At this moment, An Zheng could only go closer, and the thing on the opposite side should have already discovered An Zheng, but it looked lazy and lying on a big rock, and his chest would rise and fall greatly with every breath. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And every time it goes up, there will be a groan in the throat that is not unpleasant but will definitely give people goosebumps.

Its face was ugly, white with blue in it, as if it had been poisoned, and it looked like it had been sick for a long time.

"I'm hungry. ”

When it saw An Zheng coming over, these two words came out of its mouth.

"People?"

An Zheng asked tentatively.

The thing turned its head slightly sideways to look at An Zheng, then opened its mouth and smiled, revealing the fangs in its mouth when it smiled. And just as it smiled, An Zheng felt that the body behind it was being pulled by an inexplicable force, pulling towards the side of the thing. And the creature's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the corners of its mouth cracked, revealing bright red flesh that cracked all the way to the side of the ear.

It seems that it wants to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.

With a flick of his hand, An Zheng threw a slice of the scales of the holy fish, and the scales of the holy fish swirled like a blade and sliced into the object's mouth. It snapped and snapped, nearly slicing the thing's head open. But even now, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.

An Zheng summoned Tianmu out to look at the thing, and Tianmu's voice immediately appeared in An Zheng's mind.

[Hungry ghosts, the condensation of the souls who died of famine, not the souls of one person, as few as hundreds, as many as tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people who died, and the grievances are too heavy to form this hungry ghost. The strength level is based on the number of unjust souls gathered, and the strength of the hungry ghost formed by hundreds of unjust souls is the early stage of the Sumeru realm, and this hungry ghost is at least gathered by tens of thousands of unjust souls, and the strength is the peak of the realm of prison desire. It has been around for a long time and has harmed countless people, so its strength should be improved compared to the beginning. 】

An Zheng sighed, hungry ghost...... In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people died of starvation. However, if it was just starvation, it would not have formed such a big resentment. So this famine should be man-made.

This place is at the junction of Zhao and Daxi, Zhao Guo didn't know, An Zheng recalled that Daxi should never have had such a famine. Even the most ordinary families in Daxi have at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Daxi is outrageously big, it has been a long time since there is no need to collect the money and grain of the people of the country, and with two or three hundred tributes attached to Daxi, the granary of the Daxi household department can basically be filled.

Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.

After An Zheng made a judgment, he soon denied it, according to reason, there were almost no border people on the side of Zhao near Daxi, and it was a heavy army, how could it be possible to die of famine and many people?

The resentment of that thing was too heavy, and the scales of the holy fish were squeaking, and the sound of fangs and metal rubbing against each other made people's ears tingle.

Tenmu's voice continued to appear: [The Hungry Ghost's combat power is fierce, but it cannot be moved. Groans can only attract curious people or other spirits to approach, and then swallow them by suction. The more creatures you devour, the stronger the hungry ghosts will be. When the number of devoured creatures is equal to the number of people who died in the first place, the hungry ghost is reborn. After being reborn, the hungry ghost is no different from a real person, but there is no life or death, and his combat effectiveness is extremely terrifying. 】

An Zheng snorted coldly: "Even though you have all been wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, and you can't be kept either." ”

He reached out and pointed down, and the scales of the sacred fish began to spin rapidly. Cut the hungry man's mouth open like a blade, then the head. The combat power of the Prison Desire Realm was nothing in An Zheng's eyes, and it was just a piece of holy fish scales that killed it. After the hungry ghost was split, a foul smell wafted out of it, and the smell of a large radius was unbearable.

An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's corpse. Countless black gases came out of it, and soon the body of the hungry ghost became shriveled.

[Where hungry ghosts appear, there will be grievances. But where the hungry ghosts do not move, there will be treasures. 】

Tianmu's voice appeared again, which made An Zheng's heart light up.

It's right to think about it, the reason why these unjust souls do not disperse is precisely because there is a treasure here that gathers these unjust souls, so they will form hungry ghosts. If there is a famine that kills a lot of people, and these people are not unjustly killed, then there will be no hungry ghosts. Such a thing will only appear if three conditions are met.

First, death by famine. Second, there are grievances. Third, there is an Arcana not far from the Land of the Dead.

An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the hungry ghost's incomplete body: "You don't know how many years you have been dead, I will stop by this trip, if I can find out why you were starved to death, I will avenge you." ”

After the hungry ghost's body was blown away, An Zheng crouched down and looked at the big rock. Where the hungry ghost was lying just now, there was nothing.

An Zheng looked at the good man, and the stars in the good man's eyes were circulating, and he seemed to be looking for it. Only then did An Zheng react, just now the good master asked An Zheng to go this way, not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don't know what this Arcana will be.

The stars in the good man's eyes were circling faster and faster, and after about a few dozen seconds, its attention was attracted by the large stone that the hungry ghost was leaning on before. The good man jumped down from An Zheng's shoulder, raised his paw and touched the big stone, and when it looked back at An Zheng, the stars in his eyes had already rotated like nebulae.

