Outside the city of Nanzhejiang, Ouyang Hongye took out a cigarette pouch from his arms, lit it with a snap of his fingers, and asked Mochizuki: "Do you want to take a puff?" ”

"No, I'm still drinking my bar." Mochizuki held the flask in both hands and sipped beautifully.

Ouyang Hongye couldn't help laughing: "You stole the old man's wine again, right?" ”

Mochizuki has a hearty word every time: "How can you call stealing, it's so ugly!" He did not see him drink his wine when it was left there, for it was for drinking, and it was not set there for appreciation. ”

Ouyang Hongye shook his head, looked at Fenghuo who was standing on the side, and then glanced at Mochizuki.

"Hey, do you want to take a sip to relieve your fatigue." Mochizuki held up the flask and shook it at the wind and fire sitting not far away.

Fenghuo glanced at it, although it was itchy and unbearable, he still swallowed saliva in his stomach and stubbornly turned his head to the side.

"No way, people don't appreciate it." Mochizuki shook his head helplessly and whispered, continuing to drink to himself, "Originally, this small pot of wine was not enough for me. ”

Ouyang Hongye originally thought that he could resolve the gap between him and Fenghuo before entering the city, although in the royal city they belonged to two camps, but since they embarked on the road of finding the heavenly rune together to save the demon world, they couldn't always hold those differences and prejudices. Even if he is not willing, he can't contradict each other, at least to work together temporarily, but now it seems that it is not easy, he has to worry that once he enters Nanzhejiang City, the wind and fire will affect the whole plan because of the guilt with everyone. When he was talking to Mochizuki just now, he had been staring at Fenghuo's expression with his spare eyes, and vaguely felt that when talking about the past prosperity of Nanzhejiang City, something flashed in Fenghuo's eyes, and whether this could be a starting point, he decided to give it a try.

He deliberately asked at the wind and fire: "I remember that the city lord of Nanzhejiang is also a leopard demon clan, isn't that so?" ”

"He's the most prominent of our leopard demon clan." Fenghuo blurted out carelessly, and then regretted it.

Ouyang Hongye couldn't help but smile slightly, and continued to ask: "Then you who are both princes and princes, your friendship should be very unusual, right?" What kind of person is the lord of Nanzhejiang? ”

Fenghuo didn't want to continue talking to Ouyang Hongye, but since he had already said the first sentence, he couldn't help but show off: "Well, we are all in the leopard demon clan, and we are the most prominent of the same clan. He was older than me, and I called him brother. When the city of Southern Zhejiang was still prosperous, he often invited me to visit the city, and I should know more about the terrain of the city than the two of you. ”

Seeing the situation, Ouyang Hongye hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, I haven't been here many times, and after entering the city, I still need your guidance." ”

Who knew that this handful, the wind and fire words box could not be contained: "The city lord of Nanzhejiang is extremely smart, he was the city lord for a short time, and the barren land has become prosperous, and there is no one more than him in terms of brains."

Mochizuki also interjected: "Since he is so smart, why was he deceived by Qingyun back then?" ”

"Alas, it's not that I'm too obsessed with the art of turning stones into gold! For hundreds of years, he had sent people around looking for a way to do it, but he never succeeded. Since he came to Nanzhejiang City, in front of him and many people in the city, he demonstrated the so-called five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and dissolved the powder made of their essence by demon methods into water, and the water turned into gold in an instant. He told the lord of Nanzhejiang that no matter what liquid he sprinkled the powder on, it would turn into real gold. ”

"Then isn't there any suspicion that such a shrewd person as the city lord of Nanzhejiang is here?"

"Seeing a bowl of water turn into bright gold in front of his eyes, how can he resist such a temptation for hundreds of years of addiction to this technique?"

"Then why did he think of sprinkling that powder into the river in the city of Nanzhejiang?"

One of his cronies was bribed by Qingyun and offered him advice, as long as the powder was sprinkled into the river, the whole river could be turned into gold in an instant, and between the Three Realms, from now on, there was no place comparable to the richness of Southern Zhejiang. Listening to his words, the lord of Nanzhejiang gave an order to sprinkle the powder into the river, which brought disaster to the whole city. ”

"Is there really no cure for this poison of food and mourning?" The more Mochizuki listened, the more interested he became.

"The incubation period of the poison was several days, and the symptoms were not obvious at the beginning of the poison, and by the time the onset began, most of the people in the city had been poisoned. There is still medicine to cure this poison before it enters the body, but once it occurs, there is no way to do it, because it has already penetrated into the bone marrow by the time it occurs. When it came to what Feng Huo knew, he was out of control, his voice was loud, and his face was proud.

"What happens if you get bitten by a Zombie?" Mochizuki put down the flask and continued to ask.

"A bite isn't fatal, but those guys double their strength and sense of smell as soon as they smell blood, and they attract more companions and become more difficult to deal with."

"It's really scary, I don't know how many mourning ghosts there are in this city." Mochizuki sighed.

"That's a lot! It's purgatory, full of hungry ghosts, and the bones of the dead who have entered the city and eaten, leaving only empty buildings, like haunted mansions! That's why I don't want to go there! Feng Huo couldn't help but tell the truth.

