If you don't look at the clothes of the pedestrians on the street, then the night scene of Shacheng is no different from that of the Central Plains, and it is even more lively than the evening market of the Central Plains. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Su Qingyao and I were following behind the Fireheart Dao people, walking unhurriedly on the street, and I muttered, "Senior Su, so Li Yanzong is also a dark wizard?"

Su Qingyao said: "It's not bad for you to say that, how many wizards who are raised by people as ghosts are good? ”

Coming out of the restaurant, Su Qingyao was telling me about the dark wizard all the way. Long ago, when witchcraft first arose as a cure for people and to protect tribes from natural and man-made disasters, the belief in witchcraft at that time was based on righteousness. But later, witchcraft was gradually used in tribal warfare, just because the weird and unexpected effects of witchcraft often caught the opponent off guard and suffered defeat, and the tribes in the Western Regions were perennial scuffle, whether it was for self-protection or for the sake of fighting for territory, witchcraft became indispensable to the war between the tribes in the Western Regions, and the witchcraft of saving people also became a means of killing. The profession of wizard is very popular in the Western Regions, there are high and low wizards, there are powerful people, and there are also people who are simple in Taoism, but wizards are not sages, and there are bloodthirsty people. Su Qingyao told me that in the Western Regions, this kind of wizard who specializes in witchcraft to harm people and raise people into ghosts is regarded as an evil Gu master by the people of the Western Regions. And the wizard who is more cruel than the evil Gu Master is the Dark Wizard.

The black wizards regarded people as grass mustard, and they advocated that the rivers and seas, plants, trees, mountains and rivers between heaven and earth were all built by small insects, even humans and animals. So in their eyes, man is just a worm-like existence.

Su Qingyao turned his head to look at me, and said with a smile: "Are you still worried about the origin of that Li Yanzong?"

I said, "I just think this person is weird." ”

Su Qingyao said: "What is there to worry about. The lives of the three of them are now in our hands, if Gu Xiaoyou still looks at them unpleasantly, after the antidote to the poison is refined, I will go and tell the owner of the village to kill the three of them, anyway, the three of them caused a catastrophe in Chenzhou City, and they deserve to die. ”

He said something arrogant, but I couldn't help laughing, the word murder came out of his mouth, and it was always a little unrelated to him as a person.

I was about to speak, when suddenly there was a commotion in the streets to the north. When I climbed the heights and looked, I saw many people running in the north direction.

We were all taken aback, and when we turned our heads to look again, the owners and men who were still setting up barbecue stalls on both sides of the street had also left their jobs and ran towards them.

We all stopped, and the Fireheart Daoist turned his head and said, "Ziyan, go see what's going on?"

Zi Yan, who had been following behind the Fire Heart Dao person, hugged his fist and said, "Yes, master." ”

After speaking, Ziyan followed the crowd on the street and squeezed towards the northwest street, only for a while, Ziyan hurriedly ran back again, hugged his fist towards the Huoxin Daoist and said, "Tell the master, there are blood mosquitoes outside the north street." ”

I was a little baffled, but I saw the Huoxin Daoist nodded, turned to look at the people of the Central Plains and Cheng Fuhai, and said with a smile: "Everyone, the blood mosquito has appeared, it seems that the miasma of the death swamp is about to dissipate, so it's better for me to leave quickly." Ziyan, quickly go and inform the disciples of all sects, and everyone will meet in a place one mile northwest of Shacheng!"

Ziyan hurriedly hugged the Huoxin Daoist and said, "Yes!"

The miasma of the Swamp of Death is about to dissipate? Ziyan answered and ran towards the back of the Shacheng earthen house, and Su Qingyao and I also ran with him.

Our tent was not far from here, and I was a little caught off guard by turning two dirt alleys, and I couldn't help but panic, not expecting that the miasma of the Death Swamp would dissipate at this time.

The street was full of running people, all holding bamboo cages and larger porcelain jars, cheering and running towards North Street. I even saw some staggering old men, holding a long pole with a net in their hands, running towards the north street. Looking at the backs of these people, I couldn't help but wonder, and said, "Senior Su, what are the blood mosquitoes? Why are these people so happy when they learn that there are blood mosquitoes on Northwest Street?"

Su Qingyao pressed the cloth bag on his waist with one hand while running, and said: "The blood mosquito is a kind of spirit insect in the swamp of death, and it is a good medicine for healing injuries and diseases. The miasma on the periphery of the Death Swamp isolates the inside and outside of the Death Swamp, and the blood mosquitoes are the mosquitoes on the edge of the Death Swamp, and they cannot enter or exit only when the miasma dissipates. There is only one chance to catch blood mosquitoes once in ten years, and the people here naturally want to catch more. ”

I answered and stopped talking, and ran with him to the lodgings.

As soon as we arrived at the place where we were stationed, many people had already stepped out of their tents, and the core disciples of the various sects were gathering people. Su Qingyao ran towards Han Xiao's tent, and I ran to my and Su Qingyao's tent to hold the Shadow Chasing Sword in my hand, and when I came out again, all the brothers of the Eighteen Swords had already walked out of the account. Han Xiaozheng asked Su Qingyao with a serious face, "Mr. Su, is the miasma of the Death Swamp really dispersed?"

Su Qingyao nodded and said, "Dispersed, the Fire Heart Dao people ordered us to rush to the northwest and meet there." ”

Han Xiao said, "Okay, Mr. Su." Three-eyed, you take a few brothers and hurry to load the wagon. ”

Our carriage was parked at the back of our tent, and the horses pulling the carriage were always tied to the carriage, and the horse harness and rope were never removed, which was specially arranged by Cheng Fuhai in case of sudden changes.

