Chapter 481: The Mysterious Man Behind the Scenes

With He Changqing's "up", the body of the dried corpse suddenly shook like an electric shock. The shaking made Tang Qianlin, Wei Chiran, and the three of them dumbfounded, but the dry corpse did not get up.

He Changqing looked at the incense in his hand, a little embarrassed, and read again: "Get up!" ”

The corpse was still shaking, but still not rising.

"It's been too long and I can't wake up for the time being," He Changqing was a little embarrassed, "Or this guy was a person who lacked exercise before his death!" Get up, get up! ”

After repeating the words "up" a few times, the dry corpse finally staggered and crawled up, and after getting up, he fell down, and everyone found that the dry corpse's ankle was broken.

He Changqing clasped his hands together and held the incense stick, and ordered: "Wei Chiran, you find a piece of wood and fix his ankle with a rope, you must make it move, otherwise we won't be able to follow him to find the person who controls the resentful spirit." ”

"Okay......" Wei swallowed his saliva slowly, looked at the dried corpse, almost moved over, and then endured the unpleasant smell to tie up the wood, and almost immediately jumped back to He Changqing's side.

He Changqing closed his eyes and said a few more words, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted, "Go-on!" ”

What does it mean to walk!? Teasing us? The three of them all looked at He Changqing, who knew that the dry corpse suddenly moved, limping outside.

"Keep up with him!" He Changqing said, and then followed the other three people to the outside with the dry corpse.

After the corpse left the building, it walked crookedly, falling from time to time, leaning against the wall next to it, walking with great difficulty, and stopping from time to time, as if it were wandering.

Wei Chiran asked, "What's the matter?" ”

He Changqing looked around: "The person who controls the resentful spirit is moving, so the dry corpse will stop, and it will not be until this person stops, and the dry corpse will continue to move and look in his direction." ”

As soon as they finished speaking, everything in front of them changed, everything they looked at, the buildings, the floors, the bridges, and even the top of the cave began to twist, as if they were in a huge kaleidoscope. Everyone felt dizzy, and when everything around them returned to normal, the surrounding environment changed, and although the road was still narrow, the buildings changed positions, and the road changed from one to many, as if the maze had been expanded.

He Changqing smiled: "He panicked, so he wanted to stop us, but it was useless, keep looking." ”

The mysterious man was hiding in a building, his expression distorted from anxiety, and he looked at the flashes on the compass and began to play with his hands, letting out angry shouts.

While the shouts of the mysterious man echoed in the Soul City, Wei Chiran and the others also heard the terrifying voice, and everyone stopped and looked around.

"Go, leave that voice alone." He Changqing still folded his hands, he looked at the incense in his hand, "We must find that person before the incense burns, otherwise we will have to repeat what we did before." ”

This tracking method can only be used once on a skeleton, if the person is not found before the incense is burned, they can only dig up the next skeleton, and when the time comes, it may not be a blood mantis trap, it may be something that the four have never seen, so He Changqing hopes that it can be successful the first time.

However, this time he was able to awaken the dry corpse, so that He Changqing really felt the power of what is called alien arts, and he also understood that this world really changed suddenly, and this change was undoubtedly a gift for him, after he became a ghost, he had read a lot of books about alien arts, but other practical use was useless except for theoretical knowledge. For this reason, he had doubts, thinking that the alien way was only based on legends, but he did not give up, but insisted on learning all kinds of strange arts, but he did not expect that his persistence finally paid off.

Wei Chiran noticed the excited look on He Changqing's face, and always felt that something was wrong, and at this moment, a large number of puppets appeared on several roads around. This time, instead of wasting any more effort to create lifelike faces for the dolls, the mysterious man maintained the original appearance of the dolls, controlling them to rush towards several people.

"The goal of the puppet is to dry the corpse, don't let them get close," He Changqing said, walking directly towards the dry corpse, blocking the front with his body, and the rest of the people quickly surrounded.

Xingshu took out his gun and said, "This time you don't need to worry about anything." ”

Tang Qianlin immediately stopped: "If there is grave soil, use the grave soil, try not to break the wooden card, I think that thing is still useful." ”

He Changqing disagreed: "As long as you find the controller, all the mysteries will be revealed, and there is no point in keeping the wooden card, do it!" ”

The torture technique hesitated, and looked at Wei Chiran, at this time, those puppets had already gathered around, and the two finally grabbed the grave soil from the bag on He Changqing's waist and scattered it towards the surrounding puppets.

Seeing this, He Changqing couldn't stick to his previous decision, but just let everyone continue to escort the dried corpse forward.

While the puppet attacks, the surrounding environment continues to change, and if this change is too many times, it will naturally cause people to feel dizzy. Everyone tried to hold on to the wall next to them, but because the building was constantly changing, every time they wanted to touch it, the wall moved away from them, so several people fell down one after another.

He Changqing even held the incense stick in the palm of his hand when he fell, and if the incense was separated from his palm before it was burned, the tracking would fail.

