Dead tree mound coffin Yizhuang

Desolate and dilapidated, evil and gloomy

At the moment when Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an successfully crossed the Pure River and stepped into the corpse living area, the first feeling that greeted them was full of all kinds of bad negative factors, as if they had finally entered the country of the dead, and a trace of chill was rising up the backbone, and there was always a feeling of coldness.

"Brother Sanzi, what about your clan?" Su Yang stared around curiously, he could feel the attention of his gaze, but he didn't see another corpse clansman, as if in the entire gloomy environment, there were only three corpses of Su Yang Zhan'an, or even the three corpses around him, all of them were a strange shell without a soul.

In the face of Su Yang's inquiry, the third son of the corpse said enthusiastically: "It's still daytime, most people are still sleeping and practicing, I was a little hungry alone, so I woke up early to hunt for food, I didn't expect to meet you." But don't worry, when I come back, I have already informed the patriarch and told them that they have come to collect guests, otherwise there will be no coffin to cross the river to pick us up. ”

Su Yang squinted his eyes, and suddenly seemed to feel something, and when he looked back keenly, he heard a bang, and a coffin that had just lifted a little gap suddenly closed in a very nervous way.

Su Yang immediately understood something, and didn't say anything, just looked up at the sky and asked, "Forgive me for being ignorant, I have also entered this world for a few days, and the world has always been the same, where is the day and night?"

The third son of the corpse said with a smile: "The situation here is a little special, the fifteenth is like this, the fifteenth will be dark, so one round trip is counted as one month, we all calculate it like this." Of course, the more important reason is because we are all dead. The dead are more sensitive to day and night than the living."

Su Yang squinted and didn't know what to think, and continued to smile and asked, "By the way, I don't know what we are going to do next?

The third son replied: "Of course we will go now, we have not had a living person here for thousands of years." Not for a long time...... Well, anyway, I met our patriarch. You know everything. ”

Su Yang seemed to understand something, and didn't ask anything more tentatively, but just chatted with the third son of the corpse enthusiastically without a word, and finally came to the center of the corpse settlement, where a different tomb appeared.

The reason why it is described as different is that this tomb is different from the mound seen earlier, it is made of very strong stone bricks, and the shape is unique. There's an alternative aesthetic, and there's not a hint of weeds overall.

If the grave is equivalent to the house of the living for the corpse, then the outer mound is a private house, and the stone tomb is a luxury villa, and the treatment is judged differently.

However, after the third son of the corpse opened a stone door in front of the stone tomb in a unique way and led Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an to enter, Su Yang found that there was a cave in this place, and this stone tomb was not a luxury villa at all, but a castle-level mansion.

Or rather, the specifications inside the stone tomb. Basically, they are already on the verge of catching up with the imperial tomb, and even the tomb of the first emperor in history.

Precious stones such as night pearls are dotted into the starry sky, and various strange objects such as mercury are transformed into flowing rivers. Coupled with the white jade slab, the palace-like mausoleum coffin is partial to the room, this style actually gave Su Yang and Zhan Ping a special sense of art.

It's kind of interesting

The corners of Su Yang's mouth rose slightly, feeling that this corpse clan is definitely not simple, it seems that it has been formed for a long time, and its own culture has basically been born.

Just when Su Yang was thinking like this, the third son of the corpse led Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an to a side room, where there were tables and chairs, obviously a special place to receive guests.

"Someone," the third son seemed to be very familiar with this. With a loud roar, I saw a little corpse maid yawning over. The moment he saw the third son, his face immediately changed, and his posture was already very respectful.

"The third son. You're back" The little maid of the corpse clan is still a little tired, maybe just like the third son of the corpse said, the corpse basically sleeps during the day, and only comes out at night to move.

But at this moment, Su Yang's attention is not here, it is the name of the little maid of the corpse clan for the third son of the corpse, which reveals a lot of information, it turns out that the third eldest in the family he said before is the third son of the patriarch of the corpse clan, this identity and status are not simple.

The third son of the corpse seemed to notice this, grinned at Su Yang, and said: "My identity is nothing, I just live better than others in the corpse clan, and it is my father who really makes the decision." ”

After speaking, the third son of the corpse changed his face and became cold, and said to the little maid of the corpse clan: "Why don't you hurry up and bring the tea and pastries, don't you see that there are distinguished guests to entertain here?"

The little maid of the corpse tribe immediately left in fear, and brought a lot of things in a few moments, dark green tea, black pastries, whether it can be eaten or not, whether it is poisonous, anyway, Zhan Ping is not afraid to taste it.

However, Su Yang showed a very strong interest, picked up the tea and sniffed it slightly on the tip of his nose, immediately raised his eyebrows, took a sip, and suddenly felt a chill fall down his throat into his lower abdomen, as if taking a comfortable cold bath in summer, and the whole person groaned comfortably.

Then, Su Yang picked up the black pastry and observed it carefully, raised his eyebrows again, and took a bite, the entrance was soft and glutinous, fragrant and sweet, and there was a cool feeling, as if he was eating top-notch sorbet.

