Chapter 349: Tracking
As Chen Rulong was talking, rustling footsteps sounded in the jungle in the distance.
The moonlight was bright, and the shadows of the tall trees sprinkled among the shadowy shrubs, and the craggy trees looked like ghosts.
Mu Kecha walked in the mountains and forests with staggering steps on crutches, his face was dyed white by the moonlight, the edges and corners of the incantation were hidden in the shadows, and his eyes were a little greenish and looked a little terrifying.
Chen Rulong, who was hiding on the mountain, said in a low voice: "I really didn't guess wrong, this guy has the power of origin hidden in his body!" It's a pity that now I don't have any origin power in my body, and I can't sense this power, so I can only judge it from my appearance. โ
Luo Luo was a little nervous, "Then is his combat power strong?" โ
"Not strong."
"How do you know?"
"Nonsense, if it's strong, just kill us, you don't need so many intrigues."
Luo Luo felt that he had been humiliated in terms of intelligence, but he couldn't think of any reason to refute it.
Mu Kecha stood on the edge of the cold pool, took out a hunting knife from his pocket, and threw it into the pool.
Luo Luo whispered: "I guess Ming'er, he plans to use this knife to fool you and let you go into the water to fish for this thing to kill zombies." โ
"yes, old stuff is bad enough." Chen Rulong replied in a low voice.
After throwing the hunting knife in, the village chief pulled out a black finger bone from his cuff and bit the tip of his finger to smear it on the bone.
The black finger bones swished into the bottom of the water, and Chen Rulong and Luo Luo stood directly above the waterhole, and could see the situation below the clear water.
The finger bones burrowed into the ground, fusing more than two dozen corpses into one place, turning into a monster nearly five meters tall, covered in sarcomas, blood vessels and muscles glued together.
More than two dozen heads condensed together to form black balls, which were densely packed with eyeballs and mouths, felt extremely disgusting.
Squeak โ
Countless mouths, making strange noises, Luo Luo's scalp was numb, she was originally afraid of ghosts, and she couldn't help but be clever at this moment, and the branch clicked and landed at Mu Kecha's feet.
"Who!?"
Mu Kecha turned around suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and shouted angrily: "Don't hide, come out!" โ
Luo Luo, who was lying on the tree, didn't dare to move, gritted his teeth in a low voice and said, "Let's just fight with them!" โ
"Don't worry, he's pretending."
It seemed that God was helping Chen Rulong, and a weasel swished out of the tree, making a chirping sound.
Hearing the weasel's voice, Mu Kecha breathed a sigh of relief, took out a kettle from the back basket, and poured blood into the ground.
Underwater, the monster opened its mouth and greedily sucked the blood.
The monster that had sucked the blood gradually turned a bloody body, and its limbs changed from stiff to flexible.
"Drink, drink, when you're full, help me kill that damn thing tomorrow!"
Chen Rulong's divine light was cold, if Ming'er really jumped off the cold pool, it was not necessarily the monster's hand.
He reached out, grabbed the weasel from the trunk, and threw it at Mukecha, which was on the edge of the cold pool.
Mu Kecha had just finished pouring blood, and was about to leave on crutches, when he was suddenly hit on the head by a weasel.
"Oops!"
Mu Ke Cha, who was caught off guard, fell into the cold pool with a pop.
The moment he fell, Mu Kecha knew that something was wrong, and he was frightened and wanted to climb to the shore!
The big hand in the waterhole grabbed Mu Kecha's legs and dragged them down!
What he created was a strange corpse that killed people indiscriminately, and he didn't know his master.
Luo Luo on the tree said faintly: "Let's toss it all over, don't we kill Mu Kecha in the end, the clues are still the same, it's better to torture me to extract a confession." โ
Chen Rulong frowned, "I think he should have a way to save himself, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a strong monster." โ
Sure enough, Mu Kecha's fingers pinched the obscure curse, and he turned around and tapped it lightly towards the palm of the giant corpse monster.
Hiss โ
There was a flame under the water, and the corpse monster sank in pain, and Mu Kecha climbed ashore in a panic and spit out a mouthful of water.
"Damn weasels!"
He gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, but there was a ruthless killing intent in his eyes, "Such a strong corpse monster, it's enough to kill that little guy!" โ
"A small security and defense station does not know the Tao, so there is no need to worry."
"She has fine skin and tender meat, and after she is made into a walking corpse, she will definitely be able to sell it for a good price."
Luo Luomei's eyes were cold, "I really want to kill this guy with one sword." โ
"Don't worry, there will be this day."
After Mu Kecha walked a little farther, Chen Rulong jumped down from the tree, closed his eyes and recalled the spell made by Mu Kecha in his mind.
This kind of spell is a bit like Maoshan Taoism, I remember that my grandfather taught it before, but I don't remember it very clearly.
Five minutes later, Chen Rulong slowly opened his eyes, his fingertips quickly mimicking the trajectory just now, and sure enough, a blue flame formed on his fingertips.
He stood on the edge of the cold pool and flicked it at the corpse monster hidden in the depths.
Poofโ
The sound of burning sounded, and the corpse let out a roar, but only a cluster of flames left on its shoulder, which was quickly extinguished.
Luo Luo clapped his hands and said, "You learn so fast!" In this way, Ming'er will be able to pass the ghost monster underwater and in front of Mu Kecha. โ
"No, I'm mistaken, it's not powerful enough."
Chen Rulong patted his head with some annoyance, and secretly blamed himself for not using his skills when he studied with his grandfather, so he tentatively asked Luo Luo: "Did you learn his trick just now?" โ
"How could I possibly learn." Luo Luo shrugged his shoulders, "Mu Kecha's old thing is like a flower shaker, it took more than thirty postures in a few seconds, I'm really afraid that he will throw his hand off." โ
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