Chapter 677: 'Heavenly Killing' Traces
Hey! It's really unaccustomed to being called a master by such a beautiful girl! It's just that in the martial arts, the division between the sects is so clear, it's really a bit of a feeling that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Seeing that everyone had finished their introductions, Zilong said to the stinger: "Senior brother, now that everyone knows each other, we have all been on the road for a day, it's not early, can you find some food first for us to pad the hunger?"
Hearing this, the stinger smiled embarrassedly and said, "Ah, look at me, I heard that Senior Brother Mo came, and he only cared about talking to you, but he actually forgot about this stubble." After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and said a few words to Nangong Hongyan, and Nangong Hongyan hurriedly ran towards the kitchen in the back hall after hearing this.
At this time, the stinger turned to the two of them and said, "Two senior brothers, there are many people here, and it is inconvenient to speak. Please come with me to the second floor! After saying that, he turned around with a few people and wanted to go upstairs. Evil Yang grabbed Zilong, who was about to keep up, and said to Stinger: "Senior Brother Stinger, I see that this friend of Flame Heaven has also been running around with us for a day, why don't you let him dine with us too! ”
The stinger looked at Yan Tian, who was still standing on the side, in surprise, and then said to Evil Yang: "Since the third senior brother said, how can there be any reason not to allow it, please come with us!" After speaking, he and the ghost Daozi, the Jiuquan Daoist walked slowly to the second floor together, Ziqing pulled Ling'er and Ziyan to follow behind them, and Evil Yang walked with Zilong and Yantian at the rear.
Yan Tian looked at Evil Yang gratefully, as if he had something to say, but Evil Yang stopped him and whispered: "If you have anything to say, it's not too late for us to talk about it in the future, let's feed your stomach first!"
After all, the Dao is not the same, and the 'Badaomen' is also a martial arts anomaly, and it is normal for Yantian, the chief disciple, not to be reused by the righteous people in this place where the heroes gather. It's just that Evil Yang saw that this person's temper seemed to be upright and honest, so he had a good impression of him and looked at him differently.
The group went up to the second floor, turned another corridor, and finally stopped in front of a private room called 'Cirrus Cloud Pavilion'. Stinger pushed open the door and made a gesture of please, and several people did not refuse, and entered the room one by one to sit down with the guests. At this time, Nangong Hongyan also led Xiao Er in with a tray. The wine and food are on the table, and there are a variety of dishes, but they are all Yunnan characteristics that cannot be named. The stinger picked up the wine glass and said to the four of Evil Yang: "Third Senior Brother, Senior Brother Mo, two girls, you have come from afar, and you have lost your welcome below. This cup of wine is considered to be my atonement for your sins, and I will take it for you
The wind washes the dust, and the first thing to do is respect!" After speaking, he drank not a drop of the wine in the cup in one go. The two of them immediately said a few words, drank the wine from their cups, and Ziqing and Ling'er also took a little sip to show their respect.
Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the wine has already passed three rounds. Evil Yang put down the wine glass and said to the Stinger: "Senior Brother Evil Stinger, I see that the wine and food are almost over, you still tell us what happened in this Dali territory that shocked the Central Plains Martial Arts!"
When everyone saw him so solemn, they all put down their cups and chopsticks and listened.
The stinger said: "Here's the thing: five days ago, all the gangs and factions of the Central Plains Martial Arts, whether good or evil, received a secret letter from the 'Yunnan Dali Tianlong Temple' asking for help. The letter probably said that the barbarian tribe in Yunnan, the Wu Gu Clan, had mysteriously disappeared overnight about half a month ago. ”
"Witch Gu Clan!" Almost at the same time, Evil Yang and Zilong both shouted out the name. Isn't the place where the chilling heart goes the 'Witch Evil Mountain Range', where the 'Witch Gu Clan' lives?
"How come the two senior brothers also know about the 'Witch Gu Clan'?" Stinger frowned and asked when he saw that the two of them reacted violently.
Evil Yang was patiently agitated and said to the stinger, "No, no. It's just that it feels weird to hear you say the name, so go on!"
The stinger glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and continued: "This 'witch clan', although the sect is not very prosperous, there are always more than 3,000 people, and they disappeared out of thin air overnight, leaving no news. Do you think it's weird?" Before everyone could speak, Stinger continued, "And that's not the point. The day after the 'Witch Clan' disappeared in horror, the 'Witch Mountain Range' where they lived was shrouded in a thick purple mist. This fog is condensed but not dispersed, and there is a faint red light shining inside, which is very weird. After a few days, a group of businessmen came out of nowhere, not knowing the reason, and they did not listen to the crowd to stop them. I insisted on entering this 'Wuxie Mountain Range', saying that I was looking for some rare herbs that were rare for thousands of years, and I even spent a lot of money to hire a few guides to lead the way. Originally, the locals were afraid of the purple mist, but driven by interests, there were still a few bold villagers who went with them. But later, on the second day after they entered the 'Wuxie Mountain Range', a medicine farmer who went up the mountain to collect medicine found the corpses of this group in the 'Yingyue Lake', which was about six miles away from the Wuxie Mountain Range. If that counts as a corpse. Stinger swallowed with difficulty
"The letter said that these mutilated corpses were all torn in the chest and abdomen, and the skin and flesh were turned outward, apparently formed by forcibly tearing them from the body with great force. Their entire vertebrae, from the skull to the tail vertebrae, were ripped out of their bodies and disappeared, along with their brains. What is even more incomprehensible is that none of the corpses have left eyeballs. Only a deep bloody hole was left on the skin. And the corners of their slightly upturned mouths formed a weird smile, but this smile was definitely not artificially imposed. It's the smile that the deceased kept at the moment of death. ”
Stinger saw that everyone was staring at him, and listened to him calmly. He hurriedly drank the tea on the table, moistened his throat and said, "And this is only the beginning of this horrible nightmare. Immediately afterward, the dense purple mist that lingered in the 'Wuxie Mountain Range' quickly spread towards the crowded place as if it had received some kind of drive. There are already more than a dozen villages under the 'Wuxie Mountain Range' that have been shrouded in this purple mist, and what is even more terrifying is that the villagers in these villages shrouded in the purple mist have all turned into the appearance of those corpses in the 'Reflecting Moon Lake' overnight. No, to be exact, zombies that look like those corpses! Moreover, the fog carrying a large number of zombies seems to spread faster than before. ”
"What?" Evil Yang and Zilong were surprised in unison.
Stinger poured another cup of tea, took a sip and said to the two, "So, the two senior brothers should also know the serious consequences of letting this purple mist continue to spread, right?"
Moreover, not to mention the speed at which the mist disperses and the power of the mist's poisonous gas, if a large number of the vertebral zombies produced in the mist flow out, how many ordinary people can compete with them? Thinking of this, the evil yang asked the stinger: "Listen to what you said, you have been in this Dali city for a few days, haven't you thought of a way to control the spread of this mist?"
Stinger replied: "Why not? The restaurant we are in now is actually an axis of the magic circle set up to suppress the purple mist. ”
By the way, no wonder Ziqing would say that there is a very peculiar 'Guigumen' magic circle here. That ghost Daozi must be the person who set up the formation of this magic array! However, such a small formation can only protect this 'Cherishing Moon Tower' at best, and how can the entire Dali City be compared with this 'Cherishing Moon Tower', how can it be suppressed? The doubts in his heart not only made the evil yang turn his head to look at the founder of this formation, Ghost Daozi.