Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Night of the Mass Grave

The night was as dark as ink.

I don't know when the fog started, and the fog came from the mass grave of the demon cave, it was very weird, it was light blue.

Lin Wu and the others were stationed next to the cabin, and although the bonfire was still burning at the moment, from the moment they saw this strange blue mist, everyone felt a chill on their backs.

The fog spread, quickly swallowing the cabin, the lantern in front of the cabin swayed constantly, and the fire flickered, as if it would go out at any moment.

As the cabin disappeared into the fog, everyone heard a creaking sound, as if something was gnawing at the cabin, and then the sound became more and more, and there were countless creaky sounds, which made people feel creepy.

Just when they were about to panic, the lantern on the fence began to shine gradually, and the terrible creaking sound gradually disappeared. But it wasn't long before the lantern dimmed, and just as everyone had already done so, the strange creaking sound sounded again......

This cycle goes on and on, and they get used to it.

An eerie mist spread towards them.

Except for Lin Wu, everyone felt creepy, this blue mist was too unbelievable. They were frightened and clenched their bone daggers and scimitars in their hands, hoping for a sense of security.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Although Lin Wu's face was solemn, he was not worried, but he was also very curious about this strange and strange fog.

This mist seems to be corpse gas.

However, it is mixed with other flavors.

Finally, they were also engulfed in the mist. Everyone felt like they were falling into an ice cellar. The flames of the bonfire gradually weakened in the astonishment of everyone, as if they were pressed against their throats, and in the thick fog, with a slippery sound, the last glimmer of light also disappeared.

The crowd grew more and more afraid.

"Afraid of what?"

Lin Wu waved his hand casually, grabbed the iron-clad night spirit, and it was this kid who screamed the loudest.

He was speechless, although Bodar was not very old, he was not small, but this companion soul of his was really timid.

"Don't scream. If you tell me again, I'll throw you out. ”

Instant silence.

"That's right. Yuan Sai, you and they re-light the bonfire. The fog was so strange that even I couldn't see the scene a hundred meters away. ”

Hearing Lin Wu's words, the fierce teeth and the others were very impressed, in this kind of dark night, coupled with this strange fog, the master could still see a hundred meters?

"By the way, since ordinary flames can't burn, let's use large phosphorus fire powder!"

"Yes!"

Soon, a burst of red flames began to burn. Everyone could finally see the scenery within four or five meters of their surroundings.

As the firelight lit up, Lin Wu saw a hint of relief on their faces, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Listen!"

Suddenly, the Iron-clad Night Spirit pricked up its ears like a fat hamster: "Did you hear any strange sounds?"

"Iron Shell Night Spirit, are you talking nonsense again, don't I beat you into a pig's head?" Yuan Sacrifice had already raised his fist, and seeing this, the Iron Shell Night Spirit hid directly behind Lin Wu, "Boss, boss, I didn't talk nonsense. I don't believe you. Listen, it's ringing again. ”

Everyone was silent, and they all pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Sure enough, from outside the dense fog, there was a faint sound of regular bells.

The voice was erratic and I don't know which direction it came from. Just when everyone wanted to determine the specific direction, the sound of the bell suddenly disappeared.

The creaking stopped.

After a while, an ugly cry sounded from all directions, like a ghost crying. The cry was very close, it seemed to be coming from the direction of the mass grave, and the sounds, alarmingly numerous, were coming in their direction.

The faces of the people were ugly, and they felt fear in their hearts about these unknown things.

"These are walking corpses!"

Next to the bonfire, Lin Wu's eyes were like torches, looking at the thick fog, and the firelight shone on his face, flickering and dimming.

"Walking corpses?"

"Rest assured, they're not targeting us. ”

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Sure enough, as if confirming his words, only a voice was heard not far away shouting "beast", and then the battle began.

Through the thick fog, everyone occasionally saw a few staggering figures, with a strong rancid smell on their bodies, these were walking corpses. Originally, everyone thought that there would be a vicious fight, but they didn't come towards them, and they didn't even stay, and directly let out an ugly "ah~" towards the depths of the dense fog.

