However, looking at the big sun on the top of Montenegro, it is still a long time before it gets dark, so we don't have to be too anxious to deal with it, we can explore the surrounding houses first.

The houses where the Qiu clan lived were all very low, and the construction techniques were rough, and at first glance, they looked like building a pigsty and built a large number of ...... at once It didn't look like a refiner's dwelling at all, but rather a place for slaves.

The layout and furnishings in each room are all the same, but the details are different, after all, this is a place where humans have lived. What we have to do is to find those subtle differences, through which we can better understand Montenegrin and better cope with the crisis at night.

I walked through three or four houses in a row, and then said:

"Auntie, these houses seem to have been cleaned up, not only are there no personal belongings, but even the traces of someone's life have been scraped off."

I pointed to a visible scratch on the wall, and the less obvious mark of writing under the scratch, and said to the waterstopper.

The waterstop man frowned when she saw the scratch, she touched it, and then said to me:

"The word 'positive' that was originally engraved on this wall should be used for counting, but it's a pity...... If it hadn't been scraped off, we would at least know how many days the Qiu clan had lived here. ”

In fact, not only the word "positive" used for counting, but even the part of the threshold that was stepped on flat, the place where I slept on the kang and even the place where someone leaned on the wall was flattened by a layer.

The people who are cleaning up the traces seem to want to be found out about what happened here, and not only that, but they are also cleaning up the popularity of this place.

Finally, far away from the center of Montenegro, where the resentment was also very light, the traces were not so thoroughly cleaned up, and from time to time two or three orthography were left.

And in the vat in a room farthest from Black Mountain, 'tyranny' turned out a fishy fur with some crooked blood words written on it, and we gathered around to study these blood words—

On the eighth day of the second month, we were brought to this city by the patriarch, who said that the glory of the enemy would begin here, and that we would work with him to make an artifact that only existed in legends, but I knew he was a liar;

On February 15, the city of Yellow Springs has been built, all of us are trapped here, the patriarch and those Taoist priests talked and laughed, the Taoist priests took the dark stone to build this city, the Taoist priest at the head seemed to be injured, but he still insisted on presiding over the city-building ceremony, and named this place 'Black Mountain City';

On the 16th of February, the patriarch finally told us what kind of magic weapon he wanted to make, and this idea was crazy! Using the blood of living beings to create a collar that can capture immortal beasts and even catch immortals as spiritual pets, this blood refining method is really against the way of heaven, and most of the clansmen expressed their opposition, and they were all cleaned up by the patriarch;

I still have a wife, children, and mother, and if I openly oppose it in this Black Mountain City, I will definitely be left here forever by the patriarch, so I can only agree, but this method of refining weapons is too evil;

The animal skin is recorded here, it seems to have been broken for a while, there is only a large ball of blood in the middle, and it seems to have been rubbed many times, and it should be the owner of the animal skin, and I don't know if I should record these contents.

But a little further down, the record of the hides was restored, this time with even more messy handwriting—

Crazy people, patriarchs and those Taoist priests, they are all crazy! They didn't plan to let us return to the human world at all, they wanted to leave us in Black Mountain City forever, and that magic weapon actually needed to be sacrificed by the living! Not only does it devour flesh, but it also consumes souls...... Although I can't go back to the world, I don't want my soul to be free;

I used the remaining materials to make that magic weapon to secretly build some magic weapons to protect the soul, hoping that these magic weapons can protect us, and I hope it can keep us for a while......

Qiu Qing, the chief practitioner of the Qiu family, is a masterpiece

Writing this, the handwriting on the animal skin ended, and the three of us looked at each other, neither of us expected that what Qiu Bailian said was that after counting the Qiu clan people who came to Black Mountain City to refine weapons, it would be such a truth, such a result. Fortunately, the enemy family still has Qiu Bailian and their branch, so they are not completely cut off in Black Mountain City.

The Waterstop Man frowned, and she looked through the Hides and Blood Book repeatedly, perhaps trying to find its truth. After all, my aunt has been adopted and educated by the Daomen for many years, and she is still a Daoist in her bones, and the bastards mentioned in the blood book are all Taoists.

But the waterstop man looked at it for a while, and then put down the blood book weakly, and said:

"I didn't expect that the Heavenly Master Master of the Dao Sect would also act like this, forcing the living to refine treasures with their souls...... It's really sad and lamentable. ”

'Tyrannical' he sneered, and then said:

[What is so strange about using the flesh and blood of the soul to refine the treasure, you human beings are weak, you may not have this kind of knowledge, but the flesh, skin, soul and even nails of our demon clan are not all the materials for you human beings to refine the treasure]

The 'tyrannical' words made me and the waterstop people bow their heads, and there was no way to answer for a while, because it was right, human beings have been ruthless enough to attack monsters for thousands of years, and many famous magic weapons are made of the body of the monster as the main material, even if the monster is not the main material, the sword that is refined must be tempered with demon blood.

The sword that has been tempered with demon blood is actually not necessarily stronger than that has been warmed with other spiritual objects, but many masters just like this kind of tone of conquering nature and stepping on the top of the monster's head.

I sighed, put away the blood book, and said:

"It's getting dark, so I think we'd better rest in this room for a while, and get ready for the night."

We moved all the cotton wool and rags we found earlier to this room, and then we all leaned against the wall and closed our eyes and rested.

Although the waterstoppers and 'tyrannical' spiritual senses are very powerful, and they can warn them as soon as anything happens, the three of us still take turns resting, leaving one person to guard the door each time, in case there is any danger.

I was the first to rest, then the Waterstop, and finally 'tyrannical'.

I stood alone at the door, looking at the sky that was a little darker, and there was not a single star in the sky, only a round of scarlet blood, releasing wisps of red light, shining on the earth......

And under the blood moon, the surrounding houses also lit up with red light, and there was a rustle, rustling sound, as if something had woken up in the night.

I hurriedly sealed the doors and windows with talismans to prevent our breath from spreading, and then quickly woke up the waterstoppers and the 'tyrannical':

"Auntie, 'tyrannical' seniors, wake up quickly! It's already dark, and something seems to be coming out outside......"

Before I could finish my sentence, there was a rustling sound in the room where we were staying......