In the distance, at the foot of the hill there was a dilapidated wooden house, a few rags hanging from the rotten wooden roof and waving in the wind. A rotting breath of dead things surged with the wind, seeping into his mouth and nose, and Zhu Beichen leaned over and retched a few times.

Sanqian snorted disdainfully, "Bear-like!" He gestured to the hut, "We're here, and the guy we're looking for is in the hut." ”

Zhu Beichen was stunned, rubbed his eyes again, and looked at Sanqian with a puzzled expression, until he got a cold look again to express his affirmation.

This dwarf must have done it on purpose, and he came to a dilapidated house over the mountains, could it be that Tong Jia Muqiu's secret disciple had already hung it inside, and looked at the corpses that were rotting, otherwise the smell would be so heavy. In other words, according to common sense, Tong Jia Muqiu was a hundred-year-old man when he died, this disciple will not be young, no one comes here all the year round, and no one knows if he is really dead.

He didn't dare to say these words in front of the three thousand, after all, Miao Di respected his ancestors very much, not to mention that there were words in the words of the dwarf, their family might really have something to do with this person, and it was very likely that they were still relatives.

Sanqian coldly poked into the walkway, turning left and right through the overgrown mountain road, heading towards the dilapidated wooden house.

The closer he got to the wooden house, the stronger the smell of corruption became, and Sanqian couldn't help but look solemn. He hadn't been here in years, and he was muttering to himself. The deserted back mountain, the harsh living environment, after so many years, she is still alive?

In front of the wooden house was a deserted land, with no grass. The earth is a dark color, and the sand is uniform and fine, as if it has been burned by some kind of flame for years.

Zhu Beichen noticed that Sanqian's face was very unsightly, although the level of this dwarf witch Gu was very low, he was somewhat well-informed, and the soil here was not naturally formed.

Sanqian bent down, picked up the soil in front of the house with both hands, put it between his nose and sniffed, "Rotting corpse black soil." ”

The soil is soft, the particles are uniform in thickness, and the soil color is black.

The formation of the 'rotting corpse black soil' is by no means accidental, and it is not something that can be created by a few months. The flame required to calcine the black soil is very special, and when Hongliang taught himself, he said that it was a kind of Nine Ghost Fire that required the ability of the Great Witch to cast. The function of the 'rotting corpse black soil' is to keep the corpse from decaying, and to play the role of nurturing the corpse and raising ghosts.

This kind of operation belongs to the level of witchcraft, and in terms of in-depth details, I am afraid that even Hongliang will not be able to peek into the doorway.

The initial Gu disciples, to the Gu masters, and then to the high priests, all the Gu worms used to breed corpses are a major taboo in Miao Jiang, because it is too evil, unless it is at the level of a wizard, few black seedlings have mastered this kind of cultivation secret method.

Three thousand doubts are exactly like this, refining corpses will change a person's temperament. With the completion of a corpse Gu, the Gu refiner itself will be full of evil spirits, shrouded in dark clouds, and have a cold and eccentric temperament like a person who is about to die.

Under the warm sun on the clear sky, the wind blowing across the foot of the mountain is cool, and the light is becoming more and more charming.

The dilapidated and leaky door of the house, pushed by the wind, swayed open and closed. In the dark environment of the inner room, there was an eerie atmosphere, and the light outside could not penetrate the light.

Ten hours ago, a naked female corpse lay on the ground in a wooden house, with tattered clothes.

A figure hid behind the thick mist, its gaze grim and merciless at the lifeless skin. Bright red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and the corpse on the ground was shriveled and dehydrated.

She licked her red lips unsatisfactorily, the delicious taste of blood echoing through her mouthpiece, and the bloodthirsty pleasure made her eyes fierce. A deep call from the depths of the heart, 'Your head is my glass, and your blood is my rich liquor'.

Her red eyes flickered, and the irrepressible Gu worm toxicity burst out, her stomach cramped, and her facial features twisted into a ball in pain.

"It's worthy of the body of a great witch, and the blood contains highly poisonous Gu substances" The woman in the white mist glared angrily at the already cold corpse on the floor, her lips clenched tightly.

A dark green liquid flowed slowly along the ground, and the irritating corrosive solvent enveloped the corpse of the female corpse. The moisture in the room fused with the smell of corrosive solvents, and there was no strange smell, and the woman behind the fog squeezed her brows and forced the discomfort of her body, waiting for the dark green liquid to work wonders with some anticipation.

The shriveled corpse swelled at an extremely slow pace like a sponge absorbing water, and the pores around it expanded, devouring the water around it. The body of the female corpse, whose skin was almost close to the bones, gradually gained the luster of life, the speed of swelling accelerated, and the skin began to become elastic.

This is an old expression, and the realistic marks of the years clearly depict this face.

As soon as the woman after the white mist came to her senses, the Gu worms in her body that were about to move were forcibly suppressed by her, her long eyelashes blinked, and her cold eyes flashed with a hint of emotion, "This is just an old grandmother, how can she be so vicious."

All the moisture on the ground has been absorbed by the female corpse, and the chest is full of corpse spots, and the cherry red spots are fading, returning to the lustrous complexion of the previous life.

Crackling! Crackling!

The tearing explosion suddenly erupted from the woman's corpse, and the eerie scene supported the gloom of the wooden house. Hidden under the cortex, hundreds of millions of flattened insects hatch under the surface of the female corpse in a razor-sharp shape.

The fledgling insects frantically sucked the liquid absorbed in the female corpse, and the number of insects all over the body wriggled violently, cutting the skin on the surface of the corpse with every inch and every millimeter moved.

A faint black smoke came out shallowly from the pores of the corpse, and the skin of the female corpse's body was cut by countless Gu worms, and the thin surface layer was separated from the corpse. It is a secret sorcery used to remove the skin and bones, so that the skin and bones are separated, and the result is a perfect human skin that is shiny and alive.

The woman behind the fog held a sharp blade, flipped the female corpse over, carefully found a hidden part of the back, cut the epidermis around the body, and neatly plucked off the old human skin.

The mist covering his entire body converged, and the full human skin mask with his face was draped directly over himself. The fantastical phenomenon happened in this gloomy wooden house, where the human skin and the woman's skin fit together perfectly, and the woman's appearance immediately changed, transforming into an old female corpse.

She was very satisfied with the human skin, but her brow furrowed in disgust. The rotten and irritating body odor of the previous owner of this layer of skin made himself who had always had a habit of cleanliness itch all over his body, and he wanted to take it off immediately, and burn it to ashes along with the unrecognizable and naked female corpse.

The mist of the woman in human skin cleared, and the wrinkled marks of an eighty-year-old woman appeared on her face. Her eyes were like torches, her blood-red pupils glared angrily at the female corpse on the ground, and a faint blue flame inexplicably rose on the corpse, and the fire from the underworld calcined the blurred flesh and blood.

In a moment's time, the corpse turned into a cloud of black ash, the temperature in the room plummeted a few degrees, and the yin wind swept across the surface of the inner room, leaving only a humanoid ash mark where the female corpse was lying before.