Where did the human head, the black soil, these things come from?

I was thinking that there was a new change at the bottom of the pit.

The two intersecting insects gradually merge into one, or rather, one swallows the other.

After swallowing their kind, the bodies of these bugs skyrocketed.

"Will it continue to be devoured?" I muttered.

Normally, the process of refining Gu is the process of all kinds of poisonous insects devouring each other, and the one who survives to the end can be called Gu.

But after eating a fellow, these white insects at the bottom of the pit did not continue to devour, but at the same time went downwards and drilled deep into the soil.

In less than a minute, these little worms, all disappeared from our sight, burrowing into the mud.

"Do it!"

At the moment when these little worms disappeared, Mr. Mover said in a deep voice.

In response to the sound, the king of Tongxian stele jumped up, jumped to the middle of the pit, and the ghost head knife was plunged straight down, and even the handle of the knife was partially submerged in the soil.

After a knife went down, the king of Tongxian stele quickly drew his knife.

The moment the knife was drawn, a viscous black-red liquid flowed out.

"Someone's down there?"

My heart tightened, but I saw that the King of Tongxian Tablet quickly retreated to the corner after drawing his sword, standing on the heads of the two people in front of me.

As before, the knife caused another chain reaction, and the entire bottom of the pit, the dirt under each human head, began to bleed outward.

In less than a minute, the entire bottom of the pit was covered with a layer of black-red liquid.

This situation is obviously not normal.

At this moment, there seemed to be a suction force from the bottom of the pit, and these black-red liquids sank at the same time, and almost instantly, they sank into the black soil.

Situ Qing jumped down at this moment and fell on the head of a person in the middle of the pit.

After falling, Situ Qing cut his fingers for the first time, squeezed out the blood, three drops of blood, and fell one after another.

The moment the blood hit the ground, it did not shatter and melt into the soil, but in the form of a droplet-shaped structure, falling straight down, like a drill bit, directly into the soil.

The moment the blood burrowed into the ground, the originally smooth soil under Situ Qing's feet suddenly arched up, and a corpse arched out like this.

The body was intact, but there was a cross-like wound in the heart.

The strange thing is that the eyebrows of the corpse are inlaid with three drops of blood like rubies.

Just a few seconds ago, Situ Qing had just squeezed out three drops of blood.

The most important thing is that the place where the blood dripped and the place where the corpse's eyebrows were located completely coincided.

"A layer of human heads and a layer of corpses, yin and yang blood mixed with death and resentment!"

When Mr. Mover saw the situation of the corpse, he suddenly recited a verse as if he had a big understanding, "Situ, this is a place to wash grievances, not a place to bury Gu!" ”

"Grievances?"

"Grievances?"

Liu Ling and I spoke almost at the same time.

This is another word I haven't heard, grandpa's notes, the description of the inside of the Xuanmen is already very detailed, but for the pool of grievances, there is no mention of it.

Since entering the belly of the mountain, it has been a surprise after a surprise.

The burial place, the corpse refining pool, the place of washing grievances, plus the paper lady who called herself a god before and Fang Zheng, who is good at peeling, plus the various Gu of Hei Miao, in just one day, my knowledge has increased more than in the past twenty years.

This is not counting the Gu worm that Situ Qing fed me before, I don't know anything else, at least in the face of Qi Gu, I didn't notice anything abnormal.