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"Hey, did you hear that?" A strong man walked in from outside the ruined temple, and as soon as he entered, he found a few people he knew and sat down.

One of the younger ones raised an eyebrow: "What did you hear?" ”

"What else could it be, of course it's a poisonous mist."

"Something happened again?" The older man handed the flask to the strong man, also with a curious face.

"Not really." The strong man took a sip of wine, grinning and revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Speaking of which, this poisonous mist is really powerful, and a few more poisonous faints have just passed, if they all pass like this, we may be able to pick up a big leak." ”

A thin middle-aged man by the fire sneered when he heard this: "What a big leak, that poisonous mist is so powerful, don't fold it in." ”

"Bah, what are you talking nonsense about skinny monkeys, be careful that your fists don't have long eyes." The strong man scolded in displeasure.

The older man hurriedly made a peacemaker: "Okay, okay, let's not say a word, the poisonous fog is really powerful, let's be careful." ”

"What is that poisonous mist, I see that the most powerful thing is still on the ground." It was the man in black who had been silent all the time, he had triangular eyes, and he exuded shrewdness.

When the others heard him say this, they all echoed and asked, "How do you say this?" ”

"Yesterday, there was a master in the Qingyun Sect who was good at the Turtle Breath Technique who broke into the poisonous mist in a masked, and guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

"A big mouth opened on the ground of the tower tomb and swallowed him directly."

"Is there such a thing? Really? ”

"Of course it's true, I've seen it with my own eyes."

"I didn't hear what the Qingyun Sect said."

"How could they say that these people from the big sect are in the shadows, so they want us to explore the way to die, and then step on our corpses."

Those few people gathered in front of the fire, talking about what they had seen and heard in the past few days, Mu Chonglan was drinking almond milk on the side and burped, muttering: "That's not a poisonous mist, it's methane, as long as you pay attention to the time, you can still avoid it." ”

"Biogas?" Xiao Xiantang asked puzzledly: "What is that?" ”

"Hmm...... It is a poisonous gas, which can destroy people's minds, and if you inhale too much, you will faint, and the big mouth they say is actually a swamp, a kind of quagmire that people will sink into when they step on it, as long as you increase the force area under your feet, you can walk over, and we can make a raft to row over. Mu Chonglan explained seriously.

Xiao Xiantang frowned, he didn't know much about what a swamp was and what a swamp was, but listening to Mu Chonglan's description, it reminded him of the rumors that there seemed to be these man-eating fogs in the southern Xinjiang generation, although he hadn't seen it, but if this kind of fog could destroy people's minds, and the mud and dust could swallow thousands of troops and horses in an instant, he could try to take some to study the preparation method.

If you are lucky enough to study it and integrate into the maze, it may have miraculous effects, which is also a matter of course.

Xiao Xiantang and Mu Chonglan discussed again, wanting to know more, but Mu Chonglan's understanding of the swamp was only a few scratches, and he only knew how to avoid the swamp gas and how to pass through the swamp, and he didn't know anything about the principle.

In fact, the reason why Mu Chonglan knew about the swamp was that Xiao Xiantang found out when he led troops in southern Xinjiang in his previous life, she was in Dadu at that time, but she only heard some things about it, and heard that Xiao Xiantang used soldiers like a god, and those enemies were trapped there by him, and there were no bones.

Specifically, she couldn't say it clearly, even the word swamp was only known when Mu Jinse mentioned it, and before that, she was shouting cannibalism like others.

Although Mu Chonglan said nonsense, for Xiao Xiantang, he had already benefited a lot, and he became more interested in the swamp. "Speaking of which, how do you know that?"

"I've heard people mention it before."

"Who said that?"

"I don't remember, maybe...... It may be that my brother said it before. Mu Chonglan carefully threw the pot on her brother's head, thinking that even if Xiao Xiantang wanted to confront her, she would not be able to find her brother for the time being, and by the time the East Window incident happened, she would have already made a confession.

Xiao Xiantang nodded, although the cannibal fog was in southern Xinjiang, but since Mu Chonglan's brother Mu Chongguang was at the border, it was not strange that he had colleagues who had been to southern Xinjiang by his side, and it was even more strange to tell his sister about a strange thing.

As for why you call the man-eating fog a swamp, maybe it's because everyone there is shouting it.

Xiao Xiantang didn't dwell too much on this matter, took Mu Chonglan to check the swamp, and then began to prepare the tools needed to go in.

Mu Chonglan said about the bamboo raft, but Xiao Xiantang didn't dare to really ask the fisherman to buy the bamboo raft, but just found a lumber to make a wooden plank, leaving some more on all sides, like a simple boat.

However, no matter how careful they were, there was still no impermeable wall, and the actions of the two still attracted the attention of some people in the rivers and lakes, some of them came directly to inquire about the use, and some of the cautious ones went to inquire about the merchants they patronized, asking if they knew the purpose of the two of them buying these things, and even the lumberjack was interrogated.

Mu Chonglan felt that as long as the two of them were killed and didn't say what they did, those people would definitely not be able to guess.

Xiao Xiantang didn't think so, there was a swamp in front of them, and the role of the wooden boat could almost be guessed with a little guess, not to mention that there were many masters among these Jianghu people, and it was better not to have a conflict if they couldn't afford it.

After the practice of passing through the swamp was made public with "My Master Said", Xiao Xiantang was not in a hurry to take Mu Chonglan in, but chose not to move.

The people in the big sects were also making the same plan, and it was not until some people in the rivers and lakes who were seeking wealth and danger took advantage of the weakest methane gas to rely on bamboo rafts or wooden boats and the like to enter the depths of the tower tomb.

As soon as he entered the tomb of the tower, Mu Chonglan couldn't wait to ask Xiao Xiantang, "You say, those people from the Ancient Sword Sect said that they wanted to find opportunities with us, wouldn't it be a bad idea to fight black and eat black?" ”

"It's not necessarily a bad idea, but it's always right to be careful." Xiao Xiantang said secretly, the ancient sword sect was once one of the top two sects in the rivers and lakes, and it was also some foundation at this time, and at this time, if you want to go with the two of them, most of them are listening to rumors, thinking that there is a hidden old monster master behind the two of them, thinking that they can get more opportunities by making friends or forming an alliance with the two of them.

After all, they brought everyone in by proposing wooden boats and observing the strength and weakness of the biogas, not to mention the ancient sword sect, even the other sects were also doubting whether they still knew something about the side and intended to form an alliance with them.

However, their current situation is not suitable for them to form an alliance with anyone, firstly because their identity is really a bit special, and secondly, because they are allied with those people, once they find any opportunities, they are not really any hermit old monster masters on their side, and they are bound to suffer.

Even, if the opportunity is big enough, the other party is likely to turn his face and deny people, and slaughter them.