Not far away, the battle intensified.

In the middle of the night, the fighting finally stopped. I don't know who won.

......

Jingle bell~

The sound actually appeared a hundred meters away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the side with the bell had won.

"Yin people hurry ~ Yang people give way~"

As the bell rang out, an ethereal voice rang out. This is also the person who scolded "brute" before.

It's just that the sound is so ethereal, so ethereal that I don't know what kind of creature made it. It's a little cold just by listening to it.

Thankfully, however, the man spoke the Tuoba language. It should be Hades.

The earth was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be a large number of people hurrying on their way.

Soon, footsteps sounded directly in front of them, and they couldn't make out the figure of the passer-by.

The figures walked in the thick fog, and some were even a step away from the firelight.

Looking at those vague figures, Fierce Fang and the others felt the coercion from many of them that made them breathe badly, and many of these people were all forging level powerhouses. Moreover, he is also a high-level forging powerhouse.

At first glance, is it twenty, or thirty? They don't know. But it was very frightening. Even their iron-shelled tribe does not have so many strong people.

Jingle bell~

The sound of the bell rang, and the figure in the thick fog stopped. Everyone listened carefully, and a total of three bells rang at the same time.

A voice was heard not far away.

And then.

"Qianyuan sent Yin Baichuan back, and the eldest disciple Ghost Bell (second disciple Shadow Blade) saw the tomb boss. ”

In the thick fog, the ethereal and terrifying sound and a slightly crisp sound sounded at the same time.

Although I don't know who the two are, Yuan Sai and the others know that these two must be big shots.

How can a young man who can lead so many forging powerhouses not be a big man?

"Where's your master?"

In the thick fog, the old man's voice came, and when he heard this voice, Fierce Fang and the others couldn't help but feel relieved in their hearts, and they were a little afraid. They feel safe.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wu was quite speechless. He glanced at the Yuan Sacrifice, and everyone present, only he was not nervous and scared from the beginning.

No, he panicked too. But that was when the bonfire had just been extinguished, and Lin Wu could see it clearly.

But when Lin Wu said that it was okay, he calmed down. Lin Wu knew that Yuan Xi had great trust in himself, and he said that it was okay, so he was not afraid.

Lin Wu looked at the others again, touching the head of the iron-clad night spirit in his hand, this kid, since hiding here, was actually very calm.

"It seems that I also want to establish an invincible image in their hearts as soon as possible. ”

Lin Wu said secretly. He couldn't let none of his well-trained men fully trust him. He unconsciously looked at the depths of the dense fog, and suddenly, he opened his eyes slightly, looked at the tall figure standing there dozens of meters away, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's him?"

Yuan Sai also followed his gaze, his eyes widened, and he actually saw an acquaintance.

......

The conversation in the fog continued.

"The family teacher was invited by the adults in Yae Village and is a guest of the Heavenly Killing Great Tribe. ”

It was the person with the ethereal voice who spoke, and everyone had just heard him report to his home, and it seemed that it was the eldest disciple of Qianyuan who sent Yin Baichuan back, named Ghost Bell.

The name is very apt with the sound.

"Oh, a guest?" the old voice seemed to be dissatisfied.

"Tomb Boss, the battle in Tianfu has been fierce recently, and Yae Village invited Shizun to go to the Heavenly Killing Great Tribe to discuss the transportation of the corpses of those soldiers who died in battle. ”

"And what about these?"

"There are forty corpses here, and they are the pawns of the three coalition forces after they encircled and suppressed the underworld caravan heading to Tianfu the day before yesterday. The ethereal voice was a little cold, and the people who listened to it were cold, they knew that the pawn was a living person, but they also listened carefully, these people were corpses?

Yuan Sai was also surprised, he saw the tall figure in the distance.

"The hosts. Yuan Priest lowered his head and whispered, Lin Wu nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"That's, Yuan Wu?"

"Hmm. ”

The tall figure that surprised Lin Wu was none other than Yuan Wu.

