Chapter 412: Flesh and Blood
"City ...... There really is a city ......."
Zhuang Yuling looked at the brightly lit city in the distance distractedly, although Zhuang Ziliu had told them many times and told them many times, but they had always been skeptical about the ghost town in the Misty Valley.
No, half-believing is already high.
Ninety percent of them were skeptical, and the remaining one percent still thought that Zhuang Ziliu had hallucinated back then.
But now, this city appeared in front of them, and each of them felt that their hearts were shaken, and a thought unconsciously arose in their heartsβ
Could it be that there are really ghosts and gods in this world?
Stunned by the ghost town that appeared for a moment, everyone came back to their senses, and all their eyes were focused on Jiang Xian, waiting for his next instructions. Chuang Ziliu said that ghost towns can be very dangerous, but he also said that ghost towns may hide the real secrets here.
At present, I can't find the specific location of the treasure place, and I haven't found the water flow in this valley, and the ghost town that appeared in the middle of the night can be said to be the closest to the information of the ruins of the ancient Dian Kingdom.
To go, or not to go?
Jiang Xian froze, looked at the light of the ghost town in the distance, nodded and said, "Let's go, the targets are all in sight." β
As he spoke, he stepped forward, and a series of clattering sounds appeared one after another under his feet.
Everyone suppressed a trace of uneasiness in their hearts and continued to move forward with his figure.
The blood-colored mist lingered, and even with a gas mask, just looking at the increasingly thick color, everyone seemed to smell the increasingly strong smell of blood in their hearts, and their faces showed some unnatural feelings.
Zhuang Yuliang and the three of them felt that their insects were restless, scurrying around, as if there were dangers in all directions, all crises, and they were constantly approaching.
But they looked left and right, but they didn't find anything threatening and dangerous, and their hearts were a little calm.
"Maybe it's the smell of blood here that makes these little insects restless, right?"
Zhuang Yushan said secretly in his heart, frowning slightly, in this case, these insects they domesticated will be discounted, and they will not be able to exert their full functional effects at all......
Just as he was thinking this, his heart suddenly tightened, and the already restless insect suddenly became even more restless, and the pace of climbing more than doubled in an instant!
"Not good!"
A thrill in his heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of crisis, and the short knife of the Dulong clan was held in his hand for a moment, and a pair of eyes kept looking in all directions. Although they sensed the danger, they did not perceive where the danger came from.
Sou!
The sound of breaking the air was extremely sharp, and a golden streamer streaked across the dark night sky and smashed into Professor Zhao's side half a meter away.
The next moment, there was a soft sound of "pop", and under the light of the fire, a bright red liquid spurted out violently, spilling around like an explosion.
Everyone's hearts sank suddenly, the amount of this liquid was so large, and the speed of the spray was so fast, there was no time to dodge!
However, before the blood-red liquid spilled out, a pitch-black umbrella was directly blocked in front of it, and none of the splashed liquids could pass through the pitch-black barrier, all of which were intercepted outside.
The hearts of everyone who raised it instantly fell, and they all looked at the owner of the black umbrella.
Jiang Xian retracted his umbrella and threw the bright red liquid out, making a slight snorting sound on the ground, obviously with a slight corrosive ability.
Although it may not have any effect on people, the liquid is likely to be toxic, and once it is contaminated or affected, it can be affected in such an environment......
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Professor Zhao had a palpitating look on his face: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd be in danger......"
"Nothing." Jiang Xian shook his head, shook the umbrella, and secretly said that he was lucky in his heart.
has the experience in the shadow cellar before, while repairing Hei Changzhi, he also applied the anti-corrosion paint on the umbrella surface, otherwise I am afraid that just this splash will damage Hei Changzhi, and the road behind will be even more difficult to walk.
"What was that?"
Ling Xiaozi stared intently at the location where the blood was sprayed: "With my eyesight, I don't see anything......"
"I don't see it either." Lin Ruoxue frowned and said, "I didn't hear any sound either." β
Zhuang Yushan also nodded and stretched out his hand: "We didn't notice it either, but these little insects suddenly became very restless, which made us feel that something was wrong." β
"I don't know, I just have a vague sense that something is wrong." Jiang Xian wiped the Linglong dice, his eyes were solemn: "The Linglong dice can easily penetrate the other party, it is easier than ordinary flesh and blood, and there is no resistance." β
"Infrared detection did not show any specific outline......"
"Invisible, qualitative, imperceptible, blood-stained......"
"Infrared detection also did not reveal specific contours......"
Professor Zhao was stunned for a moment, his heart jumped suddenly, and he quickly said, "Mr. Jiang, you said, is it possible that this is the existence of the bloody handprint on Song Feng's back." β
Whew, the breeze blows......
