The question from the soldiers of the Shenfeng Battalion of the Dinghuang Army is destined to have no reasonable answer.

As the silence in the tent continued minute by minute, Shu Quan couldn't hold back the panic in his heart more and more.

"Less, less scareless, how can it be as dangerous as you say, I lived here for five days......"

So Ma Cong didn't talk nonsense with her, turned his head and pulled Fan Li to leave.

"Okay, she has made her own choice, you and I are benevolent and righteous, and we can go back to report the missing person to Qingping."

Fan Li was stunned, and he had been pulled out of the tent, only to step out of the tent door with his front feet, and heard the urgent sound of retention behind him.

"Wait, wait! I don't doubt you! Don't worry! ”

However, when Ma Cong turned his head with Fan Li, Shu Quan could only say: "But if you really let me say it, I really can't think of anything." Here, the seeds in this flower tray have recorded most of my activities over the past five days, you can watch them casually...... Ah, that row of seeds down there won't work! Inside is a record of my dressing, bathing and sleeping, I, sleep is not very good, so it is not convenient for you to see, but Lili can help me see. Anyway, I really didn't do anything, you don't just wronged people, I, I tell you, I know your boss......"

This series of upside-down justifications made Ma Cong no longer interested in asking, but directly sank his divine thoughts into the flower plate, and began to look at her records in the past five days at a very fast speed.

And the more he looked, the more strange Ma Cong's face became.

It can be seen that she can live in the dangerous wasteland for five days, and she can also comfortably shoot and cook wild vegetable porridge, which is really nothing but luck.

She does have some professional knowledge of outdoor adventure, but she is far from being a real expert, and many of the equipment and supplies inside and outside the tent are purely whimsical. You may be at home in a scenic commercial outdoor adventure area, but in the wilderness, it's pure self-deception.

But she did rely on this self-deception, and lived in the wasteland for five days.

Until he read all the shadow fluid records in the seeds, Ma Cong didn't find the slightest reasonable explanation.

Naturally, I had to look at the bottom row of private seeds together. Objectively speaking, Ma Cong himself doesn't want to dirty his eyes, but in order to fix the great cause, he can only ......

"Ah, speaking of which." Just when Ma Cong's mind was about to sink, Shu Quan suddenly remembered something, and added, "On the first night, when I slept until I was dazed, I seemed to hear a strange wind, like the kind of wind blowing between the cracks in the valley, faintly like a cry. If you listen carefully, it seems that someone is talking in your ear, which is really terrifying. But at that time, I had just hiked through the forbidden mountain road to the wasteland, set up my tent, set up the floating array and the desolation lamp, and my divine consciousness was exhausted, and I was really sleepy and couldn't get up, so I didn't pay attention to it and slept until noon the next day. Later, I took the evening records of the flower plate with my divine thoughts, but I didn't see why...... I don't know if I was in a daze and hallucinating, haha. ”

Hearing this, Ma Cong naturally did not hesitate any longer, and immediately sank his mind.

"Hey, you're not going to see it for yourself, are you?! Just let Lili see it, you ......"

After a while, before Shu Quan's complaints were finished, Ma Cong had already read all the records of that night.

He looked down at Shu Quan, his face first shocked by 100,000 points, and then gradually revealed a mocking and playful smile.

"Laugh, laugh at what? I've never seen anyone sleeping naked!? ”

Ma Cong sneered: "I've never seen a dead person speak. ”

Shu Quan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said angrily: "Who do you say is a dead person?!" ”

"That's not the wind." Ma Cong said quietly, "It's the soul searching technique of the blood crow here." ”

"Huh?"

"Huh??" But Fan Li also looked shocked.

Ma Cong sighed, reached out and pinched his throat, only to hear the sound of sour gums grinding and muscle stretching, he closed his mouth and gently exhaled a mouthful of blood.

What followed was a plausible whistle, like the wind howling in the valley, and like a woman's whimpering and sorrowful, and with the tactful stretch of the voice, Shu Quan and Fan Li only felt sleepy, and their consciousness seemed to be carried away by the soft wind......

Syllable!

Ma Cong clapped his hands, and the two of them came back to their senses in an instant.

"What, what's wrong?!" Shu Quan was shocked and confused, he had a faint guess in his heart, and he believed the other party's words.

