Will and I were like two goofy geese, stupidly watching the image transformation above the deep pool.

What appeared in our field of vision was a steep cliff downhill, and a man with two neat beards on his lips stood with his hands tied. It's rare to have such a neat beard these days, just like Lu Xiaofeng's four eyebrows in martial arts novels, which make people remember it at a glance. This "Lu Xiaofeng" can't tell his age, maybe thirty, maybe forty, anyway, he looks wise and capable.

And beside him, a short, thin black-robed man was talking to him, the man was extremely ugly, like a bell tower weirdo, and there was a descendant with a blue cloth wrapped around his head who was giving the black-robed man an umbrella to shade the sun—in fact, the sky above their heads was gloomy, and there was no sunlight in sight.

A group of tightly wrapped black-clothed men were beating stiffly, and in this steep downhill road, it was particularly worrying to walk.

There were many people with blue cloth on their heads and Sichuan opera masks on their faces taking care of the black-clothed people down the mountain, mixed with several Southeast Asian black witches with white ash on their faces, and a middle-aged woman with extremely thick eyebrows. This woman was pale, her forehead was wrinkled, and she seemed to be in her forties, but the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth outlined her old and serious, and at a glance, people couldn't help but think of women like Wu Zetian or Empress Dowager Cixi who held power.

My pupils contracted dramatically, but after a moment, I was relieved.

Since Eric and the others who are far away in Singapore have been seconded to encircle and suppress us, then Li Xin, who is near Myanmar, is naturally very likely to appear here. After all, I had heard people mention it before that Sakurang's relationship with the Evil Spirit Sect was very iron, and the poor Chinese women like Gu Lili they had captured before seemed to rely on the smuggling channels provided by the Evil Spirit Sect.

It turned out that those bronze armored corpses were actually trained by Li Xin - yes, yes, only in the deep mountains and old forests of Myanmar, and only a cult like Sakurang, which has no lower limit and no human nature, would have such a "big stroke", and would do something like pouring boiling copper juice into the bodies of living people.

It's not a big circle, so my enemies really come here - even if they're not just here for me.

The team numbered more than 50 and seemed to be walking from top to bottom, and the real person in charge seemed to be the impressive man with glasses. At this time, Lao Zhao and the others were also attracted by this strange scene, and the homely Taoist priest looked at this man with a frown, saying that it was him?

I turned around and asked who the hell was this guy with four eyebrows?

Lao Zhao said that this person should be the number two person in the Ghost Robe Brothers' Association, and he fanned Luo Qingyu on white paper. It stands to reason that in an organization like theirs, the general leaders are very low-key and mysterious, but Lao Zhao once knew a robe brother who betrayed the ghost mask robe brotherhood, so he knew some insider information. It is said that the white paper fan is a very powerful cultivator, and he may not be as good as the big offerings, but the wisdom is almost demonic, and half of the credit for the growth of the Ghost Face Robe Brothers Association comes from him, not Zhang Dayong, the eldest brother of the Robe Brothers' Association.

Hearing Lao Zhao talk about this, I was interested, and asked how strong the Ghost Robe Brothers is?

Lao Zhao thought about it with a calm face, and said strong, very strong! Xichuan has been a land of abundance since ancient times, but it is also a tragic place, where is the province with the most ghost stories in the country? It is Xichuan, thanks to several famous bloody massacres in the history of Xichuan, tens of millions of people were killed to only 600,000, what is this concept? Therefore, Xichuan's evil spirit sect rudder is a self-supporting organization, and its strength is the strongest, but the magic is one foot high, the road is one foot high, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Southwest Bureau is also the strongest, even if a person like Jia Lao can only be relegated to the deputy position until retirement, and the heroes can only suppress Xiaoxiao.

However, it's also difficult, the zombie bite incident that has been reported several times in Xichuan before has nothing to do with the ghost robe brother, which can be seen.

As a few of us talked, the "mirage" on the top of the deep pool had disappeared without a trace, and everyone heard the news and had already gathered at the edge of the pool, and learned that the person who was chasing and killing us was led by the second leader of the Ghost Mask Robe Brotherhood, and his strength was outstanding, Yin Yue's face was so solemn that he couldn't do it. Although she is one of the seven swords, she is not as good as an experienced old guy like Lin Qiming, and she can't hide things in her heart.

I saw that everyone was a little frustrated, and then smiled, saying that it was just a second-in-command, and their big worship Liu Yu was still hiccuped by us? As long as we arrange it properly, it will be nothing more than giving us a few more lives.