Mochizuki looked at the towering city wall and the dense fog that could not be cleared on the city, and sighed with emotion: "This city has been sealed like this for more than ten years? ”

Ouyang Hongye responded: "Otherwise, what can I do, the demon world after the war has been shattered, how can I still have the strength to get rid of so many mourning ghosts, since this city has become a ruined city, although I am reluctant, I have to let it be abandoned there." ”

Fenghuo sighed long, the demon world after the war, as Ouyang Hongye said, is already fragmented and unbearable to look back, where can such a demon world withstand Qingyun's attack again, and how can it have another decisive battle with Qingyun? Even a powerful king like his father-in-law, Lion Wang Cheng, has become depressed early, and he has almost no hope for the future of the demon world, what can he change by himself? Looking around, where else can you find a comrade-in-arms who is willing to fight alongside him and is not afraid of death? What kind of reason will there be for him to be willing to spill his blood for the demon world as he did in the past? The breath that pressed on his chest made him sigh very hard, because there were many endless entanglements in his heart: "Do we have to go into the city anyway?" ”

Ouyang Hongye replied in a firm tone: "In order to see the records of the Heavenly Fu in the city, we can only go deep into the tiger's den and fight to the death!" ”

Fenghuo still resisted a little: "That's just a rumor, if not, wouldn't we put ourselves in an extremely dangerous situation?" ”

"What? Are you scared again? Mochizuki said defiantly.

"I... How so? Hmph, I'm just afraid that if it's just a rumor, we're not wasting our time in vain. Feng Huo defended unconvinced.

Ouyang Hongye on the side was determined: "You wait for me!" ”

After speaking, he took the lead in flying and jumping into the high city wall of Nanzhejiang. It didn't take much effort for him to climb back from the other end of the wall with three tattered shirts in his hand.

"You have this, I have picked it up from the city, and it is the clothes worn by the people of this city, they have long been stained with the smell of the body of this mourning ghost, and it is not easy to find it when you wear it in the air. And the cotton, which plugged the ears to ward off the sound waves they emitted. Ouyang Hongye handed the two rags in his hand to Mochizuki and Fenghuo respectively, and then took out a few small cotton balls from his pocket and handed them them together.

In fact, he was the most painful to wear this kind of clothes, he had always been clean, and he gritted his teeth before putting the remaining tattered clothes in his hand on his body, and the smell on the clothes made him can't help but make a disdainful expression.

Mochizuki didn't care about putting on the ragged clothes, he has always been a casual person, this little thing didn't bother him, and he looked at Fenghuo with disdain: "How is it, Fenghuo?" Otherwise, you can stay here and watch your luggage and wait for us to get back. ”

"My battle-hardened leopard demon clan, how can I be intimidated by a mere mourning ghost, go!" Feng Huo was enraged again when he heard this, he angrily put on the clothes handed by Ouyang Hongye, and walked towards the city wall as he spoke.

The wind and fire climbed over the wall, but it was already difficult to fly, and the higher it went, the more toxic gases floated, making it difficult to breathe. Momiji and Mochizuki are also close behind. As soon as they landed on the ground, they were confronted by several mourning ghosts, their shriveled bodies wrapped in tattered clothes, their entire faces distorted by atrophy, their hollow pupils and protruding teeth looking particularly horrible.

Ouyang Hongye made a gesture to remind everyone to stay quiet in place, and first see how the mourning ghosts reacted to them, only to see those few zombies move towards them, stay beside them for a while, be deceived by the clothes they were wrapping, and leave in another direction.

As they leaned forward on the side of the street, the mourners roamed the streets, uttering a terrible wail, a cry of hunger, and they had no more to feel than a hunger that could never be filled. They try to avoid places where the Zombies are concentrated, but there are so many Zombies in the city that they come into contact with them from time to time. They had avoided several Mourning Eaters in the previous way, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to reach the old palace in the center of the city without blood.

I don't know if the ghosts still have habitual memories, and the closer they get to the palace, the more numerous they are. Although the ears were plugged with cotton, the sound waves emitted by the continuous concentration of the mourning ghosts still made Ouyang Hongye and them start to have a headache and impetuousness, especially for people with a quick temper like Fenghuo, it was becoming more and more difficult to ignore the intrusion of this sound wave. However, in order not to cause a large-scale concentrated attack by the mourning ghosts, and to curse or shout, this taste made Fenghuo's chest feel like a huge hand was being pulled up. The dark picture in his eyes was filled with an aura that was close to death like never before, reminding him of the great battle sixteen years ago, when the entire defense of the royal city of Yongchuan was completely defeated. He and the soldiers in the army divided into two routes, one way to cover the people in the city to retreat to the trenches outside the battlefield behind the city, and all the way to attract the main force of the enemy army and retreat to the Chenji Palace.

The black stone floor of the entire Yongchuan City was stained red with blood, and Feng Huo watched his companions fall one by one, gradually turning from pain to numbness, because pain could not change anything, all he could do was to slash and kill the enemies who came to invade like a machine. He didn't remember how many injuries he had suffered on his body, the pain in his body and the pain in his soul disappeared without a trace, he just kept waving the knife in his hand and kept slashing! Cut it down! Cut it down!

"Wind and fire! Wind and fire! Stop it! You've lured them all over! ”

Whoever was calling his name pulled his wandering consciousness back, and he found himself chopping down a mourning ghost with a large axe in his hand. Many mourners had fallen in front of him, and more and more were coming from all sides. He remembered that they were using sound waves to transmit information, and that he must have been covered up just now, and now his actions had caused a lot of trouble for everyone. Ouyang Hongye stood in front of him to fend off the mourning ghosts that attacked one after another, and Mochizuki dragged him back with his arms around his shoulders, he didn't know how long he had been protected by the two of them like this.