Chapter 181: Golden Tooth Village (3)
It was getting darker and darker, and the smell of corpses in the air was getting louder. "Co*music*words*love*first*hair(http://www.klxsw.com
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Liu Lang tasted the tea casually, watched the steaming rice porridge brought by the old woman, and nodded slightly to the old woman: "Auntie, it's really troublesome for you." β
The old woman opened her toothless mouth again and smiled at Liu Lang, "Ah...... At night? It's cold at night, so I'll go to another house for you to borrow a quilt. β
The old woman began to play dumb riddles again.
Liu Lang looked at her with a smile, not annoyed, just nodded and said, "Okay, auntie, you can go." β
The old woman laughed, walked out of the door on crutches, and when she walked to the door, she muttered, "It's cold, the door must be closed......," and closed the two wooden doors.
Seeing that the old woman was gone, Liu Lang put down the bowl he was up, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was a little solemn.
Li Shenglong suspected that there was something wrong with the tea just now, but seeing that Liu Lang did not have any abnormalities after drinking it, he also took a sip, and sure enough, the aroma was overflowing, and there was no problem.
But at this time, Li Shenglong had just taken a sip of porridge, and suddenly a strong fishy smell entered his stomach, and he quickly picked his throat and spit out the porridge, and washed it with tea several times in succession, which eased up a little.
"Sect, sect leader, what's the strange smell of this, this porridge?"
Liu Lang thought for a while, pointed to the door panel, and said to Li Shenglong: "You go and see if the two door locks are unlocked." β
Li Shenglong was stunned, quickly stood up, walked to the door and tried it.
The door didn't move.
Li Shenglong pulled two more handfuls, still extremely heavy.
"Huh? What's going on? β
Li Shenglong was startled, pulled back hard, and finally pulled it, but heard a creaking sound, and it was obvious that there were several locks outside.
So it goes. It's not an ordinary wooden door at all, but it looks like it's stuck in something.
"Master, there's something wrong with the door, the door."
"Hmph. It's not just the door that's wrong, I'm afraid there's something wrong with this room. β
Liu Lang stood up. After walking around the room, he stopped in front of a portrait against the wall, put his hands behind his back, and looked up.
The painting shows a little girl of seven or eight years old. The little girl was wearing a light blue jacket with two pigtails, her back was facing Liu Lang, she couldn't see her appearance clearly, and she didn't know what she was doing with her hands in front of her.
There is a portrait on every wall throughout the room. The rest of the sheets had been covered with a thick layer of gray black, but this one was unusually clean.
Li Shenglong walked behind Liu Lang and asked in a deep voice, "Sect Master, what should I do if the door and door can't be opened?" β
"Hehe, what else can I do? Watch and see what happens. β
"So, what's the matter with that old woman?"
"Not sure, but certainly not good."
After glancing at the portrait on the wall twice, Liu Lang walked to the table, sat on the stool again, and looked around: "There is something wrong with this house, it may not be as simple as we see on the surface." β
The already thin corpse qi is getting heavier and heavier. You can smell it clearly with a little sniffing.
Li Shenglong's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly walked to the door, just wanting to pull the door again. But before the hand could be stretched out, it immediately retracted again.
The wooden door, which was originally black, turned blood-red, and blood was oozing down a little bit.
Li Shenglong was shocked and screamed: "Sect, sect leader, this, this ......"
Liu Lang squinted, stood up with a swish, and said coldly: "Hmph, sure enough!" β
Turning his head to look around, the originally black walls were all blood-red. Drops of blood flowed down, and the heavy smell of blood spread.
Make an effort to close your eyes. In his mind, he thought about some records of corpse refining in the Chaos Technique.
The reason why Chaoshuang is called the holy text of the Dark Witch Cult is precisely because it encompasses all the witchcraft in the Dark Witch Cult. There are even methods dedicated to restraining all kinds of witchcraft.
Because of this, as long as you get the chaos magic technique, you can easily control the dark witch sect.
There are also records of alchemy in the chaos of the gods, but it is not exhaustive, which is enough to prove that this Netherworld Hall is almost the existence of the Dark Witch Sect.
However, there is a name in it: Corpse Ding.
The corpse ding, naturally, is a place where corpses are refined, and it looks like an ordinary room during the day, but as night falls, the surrounding area will become bloodstained, as if it is placed in a furnace full of blood.
Once closed, the furnace can only be opened from the outside, not from the inside at all.
Liu Lang watched the entire room not only begin to bleed on the walls, but also blood seeped from the ground, and became more and more sure that this was the corpse of the record of the Chaos Divine Technique.
Soldiers are coming, water is coming!
The night was getting darker, and there was a whining sound outside.
Li Shenglong looked out through the crack in the door, Rao was well-informed, but he was also frightened, and shouted loudly: "Sect, sect leader, that old woman is back again." β
Liu Lang rushed to the door in two steps and looked out from the gap.
I saw that the strong men outside were standing outside the door with demented eyes, and the old woman was standing in front of the strong men, with a cane in one hand and a strange black whip in the other.
The whip is like the whip of a donkey, and it is as high as a man.
A sneer appeared on the old woman's dry face, "Jiji, the materials sent to the door, of course, must be refined." β
Syllable!
The old woman flicked the whip, and a crisp sound exploded.
A strong man whined and slammed into the door.
At the same time as the strong man rushed to the door, the wooden door opened, and the strong man immediately got into the house.
"Damn, no wonder these people look so weird, it turns out that they are all refined corpses."
In this situation, who can't see that it is really a fool.
As soon as Li Shenglong saw the big man rushing in, he hurriedly stepped forward and slammed his fist into the strong man's face.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the big man staggered back, shook his head vigorously, seemed to be extremely annoyed, and opened his hand to pounce on Li Shenglong again.
The old woman outside seemed to be extremely confident in the corpse she had refined.
There are more than ten corpses standing behind the old woman, each of them is five big and three thick, even if it is a normal person, I am afraid that it will have the upper hand in the fight, not to mention the corpse that has been refined?
Li Shenglong saw that the strong man pounced again, and hurriedly took two steps back, raised a kick and kicked the strong man in the abdomen.
This time, the strong man didn't dodge, just hesitated slightly, and suddenly stretched out two hands, grabbed Li Shenglong's arm, then opened his mouth, screamed, and directly stuffed Li Shenglong's leg into his mouth.
Li Shenglong didn't expect the strong man to be so powerful, and immediately retreated, but his strength couldn't match the strong man.
"Ah......h
A scream.
The strong man bit Li Shenglong's ankle and tore off a large piece of skin.
Li Shenglong's painful cold sweat broke out, but the strange thing was that there was not a drop of blood flowing from his feet.
Liu Lang looked at it coldly, but he didn't mean to make a move, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was amazed in his heart: It's really interesting, the fight between the refining corpse and the clay figure is interesting.
However, although Li Shenglong is a mud body, he has a lot of perception at all, but there are no blood vessels on his body, and it is natural for him to bleed without bleeding. (To be continued.) )