Everyone said that in this dense forest, the most suitable thing is a small-scale guerrilla warfare, if you can't fight, you run, and after you run, you will continue to fight, and everyone compares nothing more than endurance; And with the intention of fighting unintentionally, all kinds of arrangements are made to deal with the hard work, and this business is not at a loss.

We began to discuss how to set up traps and formations in this area, and we all chose what we were good at to carry out.

Lao Zhao, Teng Xiao and Qin Zhen naturally chose a place to arrange the formation, and the most popular in this place are Lao Guang and others from the Red Dragon Special Forces, their troops, in the national military region competition, ranked among the top three in jungle warfare. With idle people, they used the simplest method to set traps in the paths and forests, which were direct and effective, vicious and vicious, and extremely lacking in virtue.

I didn't participate in the production of these traps, but released the Golden Silkworm Gu and let this little fat worm gather his subordinates and let it eat a few bites by the way.

After receiving my instructions, the fat worm took the order and went away happily.

Judging from the situation where Liu Ming and the others had just been dug and buried, it seemed that this place was very suitable for the living environment of the long insect viper, and the fat worm should be able to gather more subordinates - I was expecting it to surprise me.

Will and I went to the edge of this magical pool to see what magic this pool could be, and how it could refract the situation at the exits of the valley through the sunlight in the form of a mirage. However, compared to the ordinary pool, the surface of the water is blue and swarthy, and I reached out and touched the water, shivering to the bone, and it was very tight. Other than that, there's no difference.

Will didn't dare to approach this deep pool, he was very sensitive, and said that there was a force in this pool that made him afraid.

The more he said this, the more curious I became, and walked around the pool, and finally found that in the secret places around this deep pool, there was a long black iron chain, and the baby's arm was thick, I reached in, and I pulled it hard, and I couldn't lift it, I turned around and called Will to come and help me, who knew that this vampire's face was pale, and he kept retreating, and my teeth clicked, and finally I pulled up a little, and through the secluded pool, I saw that there seemed to be a huge bronze coffin inside.

I let go of my hand, and boom, the iron chains fell into the pool, making a lot of splashes. The splash was imprinted in the sunlight just now, and I saw a lot of tiny little fish, flying in the air.

I sat on the ground, and I felt something very scary in the splash, and my hands were cold.

I looked down and saw that my right hand was pressed against a leprosy toad. This creature was very large, and oddly shaped, like a bullfrog, with pimples all over his body, and all yellow-green skin. I looked disgusted and threw it into the pool, but as soon as the leper toad fell into the middle of the pool, its body disappeared immediately, leaving only a skeleton.

I was so stunned by the sight that I squinted at it, only to realize that it was the tiny fish that were doing the trick.

It was only then that I remembered that I seemed to have touched the pool of water, and when I raised my hand, I found that there were several small red fish like filaments, which were biting open the epidermis and burrowing into my veins, and they did not feel pain, and seemed to have some anesthetic effect. I was so anxious that I immediately called back the Golden Silkworm Gu and asked it to help me clean up all these disgusting little fish in my body.

When it was all over, I approached Will, who was far away, and discussed with him the idea of leading the enemy into the deep pool.

Will shook his head, saying that the deep pool was the source of most of my fear, that it was a bad place, and that you better not go near it. I wondered, are they toothpick fish like fish Gu, or are they inexplicable bronze coffins? Will didn't speak, but I laughed, and said that since it was a bad place, let the enemy weep over it, and when the time comes, we will lead all the big men into the pool and kill them.

After learning that this deep pool of more than 20 square meters had such terrifying strength, everyone used their brains and started a brainstorming to make sure that the enemy was brought here and destroyed.

It's a pity that the overall shade here, we searched for a long time, but we didn't find the same environment as Dengxian Ling, and the materials were limited, so we just arranged a few small maze to hide people's ears and trees, and confessed to escape. All day, we were busy preparing for battle, and the little demon and Bai Lutan were in charge of guarding the perimeter, but until the sun was setting, we didn't see anyone from the Cult of Evil Spirits arrive at us.

The terrain here is complex, and the roads are everywhere, and if they get to the bottom of the valley, they have to take a long detour, which is not as laborious as if we climbed directly from the top of the cliff.

When we arrived in the evening, we gathered together again and communicated and exchanged our achievements for the day, lest the enemy not come, but to bring disaster to our own people.

As night fell, the look on our faces became more serious. Because we know the Tao, most of the methods of the Evil Spirit Sect are things that sacrifice ghosts and refine souls, and they are all things that will only get twice the result with half the effort at night.

After a quarter of nine, Bai Lutan suddenly sent a message to us, saying that someone had broken into our cordon.