Chapter Twenty-Seven: A New Death× a New King's Decree (Happy Weekend)
Dense rainwater flowed down the borders of the tower. Qi Yu sped up a few steps, rushed into the range of the tower, turned his head, and arc-shaped white filaments flashed in the fog behind him, which were the traces of the strange rain hitting the boundary of the tower.
The white filaments continued upwards until a large white shape appeared against the upper part of the dome border, and then disappeared again, like a pale human face pressed against a transparent glass window, huddled together.
Seeing the imprint of that thing disappear, Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qi."
Mutt was urging, Qi Yu turned his head to see that the inside of the border was unrecognizable.
Patches of black, crude oil-like liquid stretched from the border to the base of the tower. The liquid reflects an eerie sheen in the light of the sky and emits a smoky smell like a sewer.
A puddle of black liquid approaching the tower was soaked in a few gray and white things, and it didn't move.
Aite stopped the others from making rash moves, walked cautiously with his spear in his hand, and lightly stabbed one of them with the tip of his spear, but there was no movement.
Sticking his spear a little deeper, Aite felt as if there was something in the limp mass. After a few strokes, the thing appeared in front of everyone with a black mass, a mass of black hair, wrapped in a black-gray headband.
Is every regiment of this gray thing a warrior?
Qi Yu counted, there were seven or eight regiments, could it be that there was a team before that was wiped out here. Qi Yu was puzzled in his heart, looked at the two brothers on both sides, and asked the two brothers to dial it, indeed, there were head rings in each group. The three of them were horrified!
"Qi!"
It's Muto's voice!
Qi Yu and the three of them hurriedly turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, Mu Tuo was not far away, pointing to the other two white things in horror, not far beyond the boundary of the tower, where Qi Yu and the others had just rushed in.
Qi Yu beckoned Muto out of there from a distance, approached with the two brothers, and looked at the two white things across the border.
Two wrinkled faces were spread out on top of those things, and there was a familiar feeling between their eyebrows, as if they were the two of them.
"They're sticking down from above."
Muto was busy behind him with one hand and pointed above the border with the other, a sad expression on his face.
The warriors in the tribe who get along day and night become like this, and no one wants it.
Looking at the few white shadows above his head that were sticking to the border flashing from time to time, Qi Yu felt that he was back in the fleeing snow forest.
The blood mist of his comrades-in-arms is swaying, the torches are wailing in front of him, and the muttering is lingering, and he is in a dilemma.
Now the tribal warrior has been disemboweled, Zuosai's life and death are uncertain, and the warning on the king's edict has reappeared.
The bodies of the two brave men in front of him were desecrated and used for demonstration.
Qi Yu's body was cold, but his blood seemed to be boiling.
forced himself to calm down, there were not only murderers in the air outside, but the number had also increased, Qi Yu couldn't let his temperament mess around. Qi Yu forced himself to calm down, at least the three young lives in front of him must be brought back safely.
Pulling past the three guys who were still looking at the relics of the Lost in a daze, Qi Yu walked towards the tower.
Looking at the swarthy hollow on the tower, Zuo Sai's flesh-and-blood palm seemed to flash in front of Qi Yu's eyes.
Ignoring these thoughts, Qi Yu took out the black booklet from his arms and asked Mu Tuo, who was looking at him but didn't dare to move.
"Did you bring those writing tools?"
Muto suddenly stopped moving, nodded quickly, took out the pencil and papyrus from the luggage carrier on his body, and then put down the luggage and lay down, at that moment Muto breathed a sigh of relief, Zuo Sai, you are not wrong.
When He Mo and Aite saw Qi Yu's movements, they also quickly became vigilant and stared around smartly.
The three of them seemed to have a backbone at the same time, and after being exhausted by a series of blows, their bodies were full of energy again.
Qi Yu followed Zuo Sai's explanation, and first copied the second line of text on the title page of the booklet, which was the title of the task reply.
The feather pen was stained with red mineral ink, and the familiar words were written on the papyrus, and after copying a line of words, Qi Yu's heart became more calm.
Thinking about the unfamiliar Wang Chinese, Qi Yu wrote another line in the script he had just learned.
"According to the king's commandment, it has arrived. Again, please ask the king. ”
After writing, Qi Yu blew the writing paper, rolled it up, pinched it in his hand, and approached the tower.
Mu Tuo packed up his pen and ink, saw Qi Yu approaching the entrance of the cave, stretched out his hand to do what Zuo Sai had done before, hurriedly rushed over to stop him, and shouted: "Qi, let me come!" ”
The two brothers who were on guard heard Muto's shout, turned around and looked shocked, glanced at each other, and also rushed over to stop Qi Yu: "Let me come, Qi!" ”
Qi Yu shook his head at the three of them, gritted his teeth, and put his arm into the hole.
The feeling in the cave was very strange, Qi Yu squinted to see, and the darkness was completely unclear.
The first sensation was a stream of air passing through his arm from below, warm and dry.
Then the whole arm felt completely fixed from the elbow to the palm holding the note, some kind of strong external force, but the skin on the hand was not touched.
Then, the elbow could still feel the presence of the front half of the arm, but no more sensation came from the front arm, and the front half of the arm was completely unconscious.
In the end, Qi Yu felt that his arm should only reach his elbow from birth to the present. But Qi Yu's brain used obvious memory to refute Qi Yu's sudden cognition, and told Qi Yu that you had grown arms before.
This contradictory interlacing made Qi Yu's head ache sharply, and Qi Yu couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
The three people on the side immediately became nervous, and they didn't dare to shout loudly, so they could only look at Qi Yu, walking around anxiously.
Qi Yu endured the severe discomfort in his brain, nodded to everyone, and was about to give everyone a reassuring smile.
"Ahh
A constant cutting pain came suddenly, and the arm seemed to return from the void to where it should be.
Fortunately, he didn't cut the flesh and remove the bones, because Qi Yu felt that he still felt the feeling of grasping the writing paper in his hands, and he was a little glad in the severe pain.
Leaning on the tower, Qi Yu, who was sweating profusely in pain, sat down, and his left arm stretched into it was full of thin wounds, not deep but bleeding a lot, and Muto had already bandaged him.
Unfolding the papyrus note, Qi Yu saw that the characters on the first line of the title page of the booklet were on his head, and there was no problem with taking the booklet to the letter. The next text is very simple, and it is the location of an oracle tower.
Qi Yu felt a little ridiculous, this edict inexplicably has a sense of both police and gangster films, police and gangster films? Those days are far away.
Is this kidnapped by the queen Qi Yu smiled bitterly and passed the note to the other three.
"Qi. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up today. There's still those stuff out there. In the evening we had a night break here. ”
The three brothers, Muto and He Mo, unexpectedly did not flinch after reading the note.
Qi Yu raised his head and looked into their eyes, not noticing any hesitation except for tiredness.
"Good. Everyone had something to eat, two people in a shift, and took turns resting against the tower wall. ”
"Tomorrow morning, let's go to the next tower together."