Chapter 30 Long-tailed Blood Mosquito III

Of course, I remember the name Zhuoerzamu, when he was under the Chenzhou prison, Li Yanzong told me his story, in which he mentioned this great wizard named Zhuoerzamu. www.biquge.info According to Li Yanzong, he is Zhuoerzamu's apprentice. But at that time, I just thought that Li Yanzong was full of nonsense, and the things he said were too bizarre, and I didn't take it seriously at all.

But now it seems that this Zhuo Erzamu does exist, so what Li Yanzong said is not all false.

My heart couldn't help beating hard, and I suddenly thought of the Black Forest that Su Qingyao talked about not long ago, and suddenly knew that it was Li Yanzong who mentioned it, and said, "Dare to ask this gentleman, is there a place called the Black Forest near the Death Swamp?"

The old man smiled: "Naturally, there is, the Black Forest is a hundred miles southwest of the Death Swamp......

"Jackals in the Dark Forest?"

His face stiffened, looked me up and down a few times, nodded slowly, and said, "There used to be a lot of jackals, but I don't know what the reason is, those jackals have disappeared inexplicably." Hey, I think about it, how do you know it so clearly? These were thirty or forty years ago. ”

There really is!

I held back the shock in my heart, and said, "There was once a great witch in the Black Forest, a man named Huoduo?"

As soon as I said this, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly, shouting, "I knew that you were a strange person, you were a dark wizard!"

I was stunned, looking at him inexplicably, but he stared at me with frightened eyes, and when he stepped back, he fell to the ground, pointed at me and shouted: "Don't come, I'll give you whatever you want, don't come over!"

Su Qingyao also stood up and said, "Don't panic, old man, we don't have malicious ......"

As he spoke, he stepped forward to pick up the old man, but the old man waved the wooden stick in his hand to his chest, and shouted, "Go away! I will not make a deal with you, leave my house!"

At this time, his whole person seemed to be crazy, looking at us as if he had seen something evil, Su Qingyao hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't be angry, old man, let's leave." ”

After speaking, Su Qingyao pulled me out until we walked out of the tent, and the old man was still yelling in the tent.

I didn't expect things to turn out like this, I took a few steps back, stayed away from the stall, Su Qingyao said with a straight face: "Gu Xiaoyou has been to the Western Regions, but the old man remembers that you are here for the first time, how do you know about the Black Forest?"

I didn't know how to explain it to him, so I told him the story that Li Yanzong told me briefly, and when I finished speaking, Su Qingyao laughed out loud and said, "Gu Xiaoyou, if you say that he is a disciple of Zhuoer Zamu, the old man still believes in three points, but he said that he has become a monster, it is ridiculous." As decent people, do you believe in these things?"

I stopped, a little speechless. Maybe Li Yanzong was really Zhuo Erzamu's apprentice and learned a lot of witchcraft, or maybe he had traveled between the Death Swamp and even the countries of the Western Regions, and he had a wide range of knowledge, and he knew very well about snakeworms, so he was able to cultivate a monster like a dragonworm. But if he was a bug himself, now that I think about it, I was really making a fuss just now.

Admittedly, how can a person become a worm?

Since I stepped into the Western Regions, I have more or less learned a little bit about the art of witchcraft, and I am often with Su Qingyao, and it is difficult not to know anything about the art of witchcraft. I've always thought that people are people, and they can't be any other ghosts, let alone soar in the daytime. But during this time, I have been exposed to more witchcraft, and I almost forgot these very simple truths, maybe different regional cultures and customs affect different people, and over time, even the impossible is thought to be possible.

Su Qingyao had already walked forward, and looking at his back, I couldn't help but laugh. It seems that I am indeed suspicious, and before I know it, I have been swallowed by the witch culture of the Western Regions.

I quickened my pace and followed, and said, "Senior Su has also heard of the name of Zhuo Erzamu?"

Su Qingyao nodded and said, "I've heard a little, I heard that this person has been wandering around the Death Swamp all year round, and the older generation knows him." ”

"But why haven't I heard from my predecessors?"

Su Qingyao said: "It was all decades ago, who still remembers him? There are many powerful witches in the Western Regions, all of them are gathered in the famous tribes, and the wizards who are famous in this chaotic place, even if the witchcraft is high in the Western Regions, they are not very famous, they are only limited to being famous here." ”

I said: "That's not likely, Li Yanzong can cultivate such a terrifying worm, if his master is really Zhuo Erzamu, I think that the witchcraft of this Zhuo Erzamu will not be low." Senior Su, when you said that when refining the antidote to poison, would Li Yanzong play tricks?"

