Chapter 11

The wooden staff of the clan, which represents divine power, is made of a hard-to-find ironwood in the wilderness, which is as hard as iron and has a black-brown color. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After killing thirty-four people with it, there was not the slightest damage, but a lot of blood was stained on it, and the original black brown color now looked a little purple.

After killing the last Yang Liu, Kumen's expression remained unchanged, but the Gujing Wubo in his eyes now seemed to have a little more of something, and it was difficult to find any clues from it.

"Clean up these corpses. ”

Kumen turned his head and looked at the poplar tree who had been standing aside from beginning to end, his face was pale and trembling, and he said.

"It's... Be. ”

Yang Shu complained bitterly in his heart, he still can't believe what is happening in front of him, that is thirty-four human lives, even if human lives are cheaper than dogs, but these thirty-four people can represent the next generation of the entire clan!

Kill them all like that?

Where is this still a man, this is completely a demon!

He finally found out that he had made a very unwise decision, to do things for the sake of a few bowls of meat, and to do nothing else, I am afraid that the entire clan will regard him as an enemy!

Thinking like this in his heart, Yang Shu's body also hurriedly walked towards these corpses as he said, and at the same time he was thinking about how to dispose of these corpses safely.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking wind sounds!

As soon as he walked in, the poplar who was looking down and pondering, didn't see the bitter door as if he suddenly thought for a moment, and then raised the wooden staff and shot out in shock!

Poplar quickly raised his head, the pupils in his eyes shrunk, and the last thing he could see in his field of vision was a picture of a blood-stained wooden staff rapidly approaching.

"Bang!"

The poplar's head exploded, blood poured out, and the headless body fell to the ground.

Poplar would never have thought that Kumen would kill him until he died.

"Sure enough, it's better to kill them all. ”

Withdrawing the wooden staff, Kumen's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly.

A full thirty-four teenagers, even if Kumen is now a priest, once it is exposed, it will definitely be a terrible thing, and it may even be directly killed.

And since Poplar called these people.

Then as long as it is not a bitter admit, everything will be counted on the poplar.

It has nothing to do with him.

"But these corpses are really a problem. ”

Looking at the thirty-five corpses on the ground, Kumen thought with some distress.

The side effects of the small sacrifice technique still exist, and it will take at least fifteen days to fully recover and use it again, and if it is half a month later, the corpse stench emitted by these corpses will not be able to cover it at all.

Nowadays, it seems that the best way is to bury it.

Kumen thought about it and decided this way.

Just do it.

This house built specifically for priests is indeed large enough, in the great wilderness, in fact, the most worthless are these land houses, most of which do not need any luxury, as long as they can be sheltered.

It's just that this priest's house is stronger and more spacious than the others.

In addition to the inner room, there were seven or eight other rooms, and the bitter door led directly to one of them, which was the largest room except for the hall.

This was originally a storage room used by priests, but Kumen is still alone, no parents, no concubines, no friends, no concubines, and even the women in the clan who were originally specially equipped to clean up the house have all been rejected by him.

So he was the only one in this room.

This storeroom is the grave that Agony chose for the thirty-five.

Fortunately, there is a layer of tiled stones on the ground, and Kumen took a closer look and found that these stones were spliced together after special polishing, and there were certain gaps between the two pairs.

Without hesitation, Kumen now has the strength of 1,500 catties, and with three strokes and two strokes, he lifted all these stones, and after moving them away, under the house, there is no other ground outside.

Because there were no digging tools around him, he simply used the stones he moved as tools and kept digging underneath.

With a huge force of 1,500 catties, even if the bitter door is relatively weak now, it didn't take half an hour, and a large pit dozens of meters deep appeared in the entire storage room.

In fact, if there is another way, Kumen definitely doesn't want to act like this, after all, it is buried here, if it is really carefully investigated, I am afraid that there may still be some mistakes.

Bitter doors like to do things foolproof, but now there is really no way, so I have to make this decision.

After swimming less than half a column of incense, he threw all the corpses in the hall into the pit, and when he did it, Kumen regretted it a little.

Because the body is relatively weak, in order to save physical strength, every blow of the Kumen is to smash the head with a wooden cane, and the corpses in the hall have only been cleaned up, and a lot of broken meat and blood stains have not been cleaned up.

It took nearly an hour of hard work to completely pack up these things, and the entire hall and storage room were exactly the same as before.

Wherever there may be the slightest trace, the bitter door is smoothed out one by one.

......

By this time, it was already afternoon, and the orange sunset was already showing outside.

Kumen pretended to be indifferent, took the wooden staff that had already been cleaned, and slowly paced out.

As the sun sets, a little smoke gradually rises from the territory.

It's time of the day that everyone in the Great Wilderness is looking forward to the most - eating.

Facing the sunset, Kumen slowly wandered among the clans, and asked when he met people, "Have you seen the poplar tree?"

"Back to the priest, no. ”

"Back to the priest, I haven't seen it. ”

Kumen is like this, he asked dozens of people, and the answers he got were all unprecedented, the expression on his face remained the same, and he actually had a certain number in his heart, for him, his goal had been achieved.

"Lord Priest, Lord Priest!"

At this moment, behind Kumen, there was a shout.

Kumen's heart moved, and he said secretly: "It's finally here." But his expression did not change in the slightest, and he turned his head with a hint of doubt on his face, and looked at the clan elder Yang Zheng who was running towards this side.

This person is also Yang Ling's father, and his strength is enough to rank in the top ten in the clan.

Wait for Yang Zheng to be in front of him.

Kumen asked, "What's the matter with the clan elder?"

After Yang Zheng saw the salute, he asked anxiously: "Lord Priest, at noon today, Yang Shu went to call my son Yang Ling away, saying that you had something to do with him, but it was night, and my son has not come back yet." ”

"What?!"

Kumen's eyes widened, and his voice was a little louder: "I'm still looking for Yang Shu, but at this time, I haven't seen anyone yet, and this priest hasn't eaten yet!"

"So, you didn't summon my son at all?" Yang asked, his face changed.

Kumen's face was straight: "There is no such thing!"