Ma Cong said: "I didn't actually make any sound just now, I just imitated the blood crow and squeezed a quick version of the soul searching technique with a human throat. Don't worry, I'm not a blood crow, I can't find your souls, I can only let half of your consciousness fall into hallucinations and hear some specious rumors...... But the alien beast Blood Crow that inhabits the banks of the Blood River is the top master of this kind of soul searching technique, once you hear the sound of the wind and fall asleep, then your soul is equivalent to no longer being defended, and it is allowed to be read by others. ”

"......" Shu Quan was stunned for a while before asking, "What will happen if the soul is searched?" ”

Ma Cong laughed: "You don't really have no common sense, do you?" There is a river of blood flowing in the wasteland west of Hope, and demons are dancing on both sides of the river. Among them, the blood crow, as the head of all demons, should be quite famous in Zhuwang. Its individual is as small as a mayfly, but there are trillions of capitals. When gathered, it can have the highest supernatural power comparable to Mahayana, and it can also form a certain spiritual wisdom. And the most difficult thing about blood crows is that they are more hidden than ordinary Mahayana, more vicious, and more fearless of death. Ordinary desolate demons always have to cherish their own lives, but this kind of swarm creature, even if it is burned trillions of individuals, can reproduce and recover in a very short time afterwards, and it is impossible to prevent it. ”

"Every year, the Nanxiang Dinghuang Army suffers casualties due to blood. was searched by the blood black, and at least the soul was ruined and reduced to an empty shell. In the worst case, the distortion of the soul induces the distortion of the body, and it becomes a monster overnight, among which the lucky ones are killed on the spot, and the unfortunate ones will do everything possible to go deep into the wasteland and become those bloody servants and lackeys until they die. ”

After some words, Shu Quan's face was no longer bloody.

"Me, have I been searched for souls? Has my soul begun to distort? I...... What to do? I don't want to die, save, save me! Please, you're a soldier, aren't you? It's supposed to save lives, right? You told me that, there must be a way to save me, right? Do you want money? Or ......"

And when Shu Quan gradually became incoherent and was about to collapse completely, Ma Cong sighed.

"But your luck is really good, there is a small possibility that they feel that your soul is empty, and it is not worth devouring and digesting, let alone being lured into a servant beast."

Shu Quan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "So, so you will let me go?" ”

"So they'll plant a deep mark in your soul. Through the imprints, they can collect your memories for a period of time in the future, divide your cultivation, and root your flesh and blood. And use you as a springboard to try to infect other people. You can think of it as an investment for the bloodies...... Or farming. This kind of mark can only be stopped for ten days, and after ten days, the mark will be recovered by itself, and then not only your soul will be taken away, but also your qi and blood true yuan. ”

"Huh!?"

"The mark has been taken by me, so save your cry." Ma Cong said, a blood mark like a skeleton was wrapped around his fingertips, and then the index finger and thumb pinched to extinguish the mark.

"Ahh......h

"So, the reason why you were able to spend five days in the wasteland has been found." Ma Cong said, "People who have been marked by blood are rarely willing to touch in the wasteland. Within a hundred miles on both sides of the Blood River is the territory of the Blood Crow, and if you take food in the mouth of the Blood Crow, even if it is a combined level Ancient Desolate Demon, it may not be pleased, and as for the Mahayana or even Immortal level monsters, it is impossible to specifically risk yourself and face you with the threat of the Star Destroying Divine Sword, so before the imprint occurs, you are really safer than most people in the wasteland. ”

"Then I'm ...... Innocent? ”

"Innocence? It's too early to talk about innocence. Think about your own experience during this time. There are so many Qinglu masters doing this smuggling into the forbidden area, but only you have discovered a secluded path that even our Dinghuang Army has not discovered. Then the trail crossed the entire hundred miles of mountain fortresses just right, just right to avoid all the tree eyes in the formation, just right enough not to pass through any dangerous sections—you probably don't know, the west of Lingshan is now full of dangerous places, and even us professional soldiers have to be cautious when marching during this period. Your best friend almost fell to her death at the bottom of the mountain in order to find you. ”

"Huh?! Lili, are you hurt? ”

Fan Li shook her head to indicate that she was fine, but before she could speak, Ma Cong interrupted the invalid greeting between the two and continued: "In a very short time, you crossed a path that should not exist in theory, and then set up this ridiculous tent on the wasteland alone, and set up a floating array that could break and collapse at any time......"

