Chapter 11 Flowers are not red for a hundred days

Temple altar.

"The names of the five stones are: the Stone of Bravery, the Stone of Honor, the Stone of Faith, the Stone of Love, and the Stone of Wisdom, which correspond to the five professions of Warrior, Swordsman, Assassin, Pharmacist, and Warlock." Zuoqiu Huitang finally figured out the meaning of the stone carving and explained to the other two, "The five stones form an enchantment, suppressing the monsters underground, and if you take it at will, it will destroy the enchantment." ”

"So you can't take these stones?" Hui Yang asked.

"No, it just takes a specific approach. One person from each of the five classes can continue to maintain the barrier by removing the stone from the altar and instilling their power into the altar at the same time. ”

"Then let's go back to Loulan to find someone, it shouldn't be difficult to get together people from five professions." Huiyang proposed.

"Which is the Stone of Honor?" Yuqing asked.

"The second piece from the left, golden."

As soon as Hui Tang's words fell, Youqing reached out and grabbed the stone.

"Stop!" Hui Tang and Hui Yang shouted at the same time.

"There are countless corpses and resentful spirits buried under the desert, once released, the consequences will be unimaginable, and Loulan City may cease to exist!" Hui Yang roared.

NPC is quite easy to use as a tool man.,It's just that I like to chirp crookedly when it's critical.,It's more annoying.。 What does the destruction of Loulan have to do with her, it's so easy to come here, do you want to return in vain? She just wanted to do a task.

Youqing ignored the two of them, and took the golden stone off and put it in her arms.

The moment she took the Stone of Honor, the other four stones lost their light and fell to the ground. The entire altar shook violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Hui Yang and Hui Tang didn't care about blaming her, and rushed to rescue the remaining four stones. By the time they came to their senses, Youqing had long since disappeared.

*

A huge sandstorm suddenly blew in the desert, and the sand and gravel under his feet kept bouncing, and it seemed that the whole ground was trembling.

"What's going on, there's an earthquake?" March said subconsciously.

Without answering, Yin grabbed her hand and led her to the back of a sand dune to escape the sandstorm.

The overwhelming sand and dust obscured the sun, and it was impossible to tell the direction.

The tremors of the ground continued, and a terrible roar was heard from underground.

Since the face mask covers the face, it is impossible to see the emotion of the seal. March is very calm, as a veteran driver, she has rich experience in death, I don't know how many times she has been on the edge of life and death, so she is not surprised.

After a while, the storm passed, but the shaking of the ground became more intense. March's foot was suddenly grabbed by something, and when she looked down, her whole body trembled, it turned out to be a hand without flesh and skin!

Yin Jue swung his short knife and slashed the hand.

Looking around in March, even if you are used to seeing strong winds and waves, you can't help but turn pale.

Dry hands stretched out from the sand, far and near, densely packed, innumerable. These dry corpses, who had been sleeping for thousands of years, were awakened by something, and they were crawling out from under the yellow sand!

Just when March was frightened and at a loss, Yin Jue took out two buckets of grease from his arms, splashed them around the two of them, and then lit them with a fire breaker. Due to the fire beads on March's body, the flames could not get close to the two of them, but instead blocked the monsters outside, forming a small safe area.

"The walking dead are afraid of fire." After doing all this, Yin Jue explained.

The two of them sat in the flames, surrounded by walking corpses one after another, and there was no end in sight. In this situation, no matter how high the light work is, it is useless, unless it can be maintained and never landed, otherwise, once it falls into the monster pile......

Although the oil carried by Yin Jue was sufficient, the two of them did not carry much water and food, and they died here sooner or later.

March is not afraid of death. Since playing the game, she has been in desperate situations countless times, both failing and dying, and escaping. But she was afraid of this long and desperate torture, and would rather die a happy death than starve to death.

Even in this situation, she didn't say a word of discouragement. In such a situation, negative words are of no use except to affect the mood of their comrades.

"The moon in Izumo Castle is beautiful." Yin Jue said suddenly.

Has he been to Izumo Castle too?

"It's really beautiful." She said.

"Every year on May 15, when the moon is at its fullest, the Izumo people hold a moon festival." Yin Jue said again.

Did he also go to the moon festival? March remembered the festival and muttered, "Firebird...... If I can escape this time, I must catch a firebird as a mount......" She turned her head to look at Yin Jue, "Do you have any wishes?" ”

"I'm going to get stronger." Yin Jue replied.

That's right, visit the forums more, and don't forget to help me like the post. March tugged at the corners of her mouth, trying to smile at him as a sign of encouragement, but could only make a miserable smile.

"When you're tired, go to sleep." Yin Jue said softly.

You can sleep in the game.

March lay down as she was told. Neither of them was in the mood to chat, and they couldn't go offline, so there was really nothing to do except sleep. Due to the lack of space, her head could only rest on Yinjue's lap.

She fell asleep quickly, and after a few moments, her breathing became even.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." After a long time, Yin Jue whispered. He carefully moved March's head to the ground and stood up. Then, through the flames, he walked straight into the mound.

*

In Loulan, it is naturally impossible to miss this anomaly. Fortunately, there are not many monsters near Loulan, and there are many adventurers in the city, which are quickly cleared.

Worried about Yin Jue's safety, she insisted on going outside the city to have a look, but Shou Heng didn't find Prayer Tears, guessing that she was with Yin Jue, so she ventured out of the city with Shan Mei.

The distribution of monsters outside the city is relatively scattered, and both of them have good strength, fighting while walking, and soon came to a special area. The monsters here are very dense, with three layers inside and three layers outside, forming a huge encirclement, and it seems that something in the middle is attracting them.

"Middle...... Someone must have been. Shouheng muttered.

The Walking Dead are quite sensitive to the breath of the living. Looking at the number of mountains and fields, the people in the middle are afraid that they are more than lucky......

Suddenly, a fire broke out among the corpses. Fire is the nemesis of the walking corpses, and fear of fire is their instinct, and the walking corpses frantically flee outside, but the fire spreads rapidly, and most of the monsters are not spared.

Due to the dispersal of the walking corpses, a figure was revealed in the place where the fire first started.

However, the man stood motionless, and had lost signs of life. In the blink of an eye, it was engulfed in flames and reduced to ashes.

"Brother." Said softly.

There was no bitter crying of liver and intestines, and there was no heart-rending roar.

She slumped on the ground and spat out the salutation in a very soft, soft voice.