As soon as the door panel was lifted like this, an extremely refined yin qi floated from under the doorway, and it was mixed with evil qi, evil qi, and corpse qi, but the corpse qi was very weak, and it seemed to be nothing.

Xu Blind built a total of five floors of dark rooms underground, and we didn't encounter the corpse demon in the first few floors, so I always thought that the corpse demon should be sealed in the last layer, but this too weak corpse qi didn't seem to emanate from the corpse demon.

Zuo Youdao asked on the side: "What's down there?" ”

When I looked into the doorway with the ghost's eyes, I saw nothing but a lump of black cloth bulging up, and everything on the next floor was covered with such a black cloth that I couldn't see what it was.

"All the objects on the ground floor are covered with black cloth, and there is no secret door in the house." I'll be honest.

Zuo Youdao nodded quickly, and then jumped into the doorway that was only big enough for one person to walk through.

The two of us landed on the front and back feet, and Zuo Youdao quickly approached the largest piece of black cloth, first carefully swept his eyes on the cloth, shrugged his nose, and whispered: "It is the source of evil energy." ”

Even though Zuo Youdao and I were close to me, the thing covered by the cloth still didn't move, and I estimated that it might be a dead thing, so I reached out and tried to lift the cloth.

But as soon as I grabbed the cloth with my fingers, I felt something pulsating slightly under the cloth, and there was a temperature similar to that of a human body coming from my fingertips.

It's a living thing!

At that time, I didn't hesitate, and quickly uncovered the black cloth with a violent force, and then pulled Zuo Youdao back, while drawing yin qi from the Netherworld Treasure, preparing to defend against the enemy.

The cloth floated high into the air, revealing everything it had hidden.

It was a very thick stone torture bed, with a flat rectangular cage on top of it, and what I had just touched through the cloth was an evil corpse in a cage.

This evil corpse has probably become extremely withered due to the lack of spiritual charm and blood nourishment for a long time, and through a thin layer of dry skin, we can even see its throbbing heart and other organs that wriggle violently.

It is said to be an evil corpse because it has corpse aura on its body, its sawblade-like hook teeth can be seen through its thin lips like a piece of paper, and the whites of its eyes have turned a dark yellow characteristic of purple zombies. But it is obviously not an ordinary evil corpse, because on its body, it has a body temperature and heart beat that the evil corpse does not have.

The corpse is dead, the demon is alive, this guy is 100% the corpse demon in the Zhoulian Mountain Pass!

However, neither Zuo Youdao nor I expected that it had become so weak that it could barely make more movements at this time except for occasionally moving its eyes and glancing at us.

Zuo Youdao leaned over to the cage and looked at it carefully, and said, "There are many holes the size of copper coins on the corpse demon's body, and it seems that someone has released the corpse blood on its body." ”

Indeed, at the edge of the torture bed, there was also a half-inch-deep blood trough, which should be used to bleed the corpse demon.

The point is why did Xu Blind empty the blood on the corpse demon's body, and what was the point of doing so?

Zuo Youdao and I were carefully studying the corpse demon in front of us, and there was a thunderous explosion overhead.

Click!

The thunder above my head was clearer than the muffled thunder coming from underground, and just hearing the movement made my mind think of the dark sky being cut through by lightning.

My first instinct was to look around in case the inexplicable figure reappeared.

But the figure did not appear, but the corpse demon lying on the torture bed suddenly became full, the dry skin became smooth, the withered grass-like hair became very soft, and even in its eyes, there were complex emotions that did not belong to the evil corpse, panic, worry, unwillingness, and disappointment were mixed together, making it difficult to guess what it was thinking.

No matter what it was thinking, such a complex interest should not be what a mentally depleted corpse demon should have.

Zuo Youdao reminded me on the side: "There is ghosting. ”

These three words sounded abrupt at first, but I immediately understood what he meant, the corpse demon lying on the torture bed had two overlapping shadows, one was virtual and the other was real.

The full body I see now is actually a little weak, it looks like an illusion, and in this shadow, there is still the withered and shriveled small body of the corpse demon, and this withered image is real.

I've never heard of illusions and reality appearing together and overlapping each other.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps above our heads, and the sound of two people talking.

I didn't hear the footsteps moving from far to near, and as soon as it appeared, it was already pressing close to the doorway.

And the accents used by those two people to speak were also very strange, it sounded a bit like a JAC accent, but there were some differences, because the accent was really unrecognizable to me, so at first, I couldn't figure out what they were saying.

It wasn't until I listened to two more ears that I understood that they were speaking the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, and the basic pronunciation of the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty was mostly derived from the old Nanjing dialect.

