Mao Xiaofeng didn't look like a prisoner at all, after I identified myself, he asked in a calm tone: "Li Yang, what you said, do you count?" ”

As soon as he spoke, I knew I was right.

But when he asked, I hesitated.

The Soul Bearers are an extremely mysterious group.

Over the years, there has been no precedent for people in the Xuan World to come out alive as long as they enter the Yellow River Crossing Soul Pass.

This is not to say that the soul crossers are secretly doing black hands, but the soul crossing mouth is said to be a passage to the underworld, and only the soul crossers can enter and exit.

If anyone else goes in, he will surely die.

The six sons of Maoshan are the most typical examples.

Is it worth losing your life for the sake of these people in front of you?

After a moment's hesitation, I said, "Make a count, but when and how to go, it's up to me to decide." ”

I was afraid that he would regret it, so I followed and said: "If you don't agree, I have a hundred ways to get you to speak, and Mao Xiaoyun can't keep you." ”

Forbearance and favor also have a bottom line.

Mao Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment and sighed: "The underwater pyramid you found is Xu Fu's second eastward journey, and the altar built after the undead clan came back, if there are runes, it should be a place to raise corpses!" ”

I frowned slightly and asked, "Why did Xu Fu raise corpses?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng said: "Immortal." Those people were alive before they were sacrificed! ”

A living sacrifice?

I asked, "Is it through the altar that you draw life to achieve the purpose of immortality?" ”

Mao Xiaoyun said: "It can be understood in this way. But the so-called undead are actually a kind of creatures derived from the corpse after the sacrifice. ”

"But don't worry, the altar you found now should be incomplete, and the corpses in the corpse vault are only treacherous corpses at best, and they can't be too far from the altar."

I was shocked.

It turns out that the undead are not really immortal, but abandoned on the road to eternal life.

Ironically, the Three Yin Sect has always thought that the undead are the real immortal race.

According to Mao Xiaofeng's statement, Xu Fu should have traced back to the origin of the undead, explored the secret behind it, and established the altar.

I took a deep breath and asked, "What's going on at the Gu Clan's Xu family's station?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng said very simply: "I can't say." ”

"All I can tell you is that I'm one of them."

One of them?

It means that the corpses that Xiao Cui saw in the crack were all existences similar to the undead.

I said tentatively, "You've actually become an undead, haven't you?" ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, so quiet that I couldn't help but take the phone off my ear to see if he hung up.

But sometimes, silence equals acquiescence.

Seeing that he hadn't hung up the phone yet, I asked again: "So in the Xu family residence of the ancient clan, there is a complete altar." ”

Mao Xiaofeng was still silent.

I can't be sure, but I feel like I'm already eight or nine.

The so-called people who step into another space are actually entering the altar, they provide their own vitality, and become undead.

Who is the one who receives eternal life through the altar?

Xu Fu?

Is it Xiaocui in the cracks, peeking at her?

On the other end of the phone, Mao Xiaofeng fell into a long silence.

I took a deep breath and said, "Last question, do you have anything to do with the temple?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng finally spoke, but he still said the same sentence: "I can't say too much, but if you continue to investigate, you will only fall into danger, and it is an existence that is more terrifying than the Divine Court." ”

Worse than the Divine Court?

The hairs on my body stood on end.

Mao Xiaofeng said again: "Li Yang, after being contaminated with the power of the altar, the living are more terrible than the dead, especially after dark. ”

I was shocked and asked, "Is there any way to crack it?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng said dryly: "I don't know." ”

When he said that, I suspect that the solution is probably their weakness.

As one of them, it is naturally impossible to say it.

Seeing that he took the initiative to say a lot of things, I wanted to fight back and see if I could ask something else, and sneered: "Why should I believe you?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng said calmly: "If I want to kill you, do you think you can get out of Maoshan Mountain?" ”

I chose silence because it was an unanswered question.

After all, I'm not a soft persimmon either.

But for him, at least one reason.

Seeing that I wasn't talking, Mao Xiaoyun said lightly: "I've said everything I should say, remember what you promised me, I will wait for your news." ”

When the voice fell, the phone hung up.

I held the phone, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I didn't care about the noise in the distance, dialed Yuan Fei's phone and asked him to call Rourou to answer.

Rourou took the phone, and I opened my mouth and said, "You go back now and tell your young lady that the Xu family residence of the ancient clan is likely to be the immortal altar set up by Xu Fu." ”

"The undead are just derivatives of the Immortal Altar, and the person who gets the power of the altar is likely to be in the middle of the energy vortex, so don't let her go over for the time being!"

Rourou still wanted to say something, but I raised my voice and said, "Go now, don't delay." ”

hung up the phone, and the sound of the female reporter's abuse was still in my ears.

I was a little angry, and was about to ask Huang Jiu what was going on, when he jumped on my shoulder and said, "Hell, my illusion is useless to them. ”

"It's useless to the residents?" I asked.

Huang Jiu nodded.

I took a deep breath and said, "It seems that they are all tainted with that mysterious power, from now on, you and I have to be careful." ”

Mao Xiaofeng's corpse array can't help us, but it is a dead person, and now it is a living person.

When he said that life is more terrible than death, he may have meant something.

I looked at the sky, it was already afternoon, and as soon as it was dark, I didn't know what was going to happen, so I had to find a way to isolate them first.

Because along the side of the road, there are more than a dozen scattered families, and the distance between them is very short.

If these people were allowed to run out, Huang Jiu and I would be completely helpless.

While it was still dark and they hadn't lost themselves, I called Tang Guoli and asked, "Old Tang, is there a place nearby that can be isolated, preferably the kind that can't be found in front of the village and not in the back." ”

Tang Guoli thought for a moment and said, "Lonely Mountain." An isolated island in Fuxian Lake, there are no people on it, only a temple. It's about a thirty-minute drive from here. ”

As soon as I heard this, I said, "Donald, you immediately arrange to send these people to Lonely Mountain." ”

Tang Guoli said embarrassedly: "The people in the inspection group are not a big problem, but the nearby residents and the people from the TV station are very noisy. ”

He lowered his voice and said with a reminder: "Mr. Li, the TV station has some background, if you make a fuss, it will not have a good impact on you and me!" ”

I looked at Tang Guoli and said in surprise: "Old Tang, you weren't like this before!" ”

Tang Guoli understood what I meant, smiled a little embarrassedly, and changed his words: "I'll arrange it now." ”

Huang Jiu squinted at Tang Guoli and muttered, "You said that this person, the older he gets, the more he loves wealth and power?" ”