Although this group of widows are all short in stature, they are surprisingly agile, and their fierce eyes are staring at Lu Shuhuan and his party, which looks very tricky.

The man at the head had a fierce face, and his waist and back were full of some strange things, which made people unable to guess his methods, but he could faintly feel the danger.

This reminds them of the Japanese people called "ninjas" that are passed down among fishermen in the East China Sea.

Although Xiong Yingchun was thinking about the brothers who died tragically, he was very angry, but at this time, he didn't know the details of the other party, so he had to slowly approach the old gang leader and lowered his voice:

"Helper, shall we do it now?"

Lu Shuhuan shook his head and said in a low voice:

"Do not act rashly, but go to the bottom of them. ”

If he is the only one, he will naturally have no scruples and will fight as he says. But now that there are Qi Zehui and Xiao Yan behind him, in order to avoid greater casualties, the old gang leader decided that it would be better to be careful.

He coughed, and strode forward without fear, just about to say something.

But there was one man who moved before him.

The man's body was as fast as a meteor, and he saw a flash of blue light, and a long sword had been pressed against the throat of the leader of the widows—

"I am most annoyed by the point of a sword pointed at me," he said, "and it feels dangerous, you know?"

It is the cold-eyed Ke Yan.

This move was so fast that no one reacted at all. The group of widows exclaimed one after another, and one after another uttered obscure words from their mouths, like the call of birds.

Looks like they're addressing their leader.

The widow also twitched the corners of his mouth, slowly raised his hands high, looked down at the tip of the sword, which had already sunk into the flesh, and did not dare to move.

He stared at the sword body, opened his mouth, and actually said the words of the Central Plains: "I really didn't expect that the master of the Central Plains let me meet it, here...... Yama-kun, hello, the contemptible is from Yamato Province, ninja, you can, call me, Hayabusa......"

"I'll only ask you once," Koyan didn't seem to listen to Hayabusa's words at all, "where are the people from Iron Eagle Castle?"

Hayabusa didn't seem surprised, he paused, and then said with a strange smile: "It turns out that it is, friends of Iron Eagle Castle, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I will take you to meet them, can you please Yan Luojun first, put away the sword?"

Ke Yan raised his left eyebrow and did not move.

Hayabusa seemed to understand something, turned to look at his men, and shouted a reprimand. Several ninjas nodded, slowly putting away their knives.

"Look, I've taken it out, sincerity mine, Yama Luojun, you?"

Ke Yan sneered, but he also slowly put down his sword: "Take us to see Chen Chuanlin!"

"Hey," Hayabusa's attitude suddenly became docile, "theirs, it's upstairs, please come with me!"

He gestured to the stairs deep in the hall and walked first.

Ke Yan followed without hesitation, but the sword in his hand was never inserted back into the scabbard.

The ninjas followed unhurriedly.

Lu Shuhuan looked at their backs, frowned, and said sideways: "Let's go! I want to see how Iron Eagle Fort and these Dongying people colluded to make trouble!"

The crowd nodded and quickly followed.

The towers are tall, but the stairs are not very wide. There are no lights in the deep walkway, and when you look up, the spiraling staircase seems to have no end.

But Hayabusa seemed to be accustomed to the darkness, and his pace not only did not slow down, but also quickened a little.

Koyan frowned, his keen senses seemed to smell a hint of danger in the darkness.

"What are you doing here?"

Hayabusa seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and replied without hesitation: "Come and make one, business." ”

"Hmph, what can you do business with?" Ke Yan asked.

"As long as there are people, there will be business," Hayabusa's voice was very calm, "and some people buy and sell, exchange things, and not necessarily money. ”

Ke Yan sneered: "This is interesting, then what kind of business are you doing?"

"Well...... Hayabusa laughed, "for the time being, not for the time being." ”

"Hehe, that's fine. ”

Although Ke Yan was talking, his eyes were always on the former's hand.

The long sword in his hand has never relaxed.

As long as Hayabusa makes a slight rash move, Yama's sword will definitely be faster than his tricks.

Lu Shuying and his party behind him were also nervous, and their eyes were vigilantly guarding the surroundings.

But the strange thing is that the road is surprisingly calm, as if this group of Dongying ninjas is just showing them the way.

This walk is to the top floor of the tower.

"You're looking for a friend," Hayabusa said, gesturing to the closed door ahead, "it's inside." ”

"Very well, can you please go in first?" Ke Yan made a "please" gesture.

"Absolutely. Hayabusa readily agreed. He stepped forward, knocked lightly, and pushed the door in.

The interior is very spacious and simple, with no other decorations and furniture, and a long curtain in the center facing the door, dividing the space in two.

