skin cover rolled out directly, and the soup in the soup pot seemed to be jumping excitedly, constantly submerging these heads, and then throwing them so repeatedly.

Zhou Yi was nauseous.

As soon as she turned over and lay on the roof, Sophia couldn't see Zhou Yi's expression clearly, but the sound of his breathing was still very different.

"What's wrong?"

"Below, there are a few weird women, boiling human bone oil in the pot, or corpse oil, looking at the number of human heads, this is a dozen adult men, I feel that this should be a place to refine medicine, but it is a relatively low-level place!"

Sophia covered her mouth.

What kind of world is this, activating the forbidden art, either the living dead, or boiling human bone oil, although she has been to many worlds, but this is the first time.

Zhou Yi patted her arm and grabbed Sophia's fingers, signaling her to concentrate.

Sophia took two deep breaths, and then lay on the edge of the eaves with Zhou Yi and looked down.

The three women were still busy around the soup pot, but there was the sound of footsteps in the direction of the stairs, and a woman in a blue robe stepped forward and lifted her headscarf slightly.

From Zhou Yi and Sophia's point of view, it is impossible to see her face.

"How long will it take to refine it into corpse oil?"

Sophia glanced at Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi also realized at this time.

Not to mention Sophia, he also felt that his back was already drenched in cold sweat, this is really refining corpse oil, no wonder he has to stop, no wonder these three people are so corrupt and festering.

The blue-robed woman clasped her sleeves with both hands, and there was no extra movement, this was staring at the three people, the woman who was called the sixth sister, quickly put down the spoon and bowed down.

"The disciple has seen the master, tomorrow at noon, these three pots will be baked, and the sacrifice of the master's uncle will not be delayed. ”

The blue-robed woman snorted.

"It's good to know that the matter is serious, send the corpse oil over before noon tomorrow, if you delay the sacrifice at night, I can't save you, your master has three apprentices left, I don't want to watch you die, or be made into a medicine man, so I can do it myself!"

The three of them trembled and kowtowed to the blue-robed woman, and then the three of them got up, the sixth sister took out something, and the other two didn't dare to look up, and continued to look at the three pots.

The sixth sister walked up to the blue-robed woman with a hunched waist and sent the things out of her hand to her.

"When I was sorting out things, I found this ring, looking simple and elegant, please don't dislike it, master, after all, we can't go out, we can't have more things to honor you!"