Don't look at Su Yang's happy eating, Zhan Ping'an was trembling for a while, how can these corpses eat things indiscriminately, aren't they afraid of eating something unclean and eating themselves like a living dead?

When the third son of the corpse watched Su Yang taste the fragrant tea and food, his eyes immediately lit up, and the whole person was much more enthusiastic, and asked curiously: "In the past, when living people came to us, they didn't dare to drink tea, wine, or pastries and meals, and they wasted a piece of our hearts." Hehe, it's still Brother Su who is interesting enough, I like to eat and I'll turn around and make people more."

Not only that, but the third son of the corpse immediately took action, so that the little maid of the corpse clan, Zhang Luo, ate and drank well, and soon a full table was served, and there was no shortage of some strange things, just looking at it was a little shocking.

Su Yang basically didn't refuse to come, but he didn't eat everything, in short, he was relatively happy.

Zhan Ping An is a little unclear. Frowning for a moment, he couldn't hold back his divine sense and asked, "Aren't you afraid of eating yourself to death?" Or if you eat the living dead, we don't have the ability to save you." ”

Su Yang's silent divine sense replied, "Have you forgotten that I am a Dan Master? What not to eat, I know better than you do. Come. Whatever I've eaten, you can eat with confidence, there are a lot of good things in it. ”

Zhan Ping'an was even more curious, and continued to ask with his divine sense: "What good things can the dead eat?"

Su Yang's divine sense replied: "This tea, if I guess correctly, is fried with the meat leaves and whiskers of the Sanyin meat ginseng, and each bite can have a good nourishment for the flesh." Drinking too much can enhance the defense against yin attribute damage;And this black pastry,It's made of Xuanyin mushroom.,And it's a Xuanyin mushroom that has grown to nine leaves.,On weekdays, this thing can cure yin injuries a little bit.,I'm not willing to use it.,Now it's in front of me to let me eat.,It's a fool not to eat;And this kind of ......"

Su Yang always introduced several kinds of pastries and fragrant teas, anyway, they are all very demanding on the environment, and it is extremely difficult for the outside world to find treasure medicines, but it is not harmful to eat them. And even immensely helpful.

Zhan Ping'an does not believe in evil, in line with Su Yang's intention that she can eat and dare to eat, he began to taste each of the cakes introduced by Su Yang has a unique taste, not only did he not feel any discomfort after eating, but the power of the cold surrounding him dissipated a lot invisibly, and he did not need Zhan Ping'an to maintain the vitality in his body at all times, he could successfully resist.

In this way, tasting fragrant tea and eating pastries, Su Yang has his spare time. Then he asked, "Brother Sanzi, I don't know your father." He is also the patriarch of the corpse clan, when will he come?"

The third son of the corpse still replied so enthusiastically: "Brother Su doesn't know anything. We corpses are dead people, and our cultivation methods are different from yours, and in many cases we spend our time in deep sleep, so in the case of not waking up actively, it takes a process to wake up, and the deeper the cultivation, the slower the process of awakening. But it should be soon, it should be another stick of incense, and my father will return. ”

The time that the third son said was still a relatively conservative time, and before the time for a stick of incense arrived, Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an suddenly moved, their faces changed, and they felt a powerful aura awaken in the depths of the mausoleum.

A preacherous saint?

Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an's eyes narrowed again, and each other's spirits immediately rose to the limit, and then they heard a roar, accompanied by the trembling of the earth, and began to move towards the direction where Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an were at a very fast speed.

Under the pressure of the strong enemy, Zhan Ping'an couldn't help but want to enter the state of imminent battle immediately, but was suppressed by Su Yang raising his hand, shaking his head slightly, signaling not to act rashly for the time being, it seems that it is not yet time.

At this moment, the vibration had already come to the outside of the side room, and under the unwilling trembling of the door, a huge ball of flesh squeezed in.

Yes, this guy who came in was seven or eight feet tall, and his width was five or six feet, and he was covered with white flowers, and the whole was oval-shaped, and the tonnage was probably not small, and the legs of the meat fell like a stake, making the earth tremble every time.

It can be said that in the Three Thousand Worlds, and even in the Great Cultivation Domain, there are many characters with different forms, but the shape of a large meat ball like this can be described as very rare.

However, at this moment, Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an did not dare to laugh at each other, not only because the other party was the patriarch of the corpse clan, and his cultivation was also unfathomable, although he had not really reached the level of a Daoist Saint, but he had already stepped into it with half a foot, and he was infinitely close to the realm of a Daoist Saint, and it could almost be said that it was difficult to meet an opponent at the level of a half-step Saint.

In addition, what special abilities the corpse clan has, Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an are still uncertain, but the other party's cultivation is still within the controllable range, at least it can be guaranteed that they can escape if they can't fight, which is already much better than Su Yang and Zhan Ping'an's psychological expectations.

All in all, if the other party has no malicious intent, it's okay to talk about it. To be continued

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