Chapter 55: The Ancient Temple of the Wilderness
"With such a heavy smell of blood, it must have been dead, how could it be so clean?"
The white-haired young man looked around with interest: "Is the corpse destroyed?"
As soon as he flipped his hand, a palm-sized gossip disc appeared in his hand, faintly exuding some kind of mysterious power that could not be perceived.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"
The young man muttered softly, and gently scratched the belly of his thumb with the nail of his thumb, and instantly cut out a not-so-deep and shallow opening, oozing out a trace of blood.
A drop of blood was gently dripped on the gossip plate, and a series of pictures like fragments flashed wildly on the gossip plate.
The young man smiled slightly: "I see. ”
"However, you have done so much sins, sooner or later you will have to pay back, and I don't know how you will respond when the time comes. ”
The young man was like a psychopath, smiling and frowning and talking to himself.
Seeing that the large army had lost its trace, the young man reacted and hurriedly chased after him.
"Why was the Shenjimen born?"
The middle-aged man frowned, looked at the direction in which the young man left, and felt a little uneasy in his heart: "Could it be that the world of great controversy is really coming?"
Anyone else's business is put aside for now.
And Jian Wuchen's side, at the moment, he is rushing frantically day and night, and he doesn't know how far he has run.
"Damn, I don't know if it's safe to run so far. ”
Jian Wuchen didn't feel safe at all at the moment, so he simply decided to run first.
Anyway, if you have money, you don't panic anywhere.
"Drop!"
"Hidden Mission: Escape (Completed)!"
"Reward: Mercy Flower Treasure (Demon Modification) (Pseudo-Ground Level)!"
"What the hell is a pseudo-prefecture?"
It was the first time that Jian Wuchen had seen the system give this kind of evaluation.
As far as the system is indispensable, how can it be hypocritical that it doesn't care about anything?
"The Treasure of Mercy is not so much a practice as it is a miscellaneous study. ”
The dog looked helpless: "There are too many things involved, so I don't judge it." ”
"How miscellaneous?" Jian Wuchen suddenly became interested.
"The Treasure of Pian Hua is the work of a generation of strange heroes, Wang Lihua devoted his whole life. It not only contains his martial arts and mental methods, but also records his poisoning techniques, disguise techniques, Miao people's Gu releases, and the heart control techniques from Persia, etc., which are extremely extensive. ”
"As a mortal, he has learned everything, and he is good at everything, which is an outlier. ”
The dog system is also extremely lamented.
Jian Wuchen couldn't help but think that if this big guy was not born in the martial arts world, but in the world of cultivating immortals, he might have achieved more than that.
While sighing, he frantically flipped through the treasure book of pity flowers in his mind.
Speaking of which, it is enough to integrate such a complex and unrelated thing into such a book.
Anyway, Jian Wuchen was convinced, and after only reading the first few articles, he already had a headache.
"Hurry up, just push me to the highest level. ”
Jian Wuchen still decided to come to the simplest and rude way.
"Okay, the service is delivered!"
The dog grinned widely, and happily gave Jian Wuchen something to do.
For a while, all kinds of perceptions and knowledge frantically destroyed the nerves of this sword dustless.
It was estimated that it would take a while to digest it all, and Jian Wuchen directly found the content of the disguise first.
After a while, a burst of bone crunching sounds began to come from Jian Wuchen's body.
The person who was originally quite strong, suddenly became tall and thin, but his face was a little pale.
The whole person's mental outlook was completely new, and even the aura emanating from the whole body was completely different from before.
The longest is short white hair to the chin, and the eyes are as sharp as knives.
It's still a handsome face!
Jian Wuchen was completely modified according to the impression that Wei Zhuang looked like when he was young.
From now on, I will be called Weizhuang!
Witty as me, hehe!
Jian Wuchen couldn't help but feel proud.
The vast forests are always a bit irritating, and the sparse sunlight makes the environment extremely dark, which is always unpleasant.
The strangest thing is that Jian Wuchen has been walking through this forest for a long time, and he hasn't seen a single beast, let alone a demon beast.
"It's strange, how come there are no animals?" Jian Wuchen couldn't help but scratch his head: "Besides, it's a little too quiet here." ”
Since his disguise, he has begun to consciously reduce his speed, but he is still aimless.
He didn't know where it was, so he could just wander around and see if he could go out and find a place where there were people and ask for directions.
It's just that just now, he finally realized that this quiet forest may not be as "quiet" as he imagined.
Suddenly, a crisp tapping sound came from the dark jungle.
Like the sound of wood crashing, and like ...... Someone knocking on the wooden fish?
Jian Wuchen flipped his hand and took out the shark teeth, determined the direction of the source of the sound, and quietly touched it.
I don't know what the situation is, so it's better to be tighter.
Jian Wuchen slowly advanced, and after a while, a ruined temple appeared in front of Jian Wuchen.
The temple is not large, that is, the area of three or five large houses.
At the door, there are two large stone statues on the left and right, about two feet high.
It's a pity that half of the head of the stone statue on the left has been cut off, and even half of the body is left.
The other was even worse, it looked like it had been shattered for years, and only a head was left lying quietly not far away.
Although their stone statues are in tatters, they all have one thing in common.
That is, their eyes have been staring at Jian Wuchen.
Jian Wuchen was furious, and he hurriedly retreated several steps, but the stone statue head was unrelenting, still staring at him.
"Look at what, and then look at me to cut you believe it or not!"
Jian Wuchen was a little lacking in confidence and said a cruel word.
However, people still stared at him by themselves, so that Jian Wuchen didn't dare to leave.
"It's just a human mentality!"
The sword is dustless, and there is no cry or tears.
I think I'm a murderer now, right? After all, so many people died at their own hands.
But I just can't control the fear of ghosts......
When I was a child, I went to live at my aunt's house, and I was dragged by my aunt to watch ghost movies in the middle of the night, and I wet the bed the next morning.
After that, I couldn't watch horror movies anymore, and after watching it for three or five minutes, I didn't have any horror pictures, and I was in a cold sweat.
It's already become a disease in my heart.
However, I'm here, and it's not my character to run away.