437.Chapter 437: The Demon Suppression Tower

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The mountain road is not easy to walk, we set off at five o'clock in the morning, and drove for two and a half hours to reach the foot of Daming Mountain.

Looking at this mountain covered with dense vegetation, I tightened my backpack on my back, I haven't climbed this kind of mountain for a long time, I guess it will be a great sense of accomplishment to climb it.

Chen Xiudong has been here once, so he is quite familiar with the road, he walked in front of the road, and turned back to talk to us from time to time.

We hadn't been gone long before my shirt was drenched in sweat. Hu Wenxin was more embarrassed than me, sweating profusely, drinking water to replenish water, I jokingly said: "Old Hu, why did you come last night, so empty?" ”

Hu Wenxin sighed and said: "I'm old, I can't compare with you young people, your house shook last night, and today you can still be in good spirits, it's good to be young." ”

What he said made Han Xiaolin's face red, obviously there was no thing, but he made him say it as if it was a real thing, and the more he explained this kind of thing, the darker it became, and I didn't bother to explain, so I climbed the mountain while joking with him.

The strange thing is that after walking for more than two hours, I didn't even see a sparrow, and the whole Daming Mountain was lifeless, except for the plants, there was no vitality at all.

Sure enough, there was a problem!

The further up we go, the more nervous we become, and this is an inexplicable nervousness, like an infectious disease, which quickly infects each of us.

Everyone was silent and looked around vigilantly, Liu Yun even took out her large slingshot and held it in her hand, while Han Xiaolin ran to my side, close to me.

"The carcasses of the animals were found here." When we walked halfway up the mountain, Chen Xiudong pointed to a small col and said to us.

I looked over, and the col was not deep, only a few meters deep, and the width could be more than five meters, but it was so long that there was no end in sight.

The inside of the col is full of white ash, and the charred black can be faintly seen under the white ash, and it is obvious that the carcass of the animal has been disposed of by the relevant authorities. I can also understand this, after all, this is halfway up the mountain, and if it is transported or buried, it will waste a lot of manpower and material resources.

I walked into the col, pulled away the ash and wreckage, and laid my palm on the ground.

Suddenly, an imperceptible suction came from the ground, as if there was a big smoker in this mountain, and I was a tobacco, although the suction was small, but my feeling was unusually strong, I quickly stood up, and went to the col to try again, but this time it was very strange, and there was no suction.

"Did you find anything?" Hu Wenxin asked me while wiping his sweat.

"You put your palms on the ground and look at them." I say.

Hu Wenxin pressed his palm on the ground, and the others did the same, and after about a minute, they looked at me suspiciously, and Hu Wenxin said, "I don't feel anything?" ”

"Huh?" I frowned, tried again, and I could feel the suction.

Is this suction only something I can feel?

If that's the case, why is it only me who can feel it?

Just because I'm more handsome than the average person?

It's not right, although Chen Xiudong looks a little worse than me, he is also very handsome!

Don't...... I was shocked, and suddenly realized that I was different from them—I had dragon blood in my body.

According to my sister, I'm a half-demon.

Combined with the fact that countless animals have died in Daming Mountain, I suddenly came to a conclusion - this suction is only effective for animals.

It seems that there is indeed a powerful monster sealed in this mountain, but it is afraid of being discovered by the masters, so it only sucks the spirit of animals, after all, dead people and dead animals are different.

This is the most plausible explanation I can imagine.

But why do animals die in the cols and not elsewhere? Could it be that there is some mystery in this col?

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't come up with a reason.

Forget it, don't think about things you don't understand, it's a brainstorm.

Although I couldn't figure it out, we couldn't just go down after a trip, so we looked along the col.

This col is circular, particularly long, we walked for more than 20 minutes and did not come to the end, it seems that it went around the mountain, I don't know whether it is formed by rain erosion or how it is formed, it looks quite magical.

"If you don't go, you're tired." Hu Wenxin complained and sat under a dead tree.

He leaned back, obviously trying to rest against the tree for a while, but unfortunately the dead tree could not bear his weight at all, so he heard a "click" and cracked.

"Damn, isn't it, so unsturdy?" Hu Wenxin stood up and kicked at the dead tree.

A large chunk of brown bark had fallen off, revealing something as black as charcoal.

"What is this?" Liu Yun's eyes were sharp, and he reached out and flicked on it.

Not to mention, let her wipe it like this, I also noticed the abnormality, that thing is black and not slippery, the class is engraved with words similar to charms, I tried to buckle it, and it didn't move, this thing should be buried in the ground very deep and deep.

"Come and see, who knows the words on it?" I waved to everyone. I can't understand it anyway.

Everyone watched it and shook their heads, and when I was already hopeless, I heard Hu Wenxin say: "This is really strong and good." ”

"Can you read the text?" I looked at Hu Wenxin in surprise.

"Well, this is Fire Marven, I learned a little." Hu Wenxin said.

"Fire Marven?" I frowned, the first time I had heard the term so big.

Hu Wenxin said: "To put it bluntly, it is the text of the disciples of the south. ”

"There are still disciples in the south?" My mouth opened wide in astonishment.

"Everyone knows that the horse disciples are the products of the northeast, but as everyone knows, there are also horse disciples in the south, and the horse disciples in the south are more powerful than the horse disciples in the northeast, but the south horse has always been mysterious, and few people know it." Chen Xiudong took over the conversation.

"Not bad." Hu Wenxin nodded: "We call the southern horse the fire horse, and the fire horse text is the text of the fire horse." ”

"And what's written on it?" I asked.

"The gist of the above record is that a fire horse disciple named Dang Qianqiu joined forces with twenty-eight Laoshan Taoist priests to seal Qiang Liang at the cost of his life." Hu Wenxin said: "By the way, it also says that the seal Qiangliang is used to suppress the demon tower, as for the rest of the information, I don't know, after all, this stone tablet only has such a small section." ”

"This revenge is really fierce enough." Chen Xiudong sighed.

I also have a lot of respect for this Fire Horse disciple, and I seal a monster by sacrificing my life, what a persistent heart to destroy demons and defend the way.

Other than that, I'd like to know, where is the so-called Demon Suppression Tower?