Lord of the Scourge!

Unspeakable, unspeakable, unspeakable, elusive!

Mysterious and extraordinary, the pinnacle of weirdness!

I am......

Who am I?

Su Qing was covered with blood rain all over his face.

He stared blankly at the squire exploding in front of him, his ears still confused.

He didn't hear a lot of information clearly, only a few words.

Could it be that it is really your own ancestor?

Su Qing opened his mouth and looked not far away, the man in black urgently used some items to suppress the riot of the charred corpse, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The scorched corpse has been handed over to the country of Us, so it's better not to do anything backsliding.

Besides, the information he had just heard, no matter how he looked at it, looked like his ancestors were telling him that when he encountered strange things, he should be cautious: unspeakable, unspeakable, undescribed, and elusive teachings!

It makes sense to think about it!

Or let's say that the ancestors are well-informed. In a word, he explained the strange handling methods clearly.

"When we get to the new station, we will pass on this instruction and use it as a clan motto in the future. Maybe this is the last legacy left to us by our ancestors. ”

Su Qing sighed, looked at the scorched corpse in the distance, and sighed.

"Let's go, go find our safe haven. Our Su family, this time we are going to completely take root in the country of Wusi. ”

"Datang...... There's no going back. ”

Su Qing's voice swayed out in the wind, and gradually drifted between this vast world and the world.

The Su family once encountered a charred corpse suspected of being their ancestor on the way to migrate, and it was completely buried in everyone's heart.

A hundred years later, no one can remember such a strange thing happening. But that family motto has been handed down.

Unspeakable, unspeakable, unspeakable, elusive!

Because of this family motto, Sujiazhuang has forgotten the past and maintained stability for a hundred years.

Because of this family motto, the strange ancient well in the village did not make waves.

Because of this family motto, the strange existence that was encountered in the Tang Empire did not appear again.

Because of this family motto, the ancestors of the Su family even buried the chessboard they desperately protected deep in the ground, so that it would never see the light of day.

It is also because of this ethnic motto that Sujiazhuang has completely reduced to an ordinary ordinary village without any special ordinary people after a hundred years.

And the person who sent this message, Su Wu, wanted to cry without tears at the moment.

"No, I've told these unscrupulous ancestors, I'm now in a state of unspeakable, unspeakable, unspeakable, unspeakable, and unable to think normally, and I also brag about it, saying that I am the king of natural disasters, their ancestor!"

"But why haven't these guys come back? Are you so ruthless that you want to abandon your ancestors completely?"

Su Wuqi didn't fight out.

Su Qing, the old ancestor, seems to be iron-hearted and doesn't want to take himself with him.

"Calculate and fend for yourself. ”

"There is no master here, there is a place to stay. ”

Su Wu was secretly annoyed.

But there is nothing to be done.

However, the action just now is not without gains.

He found that some of his powers, even the various abilities of his body, were blocked by a scorched shell composed of various story information outside, but the story species was not among them!

Of course, this is not to say that Su Wu can control the power of the story species in order to break free from the control of the scorched shell, but the story information contained in the story species itself, and even the pollution characteristics, etc., are not within the scope of Jiaoke's limitations.

And more importantly, when the story information completely pollutes people or things, the power of feedback to himself can still be received by him.

This is also one of his original abilities. After all, Ghost Eye is a living corpse seed, and when he is hungry, he dares to eat stones.

He had tasted the rocks in the valley before.

These powers, after aggravating the polluting characteristics of the story species, will further revive this charred corpse.

So, Su Wu thought of a way!

Completely loosen the restrictions on the types of stories.

Let the restriction of the collection of stories on the seeds of living corpses be completely removed.

It's like he's fighting the bloodstream in the real world, and the leader of the living corpses.

Only this time, it is completely liberalized, without any reservations, and without a time limit, allowing it to wantonly pollute and erode, and develop its own power.

"Anyway, it's not your own body, anyway, there is a collection of stories, and the soul is not afraid of pollution. What has this corpse become, and what does it have to do with itself? ”

"It's just a good time to see what will become of the current ghost eye power after it completely explodes. ”

Su Wu muttered to himself.

To be honest, this is a bit risky, and it is equivalent to letting the story seed take root in the flesh without any restrictions, and even revive it.

Once the recovery reaches a certain stage, this is an irreversible process, and what will happen at that time?

Devoured a human body, completely polluted and mutated, and possessed all the power of the story species, but without the knowledge of the human soul, is it considered half a demon?

This situation, even if it is an immortal god above the nine heavens, has never encountered it.

It's just that even if he knows the danger, Su Wu can't wait any longer.

At this moment, the little locust did not know what to do, and his true body was gone.

There is no clue how to become a seed of famine.

Now you can't even control your body, let alone leave footprints in this era.

So, even if you know you're taking a risk, you don't hesitate to do it.

It's just that what needs to be done now is that Su Wu wants to thoroughly communicate his own collection of stories and liberate the restrictions on the ghost eye.

However, the current situation is that the story collection is wrapped in layers of weird story information, and you can see that it is absorbing it in wisps, but at a very slow pace.

Through the layers of wrapping, Su Wuye could only slightly affect the story collection, he wanted the story collection to completely unravel the suppression of the ghost eye, and he also needed more external force feedback.

And this falls on the pollution erosion.

"Can you just passively wait?"

"Wait, no, what kind of place is this? Why can I feel the excitement of the ghost eye, no, it seems that even the three wisps of story information that I absorbed at the beginning are slowly erupting!"

Story Info:

[Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door]

[The king of Hades wants you to die for the third watch, who dares to keep you for the fifth watch]

[There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck]

Three wisps of story information are slowly expanding!

The message is improving!

Incredible, incomprehensible!

"It's so strong in the breath of the Nine Secluded Lands, damn it, did you go to hell? Lao Tzu hasn't died yet, and his body has been taken to hell?"

While Su Wu felt the ghost eyes and the three wisps of story information devouring the breath of the Nine Secluded Lands with all his might, he listened to all kinds of wails and painful screams in his ears.

I really have the illusion that I have come to the eighteenth layer of hell, ready to suffer the pain of eternal torment.

Before he could feel everything in the outside world carefully, he felt his body rumble and be thrown on the hard stone platform.

On this stone platform, there is an aura that disgusts both itself and the ghost eyes.

This thing......

Seems to be lapis lazuli?

Ooh!

What a fucking big lapis lazuli, isn't this physique comparable to the size of the stone above my own well?

Even the rough shape that can be slightly perceived when lying on it is a little the same as the one in my own house!

..... Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens