There was only one inn in Wutong Town, and at this time, there were no other guests in this inn except for the disciples of Pin Jian Xuan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The innkeeper saw that many of the disciples of Pin Jianxuan were busy boiling water with their injuries, and handed them towels to treat their wounds, but Cha Xiaoer found a doctor and arranged a few good guest rooms for Lu Hong and others.

Gongsun Jian, Ye Ying and the others traveled all the way, quite tired, and went upstairs to sleep early, and the disciples of Pin Jianxuan were also busy for half the night, recuperating from their injuries, resting and resting, only Wang Hu and a few other disciples accompanied Lu Hong to check the corpses of the two demons.

Lu Hong inspected and told them the exercises practiced by these two demons, and at first everyone felt that they had seen extraordinary knowledge and admired it very much, but when they saw him turn over and over the two broken corpses, they were not only admired, but also had a creepy feeling.

How could this person be so interested in corpses?

Lu Hong felt strange the more he looked at it, these two people were obviously from the Blood Hall and the Corpse Hall under the command of the Xuan Ghost Sect, but the blood handprints and heart-eating skills practiced by these two people were very similar to the martial arts in the "Sword and Poison Secret Codex" and "Demon Heart", but in some places they were plausible.

Lu Hong thought for a while and said, "Everyone, go to bed early, I'll go outside to check."

Wang Hu was surprised and said: "Brother Lu, it's already four watches, it's better to check again tomorrow morning."

Lu Hong shook his head: "These demons haunt at night, and I don't know where to hide when it dawns."

Wang Hu said: "Then I will go with Senior Brother Lin and Senior Brother Chen,

"No need, I'm just checking it, too many people are bad things",

Rejecting their kindness, Lu Hong walked alone outside Wutong Town, and after walking into the forest, he released two paper cranes, and after a while, two figures appeared behind him silently.

"Brother Lu asked me to wait here in the middle of the night, I guess what I found?",

Skylark Road.

The people who walked with him were naturally the dustless masters of Zen Yin.

On the way from Baijian Red Mansion to Wutong Town, the two of them followed Lu Hong not far behind, and the three of them had met secretly many times, but Gongsun Jian and the others didn't know about it.

About Wutong Town, a lot of news about the Blood Hall Lu Hong also got it from the lark.

Lu Hong smiled: "I found a little, it may be that I am suspicious, I want to go to the Blood Hall to find out, are you two willing to go together?"

The lark and Wuchen glanced at each other and said, "Nature goes together",

The Blood Hall, the Corpse Hall, and the Poison Hall were the three sharpest knives of the Ghost King of the Xuan Ghost Sect in the past, and they were also in the cultivation world for a while;

Under the suppression of Pin Jianxuan, Santang hid in Tibet and did not have a fixed foothold, but in the area of Wutong Town, the larks knew the approximate distribution of the remnants of the Blood Hall.

To the north of Wutong Town, through a dense forest, after passing a narrow mountain road, the front suddenly became open, and a ruined village appeared in front of the three of them.

The village looked uninhabited, full of ruined walls, thatched straw, an old well at the entrance to the village, and beyond that were iron prisoner wagons that echoed the dilapidated houses.

When they arrived at the well at the entrance of the village, they smelled an extremely unpleasant smell, which seemed to be mixed with the smell of blood and the stench of rotting corpses, which made people feel sick.

Lu Hong and the three of them looked at each other and nodded, and when they walked to the well, they all frowned, only to see that the old well was in a mess, the original clear and sweet well water was soaked with corpses and stumps and broken arms, mostly for men and babies in the prime of life, the well water had already turned fishy yellow, and blood, dirt and water were mixed together to form a disgusting smell.

Lu Hong and Skylark are both people who are used to seeing blood, but Rao is like this, they also feel very uncomfortable when they see this scene, only on the dustless surface, there are ancient wells and no waves in their hearts, and all life seems meaningless in his eyes.

The lark thought for a while and took out a silver rope from the Qianyuan bag, and after the rope was stretched into the well, it tied itself in a knot and tied the corpse, and so on to scoop up the corpse in the well.

Wuchen glanced at it and went to the front to investigate.

"There is no heart, no brain, and six internal organs are also missing, the corpse is black, there are more signs of poisoning on the body, and there are all kinds of toxins", the lark tore off a piece of cloth to cover his nose and inspected the dozens of corpses that were fished up with Lu Hong.

Wuchen in front glanced back and said, "There are still corpses here",

Lu Hong and the lark took off the oilcloth wrapped in their hands and stepped forward, only to see that the prison cart was also covered with blood and was in a mess; most of them were middle-aged men in the chain car, all of whom had been disemboweled, and their brains were drained, without exception.

"The evil art of practicing with living people", Lu Hongdao.

The lark nodded: "I have been studying the Demon Heart in the past few days, and I have found that there are also a few evil methods in it that take the living to practice, but I have not heard of anyone in the Holy Fire Sect doing this."

Wuchen said with a smile: "In the past, when the Xuangui Sect was not destroyed, although it had a bad reputation, I didn't hear that anyone in the sect practiced with living people, but after the Xuangui Sect was destroyed, these remnants could not be concealed before they were known."

Lu Hong said: "Yes, although we didn't see the battle in which Wei Qinghong died, but the disciples of the six sects who experienced that battle mostly said that when he was dying, he used the Dafa of Heavenly Demon Disintegration to self-destruct his body.

Skylark frowned and said: "So the Xuan Ghost Sect is actually related to the Holy Fire Sect, but the Xuan Ghost Sect is a demon Dao giant six hundred years ago, and the Holy Fire Sect has only risen in the Western Regions in the past few decades, and the Xuan Ghost Sect has already collapsed when Wei Qinghong gained power."

Lu Hong said: "This is also my puzzlement, I have checked the corpses of the two demons in Wutong Town and the injuries of the disciples of Pinjian Xuan, the magic skills practiced by those two people are very similar to the "Sword and Poison Secret Codex", "Demon Heart Jian?", but it is plausible, if it weren't for this clue, how could I invite the two of you to check here in the middle of the night?",

The lark nodded and said, "This place has been deserted for about ten days, not too long, and this evil skill cannot be broken for a day, so they have to go to Wutong Town to steal boys and girls and middle-aged men, they won't go too far",

The palm of his hand turned over and took out the yin and yang hexagram mirror and Sinan, the earthy yellow breath on the hexagram mirror flowed, the lark stared at the mirror for a while and raised his two fingers and said "Immortal guidance", the pointer on Sinan turned impressively, and the pointer stopped after two laps.

"Northwest",

The lark said, put away the hexagram mirror and went northwest.

After leaving the village, the northwest road is full of mountain roads, the road is rugged and difficult to walk, the three of them jumped and walked quickly, less than half a pillar of incense time to travel four or five miles, see that the sky has been exposed to the white of the fish's belly, and the hazy gray in front of the abandoned city connected with the mountain came into view.

The city was built between the mountains, and even half of it was in the middle of the mountains, and the iron gates, though rusty, were not closed.

Lu Hong and the three of them jumped to the door in a flash, and when their eyes met, Lu Hong and the lark were separated, and Wuchen stepped forward to push the door open.

"Click",

"Whoosh",

As soon as Wuchen's five fingers pushed open the door, a bloody shadow flew out of the inside, and the smell of blood came to his nose.