Zuo Youdao pulled me into the corner of the room, the black bulon in this place is very high, even if the other party lights the light source, it is not easy to see us.

In a moment, someone came down from the doorway while talking.

Before they came down, they first attached a thick hemp rope to the doorway, and then a small old man with a grace figure slid down the hemp rope.

Seeing this scene, I patted Zuo Youdao on the shoulder and led him out of the bunker.

Because the figure of the old man is imaginary, he is not a living person, but an illusion.

When he landed, I took a closer look at his face, and as I guessed, this guy was Xu Blind, and on his eye socket, that terrifying scar appeared.

Xu Blind Man pulled the rope, raised his head and told the ancestor to be careful when he came down.

Ancestral witches? The ancestral witch of the mountain?

I suddenly came to my senses, staring at the door, for fear of missing any details.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with an extremely withered figure climbed down the hemp rope. Seriously, I'm not sure if it's a living person or a dried corpse.

Usually we describe a thin person, often use the word "firewood stick", but at this time, the old man who appeared in front of me, the skin on his body, as well as the extremely narrow and thin shoulders and chest, really looked like a refined firewood stick.

After he came down, he asked Xu Blind when he would be able to extract the Immortal Pill, and Xu Blind said wait, because the corpse demon was difficult to deal with.

With this, Xu Blind took a saw from the wall and walked to the torture bed.

He used a saw to saw the corpse demon's arm, but he didn't expect that the corpse demon's skin was almost as hard as steel, and all the sawtooth teeth were worn off, but the corpse demon's skin only left a very shallow scratch.

Xu Blind seemed to want to use this to prove to Zu Wu what he had just said.

Zu Wu's face was dry and loose, and the muscles on his face were almost all atrophied, and he may not be able to make expressions, but there was a deep dissatisfaction in those eyes.

Next, this old man, who was called the ancestral witch by Xu Blind, had a strange conversation with Xu Blind, because I was not able to completely restore what they said, so I could only talk about part of what I understood.

The Ancestral Witch said that if he waited until the corpse demon had completely lost his mind before extracting its blood, the effect would be greatly reduced.

As he said this, the corpse demon raised his face and looked at him with pleading eyes, but the ancestral witch ignored him.

Seeing this scene in front of me, my heart suddenly sighed, and the corpse demon at this time has not completely annihilated human nature, and its mind is very likely to remain in a state of not yet corpse transformation.

Tying such a thing to a torture bed and bleeding is tantamount to using the same means against a real living person.

From the conversation between the ancestral witch and Xu Blind, I also learned that the reason why they wanted to bleed the corpse demon was to re-extract and refine the blood, and use this method to obtain an elixir of higher purity and better medicinal effect.

The corpse demon in front of him was not the first person to take the residual medicine, everyone who took the pill had all become corpse demons, and every time, the ancestral witch would extract their corpse blood, so as to improve the purity of the elixir.

Theoretically speaking, if the same pill is constantly taken by different people, and then it is constantly refined, its efficacy will indeed change qualitatively. But no one can say what such a change will be, it may be that the medicinal power has become more refined, or it may be that the immortal medicine has become poison.

Moreover, this method of collecting blood and refining pills is too hurtful, and I am afraid that it will not be able to refine anything good.

Xu Blind Man didn't seem to be very satisfied with Zu Wu's plan, and kept shirking that the skin and flesh of the corpse demon were too hard to collect corpse blood, and Zu Wu asked him to find a way, but he said that he couldn't think of a way.

After coming and going, the two quarreled in this underground dark room, and the ancestral witch put down cruel words, threatening that as long as Xu Blind couldn't quench the Immortal Pill within a month, then his fate would be worse than that of the corpse demon, but I didn't expect Xu Blind to be afraid, saying that there would be no drama in a month, you can do it, you can come.

Don't say it, as soon as I blurted out these words, Zu Wu really took out a long cone of strong magic weapons from his arms, and since that thing was only an illusion, I couldn't sense the Qi field above, and I couldn't guess what it was for.

It's just that after Zu Wu took out this thing, Xu Blind seemed to be very uncomfortable, and his already rickety figure almost shrank into a ball, and the eye that was not blinded was also tightly closed.

The ancestral witch put the magic weapon on the corpse demon's shoulder, and pressed it hard, the corpse demon's steel-like skin was pierced on the spot, and a large stream of blood came out along the wound, gradually filling the blood groove on the torture bed.

Using such a magic weapon also seemed to be very difficult for the ancestral witch, and he gasped for a long time, and it took a long time before he had the strength to put the magic weapon away.

(End of chapter)