An Zheng pulled out the broken sword, and said in his heart that he would also cut the stone once.

In order to ensure that the contents were not destroyed, An Zheng chose the safest way, that is, to cut down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight is, this time he didn't see what was inside or how big it was. Therefore, it can only be thin layer by layer, and this stone can be as big as half a meter, and I don't know how long it will take to cut it like this.

An Zheng's hand is unusually stable, even a stone cutter with many years of experience can't match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a sharp weapon in the world, even if it is not written into the purple magic weapon spectrum, but if it is really discussed, after fusing several other magic weapons, the grade of the Broken Army Sword is already high among the purple magic weapons.

The good man squatted there and watched quietly, as if he was also curious about what was inside. Its expression was extraordinarily focused, and it could be seen that the contents inside must be very valuable.

As the stone became smaller and smaller, An Zheng's movements became more and more careful, and the cut stone layer became thinner and thinner. After about ten more minutes, the half-meter-sized fist was only the size of a fist at this time, and An Zheng still hadn't cut out anything. He was a little puzzled, because he didn't feel any treasure breath inside.

It's the good man, his eyes are as focused as ever, and when he saw An Zheng stop, he meowed twice to urge. Seeing that the good master was so determined, An Zheng also repacked up some expectations and started again. The remaining fist-sized piece is already very difficult to cut, and the smaller it is, the more laborious it is.

And you have to worry about whether the contents will be destroyed, so you are more and more cautious when you do it. This fist-sized piece was cut by An Zheng for half an hour, and only the size of an egg remained, but nothing was found in it.

"Good master, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"

The good man's extremely human expression also nodded firmly, and he called softly, meaning that you just have to cut it. But An Zheng has gradually lost most of his interest, and there is a piece as big as an egg, even if it is full of treasures, it may not be worth caring about. Unless it was a piece of star-striped meteorite iron the size of an egg, An Zheng felt that he had lost everything.

As time passed, An Zheng became more and more careful. But the stone in his hand had become the size of an apricot, and there was still nothing.

The good master was still urging, and An Zheng had to do it again. After a few more minutes, the stone was the size of a peanut. An Zheng looked sideways at Shanye, pinched the small stone and shook it in front of Shanye: "Uncle Cat, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Shanye has a really ignorant expression on his face, and he is a little angry that An Zheng doesn't trust him. An Zheng coughed a few times, and said in his heart that even if he couldn't cut anything, he would treat it as coaxing the good master to play. The good man has slept all the way, so he should be reminded of himself.

A piece as big as a peanut is already extremely uncomfortable with a broken sword. An Zheng found the repaired ice spirit from the blood bead bracelet, and just as he was about to do it, the good master meowed, and couldn't stop shaking his head. An Zheng thought to himself that this was not for me to use the ice spirit, he had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but this time the good master did not stop it.

An Zheng thought to himself, why did the good master care so much, could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it was a treasure, how valuable could it be if it was so big?

An Zheng squatted there, found a relatively flat stone and put it in front of him, put a stone the size of a peanut on it, pressed it with his fingers, and gently scraped the dagger down. Now I can't continue to cut, so I can only scrape the powder down.

After another minute, there was a soft click on the stone shell, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out of it. There is too little quicksand, and if you hold it in the palm of your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it, but it was empty and there was nothing.

An Zheng's attention was on the sand, and his heart said Could it be that the treasure is this quicksand?

He was squatting there, and the good man had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand, his eyes shining. It turned around and yelled at An Zheng twice, which means you idiot shouldn't hurry up and put this good thing away.

An Zheng reluctantly found a small clean jade bottle and put away the quicksand. But when his hand approached, the sand actually flowed on its own, like a peek-a-boo, and An Zheng grabbed it several times but did not catch it.

"Spiritual?!"

An Zheng suddenly became interested, and said in his heart What is this, the sand-like composition but it seems to have life. He scratched back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hand. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He paused for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.

He wanted to put quicksand in a bottle, but the quicksand turned back and forth very mischievously and just wouldn't get in. An Zheng was stunned, and said in his heart what is this called. The cat jumped on An Zheng's arm and knocked the jade bottle off with his little paws. An Zheng glanced at the good man, and suddenly understood that this was the quicksand who disliked this bottle not good enough!

An Zheng glanced at the quicksand: "Why didn't you dislike it in the stone before." ”

Having said that, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood bead bracelet.

At this moment, there was a sudden jingling sound in the blood bead bracelet, followed by the voice of a heavenly eye.

[The treasure of heaven and earth is the income of the soil, and a separate blood cultivation bead is accommodated. Resting soil, super purple natural treasure. 】

An Zheng didn't hear the latter words clearly, because there was some confusion in his mind......