(Cat fluttering Chinese) I was shocked when I thought of this.

Bandits occupy the mountains as kings, burn, kill and plunder, rarely use their real names, and will give themselves nicknames, such as the very famous mountain carving.

This is done to avoid the exposure of his real name, to be found by the enemy, and to destroy the door, and secondly, to facilitate the washing of his hands in the future.

So, if you want to wash your hands in a real basin, you just need to kill everyone who has seen them for what they really are.

Looking at the meaning of Xin Xingxing, the villagers of the hot spring village are all bearded, that is, the descendants of bandits, that is to say, the people who went down the mountain to serve the people back then were not one or two, but dozens or hundreds, and it is even very likely that these bandits killed all the villagers of the original hot spring village, and then stared at the name of the hot spring village and became good citizens.

"You guessed it, didn't you?"

Xin Xingxing came over, hugged my arm, and led me inside, and then said, "There are bandits buried here, and those with wooden tombstones in front of the graves are all first-generation bandits, I buried them here with my own hands, and inserted them into their heads in the tombstones, and the tombstones are rotten, and their heads are also rotten!" ”

"When the tombstone is completely rotten, I will reinsert a piece and let them continue to suffer!" Xin Xingxing glanced around at this mass grave, and said with a nervous smile: "Seventy or eighty years later, this place has become a place of great murder, those bandits who killed people in their lives are all trapped here, unable to live, unable to die, and suffering day and night!" ”

Looking at this crazy woman in front of me, a chill rose in my heart, but I didn't blame her, everyone is responsible for what they have done, and the same is true of these bandits.

When they kill, they should know that the murderer kills him constantly.

It's just that they didn't expect that the retribution would come so tragically.

For nearly eighty years, the souls of these bandits have not been dissipated, and they have endured pain day and night, and it is difficult to estimate the depth of the accumulated resentment.

Xin Xingxing is indeed right, this is a man-made place of great evil, if the Taoist priest of the Xia Mao Sect wants to absorb yin qi to recuperate, this is indeed the best place.

In this case, Xin Xingxing, who is the head snake of the earth, has no reason not to know, and I asked in a deep voice, "You already know that the Taoist priest is here, right?" ”

"This is my land, there are outsiders coming, of course I know, but first, he didn't offend me, and second, his presence will make these bandits more painful, so I will turn a blind eye."

Xin Xingxing's face sank, and he snorted coldly, "But I didn't expect this Taoist priest to be so unenlightened, and he actually started the idea of these bandits and wanted to take them all under his command." ”

"Their sins have not been atoned for, how can I let them go?"

Xin Xingxing's arms tightened as he hugged me, his teeth creaking, "What's more, he actually targeted those villagers who are still alive in the village, how can I agree?" ”

With that said, I basically understand what's going on.

To put it bluntly, even if I don't show up, Xin Xingxing and Xin Ergu will face off with that Taoist priest.

That Taoist priest has always acted domineeringly, and all along, the rules he pursues are also very simple, what I fancy is mine, and it is useless for anyone to oppose it, unless your fists are harder than mine.

With such a fierce place and so many resentful souls, how could he, a Taoist priest of the Lower Mao Sect, give up?

Xia Mao Sect was originally famous for refining corpses and cultivating yin souls, and with so many high-quality resentful souls, it was impossible for him to give up.

And not only that, most of the villagers in the village gave themselves to Xin Xingxing, and the villagers who were planted with Gu worms were undoubtedly a good experimental material, and it was even more impossible for that Taoist priest to give up.

Therefore, the contradiction between him and Xin Xingxing and Xin Ergu is irreconcilable, unless Xin Xingxing and Xin Ergu give up revenge, leave here, and give up this place to that Taoist priest.

But is it possible?

Completely impossible.

So Xin Xingxing said that she was helping me, but in fact, she hoped that I could kill that Taoist priest with her.

"Huh?"

Xin Xingxing's expression suddenly froze, and he set his eyes on a small tomb.

The small mound was not big, it was full of weeds, and it looked like an ordinary small mound, but at this moment, insects were crawling out from the top of the mound.

Unlike before, these bugs seem to be drunk, crooked.

Don't look at the insects that Xin Xingxing called air-eating insects are only the size of rice grains, but the insects the size of more than 600 rice grains are connected together, which looks quite impressive.

One after the other, pitch-black insects the size of more than 600 meters were connected together, forming a thin black line nearly three meters long.

And now, the thin black line seemed to be torn eastward, twisted and twisted, and swayed back and forth with the small tomb as the one.

"Look for death!"

Xin Xingxing coldly spit out two words, and with a wave of his hand, he spilled a piece of transparent powder.

The powder was sprinkled and fell right on the small grave bag, covering the air-eating insects in it.

After the original swaying air-eating insects came into contact with the powder, they writhed more violently, and the black fluff on their bodies fell off even more quickly, and their bodies also decayed, and soon turned into black juice and merged into the earth.

A hand stained with dirt also reached out from the small grave bag at the same time, and someone was about to emerge from underneath.

"Up!"

Xin Xingxing's eyes shrunk and gave me a look.

This is completely different from what I expected, Xin Xingxing was still gritting his teeth just now, with a posture that if I don't kill you, I won't be surnamed Xin, why did he change his appearance in a blink of an eye?

It seems that my previous evaluation was really correct, she is a dog, and she will change her face in a while.

"Not a Taoist priest!"

Ryoko shook his head, didn't care about the hand, strode over, leaned down, grabbed the hand, and then pulled up, and a person was dragged out by him.

