Chapter 110: The Short-lived Heavenly Dao Darling 34)
Because, she saw that the black gas oozing out of the pit was getting thicker and thicker, and she should be about to dig to the end.
"It's cold." Some of the guards couldn't help but whisper and looked up at the midday sun.
I felt strange in my heart, it was so cold in the summer, it was still noon, and the sun was at its fiercest......
Next, these ten people are digging more and more slowly, although these people are hard, they are also people who practice martial arts, and they have internal force to protect their bodies.
But as the pit dug deeper and deeper, more and more yin qi seeped out, and they gradually couldn't stand the cold breath and felt colder and colder.
Jun Anzhi saw that they had almost dug up, and the most important thing was that their bodies couldn't stand the erosion of more yin qi.
"It's okay......" Jun Anzhi's voice was undoubtedly natural at this time.
The guards breathed a sigh of relief and jumped out of the pit that had been dug almost a foot deep.
At this time, even if they are sluggish, they can guess the reason why the prince asked them to dig a pit with this Dao chief, and why the Taoist priest appeared in the barracks.
There may be something remarkable underneath the pit that the Taoist priest wants them to dig......
Sure enough, the Taoist priest did not disappoint them, only to see him pull out a handful...... Wooden swords, seemingly scattered around the pit with a lot of rune paper......
After doing all this, Jun Anzhi looked up at the sky and beckoned to Seventeen, "Is there any news from the prince?" ”
Seventeen no longer has the contempt for Jun Anzhi at this time—after guessing that there might be something buried in the pit.
I saw him bow down and say, "There is no news for the time being." ”
"Okay, you notify the prince and say that you can start, and let him send us a signal as soon as he receives the news."
"Yes." Seventeen immediately took the order and left, he had to do it himself.
Soon, the signal flare on Jing Zhao's side rose, and Jun Anzhi drove the people away and moved directly into the pit.
She could only use the peachwood sword very rudely to plunge directly into the center of the big pit.
At the same time, the rune papers that she scattered around the pit at random turned out to spin automatically without wind.
Those rune papers actually faintly revealed a golden light.
"Hoo ......"
With Jun Anzhi's movements, a gust of wind blew around the big tent.
It was obviously a hot summer, and the sun was shining in the sky, and everyone present felt that the skin blown by the wind had a kind of cold that scraped the bones.
Deep into the bone marrow.
This made the adjutant generals and the dark and small soldiers present feel cold hairs stand on end.
I felt a kind of fear from the bottom of my heart.
At this time, everyone's eyes were dazzled, and they saw that the smell was a handful of paper people from their arms, only to see him wave his hand casually, and the paper man fell to the ground.
Strange things happened, those little paper men actually picked up the hoes, shovels and other tools that the guards had abandoned on the edge of the pit and dug the pit.
As the little paper figure dug up the soil little by little, he could see what was in the pit......
"Vomit ......"
Some soldiers couldn't help but turn their heads and vomit.
Even though they had walked through countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and crawled out of the pile of dead people countless times, none of them had the scene in front of them, which made them sick.
I saw that the pits dug were full of rotting corpses, and maggots crawled out of piles and piles, and the stench was overwhelming.
The people at the scene accidentally inhaled a mouthful, and immediately vomited and had to pour out all their internal organs.
Jun Anzhi didn't even look at it, and directly held his breath and pinched out a spirit talisman and threw it in.
"Bang ......"
As the rune landed, a faint blue flame rose from the pile of rotten bones accompanied by maggots.
The three flavors of real fire only took a few breaths to burn the filth on it.
After that, the commander of Jun'an could only continue to dig up.
This was followed by a wave of corpses that had been unrecognizable beyond recognition, and it was impossible to tell whether they were humans or animals.
It still stenched, and many people had dispersed far away. Kiss
And what made Jun Anzhi strange was that the team of eleven people left by Jing Zhao was still there.
"The prince instructed us to protect the Dao Leader every step of the way." Eleven's perennial paralyzed face unexpectedly didn't look like an embarrassed expression.
Jun Anzhi only glanced at him and did not make a sound.
Protection is just an excuse, Jing Zhao is afraid that he will say goodbye without saying goodbye like last time.
With Jing Zhao's cleverness, he may have guessed his identity.
It's not that he is narcissistic, but in this world, like her, who has been born and cultivated so high, there is no second one at all.
Finally, when knowing people only means that people dig up the seventh layer of soil, something appears in front of everyone.
It is a black bronze statue with a hideous face and a strong yin atmosphere.
It's a bronze statue of an evil spirit, knee-high as an adult.
Eight hands, each holding a weapon, stared at a variety of human heads, entrails, and animal heads.
To outsiders, it was a human head, and an animal's.
But in Jun Anzhi's eyes, it was the head of a god, and those animals were also at the level of holy beasts......
If you look at it closely, infinite fear will emerge from the bottom of your heart, and the most feared thing in your heart will be seduced.
People who watch it for a long time will go crazy!
"Don't stare at this thing." Jun Anzhi's voice was clear and low, waking up some people who had already looked at the bronze statue and couldn't pull out their eyes.
Seventeen was also among them, he breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the bronze statue with fear from the corner of his eye, wiped his head, and didn't know when the cold sweat broke out.
A gust of wind blew, and his back was cold, and he didn't know when the sweat had soaked his back.
It's horrible! At this moment, he didn't even dare to glance at the bronze statue out of the corner of his eye.
This is also the voice of everyone on the scene.
In the end, Jun Anzhi asked someone to take a piece of cloth, seal the bronze statue with a spirit talisman, and then cover it with a cloth.
"Dao Chief, what is this?" Seventeen couldn't help but lean over to Jun Anzhi's side and ask in a low voice.
It was too evil and terrifying, he thought, the hundred or so soldiers who had slept on the pile of dead men before......
If they knew, they wouldn't know what it would be like.
Anyway, Seventeen felt hairy in his heart......
"You'll know what you should know, don't ask too much now." Jun Anzhi didn't have time to explain so much to him now.
took out a purification charm and lifted it into the wind, cleaning up all the dirty breath left by digging pits at the site.
The smell was so terrible that Jun Anzhi wanted to find out the person who made the instrument and pulled out his bones.
But......
Jun Anzhi looked at a hill not far from the barracks.
Jing Zhao personally took action, and the monk protected her, she thought, that person might soon be brought to her.
When the time comes......
A cold light flickered in Jun An's eyes.
She thought of the bones in the pit, which weren't buried here after the dead died.
Rather, they were buried alive, and moreover, they were buried alive by sacrifice......
The people who sacrificed had been stripped of their five senses by the mage before they were buried alive, and they were in pain.
During this period, the mage still has to set up a formation, and there are still two or three days before the real death.
And those who were sacrificed by force, they basically even had their souls sacrificed to the bronze statue of the evil ghost.
Out of one's wits!
Buried above this bronze statue, there are seven layers, and on each layer, there are 7749 people, and they are all cast spells.
Therefore, after death, the body stinks to the sky, and it smells much more than the corpse of a normal death.