Chapter 62: The corpse of the Holy Demon Temple is infested

Zhao Xiaofeng traveled a long way, and it took more than four months to come to the Holy Demon Palace.

The prosperity of the Holy Demon Temple definitely exceeds that of the capital of the Great Yin Empire, stretching for hundreds of miles, with pavilions and shops.

The disciples of the Holy Demon Temple have never been in business, and the people who run these shops are all subjects of the Great Yin Empire. These shopkeepers hand over most of their income to the Holy Demon Temple, leaving only a small portion for themselves.

Among all the shops, the largest number and the most prosperous are the medical halls. The prescriptions of these medical halls are all from the Holy Demon Temple, and they are said to have the miraculous effect of "raising the flesh and bones of the dead". There is an endless stream of people who come here every day to see a doctor, not to mention tens of thousands. These people who see patients are mainly from the Great Yin Empire, and there are also patients from the Great Zhao Empire and the Great Chu Empire!

Among the crowd of people who saw the doctor was a thin and thin young man, who was carrying a long package on his back, dusty, and haggard and unsettled. This young man is none other than Zhao Xiaofeng. Zhao Xiaofeng was dressed like this, no one could have imagined that he was actually a young hero of the Megatron Divine Continent! Of the eight major sects in the Divine Continent, five major sects had already been destroyed! The inheritance orbs of the five major sects had all fallen into the hands of a young man. This young man is Zhao Xiaofeng! Now, Zhao Xiaofeng's name has resounded throughout the entire Shenzhou Continent. People want to know the origin of this young man, and they all want to see the true face of this young man. It's a pity that no one knows the whereabouts of this young man! Today, Zhao Xiaofeng walked on the street unobstructed, but no one knew him.

Zhao Xiaofeng is lonely! Since his grandmother's death, he has been his home all over the world and has wandered the rivers and lakes alone. The Zhao family's blood feud was like a heavy burden, weighing him down. He is only eleven years old, and he should have lived carefree under the care of his parents. It's a pity that he has no parents, he has grown up so big, he hasn't even seen his parents, he was raised by his grandmother! The murderer of his grandmother is Huo Sanniang, the third princess of the Holy Demon Palace, although Huo Sanniang is also dead, but this is at the cost of the second death of Zhao Xiaofeng's mother, the Wisteria God.

Zhao Xiaofeng hated the Holy Demon Palace, and this time he came, not only to get the inheritance orb of the Holy Demon Palace, but also to avenge his relatives!

If it weren't for Huo Tian, the former hall master of the Holy Demon Palace, Zhao Xiaofeng's father, Zhao Chengfeng, would not have died!

If it weren't for Huo Sanniang, the third princess of the Holy Demon Temple, Zhao Xiaofeng's grandmother would not have died, and his mother, the Wisteria God, would not have died a second time!

Zhao Xiaofeng stopped in front of a small restaurant.

On the front steps of the restaurant sat an old woman with a haggard face, her dark blue pants covered with patches had been washed white, a pair of large rough hands clutching a wooden stick, a swarthy face, and a pair of eyes staring blankly into the distance. Beside her was a broken bowl with a few copper coins in it.

Zhao Xiaofeng squatted down cautiously next to the old woman, and his dress was no big difference from that of a beggar.

The old woman glanced at Zhao Xiaofeng and said lightly: "You are so young, you became a beggar, did your family suffer a disaster?" Obviously, she had already regarded Zhao Xiaofeng as her kind.

Zhao Xiaofeng didn't speak, just nodded.

The old woman sighed, and looked into the distance with a pair of cloudy eyes: "When my son disappeared, he was as old as you...... Now, twenty years have passed!" she didn't shed tears, just sat there motionless, staring blankly into the distance. Twenty years! Her tears have long since dried up!

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "Did your son come here to see a doctor and go missing?"

The old woman was surprised, "How do you know?"

Zhao Xiaofeng said: "In an encounter like yours, there are at least two hundred people I have encountered today!"

The old woman let out a long sigh: "You know, if you kill me, you won't come here to see a doctor." ”

Zhao Xiaofeng asked: "Come to see a doctor, why did you disappear?"

The old woman shook her head blankly: "There are too many people to see a doctor...... My son was called in by a short doctor and never came out......"

Zhao Xiaofeng stood up suddenly: "Can you take me to that medical center, maybe, I can find your son." ”

The old woman suddenly became energetic: "Go, I'll take you!"

After walking through the streets and alleys, about half an hour later, the old woman suddenly stopped, pointed to a tall shop in front of her, and her voice was a little tight: "That's it, you have to be careful, you must not say that you are here to find someone." She spoke, a look of horror on her face: "The last time I went, I was almost killed by them. ”

Zhao Xiaofeng said: "Don't go in, if you have your son's whereabouts, I will come to you." ”

This medical clinic, like other medical clinics, is also surprisingly good, and the door is black, and it is full of patients. It took Zhao Xiaofeng a long time to squeeze in.