Su Qingyao laughed and said, "No matter whether this Zhuoerzamu witchcraft is high or low, it is beneficial and harmless to us." If Li Yanzong is really Zhuo Erzamu's apprentice, then it means that this person has real skills, and there is no harm in refining the antidote to poison for us. Even if he said some foolish words, with his sorcery attainments, now that the three brothers and sisters are poisoned, he will not dare to play any tricks, and he will try his best to refine the antidote to the poison. ”

I nodded to myself. No matter who this Zhuo Erzamu is, he is also a dead man now, at this time, it is completely out of the three of Li Yanzong, the safety measures that can be thought of Cheng Fuhai have already been discussed with the Central Plains, and this time the refining of the poison antidote is refined in the Kunlun faction, and there are Shaobai Dao people and Tianyi to supervise their alchemy, even if Li Yanzong has any tricks, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape the eyes of Shaobai Dao people. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh again that Cheng Fuhai was thoughtful, and it seemed that every step had been thought out by him. But I don't think that Cheng Fuhai came specifically for the antidote to the poison this time, I'm afraid most of it was for the hidden organization on the rivers and lakes.

Everything about this secret organization, except for the grimace, I still don't know. However, seeing that Cheng Fuhai and Tianyi are so cautious, it is not easy to come to this secret organization. What kind of organization is this?

When we returned to our accommodation, it was getting late, and Tuva, the lord of Sand City, held a banquet for us in the most luxurious restaurant in the city to show our friendship and help the Seven Great Sects to fight the Demon Cult together. After three rounds of drinking, Tuva chatted happily with the Fireheart Daoist, and from their chat, I learned that it turned out that Tuva had been favored by the Kunlun faction in his early years before he became the lord of Shacheng.

The Western Regions are vast, mostly mountains, forests and grasses, and there are countless tribes. In the east, there are four major tribes in Tibet, which regard themselves as the four major feudal kings, and in the north, there are small united states in the Western Regions such as the Xia, Uighurs, and Black Khans in the west, and scattered tribes in the southwest. Among these scattered tribes, the two major tribes of Wushan and Bloody Hand are the largest, and there are also many subordinate small tribes. There is a small tribe in the Bloody Hand Clan's sphere of influence, called the Tashan Clan, and Tuva is the Tashan Clan. The Tashan clan is small, after the battle between the two realms in the Shenlong Cave, when the miasma in the Death Swamp was not yet great, it once attracted a lot of treasure hunters, and Tuva came to the Death Swamp at that time. However, unlike other people who hunted for treasures, Tuva started a merchant business here and opened a tavern to stay overnight. At first, Tuva thought that he could make some money and quit, but more and more people came, and Tuva also saw the huge business opportunities here, so he continued to do it here for a long time. It wasn't until later that Sand City slowly rose to prominence, and Tuva's business grew larger and bigger in the area, and finally he became the lord of Sand City with his rich fortune, and the first tavern he opened in this area was also built into the city lord's mansion. The two sides of the righteous and demonic battles, although the demon sect was defeated, but the remnants still made a stir here for a time, refused to leave, and often disturbed in the sand city. Twenty years ago, the seven major sects gathered for the first time to come to Shacheng to fight the demons together, and the remnants of the Demon Sect met with decent people in Shacheng, and there were some confrontations. It was at that time that the Fireheart Daoist took action and saved Tuva's life from the Demon Sect's knife.

Listening to Tuva tell the past of the past, the Demon Cult in his mouth seems to be a group of ruthless tigers and wolves, killing people when they see them, just listening to me can think of the severity of the situation at that time. But if I want to tell the people of the Demon Cult a murderous one, I can't say it.

During the banquet, Su Qingyao still told Cheng Fuhai about Zhuoerzamu, Cheng Fuhai didn't care, but said that this time he went to the Death Swamp just to pick the ghost head grass, and asked us not to think about it. In fact, what Su Qingyao said is right, whether Zhuo Erzamu is Li Yanzong's master or not, it has nothing to do with us, what is related is that Li Yanzong is willing to refine the antidote to poison for us. Our worries are a bit unnecessary.

By the time the feast had dispersed, it was already dark. We said goodbye to Tuva and headed to our accommodation. There were not many people who came to the dinner, except for the Fire Heart Dao people, a few of them were the middle and high-level of the sect, and they were the core disciples of some sects. The wine in Shacheng is not as spicy as the wine of the Central Plains, it is a special wine, and the wine looks like blood, but the taste is very sweet and not easy to intoxicate.

The night view of Shacheng is also quite lively, no worse than in the daytime. People here like to eat barbecue, there are many barbecue stalls on the street, their barbecue stalls use a large iron frame, the iron frame is placed on the hollow iron plate, the meat is cut into pieces and placed on the iron plate, sprinkled with some condiments, and when the meat is cooked, it can be eaten. At the dinner, we ate barbecued meat, of course, Tuva could not order someone to barbecue meat in the temple in front of so many of us, but put the barbecued meat in porcelain basins, and we ate the meat that was tested in the basins.

I was very filled, but when I saw the many barbecue stalls on the street, and the aroma was overflowing, I still felt a little unsatisfied. Whether it is red wine or barbecue, it is delicious, and it is no wonder that Hu Xiaonan, the owner of Shadow Moon Villa, is so worried about the fine wine in Shacheng.