The half-rotted face, the hanging eyes, the iron blue lips, and the pair of miserable white hands, the only thing that does not mean is that this person is not a Taoist priest, and the corpse has changed.

Sinking his knees and pressing his throat, locking his hands and pulling back, Liangzi's action was done in one go, and the moment the person was pulled up, his neck was crushed and his arm was broken.

Ryoko didn't stop, quickly turning the body over, breaking his other arm and then breaking both of his legs.

From start to finish, it was only half a minute.

I walked over and took out a yin dispelling charm and pasted it on the corpse's head, and the yin dispelling charm smoked directly, began to spontaneously combust, and burned into paper ashes.

"Yin corpse, artificially created!" I jumped straight to the conclusion.

Xin Xingxing came to the corpse with a gloomy face, shook his hand and sprinkled some powder on the corpse's face, the speed of decay suddenly accelerated, and the face that was originally frozen meat was like mud, quickly melting.

The flesh flowed down with the blood, and at the same time, there were some white worms as thin as hair, which wriggled in the blood, sucked the flesh, and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than a minute, dozens of maggots appeared in my eyes.

Xin Xingxing sprinkled the powder again, and the maggots rolled in the powder, wriggling into the dirt, and disappeared before my eyes.

I exhaled slowly, Xin Xingxing and Zhang Mo's Gu refining methods were completely different, and Zhang Mo rarely cultivated such low-level Gu worms.

For a long time, Zhang Mo has been studying Gu poison, and the few Gu that he only has are high-end goods, like this kind of cannon fodder-like insects, Zhang Mo doesn't bother to do it at all.

But Xin Xingxing is different, as long as it is useful, she doesn't care if she is disgusting or not, low-level or not, she can use it.

The corpse was still melting, and more and more bugs were coming out of it, and looking at those yellow-brown maggots, I was a little disgusted, and I was not in the mood to look at it, so I turned around and looked at this artificially created polar yin place.

There are not many graves with wooden tombstones, and there are only twenty-three in total, and under each piece, there is a head.

Most of these people are in their thirties and forties, and they have been tortured for so many years, under normal circumstances, there is nothing else in their eyes but hate.

But now, except for one or two fierce ghosts who were carried away by hatred, there was more or less a hint of pleading in their eyes.

The deeper the hatred, the greater the resentment, the heavier the yin qi of this mass grave, and the heavier the yin qi, the more powerful the ghosts that these bandits have turned into.

It's a vicious circle, and in the end, these bandits will only be carried away by resentment, and know nothing but revenge but hatred.

But now, one by one, they have regained a trace of sanity, which can only indicate that someone is absorbing their grievances and making them come to their senses.

I can't think of anyone else but that Taoist priest.

In fact, I can basically be sure now that the Taoist priest is not here, and if he is here, it will not make it so easy for us to make such a corpse.

"No?"

Xinxing's surprised voice rang out, and I turned around to find that she was looking at the push of bugs at her feet.

The spawned bugs emerged from the ground and wriggled at Xinxing's feet, carrying messages.

I had expected this a long time ago, and I really confirmed it from Xin Xingxing's mouth, and I sighed secretly.

The Taoist priest is gone, but before he comes, according to Chu Mo, there will be half a month before the Taoist priest will recuperate and fully recover.

It is a bit impossible to recover completely, Chu Mo means that within half a month, that Taoist priest will not be able to move freely.

In other words, even if that Taoist priest leaves, it is impossible for him to leave by himself, unless someone helps him.

And once you leave this extreme yin land, if you want to recuperate and recover, it will only be more difficult.

"Chase!"

Xin Xingxing squatted down and sprinkled some more powder on the bodies of these maggots, and more than two hundred maggots suddenly boiled, rubbing against each other and struggling.

One by one, the maggots turned into liquid and merged into the bodies of other kinds, and in a blink of an eye, these maggots were reduced by half.

The decrease is not disappearing, but is absorbed by the same kind in another way, and this change is visible to the naked eye.

In less than a minute, the maggots formed into something resembling a cocoon.

After the cocoon is formed, the cocoon shell begins to shake and there is a thunderclap sound, and something bites the cocoon shell inside.

Soon, the cocoon shell cracked, and a dark, winged flying insect emerged from the cocoon, it shook its tentacles, touched Xin Xingxing's body, spread its wings, and flew up.

After confirming its direction in mid-air, the flying insect turned its head and flew in the direction of the hot spring village.

The appearance of the flying insect is very strange, some like butterflies, but there is an extra thing on the tail that seems to be a poisonous needle, it does not fly fast, every few meters of flying, the tentacle changes and touches, it seems to be distinguishing a certain smell in the air.

Following the flying insect all the way, we returned to the village, then to Xin Xingxing's house, into the yard, and finally flew into the storage room, landing on the vat.

The lid of the vat was covered, the entrance to the cellar was not blocked, and if the Taoist priest was here, there were only two places to hide.

One is a vat, the other is a cellar.

"There's no one in there!"

Xin Xingxing directly lifted the lid on the vat, she was right, there was indeed no one inside.

I immediately set my eyes on the cellar, and Xin Xingxing shook his head again and said, "There is no one down there!" ”

After speaking, she paused and said, "But some people have been here, and it seems that there are traitors in the village, and some people are not happy!" ”

I frowned, according to Chu Mo's speculation, the Taoist priest is not able to move freely now, that is to say, if he wants to come out, someone must help him, and he should be carried out of the mass grave.

As Xin Xingxing said, there are people in the hot spring village who are helping the Taoist priest.

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