The blood-colored mist rolled, the air around them became colder, and the whining wind surrounded them, as if there were invisible beings hiding around, watching them, waiting for them to reveal their flaws and devour them!
Jiang Xian moved his steps, looked into the thick fog, and nodded slowly.
All of this seems to match the handprint, but again, it is described very much like a legendary ghost.
Although Zhuang Ziliu repeatedly said that there are no ghosts in this world when he told about the Valley of the Mist.
But their experiences in this line of work, what they have seen and heard in this line of work, all show that there are powerful ghosts in the shadows.
Although none of them have died because of this ghost at present, and even Jiang Xian's attack even injured the "ghost", the feeling that there has always been a certain existence and constantly lingering around has brought a bit of pressure to everyone.
Let them have to be distracted and observed, and be careful.
In the face of this invisible threat, even Jiang Xian had no good way to do it, so he could only say slowly: "Everyone take precautions...... They may still be looking for an opportunity. β
"Senior Zhuang, the insects you domesticated are keen, and I hope that you can immediately take shape after discovering that something is wrong."
"Understood." Zhuang Yuliang nodded: "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, we know what to do." β
Seeing that everyone was ready, Jiang Xian stepped forward again and walked into the thicker red mist in front of him. Under the light of the torches, the blood-colored clouds became brighter, and the originally darkened colors became more vivid and ...... Attractive!
Zhuang Yuliang and the three of them moved forward cautiously, no longer sensing the movements of their own insects all the time, and those insects who were originally a little anxious seemed to gradually adapt to the breath here, and the frequency of their actions gradually returned to the level of the outside world.
In such an environment, the aura of these people is becoming more and more obvious and more prominent.
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Swish!
Carl stopped abruptly, turned around instantly, and let out a screech of his blade, and the mist in the air was swept away by the force.
However, nothing.
There was no barrier, no blood, nothing was chopped out.
This is not the first time, if it weren't for the blood splattered before, and if it weren't for Carl's international fame, everyone would even wonder if there was something wrong with his brain. But with the previous foreshadowing, these people are faintly chilling in their hearts at this time.
If...... Carl's first knife really split the air?
At that time, these invisible things will appear out of the shadows and attack them?
Unguarded, the bassoon was eaten and wiped clean, leaving only a white skeleton full of blood, although they thought they were strong, but how much stronger than bassoon? γ
In the face of such a strange thing, can you fight back?
As soon as they thought of this, everyone's slightly relaxed hearts immediately tightened, and they observed their surroundings more and more seriously, and the muscles of their legs adjusted all the time to maintain the best posture for explosive force.
Click!
The sound of the branch breaking came from under the feet, and the few people who were nervous suddenly turned their heads to look over.
Third Uncle Dao smiled awkwardly, and reached out to pick up the branch under his feet......
"Don't move!"
The voices of the old man and Carl sounded at the same time, and the voices of the two were very sharp and majestic, which made the movements of the third uncle of the knife stagnant in mid-air, raised his head and said, "Old man, this is ......"
"Don't touch anything under your feet." The old man with a solemn look in his eyes: "Move your feet and go to the side." β
When Uncle Dao saw the old man's expression, he was also a spirit, and hurriedly dodged away, but as soon as he took two steps, he found that something was wrong-the shoes under his feet seemed to be glued to something.
He quickly raised his foot and looked at the soles of his shoes, his pupils suddenly constricted.
On the soles of the shoes under his feet, there were blood-red marks, and a handful of swollen flesh!
Suddenly seeing the flesh under his feet, he lost his mind, stumbled on one foot, and almost fell backwards. Then a pair of strong arms grabbed his arm: "Don't panic...... Even ghosts have appeared, do you need to be afraid of anything? β
The old man's voice was calm and heavy, and it suddenly calmed down the third uncle.
"Change your shoes." The old man brought a pair of rubber gloves on his hand at some point, held the shoes in his hand, and carefully looked at the layer of "flesh and blood" on it.
The fingers touched lightly, and I saw that the flesh and blood instantly expanded as if it had been stimulated, and directly wrapped the front end of the outstretched finger.
The old man could clearly feel that there was a force dragging the rubber gloves on his fingers, as if they were sucking, as if they were biting.
"Is this, alive?" His brow furrowed, and he turned his head to look at Karl, who was studying the flesh at the broken bones, "Where are you, Mr. Karl?" β
"I should be alive here...... too" Carl squinted, his expression a little solemn, "And it's not the kind of life that reacts nervously after being separated from the body...... It's like a living creature. β
"There is a strong desire to devour and attack, and I suspect that the owner of this skeleton was eaten by it."
After saying this, Carl was suddenly stunned, and he stood up and looked around.
The people next to them also suddenly felt that something was wrong, the bloody gas around here was too thick!