Faced with Chen Xuanzong's aggressive question, the captain looked panicked and hurriedly replied: "This is ...... Why did this monk look at me like that, I ...... Of course I'm going to take you to Ghost Alley. ”

Gu Changan squinted his eyes slightly, precipitating distracting thoughts, and the book "Kyushu Scenery Chronicles" in Langhuan's Book Pavilion immediately opened in front of him, and came to the relevant records:

The corpse claw, a highly poisonous insect with low intelligence, likes to eat the flesh and blood of the dead, internal organs, and especially the brain and marrow. They often appear in groups in places where there are many dead people, such as battlefields that have not yet had time to be cleaned and have a heavy yin atmosphere......

This "low-level intelligence" is intriguing.

According to the records on the "Kyushu Chronicle", there was a person who had just died, who was drilled into the mouth by the corpse claw, and drilled into the brain, while sucking the brain marrow of the deceased, while re-controlling the brain of the deceased, and even made the deceased reawaken, as if the soul was reborn, and continued to live for three or five days......

The only abnormality is that the body of the "resurrected" deceased is numb, his movements are stiff, and his expression is a little dull, but he still remembers many things before his death, and he can also say a few words to people......

After reading this record, it was only a short two breaths, but it had already made Gu Changan feel terrified.

The huge black shadow under the small boat right now was the corpse claws swimming in groups in the water.

A rough estimate is that there are thousands of them!

That's definitely a scary number!

Seeing the timid look on the captain's face, Chen Xuanzong then asked, "Then why are there so many corpses here?" ”

Perhaps sensing the unstoppable sword aura on the former's body, the captain had a frightened look on his face, but his eyes still shot a calm light: "This...... That's a long story......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of corpses under the water of the boat had already shuttled by, and disappeared silently into the distant waters.

Chen Xuanzong saw that this man didn't seem to be lying, so he also threw the corpse claw in his hand into the distance.

Seeing that Lao Chen had already sung a black face, Gu Changan naturally sang with a white face, and his face was covered with a smile as warm as a spring breeze: "Say it, tell the truth, I dare to guarantee that I, the sword slave who opened the thirty-mile heavenly river with one sword, will definitely not embarrass you." ”

Only then did the captain settle down a little, and began to rock the oars again, and said eloquently as he swayed: "This statement has to start from three hundred years ago-

"More than 300 years ago, it was not my Daheng Dynasty that ruled Kyushu Wanfang, but the Shenyin Dynasty, and its national glory had lasted for more than 3,000 years at that time.

However, in the later years of its reign, its rulers caused anger and resentment everywhere, and finally triggered a catastrophe in troubled times.

"At that time, the Taizu of my Daheng rose in the end of the micro, and the heroes of the world gathered and responded, and even the demon clan also had many defectors to the command of the Taizu of my dynasty, and together they began to attack the Shenyin Dynasty for the heavens.

"At that time, the capital of the Shenyin Dynasty was called Bai Yujing, and it was the center of luck in Kyushu. Only by breaking through this city, occupying this city, and ruling this city, can you sit on the luck of Kyushu and pass through the world.

"Later, in order to capture this city, my Chao Taizu sent an army of people and demons to fight a bloody battle with the army of Shenyin under Bai Yujing.

"This 'Battle of Bai Yujing' was fought extremely fiercely, all kinds of magic weapons flying swords fell from the sky like a downpour, all kinds of meteorites, thunder methods, and water attack spells came and went, and the armies of both sides also set up a terrifying ancient fierce formation, and the battlefield was murderous and shocking for nine days!

"After seven years of arduous and bloody battles, our Emperor Taizu finally took this Baiyujing and renamed it Tiandu City from then on.

"And one part of this Youquan Sea is a local battlefield of the 'Battle of Baiyujing' that year, this battlefield has been quietly soaked in the Youquan Sea after three hundred years without anyone cleaning......

As part of the founding history of the Daheng Dynasty, the "Battle of Baiyujing" is not a too obscure secret, and Gu Changan has learned about it since he was a child.

At this time, I didn't feel so surprised to hear this captain come one by one.

What really surprised him was that there was an ancient battlefield in this sea of secluded springs that had not been cleaned three hundred years ago......

Chen Xuanzong frowned and asked, "Then do we have to go through this ancient battlefield later?" ”

As if he was accustomed to it, he smiled wryly: "The route to Ghost Alley is indeed ...... It is indeed necessary to pass through such an ancient battlefield.

