Chapter 121: The Corpse Farm
So these people hurriedly confessed and apologized to Mo Jiyu: "This Taoist friend, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I actually collided with Taoist friends, and I hope that the tour guide can forgive me a lot." ”
Mo Jiyu snorted lightly: "Why should I forgive you?"
"As long as the Taoist friends can forgive us, we are willing to do anything. A few people said in a bit of a panic.
The corners of Mo Jiyu's mouth hooked slightly: "Are you really willing to do anything?"
Several people nodded hurriedly.
Mo Jiyu smiled with satisfaction: "Then I will have to bear more on you tonight." ”
A few people nodded again and again, thinking that it was just a little demon and a little devil, not to mention that having this out-of-body monk here was enough to ensure the safety of several of them.
"Tell me about the characteristics of that person. Mo Jiyu returned to his position and said to the middle-aged man.
"The man spoke like a man but not a man, he was covered in blood, and his eyes were as fierce as a wolf, and when he gnawed on his calves, those eyes would turn blood-red. ”
"He's not like a man, he's more like a wolf. The middle-aged man finally said.
Mo Jiyu thought for a moment, this strange person was either a wolf demon or a demon.
It's like that demon cultivator in Stone City, eating human flesh and drinking human blood.
Mo Jiyu came to that place under the guidance of a domestic servant.
She cautiously stepped into the place, and sure enough, she smelled a strong smell of blood, and when she looked closely, the ground was pitch black, and the floor tiles were even stained with some fresh flesh and blood.
And there were a few human bones in the corner.
"Aren't you all cleaning up?" Mo Jiyu said with a fierce frown, the smell was too bad.
"We don't usually dare to approach this place, and if it weren't for the Immortal Chief's guidance, I wouldn't want to come. ”
Mo Jiyu nodded, covered his feet with a thin layer of ice and stepped into this place.
The further you go inside, the stronger the smell of blood becomes, Mo Jiyu covered her nose and looked down at the ground.
There was still fresh flesh left over from last night on the ground, and even tendons on top of it.
Mo Jiyu twisted his eyes a little disgusted, but found something on a floor tile.
She covered her hands with a thin layer of ice, shrouded her entire body in the barrier, and then crouched down cautiously.
Otherwise, if the clothes on her body were stained with any stain on the ground, she would immediately take off the robe and throw it away.
I have several places to go, so it's better to save some.
She reached out and tapped lightly on a floor tile, making a crisp sound.
I knocked on a few more floor tiles next to it, and they all made a muffled sound.
Mo Jiyu conjured an ice blade and inserted a thin blade into the gap of the floor tiles, using a force in his hand.
The floor tile became a little loose, Mo Jiyu made persistent efforts, condensed spiritual power in his hand, and forcefully pried the floor tile open.
Suddenly a foul smell came, Mo Jiyu couldn't help but close his sense of smell, seeing the stumps placed randomly under the floor tiles, he really couldn't help the nausea in his heart, his stomach churned, and he couldn't help retching.
The servant didn't seal his sense of smell, and the stench almost made him faint.
He pinched his nose and dared to step forward to take a look.
The soles of the feet are adhered to the ground, so that the servants can't help but use some strength to move their feet, and when they lift their feet, they make a numbing sound on the scalp.
The servant walked to the pried open floor tiles, took a bold look, and was startled by the rotten and smelly stumps placed indiscriminately under the floor tiles, and then his stomach churned, and he hurriedly ran aside to vomit.
Mo Jiyu forcibly held back the nausea in his stomach, looking at the rotten stumps under the floor tiles, it must have been a while, according to what the middle-aged man said, this should have lasted for about two months.
It seems that the reason for the man's eating is one thing, and the other reason is that this is a very suitable place for corpses.
And being a corpse breeding ground must be related to demon cultivation.
Mo Jiyu tapped his toes and flew onto the roof.
She carefully looked at the layout of the entire mansion, and according to what the senior brother told her how to determine the time of the corpse raising place, she finally determined a time, and this corpse breeding place existed for about a year.
As long as the corpses are continuously transported, the ordinary corpse breeding ground will mature in about half a year, and the active time of this corpse breeding ground is the time when the cannibal flesh appears.
And according to the development of this corpse breeding land, it will only take about a month and a half to mature, and a demon bone can be born from it.
Mo Jiyu held the Ice Condensation Sword in her hand, she swung the magic sword, and set up a magic circle above the house, preparing to give that demon cultivator a sword to seal her throat tonight.
Mo Jiyu flew down to the roof, and as soon as she landed on the ground, she heard someone shouting her name.
She turned her head and saw that it was Wen Yan.
Wen Yan didn't know why she came here, and when she saw the way she looked, she hurriedly walked over.
"Ji Yu, how could I meet you here?" he smiled softly at Mo Ji Yu, completely covering up the murderous aura carried by the Sword Pavilion, leaving only the warmth of the warm jade hand.
"Wen Daoyou, why are you here?" Mo Jiyu was also a little surprised to meet Wen Yan here.
"As soon as I entered the city, I smelled the smell of corpses, and then I saw a monk set up a circle on a roof and rushed over, and I didn't expect it to be you. Wen said in a very soft tone.
"I came here just to take a break, and then I saw the help list posted by this family, and saw that the reward on it was exactly what I needed, so I came. ”
"It's as simple as discovering this, this just happens to be a corpse breeding ground. Mo Jiyu frowned lightly and said.
"Corpse Raising Place?" Wen Yan didn't expect this to be the result, so he hurriedly probed and found that it was indeed a corpse raising place.
The two men walked to the living room, but they smelled blood.
Mo Jiyu couldn't help but speed up his pace, only to see a few corpses lying at the door of the living room.
These corpses were in a horrible state of death, they had been disemboweled, and there was a large hole in the chest, presumably the heart had been gouged out.
Mo Jiyu just frowned slightly and walked inside, looking at the blood flowing on the ground, feeling a little anxious.
Then she saw the monks of the small sect lying on the ground, with visible wounds on their abdomen, and their calves had been cut off, revealing blood-stained bones and severed limbs that were still bleeding down.
Mo Jiyu walked over quickly, covered his hands with a layer of thin ice, and slightly pressed the dantian of those monks, raised his head and said to Wen Yan: "Their dantian has been dug up. ”。
"This is no ordinary demon cultivator. Wen Yan walked over, looked at the broken dantian of the monks, and shook his head helplessly.