Chapter 1802: Human Face Scar (2)
Ye Buyu explained: "If a demon has cultivated for a thousand years and wants to change from a demon body to a human body, it is necessary to remove the filth in the body from the body. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ. When it hits the ground, it will turn into a poisonous weed and grow on the side of the road. This grass has a special 'door' name, which is called the Nine 'Yin' Dirty Poisonous Grass. The first person to be infected must have been unable to see clearly at night, and unfortunately encountered the nine 'yin' poisonous weeds and was taken by them. ”
Wan Zhou, who was lying on the ground, thought about it for a while, and sure enough: "Boss, I went out to get firewood before eating, and I accidentally fell on the road and was cut by a piece of grass. I think it must be the Nine 'Yin' Filthy Poisonous Weeds that this Immortal Chief said. ”
Yang Tongyou, who was on the side, was sitting leisurely in the silence of the night, only working by himself, and his psychology was very unbalanced, so he naturally lost his weight. He rudely opened Wan Zhou's sleeves, only to see the man's scab and scolding saliva, and the whites of his eyes overflowing with evil spirits. The Taoist priest roared, so startled that people looked at him.
Taking advantage of this moment, Daoist Yang hurriedly cut his middle finger with a knife, dripping blood into the scab of the person's face. The scab on the human face wanted to vomit, but he couldn't, and his face became painful and twisted, and soon after, it turned into a puddle of blood and flowed to the ground.
Wan Zhou looked at the skin carefully, and it was as good as ever.
I don't know how much blood was lost to get all the scabs done. When Yang Tongyou stood up, his face was a little pale. This is the real blood of yourself, it's good that you don't say anything at night, say good things and be a good person, and even the cheap ones are put in your pockets.
Yes, seeing that Daoist Yang finished cleaning up the monster, the guy who was silent at night happily took out a strange thing from the caravan that no one knew. The leader's heart was suddenly relieved, he wanted to throw away the things he picked up from a nearby remote place a long time ago, but he didn't expect that the ghost would save everyone's lives.
He wouldn't doubt that if there was no equivalent 'exchange' reward, the three people in front of him would not save himself and the others.
He ordered the caravan to go back to their houses and sleep, and not to make a sound. Ye Bu looked at Xue Ying with a solemn face, and ordered: "Xue Ying, open the 'door' of the inn." ”
Xue Ying carried out the order without hesitation.
As soon as the 'door' opened, a substantial demonic aura immediately swarmed in like a storm. Suddenly, he and Daoist Yang couldn't help but 'gasp'!
I saw that in front of the 'door', it was densely covered with strange weeds that were half a man tall and black in pitch, and the weeds were obviously black all over, but they couldn't hide the blood and 'forced' people, as if the grass stems and grass blades were all stained black by blood.
These strange grasses are too many to count, and even the bluestone slabs on the street have grown a lot. When Bai Lai entered Qiongxian, there was no such terrible scene at all. That grass is the nine 'yin' filthy poisonous weeds in Ye Bu's mouth. Ye Bu was silent and frowned, why was the whole Qiongxian County overgrown with this evil poisonous weed after sunset? What's wrong with the city?
How many terrifying monsters are hidden in the city? And these monsters, what is it for, they actually gathered towards the human settlement without hesitation!
Everything in front of me always feels completely against common sense.
Suddenly, Ye was silent, and a black light flashed in front of him. The demonic qi of the sky actually surged towards a place in the west, just like the attraction of a magnet to the iron sand, and the surrounding demonic qi disappeared in an instant.
"What is that place?" He asked, pointing to the West in disbelief. There is a region there, where almost all the demonic energy of the whole county is gathered, and the black and terrifying energy is dense to the extent of solid, which is sensational.
Yang Tongyou was also a little puzzled, and subconsciously replied: "Shizipo." But there is another name, which is called the imperial tomb. ”
"Shizipo? The Imperial Tomb? "The night is silent and suspicious: "What are the allusions?" ”
"It is a small hillside located outside the west 'gate', and its field town is also called Shizipo or Shipo Field. The strange rocks of Shizipo are craggy, so they get their name. According to legend, five generations later, when the Shu Emperor was in the late reign, he couldn't sleep at night, walked to a hill in the starry night, looked at the starry sky, watched the stars, faintly starlight, suddenly had an alarm, and hurriedly returned to the camp. It was only when I got to today's Yangdian Zipo that I heard the bad news: the prince died of illness. The latter was in great sorrow. Later generations called this place "Lost Son Slope", and the hill of the later subjective star was named "Guandou Mountain".
Due to the war, the prince could not be buried in the ancestral grave after his death, and was temporarily stored in the Iron Buddha Temple in the west of the city. After Shu was destroyed, the prince could only be buried on the top of the mountain behind the temple, so the locals also called it the 'imperial tomb'. ”
"Is there really a royal tomb of the Later Shu Kingdom in that place?" Ye Bu said in surprise.
"It is said that the entire gravel slope has been hollowed out, and the interior is a cemetery. But no one ever went in, and sometimes there were grave robbers who dug 'holes' to steal, but all that came out were corpses. Yang Tongyou frowned: "So Poor Dao doesn't know the real 'sex'." ”
"Hmph, where are all the youkai in the city gathering? Interesting! After listening to the explanation, Ye Bu Shi rushed out first, and Xue Ying followed: "Let's go and see, when the demons are dispatched, there will be treasures." Such a fun thing to do! ”
Yang Tongyou sighed, he found that the handsome man in front of him was really curious. The breeze was stirring under his feet, and he ran with the 'bastard' at a slow speed, and Daoist Yang couldn't help but ask: "Night Shaoxia, what exactly did you 'get' from those merchants?" ”
"Oh, that weird stone, you say?" At the mention of this, Ye Bu couldn't help but smile: "It should be a pong stone that grows next to the phantom mother stone, is it effective, and it is not very useful." It's nothing more than 'flesh' giving birth to white bones, bringing the dead back to life. ”
"Damn, it's a lot of money." Daoist Yang's jealous face was about to 'twitch'. When it comes to 'meat' giving birth to white bones and bringing the dead back to life, I'm afraid it can only be described by one thing. There is an ancient poem 'Taoshan blocked the ship of the Qin Emperor, and the Han Palace held a gold plate all night.' The 'jade' muscle is born in vain, and it doesn't know how to flow gold. It is a mockery that Qin Shi Huang sent a fleet to seek immortal mountains and immortal 'medicine' on the sea in order to seek immortality, but the way was blocked by the storm and huge 'waves', and it was difficult to live forever after all. In order to seek longevity, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty built a platform in the palace to build a statue of an immortal holding a gold plate, hoping to get the heavenly elixir 'jade' and 'dew', but it also failed.
The beauty and red face, like the 'jade' skin, cannot resist time, and eventually turns into a white bone in vain. Because the Qin Emperor Han Wu and the red-faced beauties did not find flowing gold, even if it was the size of a small fingernail. It can be seen how precious the flowing gold is. As long as the nails are a little bigger, they can increase the life of ordinary people by 100 years. Even the most stubborn injuries and illnesses can heal in an instant.
The 'bastard' in front of you can 'get' your hand, which is the size of your thumb. It's a windfall! It's hateful, he didn't make any effort, and it was himself who contributed to the work.