Yuan Keel uncovered the white cloth on several other corpses: "Look at these again." ”

Bai Luo stepped forward and looked through them one by one, and the other people were all wearing the clothes of the disciples of the Xuanyue Temple. Unlike the corpse of the mausoleum keeper, these people did not look sick, but they all had traces of a fight, and the arms of the worst corpse were all cut off together.

In the same way, these people have the pattern of Northern Yin Fire on their necks.

Bai Luo's body was pressed down on the tomb keeper's body, and a cyan enchantment suddenly appeared.

These are not dead corpses, it's just that the original gods have been suppressed!

Bai Luo's expression suddenly turned grim, and he turned around and slashed at the Yuan Dragon Bone in the air.

How could Yuan Longbone have thought that Bai Luo would suddenly attack?

A tiger roar came from the wind, and before it reached the Yuan Dragon Bone, the Yuan Dragon Bone bounced backwards.

Six dark red figures from behind the Yuan Dragon Bone flew out of the air from behind the Yuan Dragon Bone, and when the Yuan Dragon Bone landed, the six figures returned to the Yuan Dragon Bone's body.

With a "bang", the Yuan keel fell to the ground and hit the beams and pillars in the house, and the smoke and dust shook off the roof and sprinkled everyone.

Bai Luo's blue pupils froze: "The six of you have fallen into the demonic path, and you don't kill them but exchange your spirit for the evil qi on their bodies?"

Yuan Longji pressed his chest and got up from the ground: "These people are all disciples of my Xuanyue Temple. ”

Bai Luo said coldly: "What?"

Yuan Keel straightened up: "I'm saved." ”

Bai Luo said coldly: "If you help thousands of people into demons, you will also save them like this?"

Yuan Longji said awe-inspiringly: "I am the master of the Xuanyue Temple, and I manage the people of Fufeng, so naturally I should put the people first. ”

Bai Luo sighed and said, "Sect Master Yuan, have you ever thought that since these people have formed the Northern Yin Fire Demon, it means that they have voluntarily signed a contract with the Demon Dao?

"If I hadn't been able to take care of the people of Fufeng, how could they have made a contract with the demons in order to survive?"

"People are born to die, and no matter how long they live, they will not live for more than a hundred years. For decades of being ordained, but making a slave contract with the demon clan for eternity and eternity, why should such a person be saved?"

Yuan Longji was silent for a long time, and his eyes were a little lonely: "The Heavenly Realm has abandoned the people of Fufeng, I always have to try." Also, I don't believe that my disciples of the Xuanyue Temple will sign any contract with the Demon Clan!"

Yuan Longgu pointed to the disciple whose arm was cut off by Qi Qi with some excitement and said: "This is my scholar Shi Er, I grew up watching him since he was a child, he has a pure temperament and is upright, how could he be willing to fall into the devil's way?" Yuan Long Gu looked at Shi Er with some distress: "His arm was cut off by himself." ”

Chopped it yourself?

If you want to conclude a demon contract, why should you cut off your arm before falling into the demon path?

Zong Ye said coldly: "Master, these four people have some fine scars on their arms, you can take a look." ”

Bai Luo stepped forward to investigate, and as Zong Ye said, except for Shi Er, the other four Xuanyue Temple disciples all had small crescent-shaped wounds on their arms. The wounds are extremely small, almost negligible compared to the other wounds on their bodies.

But if the arms of the four of them were side by side, the wound was extremely noticeable, because the small meniscus wound was neatly placed in the same place.

It was the left arm that Shi Er had severed.

But there is no such wound on the body of the tomb keeper.

Bai Luo's fingertips gathered the golden spirit flow, and the golden spirit flow was like a thin thread poured into the meniscus-shaped wound.

The wound seemed to sense the golden spirit flow, and suddenly a dark red light appeared as if it was resisting Bai Luo's golden spirit flow.

Bai Luo took back his golden spirit stream and asked Yuan Keel, "What do you think?"

"I suspect they were forced to connect. ”

Indeed, except for the mausoleum keeper, who showed signs of being terminally ill, the other five were all ill.

The Tomb Keeper had a reasonable reason to make a contract with the demons in order to survive, but what about the other five disciples?

"Xue Hatwan, have you ever seen such a wound?"

Xue Yu smiled bitterly: "You don't know how I know?"

If there is a big flood in a certain place, or a drought in a certain place for several months, Xue Yu will get such news before Bai Luo, but when it comes to the demon clan, I'm afraid no one will get the news before Bai Luo.

For hundreds of years, Bai Luo has always thought that Fufeng first had plague, famine and then people fell into demons. But if someone is in the first place, and the plague and famine are behind, then the natural disaster becomes a conspiracy.

Yuan Keel arched his hand at Bai Luo and said: "I know that you are not ordinary people, and I implore you to save me and help the wind." "For months, Yuan Keel has not rested for a day, and even the white gauze that originally fits is a little empty. Originally, in the sea, the Yuan dragon bone was just a mayfly, but he had the wind bones to stand up to the sky.

Bai Luo looked at the Yuan Dragon Bone quietly and said lightly: "Okay." ”

Although Bai Luo answered easily, he had so many things that he didn't know where to start.

Plague, famine, enchantment.

These three words were tangled together in Zong Ye's mind. After a while, Zong Ye said coldly: "Master, if these people are not enchanted because of famine, then the Yi Zi will eat ......."

Zong Ye didn't finish speaking, but Bai Luo quickly understood.

If the person who helps the wind is in front of the demon, there will be no such thing as eating and rioting.

Demon Hell was originally a world of cannibalism.

It's just that someone has turned Fufu into another hell.

The plague has not been cured, and there are demons secretly making trouble, this matter is really tricky.

Bai Luo frowned slightly and asked Yuan Longji: "Sect Master Yuan, the cause of the disease should be found first, can the source of this plague be explored?"

Yuan Longji said: "The most sick man is the butcher of the Jiang family, just an ordinary wind and cold." Later, after all the people in the Jiang family fell ill, one Lang Zhong found out that something was wrong and came to inform the Xuanyue Temple. But it was too late, the water from the well was already infected, and within a few days all the families were sick. ”

"Only the Jiang family's illness has stained all the well water?" Yan Zhu was a little strange: "Fufeng is close to Luoshui and Weishui, and Fufeng's well is also connected to the two rivers. Luoshui and Weishui are flowing waters, and they flow very fast. No matter how serious the epidemic of the Jiang family is, it will only infect the wells around the Jiang family and downstream, how can all the wells of Fufeng be infected?"

Yuan Longji frowned and said, "This is also a strange place in Xia, but I haven't been able to find an answer for months. It was also realized that there was a problem with the water because the epidemic was only rampant at the bottom of the mountain, and only a few disciples of the Xuanyue Temple went down the mountain to treat the sick and the disciples who drank the well water at the bottom of the mountain were sick. The people of the Xuanyue Temple liked to drink rootless water and morning dew, and even less drank well water. ”

Bai Luo frowned slightly: "Has Sect Master Yuan ever thought about it, if the water pollution comes first, the epidemic comes later?"