After walking forward for a while, the corpse suddenly broke away from the protection of the crowd, limped towards a wall, and then went straight through it.

Wei Chiran, Xingshu and Tang Qianlin were all stupid, and He Changqing rushed up without hesitation, and also entered through the wall, and when the three of them also rushed in, they found that the wall actually did not exist. The four of them walked through the wall to a large hall where the altar in front of it was filled with spiritual seats, and the mysterious man in the cloak stood in front of the altar with the strange compass in his hand.

The dry corpse rushed towards the mysterious man, and suddenly jumped high when he was still a few meters away from the mysterious man, and waved his arms, but at the moment when the dry corpse was about to approach the mysterious man, the mysterious man raised the compass towards the dry corpse, and a strong wind rushed out of the compass, instantly shattering the dry corpse and turning it into powder and falling to the ground.

The incense in He Changqing's hand had just been burned, he threw the incense on the ground and looked at the mysterious man with a frown.

Wei Chiran, Xingshu, and Tang Qianlin also discovered that the mysterious man's exposed skin was all covered with strange heterogeneous ciphertexts, and the words were exactly the same as those on the ice coffin of the torture cave.

"It could have survived in this form, but you killed it," the mysterious man said through gritted teeth, pointing to the ashes on the ground, "Do you think you're helping it go?" No, you just took advantage of it, just like when they were alive, they were used and assassinated and abandoned. ”

Tang Qianlin stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?" Why here? Why was this place built? ”

The mysterious man turned his back to them and looked at the spirits in front of him: "Since you are here, don't think about leaving again." With that, the mysterious man suddenly turned around, holding the compass towards Tang Qianlin, Tang Qianlin was instantly knocked away, fell directly on the wall behind him, and struggled for a long time without getting up.

When Wei Chiran wanted to help Tang Qianlin, he was also directly knocked away by the mysterious man with a compass and fell to the other side, as if his bones were about to fall apart.

The torture technique did not dare to act rashly, He Changqing also quickly took two steps back, and the eyes of both of them looked at the compass in the hand of the mysterious man, it seemed that all his strength came from that thing, what if he didn't have the compass?

After the two glanced at each other, the torture technique rushed directly towards the mysterious man, He Changqing was a little slower by half a second, and at the moment when the torture technique was about to rush and was also knocked away, He Changqing had already arrived in front of the mysterious man, struck his chin with a palm, and hit him in the abdomen with an elbow, and was about to take away the compass.

The attack seemed to be effective against the mysterious man, but the mysterious man changed hands in an instant and pressed it directly towards the top of He Changqing's head, and He Changqing felt a huge force overwhelm him to the ground, completely unable to move.

The mysterious man raised his foot and stepped on He Changqing, looking at Tang Qianlin, Wei Chiran and the torture technique who barely got up in front of him.

The three of them were already covered in injuries when they were beaten by puppets before, and they were thrown out by heavy blows at this time, and even a little bit of strength stabbed all over their bodies.

Suddenly, the lieutenant pulled out his gun and fired directly at the mysterious man, who raised the compass to block it, and the bullet flew out of the way along the edge of the compass. The lieutenant continued to fire, draining all the bullets in the pistol, and the mysterious man continued to block up and down with the compass, only to hear the constant clanging sound, the mysterious man was still standing there intact, and showed a strange smile at the captain.

"Xiao Ran, change the bullet," after Tang Qianlin finished speaking, he also pulled out his gun, and fired at the mysterious man with the torture technique on the right, and the mysterious man still blocked it with a compass in a hurry, and after the two of them ran out of bullets, he slowly put down his hand, but then he realized that something was wrong, and when he looked down, there were several bullet holes on his body, and at the same time, there were white smoke coming out of the bullet holes.

Tang Qianlin changed the magazine: "I don't believe that you can block all the bullets!" ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Chiran, Tang Qianlin and Xingshu raised their guns together, pouring bullets at the mysterious man, although the mysterious man raised the compass, but it was too late, most of the bullets in the pistols of the three people hit his body, and the mysterious man also retreated again and again because of the impact of the bullets, and finally hit the tribute table behind him, struggled for a while, and fell crookedly.

He Changqing slowly got up at this time, looking at the mysterious man who was still emitting white smoke from the bullet holes on the ground: "What the hell is this?" ”

Wei Chi stepped forward slowly: "Master, are you okay?" ”

He Changqing rubbed his arm: "It's okay, it's no big deal." ”

Tang Qianlin and Xingshu stepped forward and directly lifted the cloak of the mysterious person, but found that it was all dry straw, is this why there is white smoke? There was also a wooden stand in the middle of the dry straw, and it seemed that this person, like the dolls outside, had a body made according to the evil spirit, but it was just stuffed with straw.

Wei Chiran looked at the man's head and found that there were bones in the position of his neck, and the bones were connected to the bracket below, and the most terrifying thing was that the bones seemed to grow together with the bracket below.

What the hell is this thing?