Chapter 187: The Sen Ghost Clan

Ling Yu and Jin Ling'er didn't encounter much trouble along the way at this time. [[{ ε…«?(δΈ€(小<{[?θͺžη½‘]]. They managed to deal with the two blood wolves, and then they came across a clear stream in the woods, which bubbled along the white pebble channel. A small square lake that is poured into the other side. At the other end of the creek, the grass on both sides of the river is lush and green, wild flowers are everywhere, and the vines and vines not far away, tall trees and wild grasses gradually hide the direction of the stream. Faintly, there seemed to be some huge stones, neatly stacked together, like a strong city wall, on which moss vines and vines were already all over.

Ling Yu washed his face and took two more sips, the stream water was cold and sweet.

Jin Ling'er squatted on a rock, dipped some water, pulled a handful of his somewhat scattered head according to the quiet water surface, flicked the water droplets on his hand, stood up and smiled: "This is really a fairyland on earth." ”

"It's really rare." Ling Yu said and walked over.

She walked slowly to a clearing and looked at the sky, where the leaves vaguely obscured the sky. The golden light around her flashed, and in an instant, like a holy fairy, she turned into a streamer and rushed straight into the sky, through the heavy branches and leaves, and then slowly fell.

Her face was slightly red, and she smiled and said to Ling Yu, "The direction is good, let's go." ”

Ling Yu nodded, and suddenly a wave of uneasiness passed through his heart, and he felt that in the dense forest around him, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at him, and those eyes were full of hatred and anger. Jin Ling'er also froze in place, obviously she felt it too.

"You have blasphemed holy waters, and you will be punishedβ€”β€”! An old, hoarse voice rang out around the forest, like muffled thunder.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!" ……

As the wooden sticks rhythmically pounded on the ground, countless unison roars rang out all around. Figures floated, slowly emerging from the depths of the dense forest, and there were more than twenty people. They are all strong men with a height of two meters, long black, and unkempt draped over the bronze ** upper body. Each of them was covered with a strange mask carved from animal bones and decorated with bloody fangs, which was very hideous.

They all wore chains made of animal teeth on their chests, and their lower bodies were surrounded by a short skirt of white animal skin, and their broad bronze feet were directly on the ground. An incomparably sharp spear in each person's hand, a sharp spear blade, two feet long, flickered with cold light.

The whole person is dressed up in a strange and terrifying way.

"I ...... We didn't do anything. Ling Yu looked around, "It's just that I was thirsty when I passed by here, drank some water, and washed my face, this is also blasphemy?" ”

"You wash your face with the water of the great god Banderru, you are guiltyβ€”β€”! Take him down——。 The hoarse and old voice sounded again, and through the twenty pairs of eyes of the white bone mask, the essence of the debut flashed, and he quickly approached Ling Yu and the others.

"Bander, Bradlow......" Jin Ling'er and Ling Yu stood back to back, Jin Ling'er muttered to herself. Ling Yu whispered for her: "Let's fight, their strength won't be too high, just don't kill people!" ”

"Alright, let's get out of here as soon as possible!" Jin Ling'er whispered, a dazzling white light flashing around her.

However, at this moment, a large net flew from the side, covering the two of them. Jin Ling'er looked at the large net covering her head. The large net was made of leather strips, and it had been soaked in unknown beast blood many times, and it was jet black, although it was very tough, but it could not stop their two Tang knives, one black and one white. With their current strength, even if they use brute force to tear it, they can tear it off.

The white light flashed around Ling Yu's body, and with the strength of his hands, the big net was torn out of a large hole more than two meters high.

"Ahh Ling Yu and Jin Ling'er added their fists and feet, and soon more than two dozen people fell to the ground with a sigh, and their sharp spears were scattered all over the ground. Two of them had their bone masks shattered, and their faces were covered in blood.

"Attacking an apologetic warrior is a ——。 of the first degree" The old man's voice was still echoing, white light flashed around the forest, and four white figures slowly emerged, gradually surrounding Ling Yu and the others.

"Four Silver Warriors." Ling Yu frowned and whispered.

Jin Ling'er's two big eyes blinked, and she smiled mischievously: "It's not difficult for four silver warriors, I'm curious, could this Bandero be the Bradlow fishman you met?" ”

"Huh?!" Ling Yu looked at her in surprise, then nodded.

"Don't worry, we'll be able to escape." Jin Ling'er said and raised her hands to the four white shadows: "Don't fight, we can't fight, we surrender!" ”

Among the more than 20 strong men who fell to the ground, two of Xun took two leather ropes and tied Ling Yu and the two of them strongly, and the other two took away Ling Yu and Jin Ling'er's weapons.

"Lightly, we won't run!" Jin Ling'er pouted with a red little mouth, and complained to the man behind her.

The man stroked the bone mask and only snorted.

