It is a circular mountain range, the main composition of the mountain is granite, bare, in the twilight shrouded in a dark and cold atmosphere, the air is silent, not a trace of insects and birds can be heard, all the scenery is desolate.

In this circular mountain range, there is a large open space, and stone houses are built on the open space, the whole tribe, there is no firelight, the air is filled with the smell of decay, under the leadership of the two immortals, Qin Hao and Xiaobai live in one of the stone houses.

Early the next morning, Qin Hao and Xiaobai walked out of the stone house, the tribe during the day was no different from the night, under normal circumstances, the undead basically did not leave the house, they all stayed in their rooms, lying on the bed like corpses.

Led by the two young men yesterday, they came to the tribe, and Qin Hao was going to go to the leader of the tribe to find out about the situation.

Walking to the road leading to the house where the tribal leader was, there were stone houses on both sides of the road, many of which were full of people, but they rarely made a sound, and even the two young immortals who were yesterday had become very few words and walked very quietly after they were freed from the threat of death today.

Qin Hao's footsteps stepped on the land and felt the situation in the tribe, and the more he walked inside, the more sure he was that this place had something to do with the female kui drought, because the ground here was full of rustic atmosphere.

Although the place where the female kui drought fish fell was in the Huangquan Sea, Qin Hao knew that the drought fish was a kind of zombie, although it jumped out of the Three Realms and was not in the five elements, but it also had its way of life and restraint, liking the soil and hating water, so it was possible for the corpse of the drought fish anywhere, but it was impossible to be in the sea.

Coming to the place where the tribal leader was, the two young men entered the tribal chief's house, and in a few moments a man came out.

This person is slender, his face is dark, his two black eye sockets are as if he has not slept for three days and three nights, and the whole person's body exudes a stream of death, and he is dressed in ancient costumes, which are composed of some animal skins and some special embroidery, which contains special meaning.

This person walked slowly in front of Qin Hao, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and said in a cold and jerky voice with an expressionless face: "Thank you, although you are the two clansmen who inadvertently saved me, I still thank you very much." ”

"My name is Nightshade, and I heard the people say you're looking for me? What do you need? The tribal leader said.

Qin Hao looked at him and said straight to the point: "I want to know the news about the drought." ”

"Dryland?"

The undead leader's eyes suddenly fluctuated, and his body suddenly trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing something, and then said in a colder voice: "I know, there are records about her in our tribe, I can help you find it, but it will take some time, can you?" ”

"Yes." Qin Hao responded.

Ye Ying stood there, silent, looking at Qin Hao quietly, as if he wanted to imprint his whole person in his eyes.

After a while, Ye Ming slowly spoke again, "Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow." Then he turned and walked into the stone house.

Qin Hao left the door of the night with Xiao Bai, and he saw a trace of killing intent in the eyes of the leader just now, after he said the word drought.

"Looks like we'll have to figure out what kind of relationship this place has to do with the Dryfish?" Qin Hao groaned in a low voice.

After all, just relying on a place name, it is not so easy to find the drought, and as the true ancestor of the zombie, the drough is immortal and indestructible, and now it has been so long since the fall of the year, it is very likely that it has already been resurrected.

"It's so boring!" Xiao Bai held his little hand and said to Qin Hao.

"Huh? What is that? ”

Qin Hao followed Xiao Bai's finger and looked over, although the immortals liked to be quiet and did not like to move, but there was also a trade in their tribe, Qin Hao saw that there were three or five people on the other side of a stone house building, setting up stalls on the ground on both sides of the road, selling strange things, which were used to exchange for other useful things from others.

Although there are rules of bartering in the undead tribes, it is obvious that there is a significant difference between them and other races.

All transactions are done in silence, and there seem to be some strange rules in this tribe, such as trying not to speak when you can.

Even the transactions are like this, not to mention the other things in daily life, and the whole tribe is full of rich and rotten atmosphere.

Xiao Bai is a snake, and the environment and atmosphere here are like returning home to him, and the whole person jumps over to watch and play with the items sold by the undead.

These people's items are indeed very peculiar, the undead don't need to eat and sleep to survive forever, but if you want to increase your strength, you still need to rely on things like death qi, which is somewhat similar to those undead.

Qin Hao and Xiaobai wandered around the tribe, although some undead people had the same emotions as humans, and they would also be afraid of death and fear, but after Qin Hao wandered around for a long time, he found that it was obvious that the undead in these ordinary undead tribes didn't know anything.

To understand the situation, it was necessary to get the tribal leader, Nightshade, to speak, and Nightshade was clearly the undead who had little human emotion.

With no answer for the time being, Qin Hao had to wait to see what the situation would be tomorrow.

After dark, Qin Hao and Xiao Bai returned to the stone house to rest again.

The whole tribe was completely quiet, like life in a quagmire, slowly darkening, slowly falling silent.

Especially in the several stone houses around Qin Hao, they were even more recognizable, and they were silent.

On the other side, in the largest stone house in the center of the tribe, five undead people sat together, and sitting in the right place was the leader of the undead tribe who met Qin Hao during the day.

A rugged undead man sat on the left side of the table, and in this room, the other four were all slender, only he was wild and slightly strong.

"Chief. What did you call us for? The slightly stout undead asked.

"Two people from our tribe today, you know?" Nightshade spoke.

"Yes."

"yes, didn't they save the two of us?"

The other four said with a little confusion, not understanding what the leader meant by asking.

"Dryfish." Ye Ying said these two words coldly.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became extremely tense, and the air was so quiet that it seemed that a pin could be heard.