Chapter 52: The Ghost Valley Wicked Man Sect
At the foot of Meishan, Sanchakou Village Restaurant.
The corpses of nine big men were burned in minutes, and the bones were gone.
The black flames burned the flesh and blood as if there had never been a battle here. Everyone present began to rub their eyes, and they all thought that they were dazzled, it was too weird.
The shopkeeper squatted on the ground, and stretched out his hand to touch the ashes: "It's really alive, how can it be, it's all gone, is it poisoning? But everyone is dead, what kind of poison is there?"
The vendors and diners present also began to talk in whispers, but no results were obtained.
Ning Hongdou was also confused.
And then.
On a spring night when he was still very excited, he suddenly jumped to the ashes, squatted down, carefully pinched up a little black ash, and then put it under his nose and sniffed it vigorously.
The more you smell it, the more ugly it becomes.
The more I smelled it, the more my body began to tremble.
In the end, he got up and rushed out, ran into the night, and with a bang, he fell a big heel, and the injury in the spring night was not healed, so he couldn't run at all.
Ning Hongdou and Hua Bellflower and Chen Yusheng hurriedly chased out, and when he was about to go out, Ning Hongdou stuffed a piece of broken silver into the palm of the shopkeeper, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered: "Shopkeeper, listen to me, get out of here quickly, it's not peaceful." ”
The snow in Meishan has stopped.
The road was slippery.
"Boom!"
Listening to the sound, you can know that the spring night must have fallen again.
Ning Hongdou sighed, walked over and directly helped the little girl up, and patted the snow on her body: "Do you recognize that flame?"
Spring Night nodded: "I recognize it when it turns into ashes." ”
Ning Hongdou frowned: "Do you recognize the one wearing a mink coat?"
This time the spring night didn't nod: "He hid it very well, I didn't recognize it at first, but this flame will definitely not be wrong, this mink coat is not a person at all, he must be a beast of the Guigu Wicked Man Sect." ”
Ning Hongdou was stunned: "Is there still such a sect in the Guigu Wicked Sect?"
Spring Night gritted his teeth and said: "The Ghost Valley is the westernmost place of death in the Xiling Hu Kingdom, and the Wicked Sect is the largest sect in the Ghost Valley. My family, my people, many of them were killed, and we had to keep moving and hiding. In order to leave the seed, the clansmen did not hesitate to bury the fire of everyone's life into my spiritual sea. ”
Spring Night paused for a moment and continued: "This is a group of beings who are even more evil than the Demon Mountain, and my mission is to destroy the Ghost Valley and the Wicked Sect. ”
Ning Hongdou asked more: "Are you sure you didn't admit your mistake, that mink coat just now is a ghost cultivator?"
Spring Night said categorically: "There will be absolutely no mistake, only ghost cultivation can bury ghost flames in the blood of corpses, I have been asked to remember that taste since I was a child, and I will not admit it." ”
Ning Hongdou was stunned: "Memory taste?"
Chun Ye nodded: "Yes, it's the taste of memory, it's hard to imagine, but this is the truth, because this group of ghost cultivators often captures my people, drinks the blood of my people, skins my people, smokes the bones of my people, and even digs out the hearts and flesh of my people......"
Spring Night looked at Ning Hongdou: "Hongdou, I may need your help." ”
Flower Bellflower pointed to the darkness of the night: "Are you going to hunt down that mink coat?"
Chen Yusheng's originally sleepy expression woke up all of a sudden: "It sounds so exciting, I like it, the disciples of Shushan take it as their responsibility to kill evil demons." ”
Hua Kikyo glanced at him: "Former Shushan disciple, pay attention to your wording." ”
Chen Yusheng snorted coldly: "I am determined to make all the disciples of Shushan respect, and it is normal to kill evil demons." ”
The night sky after the snow.
There was not a single cloud.
The huge full moon hung high in the sky, and the ground was snow-white, and the night was clearly visible in the moonlight.
Ning Hongdou thought for a moment, and finally spoke: "Since the ghost cultivator is so evil, and he did kill people in front of us, it is reasonable to catch up and take a look, but when it comes to the front, no one should act recklessly, safety first, we are still young, the road is long." ”
The night is dark and the wind is high.
I think, it's very simple, but it's hard to chase, where to chase?
There are three forks in the door of this village alone, leading to different directions, and the mink jacket is not visible in the field of vision.
Spring Night stretched out his hand and fanned in the air: "I can smell the smell on his body, Hongdou, you carry me, let's chase after him."
This mink coat must have used some special techniques to cover up the identity of the ghost cultivator.
But now that the ghost flames have been exposed, it is not so easy to continue to hide, and the spring night has seen each other. Ning Hongdou's ears and eyes are good, and her nose on a spring night is even better, she is just an internal injury, and her nose is good.
The snow road in Meishan is slippery and difficult to walk, with twists and turns, and there are many needles on the side of the road, and the needles fall to the ground and are wrapped in a layer of ice and snow, like bayonets.
Heavy snow covers the mountain, and this is already the northernmost mountain range in the Tang Dynasty, and the surrounding environment is even more unpredictable.
Fortunately, Ning Hongdou and a few people have been training in the trial land for more than half a year, and they are very proficient in running in the forest. After two hours, I took the wrong intersection twice, went back and forth three times, and finally saw the mink jacket at the end of the road.
The smell of blood was in the air.
This ghost cultivator has killed people again!
If he was in the restaurant, he could still be called a sword to help when he saw injustice, and there would be nothing to quibble about at this time.
There were a bunch of corpses lying on the snow, which should have been bad just now.
The corpse on the ground was dressed in full Tang Army armor, and the standard Tang knife was also held in his hand.
Ning Hongdou frowned: "Why does this ghost cultivator specifically find trouble with the soldiers of the Tang Army? He calls himself a lawn mower, does he only cut off the heads of the soldiers of the Tang Army? Also, kill so many people for no reason, what are they going to do?"
Although Ning Hongdou is not nosy, it is a very dangerous signal at the moment, which may endanger the entire world.
She is a disciple of Ye Piaoling, she is a disciple of the Sword Sect, she is an orthodox sword cultivator, and she must be worthy of the sword in her hand.
So, she has to find out about things.
The mink coat didn't seem to notice the arrival of Ning Hongdou and a few people at all, or maybe he didn't care too much at all, and he had no fear.
In the middle of the snow road.
The mink coat took out a small gray umbrella from his bosom, and the surface of the umbrella was embroidered with a pure black valley, with clouds on the top of the valley, and the clouds covered the valley.
The small gray umbrella was windless, and the corpse on the snow suddenly changed with the small umbrella.
A group of gray 'transparent little people' slowly emerged from the corpse, and then ran directly into the umbrella. As soon as the 'transparent little man' disappeared, the corpse on the ground began to burn with a layer of black ghost flames, and the corpse was burned clean in a few breaths.