After another ten minutes, more than twenty strong men all stood up, they held weapons in their hands, limped in line, and led Ling Yu and the two towards the upper reaches of the stream. Before leaving, the two strong men did not forget to put away the broken black net.

Deep in the forest, green leaves cover the sky. The surrounding light was extremely dim. Ling Yu and the others were escorted by a group of strong men to turn left and right, climb a stone slope, and came to a dilapidated stockade.

Throughout the village, the air was filled with a sour smell. The houses are simply built with rocks and animal skins, built according to the terrain, and the high bottoms are scattered. Due to the age, the hides have been layered on top of each other, and many places have festered. The surrounding stones are covered with moss.

The population in the village is not large, and they are scattered regardless of whether they are men or women, and their animal skins are clothes, and their eyes are dull.

In the center of the cottage, there is a magnificent white stone altar, and next to the altar, a unique wooden ancient hall of the Han people attracted Ling Yu's attention. Although the green tiles and column heads have been black and old, and this little barren grass has grown on them, and the original red wall has long been mottled and lost its original color, but the overall structure is still intact. Flying along the bucket arch, the spirit is flying, and the momentum is compelling. However, Ling Yu also felt a little depressed.

Ling Yu and the others were escorted into the tall building.

The area of the main hall is vast. On the six wooden shelves on both sides, six clay braziers were filled with animal oil, and the fire was raging, making the entire hall look extremely hot.

On the high platform in the main hall, a stone statue with a mermaid body stands tall, and two thick tentacles are lined up on the left and right, naturally drooping. Each of the four arms holds a knife and a spear, the most striking of which is the fins that extend from the back of the head to the back. Although the image is simple and weird, it is calm and has a faint inviolable majesty.

Ling Yu's pupils contracted slightly. "Bradlow!" He couldn't help but scream. Those fierce and vicious eyes made Ling Yu immediately think of the fishy fish monster in the fish pond under the car cemetery, it was really a person, at least of the same kind!

In front of the statue are various offerings and a pottery incense burner the size of a washbasin, which seems to have gone through an endless period of time, and is carved with strange symbols and moire, some of which are no longer visible.

Jin Ling'er smiled at him and nodded, then shook her head again, telling Ling Yu to keep quiet.

On the high platform on the left side of the main hall, an old man with a rickety figure sat in the middle of a large animal skin chair. His withered arms and upper body, like a zombie, make people feel that he could fall down at any time. A pitch-black human bone mask, embedded in the long white flowers, looks like a living skeleton from a distance! The firelight kept flashing on it. On each side stood two emaciated middle-aged men, each wearing a mask, motionless.

After Ling Yu and the others were brought into the main hall, they were tied to a thick wooden pillar on the side.

More than 20 strong men knelt down in unison, and hundreds of people in the village knelt down in unison. A majestic voice sounded in the hall with a bit of old age and hoarseness:

"The forest ghost clan β€”β€”, ridiculous!"

"The great god Banderu is above, at the beginning, the heaven and the earth are undecided, the world is declining, there is the great demon king An Benli, the demon fire destroys the world, and nine out of ten people in the world are dead. The god of Banderru, attract the holy spring, protect the ghost clan of my forest, be safe from generation to generation, eternal prosperity for ten thousand years, Monkey King merit, and never forget ......"

The old man's sacrificial text was very long, and when Ling Yu listened to the previous part, he was extremely surprised: Could this be talking about the great destruction of mankind thousands of years ago? A demon god named Yasumi burned the world with fire, and the great god Banderru brought holy water and saved the forest ghosts from their deaths.

This story is exactly the same as the myths and legends of the Xianluo people that Jin Ling'er told him. But if this is true, is this the reality of the great destruction of mankind thousands of years ago? However, the history of the empire shows that the great destruction of a thousand years ago was destroyed by a global plague, and most of the human beings died a thousand years ago, and only one percent survived by producing plague antibodies.

"Jin Ling'er, Jin Ling'er!" Ling Yu shouted softly.

Jin Ling'er seemed to wake up suddenly, and hurriedly said, "No, I'm fine, it's okay." ”

"This fish-man monster, I've seen the same appearance as Dashan......" Ling Yu whispered.

Jin Ling'er nodded: "That's right." She struggled to shake her hand, but felt tightly tied.

"Jin Ling'er, what the hell is that fish monster? You know, right? Ling Yu looked at Jin Ling'er and asked.

"Perhaps, maybe it's just a species. A new special type of intelligence. Jin Ling'er said.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The forest ghost clan will never forget. The forty-eighth generation of the Sen Ghost Patriarch Jia Fusi, with the clansmen Ji, Ji, Ji, and Ji,"

After about twenty minutes, the old man finally finished reading the prayer. Then he raised his head and looked at Ling Yu and the others tied to the pillar with a grim gaze: "Desecrating the holy water, bringing calamity, if you don't get rid of it, the whole clan will be wiped out, escorted to the rooftop, and slaughtered the sacrifice gods!" ”