"Ah...... Sneeze! ”

On the road in the distance, Yin Ren Wu Zhao, who was attached to the swordsman of the rivers and lakes, sneezed, which couldn't help but make him frown slightly.

"Who's thinking about me?"

Yin Ren Wu Zhao's footsteps stopped.

It is said that sneezing is something that someone is talking about, of course, this is just a legend that is not even folklore, and no one will really take it seriously when people talk about it occasionally - but for Wu Zhao, who is a Yin person, this is a completely different thing. You must know that with his current arrogance, a cold and cough or something will never happen.

The weak and sickly, the weak will be sick, it is strong, how can it be inexplicably what diseases?

This is probably some kind of hidden warning, but this warning is too vague to tell what it means for the time being.

Fortunately, it had just bought a few live turtles.

"Bake—"

With a swing of the knife, the palm-sized tortoise was burned to the flesh and blood, and under the scorching of the gray-black flames, cracks appeared on the remaining tortoise shell.

Raising his hand to brush away the ashes from the tortoise shell, Yin Ren Wuzhao carefully observed the shape and direction of those cracks.

The same as using the essence of the five grains to channel the spirit, the spirit turtle divination is also a common means of Yin people, and it is not simply by burning the turtle shell to try luck, but through the understanding and summary of those patterns, reverse perception of their current state.

"Good luck, everything is appropriate...... Would I make this judgment because I feel like I need a lot of luck? ”

Yin Ren Wu Zhao's brows furrowed even more.

"Haven't I had a lot of luck lately? Why do you have such an idea? ”

After thinking for a while, Yin Ren Wuzhao still crushed the turtle shell and threw it aside.

Maybe it's because he still feels that he is not strong enough, after all, the body it uses now is much worse than the previous one - if the Li family Lang can barely use it before, then this unknown Jianghu swordsman is even reluctant to use it.

It's just that such a body has almost no strength at all, and I'm afraid it can't withstand even a percent of its true strength.

That's why it wants to find some blades to defend itself first.

If it has some blades in its hand, it can be exchanged for some stronger bodies - as for why it needs blades, of course, it is because those who have high-strength bodies may not be able to fight at the moment.

For example, Du Chengfeng's physical body, that is something that is extremely hot for its eyes, if he can let it have that physical body, he may be able to exert ten or even twelve percent of his strength. However, it is a pity that Du Chengfeng, who is manipulating that body, is not a vegetarian, at least he will not sit back and watch it snatch that body hard.

That's why it needs some blades as a support, at least after having these blades, its strength can be exerted a few percent more.

But on the other hand, after making up for the lack of strength with the blade, it is not in a hurry to find trouble with Du Chengfeng - although the battle with a strong enemy is a joy in itself, it still has something more important to do at the moment.

That is, digging graves.

"It should be here."

After returning to Songzhou, Yin Ren Wuzhao compared the nearby mountains and rivers with hydrology, and then picked up a big knife against the overgrown wasteland not far away.

The heavy knife fell, and a huge gap was cut in the ground.

But Yin Ren Wuzhao's brows furrowed even tighter.

"You're ...... Looking for what? ”

The voice of the gray-black fire phoenix came from the big knife, intermittently, like a gossamer.

"Here, nothing ......"

"No, there should have been something here."

Yin Ren Wu Zhao shook his head.

There should indeed be something, he has already compared it just now, this wasteland should have been the burial pit of the Yin people in the past. Although the Yin people often push the bones of the warriors into the furnace, cast them into sword soldiers, and continue to accompany their comrades in battle, there are also some Yin people who do not die on the battlefield, but gradually die after old age, or die on the couch due to some sudden accidents.

And these Yin people who did not die in battle will be buried in this barren river with mountains and rivers, along with their favorite utensils and blades in life.

Of course, this is an external statement.

For the Yin people themselves, there are some Yin people who did not die on the battlefield, nor did they have the opportunity to continue to fight side by side with their companions, so they chose the art of military solution, transferred their consciousness to their favorite blades or utensils in life, buried deep in the ground, and waited for the day when they would see the light of day again.

And the moment they see the light of day, they have successfully crossed the river of time, and they can fight new enemies and new opponents.

Even if the other party is also Yin, it is the same.

"So...... Where are the other Yin people? ”

Yin Ren Wu Zhao glanced at the surrounding environment, but it couldn't see even the slightest trace of the past.

Well, even if it's a little far away from its old days, the problem is that it has woken up a few times in the middle, and at that time it was a little puzzled why it didn't see any other Yin people - but it didn't pay much attention to this at the time, but thought that maybe it was because of its bad luck and didn't catch up with the time when its fellow people woke up.

But now it seems...... Probably not that way.

"The Fall of the Yin People ......"

Thinking of the rumors he heard in the tavern before, Yin Ren Wuzhao's face was not very good-looking.

Obviously, after it turned into a soldier and slept into a soldier, something must have happened to the later Yin people, perhaps this is also the reason why other Yin people did not appear - as for the one named Du Chengfeng, although he did act like a Yin person, and even the appearance of the deputy soldier Xie Immortal was very similar to Yin people, but Wu Zhao could already be sure that the other party was definitely not his kindred.

is not a Yin person, but he has a secret method that Yin people know how to use......

"Looks like someone stole our stuff."

Yin Ren Wu Zhao faintly thought of an answer.

Yes, it can already roughly guess what happened to the Yin people in the past - only another warrior can defeat the warrior, and in the same way, it will only be the Yin people's technology that can destroy the Yin people.

Someone stole the Yin people's technology and studied it to a more advanced level, and then launched a counterattack against the Yin people in turn......

At this moment, Wu Zhao's mind even had a picture in his mind.

"By the way, you seem to know a lot."

Thinking of this, Wu Zhao picked up the big knife painted with phoenix bird patterns in his hand.

"Since you know so much, tell me about it, everything you know."

The second shift was delivered, and everyone rested early.

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I'm resting early, so I'll see you tomorrow night.

(End of chapter)