Through the dim candlelight, you can see many figures on the other side of the curtain standing together in an orderly manner, as if in a silent meeting.

"Chuanlin-kun, your friend is here. ”

The Hayabusa monster laughed and said.

Ke Yan and Lu Shuying saw that the surrounding walls were shabby and there could be no other ambushes, so they walked in with everyone.

There was a strong smell in the air.

Does it smell of blood?

On the contrary, it is more like a taste, similar to the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, but it is also the first time to smell it, with a strange aroma, with a foul smell.

Lu Shuhuan also took a step forward and said impatiently to the heavy figure:

"I'm Uncle Lu from the Beggar Gang, I'm here to settle old accounts with you, why don't you get out of here soon?"

There was no wind in the room, but the curtain fluttered gently, revealing a pair of feet standing still in place.

"What kind of fame?" Seeing that the people inside were pretending to be deaf and dumb, Qi Zehui muttered quietly.

"Do you want the old man to ask you to come out?"

Uncle Lu frowned, and his voice became a little angry.

Seeing that the people in the curtain still didn't reply, the old gang leader Lu didn't wait any longer, and with a wave of his big hand, his true qi rushed away like a wave, tearing the curtain apart.

Everyone took a stand and prepared for a big battle.

But when they saw the figures, everyone was stunned.

Indeed, those men are from Iron Eagle Castle.

But he is no longer alive.

Green, a shocking green as far as the eye can see. Green mold, mixed with a little green sap, stained their skin and body.

They stood stiffly in place one by one, making different movements, their expressions extremely hideous and twisted, as if they had experienced something extremely terrifying before they died.

or fangs and claws, or looking up to the sky and roaring, like a group of evil spirits from hell.

Such a terrible sight caused many people to cry out in fright when they saw it.

"W-what's going on?"

Dong Cunfu was also frightened enough when he saw it, and asked tremblingly.

"I don't know," the old gang leader Lu was also extremely shocked, "This kind of appearance, the old man has never heard of it, and he has never seen it." Don't move, wait for the old man to go and take a closer look. ”

Xiong Yingchun, Dong Fucun, Xiao Ding, and Qi Zehui all looked at each other, but still nodded.

Ke Yan walked straight forward, making it clear that he also wanted to take a look.

After all, the person who can control him may not have been born yet.

At this time, Xiao Yan noticed that those ninjas had sneaked away from the gate for some time.

In this way, Lu Ke and the others slowly stepped forward and walked to the side of the group of corpses, and saw that they were indeed dead, and there was nothing unusual, so they were relieved to look at it.

After all, the 100 people of Iron Eagle Castle are all here.

The sharp-eyed Ke Yan noticed that the green mold was still very fresh, and some of the slimy green slime was still bubbling.

The strong smell of Chinese medicine comes from here.

But for fear of being toxic, they didn't dare to touch those things directly.

The two walked into the group of corpses and quickly found the figure of the castle lord Chen Chuanlin.

He was half-kneeling on the floor, looking at the ceiling in despair, his hideous face blurred with flesh and blood, half missing.

The other half is cheeky, in his own hands.

"It's such a vicious medicine," Lu Shuying frowned, "Who did this?

Ke Yan stared at the rotten face, and the frowning brow also showed that he was in a complicated mood at this time.

Xiong Yingchun and Dong Fucun saw that there was no situation, so they also slowly stepped forward, looking at such a tragic scene, they smacked their tongues again and again:

"Who did they do, and why did they all die here?"

"There is no trace of moving, I'm afraid it's all gathered together. ”

Old Lu Gang Leader retreated, and said suspiciously: "Although this Iron Eagle Castle is not a top force, it should not be underestimated in the rivers and lakes, who is threatened by it, and it gathers together like ants to be slaughtered?"

"This," a cold glint flashed in Ke Yan's eyes, "I'm going to ask those widows, huh?"

Outside, there was a sudden eerie sound of music.

The tune is melodious, low, affectionate, and terrifying, wandering back and forth between the clouds and the Shura hell.

It seems to tell both happiness and pain at the same time, and the stiff mixture of the two is particularly strange.

But the unexpected thousands of turns, with a unique charm, make people have the desire to listen.

"Shakuhachi...... Lu Shuying carefully recognized the music, "This music, but I have never heard ...... it"

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened to the song.

Even Ke Yan put down his sword in surprise and savored it.

Only Xiao Yan didn't.

It's not that he can't hear it, it's that his understanding of music is very simple and vulgar.

It didn't sound good at first, and he didn't want to hear it.

When he heard that his heart was cold, Xiao Yan directly covered his ears and expressed deep doubts about this group of people who were fascinated by listening.