Shu Quan's lips moved, as if he was not convinced, but he didn't dare to continue to confront the other party at this time.

Ma Cong refused to let go, and said coldly: "The tent is a strong tent, but it is not a tent adapted to the wasteland. These two should have no effect, but they were activated by you together, but instead had a strange resonance, supporting you a piece of pure land of desolation. As for the formation of this tent floating in the air, it is indeed meticulous, but the premise is that it is within the realm of the Immortal Alliance, under the protection of the Great Law, it can be regarded as meticulous. Once you get out of the Determination Barrier, the laws of the Heavenly Dao above your head will change, and if the laws change, your meticulousness will be like carving a boat for a sword, which will only exacerbate the loss of details of the magic circle. Well, if we're half a day late, you'll fall and break your tendons. ”

Speaking of this, Ma Cong couldn't help laughing and said: "But it may not be, you have been dying in almost everything these days, but you are so lucky that you can't die every time, so maybe you can fall from a height of 100 meters, and you can miraculously be safe and sound?" On the first day you came to the wasteland, you were searched for souls by blood, but it happened to be considered unsuitable for consumption, and you were raised, so you enjoyed a few days of safety because of a blessing in disguise. On the fifth day, you began to die again, pulling weeds and cooking porridge in the wasteland, but we happened to bump into it, and you knocked over the porridge pot before taking poison, and even the blood marks in your body were taken away by me, so as to prevent the aftermath of being harvested by the blood black. I have only seen you in my life if you do not die to this point. ”

After hearing these words, Shu Quan's mouth was already wide open, in disbelief.

On the other side, Fan Li was also full of surprise, as if he was listening to a legendary story.

These...... Is it really a matter of luck that can be explained? Moreover, when did Shu Quan get so lucky?

Ma Cong also sighed: "Luck to a certain extent, it can indeed explain a lot of things." For example, let's make a game now and think it's validated. ”

As he spoke, he took out a stick holder from the storage bag and handed it to Fan Li.

"You're from the Taixu Painting Scroll Workshop, so you should be able to do Chaos Numbers, right? Make 1,000 signatures and mark them with numbers in turn. And then give it back to me. ”

Although Fan Li was puzzled, he nodded seriously, made a thousand signs, and then completely disrupted the signs with the chaotic number movement method commonly used in the ether virtual painting scroll, and then returned the lottery holder to Ma Cong.

"Okay, now the lottery in this lottery holder is handled by Fan Li, and it has been disrupted by chaotic luck, and the result of the draw depends on luck. All three of us came to draw a lottery and compare our luck. Fan Li, you come first. ”

Fan Li nodded again, reached into the stick, and pulled out one at random, only to see that 23 was written on it.

"Uh......" Fan Li was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I've always been unlucky." ”

Ma Cong said: "Keep pumping." ”

"Hmm."

The second one was signed, and the result was slightly better, 41. And the third sign is an amazing 9.

The three draws add up to less than 100 points, which can be described as inhumane. Fan Li just shook his head helplessly, obviously not surprised, and Shu Quan comforted: "Luck is conserved, you are unlucky now, you can transfer it when you go back." ”

Next, it was Ma Cong who smoked it himself, and he directly pulled out three sticks from the tube, 789,823,901. The numbers are pretty good, but the results are obviously unreasonably bad for him.

Ma Cong had also expected this, so he directly handed the lottery holder to Shu Quan.

"Come on, it's your turn."

Shu Quan was a little nervous, because she obviously realized that the result of her draw must be extraordinary, and once she had an extraordinary result......

"General, general, general." She stretched out her hand tremblingly and asked, "We should not do anything in the army...... Dissecting slices or something, right? ”

Ma Cong smiled: "Don't worry, if you are really lucky enough, even if we use the Star Destroyer Sword to slice you, we won't be able to cut you." Okay, let's smoke it, it won't be yours because of this. ”

Shu Quan gritted his teeth, reached into the skewer, and also pulled out three skewers in one go.

And the result can be said to be not at all unexpected.

1000，999，998。

(End of chapter)