"Go in and have a look?"

Shulu asked Saren. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Although the chances of Hou Yigong being here are slim, let's go and see first, we know too little about the situation here."

None of the others objected.

Saren glanced at Jeddah, who pulled a dagger out of his backpack and opened the door. The moment the tent door was opened, all the flashlights shone in. In the tent was a stove with a chimney running from the top of the tent.

On either side of the chimney, there were four kneeling corpses holding their heads in their naked hands, and the difference in their stature was very large, some extremely burly, some extremely thin. But the shape of these eight corpses is exactly the same as the evil ghost statue just now. The eight corpses were all kneeling on their bunks, their heads all facing the tent door, which had obviously been carefully placed.

"Shut it down!"

Elder Li said anxiously, but his voice was very low, and then I realized that the heads held by these corpses could also fly out of humanoid smoke?

Jeddah immediately closed the door and looked at Elder Li suspiciously.

"Uncle Li, what's going on here?"

Zhou Lu asked Da Lao Li puzzled.

"These are Yin Slaves, and we just met the Yin Slave King!"

Da Lao Li coughed as he spoke, and when the chairman saw this, he immediately tapped Da Lao Li's back.

"Lao Dong, let's talk about it."

Saying that, Elder Li coughed even more.

"Yin slave is a kind of shamanic black witch magic that is very shady. The Dark Witch will pierce the face under the brain of a living person with an iron pestle, creating more than a dozen piercing holes.

Then the Dark Witch will put a small worm called Hate into the holes. Hatred multiplies rapidly in a living body and soon spreads to every corner of the body. At this point, the Dark Witch then plucks off the head of the living body and assigns it to a specific pose.

This kind of insect has a strong collective division of labor, and the queen will live in the human brain but does not eat the brain, it will be fed by the sapper insects that inhabit the human body, but the sapper insects will not feed on the host. The Hate Life will be based on the individual host, and their nutrition comes from fighting with each other, and anything else that can be eaten, which is why the Yin Slaves in it are of different sizes.

The host's soul was forever sealed in his brain, and the stronger the queen, the clearer the host's consciousness became, and the more painful the torture he suffered.

And the Yin Slave King is the ultimate winner, but this is only the victory of hating life, the host itself may have returned to the state of consciousness of the living, but it will suffer eternal torture, hatred of life but eternity, this evil art is too vicious!

If Lao Li hadn't resisted desperately for us just now, I'm afraid we would have become the Yin Slave King's meal. ”

The chairman sighed, and after listening to the chairman's words, I seemed to feel the countless hatreds in my body.

Everyone was also embarrassed, but there was a trace of disdain on Wang Twelve's face. What was Wang Twelfth doing at that time, and how did he take that scimitar?

"Although the Yin Slave in this is far inferior to the Yin Slave King we encountered. But I don't think it's likely that Hou Yigong is here, so we don't need to take this risk again. There is no need to look at these small tents, let's go to the big tent in the middle to find out. ”

The chairman looked at Saren and said.

"Okay, let's go."

Saren took the lead and led us towards the giant yurt, but Ah Le and the two foreign lamas stood still and had no intention of following.

Everyone just glanced back at them and continued, and it seemed that this kind of thing happened, and everyone was not surprised, and they also acquiesced in this behavior in their hearts.

Ah Le and the three of them didn't seem to be here for Hou Yigong, so why did they come? Presumably my business has nothing to do with them, so I don't think about it anymore.

The door of this giant yurt is no longer a simple curtain, but a delicate wooden door, and it was Jeddah who was the first to push open the wooden door.

This time, instead of horrible corpses, we were greeted by a beautiful wooden partition. Saren winked at Jeddah, who put on his gas mask and walked in. Dozens of seconds later, Jeddah returned to the door, by which time he had no gas mask on his face.

"It's safe inside, but there's a deep pit in the bedroom that is full of dead people."

Being with this group of people, as if they were ordinary dead people, represents safety.

The rest of us followed Jeddah into the tent. Bypassing the partition, we came to a hall of seventy or eighty square meters. It seemed to be a place for hosts to meet or meet, and directly across from us was a lavish high chair topped by a wooden chair full of carvings. On both sides of it, there are eight-sided felts, and it seems that except for the owner, other people have to sit on the ground, and the other spaces are placed with various living facilities.

Then I suddenly noticed that behind the wooden chair was a brown animal skin, and on the animal skin hung a huge bow and arrow! Could it be that this is Hou Yi Bow? I couldn't help but swallow.

Wang Twelve also noticed the bow and arrow, and he walked into a high position, took off the bow and arrow, and pulled it casually, the bow was like a full moon! This bow is so beautiful!

"What a good thing! It's just too inconvenient to carry, do you have any? If no one wants it, I'll put it back. ”

Wang Twelve saw that no one was interested in this bow, so he put it back, expecting that this Hou Yi bow would not be hung so casually.

After we made a few rounds and found nothing, we all walked into the bedroom where there was a dead man's pit in Jeddah, and when I walked into the bedroom, I saw the pit at a glance. Next to the pit there was dug out of the muck, and the pit was indeed full of dead people. These people also appeared to be soldiers, and their bodies were not decomposed, but dried and caught.

Like the soldiers in the array, they were armed with scimitars and wore leather armor. It's just that the facial expressions of these soldiers are unusually distorted, and when you look at them, there seems to be no signs of a fight on their bodies.

"How did they die? Everyone outside was killed by the black witch, but there was no trace of the black witch inside. What happened to these heavily armed soldiers to die here without resistance? We have to get to the bottom of it, what happened to them, and what happened to us, and our potential threat! ”

Zhou Lu asked the doubts in my heart.

"You see, the leather armor worn by these corpses does not fit, and they all have a great surplus. The bandages around their wrists and palms are not tight. The corpse on the top, his face obviously showed signs of slackness after losing weight, and there was a clear difference between him and the air-dried and dehydrated after death! So, I think these people are starving to death in the pit! ”

Saren said with a frown.