Yuan Wu was Yuan Ao's guard, and he almost killed Lin Wu at that time, but was finally suppressed by his wit, and he originally wanted to persuade him to surrender, but he didn't succeed, and later fortunately, Uncle Spear arrived in time to scare him away.

It's just that I didn't expect him to really go to Tianfu, and he was killed after surrendering.

"He went to seek refuge in Heaven but was killed?"

Lin Wu nodded and did not speak.

......

Not far away, hearing that they had killed the soldiers, the tomb elder was a little dissatisfied.

"Kill the pawns too?"

"Old Tomb, these lowly underworlds dare to rebel against my noble underworld, and they are innocent of death. You shouldn't ......"

"Your name is Ghost Bell, aren't you?"

"The small ones are. ”

"I have something to tell you, whether it is the underworld or the underworld, or the Central Plains human race, or the beast original beast race, there is no difference between my 'Yin and Yang Realm'. You are racist, and I don't want to interfere, but remember, if you dare to meddle in the war of the world, you will kill people on your own initiative. From now on, he will inevitably be hunted down by the arbitrators, and there will be no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth. ”

"Yes, yes, Lord Xie reminded. The ethereal voice was no longer calm, and seemed to be afraid of the so-called arbiter.

"The one in the mass grave in the Demon Cave has already shown signs of awakening, and has scared the sleeping walking corpses in the tomb to run around, and you mourners are sure to send these corpses in?"

"My lord said that we are just sending corpses, not mourners. ”

"The mourner is the largest school of mourners, and there is no difference between the two. It's just that your master dares to let you hold a copper bell to send the corpse, and it is really bold. ”

"My lord doesn't know! Other Chihara sent Yin-sama did the same. ”

"Oh?"

"The scale of Tianfu continues to expand, the war is becoming more and more tense, the three major tribes have deployed millions of troops, launched an encirclement and suppression of Tianfu, and five days ago Qingcheng won a great victory, killing hundreds of thousands of underworlds. Even after four days of processing, there are still many corpses there. Chihara has already dispatched all of them, and even those impermanent adults who are not common on weekdays have been dispatched. Just to transport valuable corpses to major mass graves. ”

"All rivers and impermanence have been dispatched, and your mourners seem to have poured out of the nest this time. ”

"It is said that King Tuoba promised my king that if he finished strangling Tianfu, he could give millions of corpses in the Yin and Yang Realm of the Demon Corpse Tribe as revenge. If we are interested, except for a few lowly species who have taken the lead in the rebellion, we can choose ten other high-level corpses. Adults don't know that yesterday, even big names such as the East China Sea Jiaolong Dao have already joined Tianfu. If you can ......" The ethereal voice stopped, and the meaning was self-evident. However, he continued, "Lord Yijun also ordered to give up a hundred Iron Corpse Pills as a reward. If there is a great contribution, you can give the Silver Corpse Pill. ”

"Wuhai Wuyijun, his Beihai hand is really the biggest. ”

The old voice snorted coldly, then fell silent, as if walking into the cabin.

"The one in the Demon Cave wanted to come out, but he was suppressed by me! But even so, his corpse qi overflowed at this hour. Although I have been purified, you must also be careful not to let these corpses become uncontrollable. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as turning into a walking corpse...... Even if there are forty of even the simplest iron corpses, not to mention you, even your master will not be able to control it. If a living person dies because of this, I am afraid that the arbiter will inevitably trouble him. ”

Voices came from the hut, then vanished.

"Yes. ”

The two voices rang out.

Jingle bells!

The bell rings.

"The yin people hurry up! the yang people give way!"

Forty corpses, moving slowly in the voices of the two, walked towards the mass grave not far away.

Lin Wu and Yuan Sai watched the tall figure go farther and farther away.

"If he had been able to obey his master, he probably wouldn't have died!"

Yuan Xi silently thought that these three coalition forces were really cruel, they had all surrendered, and they even killed them.

He shuddered, looking at the gloomy mass grave in the distance, and then at the pitch-black sky in the distance.

I thought to myself: "The night of the mass grave, it's so cold!"

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