After we carried the six big wooden boxes to the carriage and tied them up, the people of the Kunlun faction, the Emei faction, the Xuantiemen and the Daming Gate were all assembled, and a group of people began to run towards the northwest under the leadership of Ziyan.

The place where we are stationed is located in the back of the sand city earthen house, from here you only need to go around the sand city along the rear sand road, it seems to go around a big circle, but it is actually a shortcut, if so many of us pass through the sand city, in the current situation, it is inevitable that there will be some congestion, but it is better to go now.

The city of Sand has no walls. As we headed northwest, we could see the endless stream of people in the sand city, and our team of 2,000 men did not attract too many side glances as they ran past them, as if the blood mosquitoes rushing out of the swamp of death attracted all their attention.

Outside the sand city is a vast sea of sand, the sky is a little muddy, and the sky three miles away from the north of the sand city is even more dim, even if it is dark, you can see a monstrous black mist in the vague night sky.

Walking on the sand, a group of us ran quickly towards the northwest in obscurity, and there were a lot of people pouring out of the sand city, but they all ran towards the north, gradually distancing themselves from us. After walking for about a mile, I saw the figures of the Fire Heart Dao and the Central Plains. They were standing on a high spot in the sand and looking north, and in the vast desert to the north of them, hundreds of red points of light floated here and there. From our point of view, the group of red points of light hovered in the low sky, twinkling and flashing, like stars.

The distance was a bit far, and I couldn't see the specific appearance of those red points of light, but I was already sure in my heart that those red points of light were blood mosquitoes.

I don't know how far the Death Swamp is from Shacheng, I have observed from a distance during the day when I bought rotting corpses with Su Qingyao, the north of Shacheng is a continuous desert, and I don't see any fertile soil such as forests and mountains, where are there any swamps? But since the blood mosquito has appeared, it is enough to prove that the miasma of the Death Swamp is dissipating. While I was running with Su Qingyao and them, I looked north. The desert to the north is filled with smoke, and the sky is covered with a sea of fog above the sandy land. Probably the Swamp of Death is behind this monstrous sea of smoke, right?

The place where the Fireheart Dao people were standing was still a long way from the sea of fog, but when we came behind the Fireheart Dao people, I still smelled a very pungent smell wafting in the air. The smell was like fermented dung heaps mixed with the smell of rotting corpses, and people couldn't help but want to vomit.

I couldn't help but feel horrified, the sea of fog in the distance is still far away from us, and Rao is so disgusting that it emits such a foul smell, if you are in the sea of fog, wouldn't it be to smoke people to death?

Ziyan hugged the Huoxin Daoist and them, then took out a wet white face towel from a bag around his waist and handed it to the Huoxin Daoist, who took the face towel and said, "Distribute all the cloth towels." ”

Ziyan responded, and hurriedly greeted the other Kunlun sect disciples. It was only then that I realized that these Kunlun sect disciples were carrying a small wet bag in their hands, and the bag was opened, and it was filled with pieces of white wet cloth towels.

A Kunlun sect disciple handed me a cloth towel, I sniffed it in front of my nose, there was no special smell on it, and Su Qingyao on the side smiled and said: "Gu Xiaoyou, this is the clear leaf dew of the Kunlun sect, which can offset some of these miasma." ”

I nodded, wrapping the cloth around my nose. Sure enough, as soon as the cloth towel was put on, the pungent smell could no longer be smelled, and the person breathed behind the cloth towel, as if he was inhaling fresh air.

I couldn't stop admiring it, and I turned my head to look around, but I couldn't help but smile. Now each of us has a cloth towel around our faces, and if we don't look closely, we can't tell who it is, but like a group of masked bandits.

The face towel was brought, but the Fireheart Dao people were not in a hurry to set off, but stood in place and waited. A group of us stood behind a few of them, and we didn't dare to say much.

After waiting for a while, the blood mosquitoes with red spots of light on their bodies gradually flew towards us, and I could see their appearance clearly. This is indeed a mosquito, but these blood mosquitoes are very different from ordinary mosquitoes. It was larger than an ordinary mosquito, half the size of a man's fist, and the mouthparts of his mouth were almost like black embroidery needles, and on his back were two pairs of broad wings with colored lines. Their bellies are bulging and covered with a transparent membrane, from which the red light comes out. At the very end of their abdomen, which glowed red, there were two long, slender red tails.

I was a little surprised. The bodies of these blood mosquitoes can be said to be very hideous, but the colorful wings on their backs are unusually good-looking, like two pairs of large wings of colored butterflies, and the back does not match the front body at all.

These blood mosquitoes don't fly high enough that we can reach out and catch them, but they don't mean to stay above our heads, and they fly slowly towards the south in swarms.

Many people in the team began to reach out to catch these blood mosquitoes, and the Fire Heart Dao people did not stop them. This blood mosquito is also strange, it is caught without the slightest resistance, it is really like an ordinary mosquito, but the body has changed, but the temperament has not changed. No wonder the people in Sand City are not afraid of these blood mosquitoes.

Su Qingyao caught two blood mosquitoes and put them in his bamboo cage, and when he saw me looking at them, he smiled and said, "Gu Xiaoyou, this time in ten years, when you enter the swamp of death, you won't be able to find these blood mosquitoes if you want to." Hey. ”

I smiled and didn't speak. Looking up into the distance, the sea of fog was getting thicker and thicker, rolling and tumbling endlessly.

It's like a black sea of fire.