He was the only one who noticed that something was wrong.

By the dim light, he seemed to see a green corpse, and suddenly opened his eyes, revealing bloodshot eyes with only the whites of his eyes.

Is it a delusion?

He rubbed his eyes, after all, he was not clairvoyant, and the light here was not good, did he see it wrong?

But soon he found that the corpses were one after another, and he opened his eyes.

Like a group of evil spirits resurrected from Huangquan Road, they rolled their eyes and recognized the new world around them.

Green saliva, dripping from the corners of their mouths, makes a subtle "ticking" sound.

This, this, this, what's going on?

Is it haunted? Xiao Yan's eyes widened. He felt that either he was still having nightmares, or he was hallucinating when he listened to the song.

The tune of shakuhachi changed and became rapid.

The awakened corpses paused, their stiff limbs quietly moving.

Chen Chuanlin, who was behind Ke Yan, even spread his palms and grabbed the former's thighs together with the half of his face.

"Ke Daxia, be careful!" Xiao Yan hurriedly said.

Ke Yan was stunned and immediately noticed that something was wrong.

If it were an ordinary person, he would inevitably be caught this time, but fortunately, Keyan's reaction ability is different from ordinary people.

His man has long since become one with the sword.

The surprise in his mind had not yet dissipated, and the sword in his hand had already moved first.

only heard the sound of "brush", Chen Chuanlin's hand had already broken in response to the sound and fell to the ground.

But there was no blood gushing out of the wound, only green juice splattering.

Ke Yan had already flown up, and the soles of his feet were as light as swallows on the heads of the group of corpses, and the last one turned over and leaped out of the encirclement.

The corpses staggered around and walked slowly towards the place where there were people. Stiff joints make a series of "clicks" and "crackles" due to constant movement.

"What's going on?"

"Deceived corpse!"

"Hell!"

When the beggar gang disciples, including Qi Zehui, saw this, they were so frightened that they ran out without thinking about anything.

Who knew that the door had been locked from the outside at some point, and the door panel was made of fine iron, and it could not be opened no matter what.

"Don't panic!" Uncle Lu shouted, "It's just some medicine corpses made from witchcraft and evil arts!

Xiong Yingchun and Dong Fucun stabilized the military heart on their lips, and at the same time, they also showed their weapons and leaned towards the old gang leader.

When the beggar disciples heard this, they also recovered from their fright, took out their short sticks and sticks, and leaned over with courage.

Qi Zehui couldn't help blushing a little when he saw Xiao Yan standing motionless in place: "Banzha, amazing, I really didn't expect you to be so bold!"

Xiao Yan stared at him without saying a word, as if he was very focused.

Qi Zehui looked strange, stepped forward and waved his hand in front of the former, but Xiao Yan screamed and fell to the ground.

"Damn! I thought you were so fucking brave, but it turned out that your mother was scared silly?"

The people on this side also carried knives, guns and sticks, and launched an offensive against the walking corpses that were slowly moving.

Ke Yan took the lead, immediately showed his long sword, and plunged straight into the head of a walking corpse, the corpse was stunned, and immediately froze, and then drew his sword, stabbed, and another one.

Lu Shuying's pair of iron palms carried the sound of "hulala" breaking the wind, and before the palms arrived, the strength had arrived, and the heavenly spirit covers of several corpses were beaten to pieces.

The rest of the people are probably also because of the previous gaffe and now they are on fire, yelling and waving the guys in their hands, and the heads of the walking corpses are smashed by them, cut off and cut off, and the corpses fall at their feet one after another.

After a while, the walking corpses on the field fell to the ground, and it was extremely easy.

"Hmph," Uncle Lu shook off his robe and snorted coldly: "The carving insect skill doesn't know how to improve it, who hasn't come out yet?"

No one answered. He was greeted only by the sound of music that was getting faster and faster.

Xiao Yan looked at the corpses on the ground and faintly felt that something was wrong.

This corpse ...... Have you seen it anywhere?

He didn't want to think about it, and in the next second, there was a scream from the crowd.

A headless green corpse suddenly burst into flames, and slammed his hands into the legs of one of the gangsters, who screamed and beat hard, but to no avail.

Soon, his face changed, he no longer had the strength to beat, and he fell down with a muffled grunt.

The blood spit out from the corner of his mouth was also with green silk.

Everyone was shocked and retreated, only to see the fallen corpses standing up one after another, as if they were immortal.

And their movements, speed, are far faster and more agile than before.

"This is no longer an ordinary medicine corpse...... "Old Gang Leader Lu took a deep breath, moved his palm lightly, and slowly put on a desperate posture.