Actually, I didn't listen much to what she said, because my energy was focused on the corpse in front of me. Bayi Chinese Network ≈≠=.=8=1≥Z≠≥.≈C≤O≥M≈

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but when Zhao Qingya picked up the arm of the dead corpse, she occasionally glanced over there, and now it seemed that there was really a black thing under its armpit.

Getting closer, he used the blade of his sword to re-erect the arm he had been pulling down, and sure enough, the mass was sandwiched under the armpit, in the shape of a hemisphere, wrapped in a lot of hairy matter, and the material inside was still unclear.

I suddenly remembered a story that Senior Brother Yuan Zhi had told before, about five or six years ago, he and Senior Brother were ordered by their master to go to Caiyun Valley in Yunnan Province to run errands, but just after Baoshan, when they were about to continue to the Nu River by boat, they met a group of suspicious travelers at the dock.

The men in this group were dark-skinned and had strange accents, obviously not Chinese, and most of the women who accompanied the team had bitter faces, coughing incessantly, and would spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm from time to time.

There are many ethnic minorities in Yunnan, and the way of witchcraft has been prevalent since ancient times, coupled with the remote location, the influence of the Central Plains Daomen is weak, and many witches and goddesses have used witchcraft to cause trouble, and even the master can only sigh when he mentions this situation.

Let the two bump into each other today, naturally they can't ignore it, even if the senior brother decides to follow this team first, as for the task of the division, it can be delayed by two days.

I secretly followed these people all the way through the mountain road for nearly two days, and came to a mountain hollow overgrown with birch trees.

Yuan Zhi sensed that something was wrong at that time, a single peak on the east side of the place stood in the sky, and on the west side was a bend of clear water, which was the appearance of the dragon out of the water in the burial scripture, indicating that there must be a tomb here, and he was not a small person.

Sure enough, these people took out a lot of professional measuring tools from their backpacks, and after a while, they finally dug a narrow passage under a few continuous boulders.

When the entrance to the passage was all dug up, these people did not rush in, but took out a few wooden locks and stretched them in, and after a few tricks, pulled out a female corpse.

This female corpse is one meter six long, plump, except for her eyes closed and expressionless face, she is no different from a normal person, as if she has just died, but the clothes on her body that have completely rotted show that she has been dead for a long time.

Yuan Zhi, who was hiding from a distance and observing, secretly wondered in his heart, even if this was a good place to raise corpses, it could not preserve the corpses so well, this should be the product of some kind of local witchcraft.

Soon the men's approach proved his suspicions, and several sick women were pushed out of the line and sat around the woman's corpse.

An ugly-looking man with a black face began to dance in front of them.

He danced in a peculiar way, with his hands and feet up and down at the same time, like some kind of primitive ritual, and at the same time he sang a strange tune from his mouth.

As the pitch of the voice increased, the women sitting on the ground began to raise their hands and sway, but every few moments, a stream of bloody phlegm spurted out of their mouths and landed on the body of the female corpse in the middle.

The female corpse didn't move at first, but it was sprayed with more blood and phlegm, and her chest actually jumped.

The senior brother couldn't help it a little, and if he waited any longer, the women outside were dead, and just when he wanted to rush out, he was held down by Yuan Zhi on the side.

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive, these women still have some vitality, they won't die so soon, I guess they are holding some kind of spell-unbreaking ceremony, let's wait a little longer, let's see what they want to do before it's too late, anyway, these people's foundation is not very good, with the strength of the two of us, it is safe."

According to the temperament of the senior brother, he would have made a move a long time ago, but since this junior brother, who is known as the wise star of the Daomen, has spoken, he has to wait a little longer, because it turns out that what this junior brother said is always right.

After another ten minutes, the black-faced man was still dancing strangely, and several women around him were still shaking their arms, but the female corpse in the middle had changed greatly, her chest was no longer undulating, but her neck was swollen, as if she was stuck with a round object.

Seeing this, several team members in the rear began to get excited, and they took out a dozen small cans of red pulp from their backpacks, seeing that they were ready to throw them in the direction of the female corpse.

The senior brother turned his head and said, "Ash, what are they holding in their hands, will it endanger the lives of those women, if so, we have to do it." ”

Yuan Zhi sighed helplessly, took out a few spirit runes from his arms and squeezed them in his hands, and was about to make a move, but as soon as he took a step forward, he heard a sharp roar from the throat of the female corpse, and then a black hairball rolled down from her mouth, and the women sitting around also fell down.

The few people next to him had already prepared, and immediately pulled the lid of the small jar open, and splashed the red pulp contained in it towards the hairy black ball.

Just to hear a squeaky sound, the red pulp was sucked clean by the black hairball that had just landed and kept beating.

Not only did the ball not stop as expected, but the hairs on its surface became longer, and there was a series of muffled noises, as if something was about to pop out of it.

The black-faced man who danced screamed badly, and immediately took out a small red ball from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it violently, and then squirted out a piece of red juice, and his face immediately darkened a lot.

This red juice is different from the previous can, it is extremely red, and there is a bright light outside, the hairball has begun to expand, and as soon as it is poured by this red juice, it immediately retracts back to the prototype, and it falls to the ground with a snap.

The black-faced man breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and pointed at the hairball, shooting out a red light to cover it, "You guys, go, pick up this witch dragon egg for me." ”

The few men who were still retreating just now immediately rushed forward, but they hesitated again when they approached the hairball.

The black-faced man was a little helpless, "Bastard, just use the corpse oil tank to detain it, I'm casting a spell to suppress it, and nothing will happen." ”

The strongest of them all bent down and buckled the hairball in, and in a few seconds, a gust of wind blew from the mountains and forests behind him, and the whole ground began to tremble.

After a while, a burst of blue and green smoke erupted from the passage under the boulder, and when the smoke dissipated, although the passage was still the same passage, it felt much more comfortable.

The black-faced man took the small jar containing the hairball, and said with a smile, "Hehe, let's finally break the witch array set up by the ghost lord Raj outside his mausoleum, not to mention that this witch dragon egg that is the heart of the formation is really powerful, I lost five years of longevity to suppress it." ”

(End of chapter)