The infirmary was crowded with people, and a tall, middle-aged man stood proudly in the middle of the crowd with a long ash rod in his hand. The ash rod suddenly struck a young man's head, and a large bag immediately swollen on his head. The young man touched his head with his hand, but his face was excited, and the people next to him also cast envious eyes at him: "Good ...... This lad is in good luck!"

Zhao Xiaofeng was really a little confused, he was beaten with a big bag on his head, he was not angry or annoyed, his face was still full of excitement, and the people next to him were still envious of his good luck. Zhao Xiaofeng was puzzled, and just as he was wondering, the long ash rod slammed into the top of his head. Zhao Xiaofeng didn't hide, he wanted to see what kind of good luck he and that young man would have. In the admiration of others, Zhao Xiaofeng and the young man were led by a woman in white to a small door next to them, and eight big characters were written on the small door in red lacquer: "The master personally diagnoses, the wonderful hand rejuvenates"! As soon as Zhao Xiaofeng and the young man walked in, the small door "slammed" shut.

The room was very dark, and only the shadows of each other could be faintly seen. But the dim environment had no effect on Zhao Xiaofeng's eyesight. Zhao Xiaofeng's senses are much sharper than ordinary people!

The hut was narrow and long, and through the eerie narrow passageway, there were branches in front of it, two separate lanes, leading to the two ends of the pitch black. A woman in white came ghostly in the dark, and she glanced at Zhao Xiaofeng coldly: "Follow me!"

Zhao Xiaofeng hesitated, pretending to be scared, but finally walked over.

A subtle sneer flashed across the stiff face of the woman in white!

Zhao Xiaofeng turned around and found that the young man who had come in with him just now and another woman in white had walked to the opposite side of the road, and disappeared in a moment.

Zhao Xiaofeng turned his head and found that the woman in white was looking straight at him with a pair of cold eyes, she was so scary! Zhao Xiaofeng stood still and smiled unnaturally.

The woman in white said coldly: "You can't look at things that shouldn't be seen, have you remembered?"

Zhao Xiaofeng pretended to be sincerely frightened, and kept nodding: "Remember...... Remembered ......"

The woman in white turned around and walked forward with Zhao Xiaofeng again. After walking for a while, a long downhill appeared in front of me, and the ramp was very steep and long and slippery, leading straight to the ground.

With such a steep downhill, the woman in white walked steadily. Without a certain amount of martial arts cultivation, maybe it would have slipped down a long time ago.

Zhao Xiaofeng held on to the aisle wall and slid down cautiously, he didn't want to show his martial arts, he wanted the woman in white to see herself as a weak, weak and incompetent little beggar. Zhao Xiaofeng asked breathlessly in the back: "This road is too steep and slippery, I can't hold on anymore!"

The woman in white walked forward without looking back, as if she hadn't heard Zhao Xiaofeng's words.

Zhao Xiaofeng shouted from behind: "Where are you going to take me?"

The woman in white finally stopped, slowly turned her head, looked at Zhao Xiaofeng viciously, and said viciously: "If you shouldn't ask, you can't ask, do you remember?"

Zhao Xiaofeng looked very scared, he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the woman in white, lowered his head, didn't even say anything, just nodded vigorously.

Zhao Xiaofeng finally went down the steep slope.

The woman in white walked quickly, bypassed a thick stone pillar in front, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Xiaofeng was out of breath and trotted all the way over.

There was no one behind the stone pillar, but there was a fine wooden chest. The box was closed, with a large elephant's trunk lock hanging from it. There is a golden key stuck in the keyhole.

Zhao Xiaofeng hesitated, and finally squatted down.

The golden key turned twice, and the elephant trunk lock slammed open, and a heart-rending scream came from the box.

Zhao Xiaofeng was startled, his body was crooked, and he almost fell.

As soon as the screams rang out, they suddenly stopped.

There was dead silence in the aisle again!

Zhao Xiaofeng was bold, carefully removed the elephant trunk lock, and opened the box little by little......

The wooden box was completely opened, and a huge attraction pulled Zhao Xiaofeng in at once......

It looked like a wooden chest on the outside, but when you entered it, it became a large, deep pool. The pool was filled with black water, and a strange medicinal smell filled the air.

Zhao Xiaofeng instantly activated the Heavenly Heart Bead in his body.

The Tianxin Bead was a gift from the mysterious Feng Granny to Zhao Xiaofeng, and it was said to be a defensive supreme artifact!

The Tianxin Bead can avoid water and fire, can detoxify all poisons, and has many unexpected functions, and its auxiliary functions are not inferior to the inheritance bead on Zhao Xiaofeng's wrist!

Although the water in the pool was very dark, Zhao Xiaofeng saw everything in the pool clearly.

There are people in the pool, not one or two, but many, Zhao Xiaofeng preliminarily estimates, to say the least, there are two thousand!

More than 2,000 people are teenagers, and although they have different appearances and clothes, their heights are surprisingly consistent!

More than 2,000 people were looking at Zhao Xiaofeng coldly, and their faces, except for indifference, there was no expression.

War Corpses!

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly thought of the war corpse!