Chapter 212: The Vanishing Village

"Shhhh The short man's face changed suddenly.

Everyone quieted down, only to see some of the mud mixed with white sand under their feet trembling slightly, and there was a faint sound of strange movement coming from the ground...

"Eat the garlic!" The dwarf swallowed his saliva and admonished with a solemn face.

Without any hesitation, Asha Xinya and her two attendants ate the indescribable gray garlic in one gulp.

At this moment, a white bone claw rose from the ground in a piece of land in front of it, and the bone claw gripped deep into the soil, supporting its people to crawl out of the ground.

A short time later, a rotting corpse crawling with white maggots poked out, its empty eyes and chin drooping......

Perhaps because everyone ate the garlic in time, there were not many undead creatures crawling out of the ground in this area, and they wandered around unconsciously, looking for the fleeting breath of the living.

Among them, an undead creature coincidentally walked towards Asha Xinya, and in an instant, her two attendants, Tong Kong, were slightly condensed, and were about to take action to solve it when Asha Xinya raised her hand to stop her.

Sure enough, when the half-corpse, half-bone undead creature got close to a certain distance, it changed the direction of its walking and gradually moved away.

"Let's get out of here, I'm afraid this is the burial ground of some ancient minister, only those ordinary skeletons are okay, we can handle it, but if the ancient minister buried in the tomb was a powerful mage during his lifetime, and turned into a high-level undead after death, we will hang."

The dwarf looked at the seven or eight small stone tombs that were raised around him, and urged in a somewhat anxious tone.

Shuttling among the wandering undead, Asha Xinya seemed to notice something abnormal, and rarely spoke, her voice was ethereal like a clear spring, and there was no trace of emotion in her tone, giving people an ethereal feeling of not eating the fireworks of the world.

"Is this always so dead here?"

Hearing Asha Xinya's inquiry, the short man had a flattered expression, and hurriedly replied: "It wasn't like this before, since the Shaxuan River fell into a riot for some reason, the death aura here is many times stronger than in the past, and it is rumored in the industry that a new undead spirit is coming. If the supreme ruler of the Undead Empire changes hands, there is a real possibility that this is the case today. ”

"Supreme Ruler?" Asha Xinya said softly.

"No one has ever seen it for what it really is, but everyone knows it exists...... Everyone called it the king, and it is said that it was incarnated after the death of the king of the Tang Dynasty. "The short man is playing with his cultural knowledge and wants to express himself in front of Asha Xinya.

"How many years has it been since your Tang Dynasty?" Asha Xinya continued to ask.

"We?" The short man was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, "About a thousand years!" ”

"Thousand-Year Monarch......" Asha Xinya muttered softly.

What supreme ruler, what Tang Dynasty monarch incarnated, what millennium monarch, is not, that is the ruler who created this undead empire is about to recover, and it is the main return of the undead empire that has been sleeping for more than 2,000 years, "reigning in the world".

Qin Shaoqing listened to the conversation between the two on the side, his thoughts gradually drifted, he naturally knew the reason for the rebellion in the Shaxuan River, but unfortunately at that time, due to the Star Whispering Heavenly Tree, he went to the Vermilion Bird Ruins first, and used the power of the template for this, and when he came out of the Vermilion Bird Ruins, the abyss had already fled.

Although Asha Xinya didn't ask questions, the short man was still there: "The older the undead, the more terrible it is, God knows how ...... of thousands of years of death."

As he spoke, the short man realized that his topic did not arouse Asha's interest at all, and his voice gradually became quiet, and the atmosphere of the group fell silent again, except for the occasional low roar echoing around him.

……

Along the way, none of the undead encountered did anything to them, and the effect of Gray Garlic was really good.

"Now that you have such a good way to ward off evil spirits, those undead creatures don't seem to be as terrifying as you imagined?" One of Asha's bearded entourage said.

The short man smiled and patted the strong man on the shoulder:

"Gray garlic is rarer than gold, it can't be cultivated artificially, most of it grows in places where the undead gather, feeding on dead corpses, only the people in the village know how to collect it, and the annual output is limited, if it weren't for the fact that my brother has half the blood of the people in the village, how could I get you this kind of good thing!"

After receiving the compliment, the strong man smiled innocently, and his eyes peeked at Asha Xinya.

"We're in Yangyang Village, and the night is still very long, so let's go to the village for a short rest." The short man said, pointing ahead.

"The village has its own rules, and you must abide by them if you want to enter the village." The strong man reminded.

The crowd readily agreed.

However, when they came to the hillside, they looked down and saw that there were no dilapidated villages, and some were just piles of wood.

"You're kidding us?" There was a hint of anger in the bearded entourage's tone.

"I ...... I don't know how. The short man stammered, his eyes on the strong man.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, and then ignored the few wandering undead around him, and ran down the slope like crazy.

"This is the location of Yangyang Village on the map!" The short man pulled out the map and showed that he was not lying.

"Where's that village??"

"I don't know either, unless ......"

The short man didn't continue, but everyone knew what he was trying to say.

After a moment of silence, the group walked down the slope, and when they got closer, they found that there were obvious traces of burning in this place, charred charcoal was all over the ground, and a layer of black mist was blown by the wind gently.

"There are no bodies, there are traces of burning, and I don't know what happened here." The bearded retinue said to Asha Xinya.

"So what should we do now?" Another attendant asked.

"I have to go to the next village, if the next village is still like this...... Asha Xinya said.

The short man echoed, as for Qin Shaoqing, of course he would not have any opinions, with his current strength, he could be called the top in the frontal battlefield of the catastrophe of the ancient capital in the original book, and walking in a place like this now is no different from taking a walk after dinner.

The short man comforted the strong man a few words, he was still quite sensible, and continued to guide everyone after calming down.

However, the short man then told everyone the bad news, it was two days away from Huacun, and the gray garlic in his hand could not support them to complete the journey.

"It's a waste of time, you just lead the way." The bearded retinue said.

"Don't be reckless." Asha Xinya glanced at the short man and gave a solution, "...... In the second half of the night, don't rush to use the gray garlic, and then eat it when you encounter a group of undead who can't be dealt with. ”

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