"This kind of uncleaned ancient battlefield is often full of resentment, and when our boat sails past the ancient battlefield, it is best not to look outside the ship for too long...... If you're really curious, it's enough to look at it three or four times, and don't stare at the same place for too long. As long as you don't stare at it for too long, you'll usually be fine. ”

Chen Xuanzong also whispered in Gu Chang'an's ear: "Young master, wait a minute, be more careful." Even if some high-ranking practitioners die in a great war, their bodies will remain immortal for hundreds of years. ”

You mixed doubles, do you want to be so scary? Gu Changan's heartbeat suddenly sped up a few beats.

The captain shook the oars for only a dozen times, and solemnly reminded: "I have arrived at the periphery of the ancient battlefield——"

To be honest, I was fortunate to come to an ancient battlefield in the "Battle of Baiyujing" three hundred years ago, and Gu Changan was not curious at all if it was fake.

What this captain said was that if he was really curious, it would be enough to look at it three or four times, not absolutely nothing......

With both a strong curiosity and an uneasy mood, Gu Changan slowly moved his gaze from the boat to the outside of the ship......

Under the light of the wind lamp on the bow of the ship, the dead bodies sunk to the bottom of the water were clearly visible, almost all of them were wearing armor, some had rotted into white bones, and some were half-rotten. Some of the corpses have not decayed for three hundred years, and their bodies have shown a miserable white color, and the outlines of their facial features are clearly visible, but they have closed their eyes peacefully.

Gu Changan naturally knew that the decay or non-decay of the corpses of these soldiers was actually related to the martial arts realm before their deaths. The higher the realm, the more difficult it is for the corpse to decay.

There are also a lot of swords, guns, swords and halberds sinking under the water, most of which have been rusted and half-covered by the sludge at the bottom of the water.

Of course, there are also some Qimen weapons that are completely rusty, not only are they not rusty, but they emit a shimmer of various colors under the water, which looks like high-end weapons such as magic weapons, flying swords, or natal Xuan soldiers of high-grade martial artists.

But common sense told Gu Changan that these high-level weapons had stayed in the resentful ancient battlefield for so long, and they were basically seriously polluted, and if they dared to pick up any of them, they would be killed......

The ferryboat continued to row forward, quietly shuttling above the water-soaked ancient battlefield.

More details of the battlefield came into Gu Changan's field of vision one by one.

The corpses of many demon soldiers have appeared under the water one after another, among which the tiger clan, the bear clan, and the wolf clan are the best to identify......

Further back, Gu Changan also saw a lot of war demon beasts, and one of them, the corpse of a half-rotted giant eagle immediately attracted his attention......

Gu Changan thought secretly: "Giant Divine Eagle! Isn't this a mount unique to the beast barbarians? Could it be that in the battle of Bai Yujing three hundred years ago, the beast barbarian army also participated in the battle? ”

Although Gu Changan has read the official history and wild history, there is no mention of the deeds of the beast barbarian army participating in the war that year.

But according to his guess, if the beast barbarians really sent a small force of wind wing cavalry to the battle, it should have appeared as an ally of the Shenyin army......

With the sound of the oars of the captain, the boat continued to sail quietly above the ancient battlefield.

In front of him lay a dead corpse in a cyan robe, and in his right hand he held a pure black sword more than three feet long. The body was not decomposed, and it also showed a bloodless white. The deceased had a long, thin horse face, flanked by high cheekbones, closed eyes, and looked serene......

This couldn't help but arouse Gu Changan's reverie...... What kind of faction will this sword-wielding Taoist priest be?

Taoism has three major schools of sword cultivation, Dan Dao, and Fu Array, and the Spring and Autumn Gate, which majored in the Purple Qi Dan Dao, because it had the skill of following the dragon three hundred years ago, was enshrined as the orthodoxy of the Xuanmen in the state religion by the Taizu of this dynasty, not only sharing a country's luck with the royal family, but also enjoying three hundred years of secular incense, and its honor can be described as shaking the ancient and the present.

So could this sword-wielding Taoist priest be an ancestor of the Spring and Autumn Sect?

This thought was fleeting, but when Gu Changan was about to look away, he found that he couldn't take his eyes off this corpse!

An invisible force kidnapped his divine sense, making him rationally want to desperately remove his eyes, but his body was completely out of his control!

This feeling of having more than enough to do is terrible!

He tried his best to look away, to look away, but the invisible force forced him to look at the corpse of the Taoist!

Forced to stare at his corpse, which had been dead for three hundred years, forced to stare at his bloodless dead skin, forced to stare at his long-sleeping face!

Gu Changan was taken aback: "There is something wrong with that corpse in the water!" ”

Chen Xuanzong was instantly vigilant: "Which one is it?" ”

Before Gu Changan could speak, the corpse of the Taoist under the water suddenly opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of light green cloudy eyeballs!

stared at Gu Changan!