Chapter 125: The Drought Horror Soul Ridge

"The three corpses are gone?" Meng Juntong looked at Yan Hong with a puzzled expression.

Yan Hong nodded: "That's right, it's gone." ”

"Could it be that some wild beast has taken it away, after all, it is a wilderness, and this situation is not impossible. ”

Yan Hong sighed softly, her reaction was the same as Meng Juntong when she first heard this, and even the question she asked Wei Ling at that time was exactly the same.

"There are also hunters in Heixita Village, they have explored the traces of the surrounding area at that time, and there are no traces of large beasts, and the bodies of those three people have been planted with corpse poison, and the senses of beasts are much more acute than that of us humans, and they will not eat poisonous corpses. ”

Meng Juntong fell into deep thought, when she was in Shaohua City, she had heard that there was a place called the Corpse Demon Purgatory under the Netherworld Yellow Spring, which contained the most ferocious corpse poison in the world, which could turn any living creature into a murderous monster.

Moreover, I heard that the corpse poison in the corpse demon purgatory has flowed into the human world several times, causing the death of hundreds of millions of living beings, and this incident has even attracted the gods of the heavenly realm to descend, and there are also records of its major events in the annals of Shaohua City.

It's just that it seems to have been tens of thousands of years ago, and now the various descriptions of the corpse plague in this Heixi Tower Village are very similar to the corpse disaster recorded in the annals of history in Meng Juntong's impression.

"I hope we can be safe and sound this time, and we can walk through Heixita Village smoothly. Yan Hong reached out and gently held her cheeks.

"Sister Yan, are you afraid?" Yan Hong's first impression of Meng Juntong was the kind of heroine who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

And she dared to serve the tiger with her body, marry to Baishui City, and kill Lanning's human demon, which shows that it is definitely not an ordinary little daughter's family.

But right now, Yan Hong's words are extraordinary, and he seems to be particularly afraid of the Heixi Tower Village.

Yan Hong shook his head: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that this corpse disaster can be big or small." If you just encounter a few walking corpses, or run into those three guys who have just changed corpses, as long as Wei Ling makes a move, he can easily put them down. But if you memorize a little bit...... Alas," Yan Hong didn't continue, just shook her head.

Meng Juntong was aroused by his curiosity: "What if you memorize a little? There will be more terrifying guys here?"

Yan Hong pursed her lips, and after a while, she finally spoke: "Juntong, have you ever heard of the drought?"

"Drought fish?" Meng Juntong was stunned, of course she had heard of this term, it was the real demon in the world.

Legend has it that the drought is a monster that can cause a great drought, and as long as there is a drought in the world, there will inevitably be a strange omen of thousands of miles of red land.

In Meng Juntong's memory, there was once a book that said that the drought was one of the four great zombie ancestors, and he had the great ability to reach the sky, even if the gods and Buddhas came into the world, it was difficult to surrender.

However, the Luo Shu priest said that it was the ancestral drought fish, and it was a demon-like existence. And the occasional occurrence in the world is generally just a small drought.

Even if it's a small drought, it's not easy to deal with.

Meng Juntong hurriedly asked Yan Hong: "Sister Yan, there have been rumors of drought in this Heixi Tower Village. ”

Yan Hong was stunned, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of this, I only know that there is a corpse disaster here." There may be a drought fish, which Wei Ling told me. Because in the past year, there has hardly been a single rain in the entire Heixita Village, and it is because of this that their harvest will be so poor, and some people will have to go into the mountains to make a living. ”

"If that's the case, I'm afraid it's true, nine times out of ten there are droughts in this mountain. Meng Juntong's expression was a little heavy, these strange things she knew were not hearsay, they were all recorded in detail in the classics in Shaohua Pavilion.

A year's drought is even better if it is a desolate and dry place, but this Heixita Village is close to the water, and the distance of more than 100 miles is the Baishui River, so it will not rain for a year.

And this sudden appearance of the corpse plague definitely did not come without warning.

Meng Juntong hurriedly lifted the curtain: "Uncle Yan, Brother Xue, we have to stop." ”

Xue Ding, Yan Fengyi heard that Fang Dule stopped the horse and looked back at Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong said with a solemn expression: "I can almost conclude now that there must be a drought fish in the mountain behind Heixi Tower Village. ”

Wei Lingyi frowned, he was the first person to have this guess, but guessing is also guessing, he just told Yan Hong about it as an anecdote.

"Why are you so sure?" Wei Ling wanted to verify further.

Meng Juntong stretched out an arm, condensed a ball of spiritual power in front of him, and turned it into an azure fluttershy: "This is a small spell, you can use the spirit butterfly to collect the surrounding qi, you can take a look, maybe there will be the answer you want." ”

The Azure Little Spirit Butterfly left Meng Juntong's palm and slowly flew into the air, and its appearance immediately attracted the surrounding aura.

The fluttershy didn't fly very high, hovering slowly above everyone's heads, but it flew two or three times, and the blue fluttershy turned crimson, and when the fourth lap passed, Fluttershy spontaneously ignited in the air, and then turned into a cloud of ash and dispersed in the air.

Meng Juntong looked at everyone: "The aura of the wildfire here is already stronger than we imagined, and this year's drought is definitely caused by monsters." ”

"You are actually a cultivator?" Wei Ling was a little surprised, Meng Juntong's magic just now made him, a ranger who thought he was well-informed, also a little surprised.

Meng Juntong's current cultivation is barely a monk, and the speed at which her immortal power recovers is not fast, after all, the spiritual power in the human world is far less abundant than that of Shaohua Dream City.

"It doesn't matter, it's how you deal with it. Meng Juntong said.

Wei Ling was a little puzzled: "It stands to reason that you are a cultivator, this demon slaying and demon eradication should be what you are good at, how to deal with it, why would you ask us." ”

Meng Juntong said helplessly: "What kind of cultivator am I, a shallow cultivator, besides, in the face of a drought, even if it is a real person, I am afraid it will be useless." ”

"Why don't you take a detour," someone next to him suggested.

"If you take a detour, let's not mention it again, we've already come here, and we'll have this Yin Soul Ridge anyway. Yan Fengyi glanced at Meng Juntong: "At least we must have such an obstacle, knowing in advance is better than being caught off guard by surprise." ”

That being said, it's just that you still have to have an idea after all.

"There are too many people in our convoy, and there is also a dowry baggage, so it is impossible to quickly pass through the Yin Soul Ridge, so I suggest organizing a team of people to enter the Yin Soul Ridge first to solve the drought fish. ”