Chapter 447: The Past Is Like Smoke

"What's his name?"

The white demon recounts some of the past in its memory, and this plot and plot characters are very familiar to me.

The more I listened, the more I guessed, and finally I rode on the back of the white-skinned old raccoon and couldn't help but ask.

The white demon's voice froze, and I could clearly feel that the snow-white old raccoon dog under me was shaking.

The White Demon slowly stopped, turned his head to look at me sitting on its back, his eyes a little straight.

I didn't understand what it meant, and I waited for it to answer.

The white demon lowered his head directly, as if he was thinking about something, and only after a long time did he speak: "Zou Yan." ”

Just two words, but it made me remember his name, this is a figure from the Warring States period.

It turned out that the white demon was rescued by this person and domesticated by his side, so who was the person who fought with Zou Yan?

The white demon seemed to return to its previous state, and said seemingly casually: "He also has a name." ”

"What are you called?"

I wanted to confirm what I had seen in my dream, so I hurriedly asked, looking a little anxious.

"Zou Yan's Taoist skills are extremely profound, he is good at using puppetry, and he is holding a peachwood sword."

"The spell of controlling fire with one hand can be said to be very powerful, so it is called Yanlong Zhenren.

"What? Yanlong real person? Zou Yan is Yanlong's real person? ”

I couldn't help but exclaim, completely shocked by the white demon's sudden words, and my whole body stiffened.

The white demon walked around in place, glanced at me, and looked at me with a shocked and stunned expression.

I was indeed shocked by this amazing news, the news of the White Demon is truly earth-shattering.

Because I didn't know the fact that Zou Yan was a real person in Yanlong from beginning to end.

I don't know the headquarters of the Yanlong League, do you know this news? Maybe the higher-ups will know.

But then I thought, why did I dream of Zou Yan, a purple-clothed Taoist, and he would appear in my dream?

Could it be that Zou Yan has something to do with the keel? It's hard not to associate this thought with me.

For a moment, it was a little distracted, and all the performances were seen by the white demon, and there seemed to be something more in its eyes.

"It's like!"

Just as I was a little distracted, the white demon muttered in a low voice, and it suddenly spoke, bringing me back to my senses immediately.

But its voice was too small to hear its words clearly, and immediately asked, "White Demon, what did you say?" ”

Seeing that the white demon shook his head, he seemed to think of other things and said, "It's nothing, just think of something." ”

"Xiangliu shouldn't chase after it, if the zombie king dares to come, I will dismantle it."

The words of the white demon have always made me feel a strong self-confidence, and I don't have to be afraid of the zombie king at all.

"White goblin, can I ask you a question?"

I saw that the white demon was also a little distracted, and when I saw it, I had something in my heart, so I thought about it and asked.

"You can ask me, but I'll be selective about it."

Even, I was ready for the White Demon to reject me, but the White Demon actually agreed.

It didn't even ask me what the question was, and what if the asked question was difficult to answer?

After thinking about it in my head for a while, I spoke, "Who are you talking about as a super master?" There he is? ”

"Who can't tell you, but he's gone."

I frowned, the way the white goblin answered me didn't satisfy me.

The White Demon preemptively interrupted me again and said, "Okay, the problem is over. ”

Damn, I scolded in my heart: an old monster is an old monster, thoughtful, and there is no useful information at all.

I stood in the tomb with the White Demon, looked around, and found that the White Demon had taken me to the place where Zhang Fengji died.

But I seem to think of something, after Zhang Fengji's death, his body was disposed of by us.

But how is it that there is no trace left? Did someone deliberately clean it afterwards?

Maybe it was handled by a few members of the archaeological team, and I rolled over and got off the white goblin's back.

Take a few steps forward, crouch down and touch a clean stone brick, thoughtfully.

The white demon saw that I had been staring at one place, and asked with a little confusion, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Someone has been here and destroyed some of the traces we have left behind."

Then the white demon spoke again: "I will dispose of a group of people, about four or five. ”

I didn't expect the white demon to kill a few people, I don't know who he killed?

"It's a couple of people in uniform uniforms, and they should be well-trained special personnel."

"Are they all wearing camouflage uniforms? How many are there? ”

I asked, confused, and although I had some guesses in my mind, I still wanted to get an accurate answer.

The white demon roared and said, "Yes, there are four people wearing colorful clothes." ”

I thought to myself: the white demon killed four people, but what about the rest? Are you still killed?

Or will the rest of the people be able to escape from the White Demon? It's kind of incredible.

"White Goblin, when did you kill them?"

I asked what I thought, and the white demon thought for a moment and said, "It should be seven hours." ”

I understood in an instant that the person killed by the White Demon was the person Liu Che brought to belong to Guoan.

It should be the few national security personnel who disappeared unknowingly after our collective brigade entered the Warring States Ancient Tomb.

At that time, I clearly remember that all these people in the team disappeared inexplicably.

was killed by the white demon, and I even suspected that it was Jin Pengfei and others who did it.

It seems that the white demon killed people, and was used by the glasses man and Jin Pengfei to make trouble for me.

I don't know if it's a spell that drives the dead body to stand up and act, but I can do it too.

I also forgot to look at the back of the body's head, and if I didn't guess wrong, I would have found it.

The easiest way is to puncture the acupuncture point with a golden needle to stimulate the soul that has not yet drifted away from the corpse's body.

Completely seal the three corpse gods and form the simplest walking corpse, oops, how did I think of it.

secretly scolded himself for being stupid, why didn't he think about it at the time, but it took a few hours to understand.

If I had discovered it at the time, I would have taken countermeasures to completely break the method.

In my family sealing spell, controlling paper people and corpses is a means, and my mind is almost completely limited.

Since the other party can use some small spells to drive the walking corpse, I have zombies like Plum Blossom and Hu Dazhuang.

Cut off my own infinitely expanding abilities directly, and forget that I would also be a means of driving the walking corpse.

In this way, it was as if I was opening a door to a new world, and I seemed to understand a problem in an instant.

I sealed the ancestors of the family and entered the ancient tombs of the nobles in the palace to steal treasures, and their means must have been to drive the corpses in the tombs.

It's not like me, who has a high-level zombie like the Five Elements of the Earth Evil and loses the simplest function of stealing treasures.

Now in this Warring States Ancient Tomb, there is at least one person who can drive the dead corpse besides me.

So, who is this person who will drive corpses? Is it the Sven glasses man who has fought twice?

Or is it one of the Lost Archaeologists? It seems to be getting closer and closer to the truth.

In other words, the person who will drive the corpse, he should still be in this ancient tomb.

I suddenly thought again that the White Demon had just taken me out of the battle between Xiangliu and King Chuzhuang.

The man who hid in the shadows, played with a special instrument in his hand, was covered in gray, and used necrophylaxis.