Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Spirit
The night was very deep, the moonlight was obscured by the dense branches, it was the end of autumn, the leaves were falling, and a few rays of moonlight were shining through the gaps between the branches.
In a shadow, eleven people squatted, looking out from the withered yellow bushes.
Three feet away in the distance, there was a bonfire several people high, blazing, there were more than a hundred or so people near the bonfire, and a few people were jumping around the bonfire in strange costumes, and their mouths were in obscure language.
After leaving Hukou Canyon, Gu Yuan first encountered a small group of witches, but they didn't seem to expect that Da Yan's people would appear, and they were caught off guard.
Without suffering any casualties, the group of eleven people plunged into the vegetated mountains, and later encountered several groups of shamans, but quickly fled when they saw it from afar.
The witches in Wuwang Mountain were not gathered into a large group of people, but a group of several people who seemed to be looking for something in the mountain, Gu Yuan knew what their purpose was, they were looking for the main material for refining ghost fire-phosphorus fire.
After the death of a demon cultivator or a human cultivator, the true element is condensed in the body, and after the corpse is decomposed, phosphorus fire will be produced, and then it will be combined with several materials, which is the so-called ghost fire.
These were what Gu Yuan had seen from the "Daozang", and before the witches used this kind of flame, none of these soldiers and generals in the frontier had ever seen ghost fire.
Gu Yuan had to doubt the identity of the Rat God, could it be that his master had accepted other disciples?
This is unknown, in the Chenglu bracelet worn by Gu Yuan, there are also three round balls, which were obtained from the dead witch priest, and the translucent round ball that wraps the ghost fire Gu Yuan also knows, which is called a capsule by his master.
These familiar items made Gu Yuan both surprised and sentimental, and he had a father-son relationship for Fan Wusheng, who raised him.
"What are they doing?" Gu Yuan leaned closer to Liu Wencheng and asked in a low voice.
Soon after entering the mountain, Gu Yuan and the others all changed into grass clothes, and they really had a bit of the meaning of witches from a distance, especially when they later deliberately learned the walking posture of witches, that is, their facial features are very different from witches.
All shamans walk on their toes to avoid making noises, and when habits are formed, it is difficult to change, so most shamans are unable to stand on their heels.
Liu Wencheng replied firmly: "They are sending the souls of the clansmen back to the earth. ”
"Soul?" Gu Yuan had a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar with the word.
Liu Wencheng replied: "The witches believe that there is a soul in the human body, and after death, they return to the earth, and the rat god will comment on the merits and demerits, if the merits are greater than the merits, they still have the opportunity to be reincarnated, and if the merits are greater than the merits, they will naturally stay underground to serve the rat gods." ”
Ah Wu was both admired and strange in his heart, and asked, "How do you know so much?"
A slight smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wencheng's mouth, and he said, "Do you think Hou Ye is so easy to do?"
Ah Wu was stunned, grinned and said: "So it's not bad if you can't be the Hou Ye, look at us, how easy is it to live?"
"Relaxed?" Liu Wencheng didn't agree at all, "I can't say that one day we will die." ”
The smile on Ah Wu's face slowly faded, and he pinched the cloth bag in his arms, his eyes red.
The men were silent, and there was silence near the bushes, except for the campfire.
Suddenly, the figures of several witches dancing around the bonfire suddenly stopped, and their mouths continued to chant as if they were chanting incantations, and their voices became louder and louder, wave after wave, like the sound of a monk paying attention to the true element.
Of course, the witch had not cultivated the True Yuan, so this added a bit of weirdness to the scene in front of him.
As the last sound fell, a fire erupted from the campfire, and after a few breaths, the sound of the previous one still reverberated in the distant trees.
"Look there. Zhao An pointed to the west side of the bonfire, and when the fire was in full bloom, the shadow was dispelled, and thirty shamans were hung upside down from a huge tree, all of whom had been dead for a long time.
"That's ......" Gu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly felt that someone was pounding his waist with his elbow, and looking at it, Ah Wu pointed forward: "It's our people." ”
"Huh?" Gu Yuan looked in the direction of Ah Wu's finger, and there were three sorcerers carrying stiff bodies to the giant tree where the corpses were hanged upside down, and those three were the three disciples of the Burning Sun Palace who had left them.
"To save or not to save?" Ah Wu licked his lips nervously.
Gu Yuan replied ambiguously: "Wait and see." ”
The three of them were set up under a tree and stood against a tree, when a witch wearing a snakeskin crown suddenly let out a loud scream, and the screams of rats suddenly rang out from under the tree.
A group of rats with shiny and slippery fur broke through the stomachs of the three Lieyang Palace disciples and poured out, only half a finger long, and they all leaped up, biting the upside-down corpses and eating them frantically.
That kind of sound is really difficult to describe in words, and it makes people feel a chill down their backs, like falling into an ice cellar.
The three disciples of the Lieyang Palace were actually not dead yet, and they writhed in pain on the ground, and Zhao An said in horror: "They ...... What's going on with them?"
Liu Wencheng was also afraid, and said: "That's the spirit of the witch who overhauls the soul of the dead." ”
"Spirit?" everyone didn't understand, but they were shocked.
"As we all know, rats are oviparous. ”
"Huh?"
"Fetus, viviparity!" Liu Wencheng continued with an embarrassed face: "This kind of spirit mouse is oviparous, after the person eats the egg, the mouse egg will suck the human blood and slowly hatch in the body, and finally be summoned by the witch to burrow out of the stomach. ”
Zhao An shuddered, and said in a trembling voice: "So cruel." ”
"After that?" Wu asked.
Without Liu Wencheng giving an answer, everyone knew the answer. Those who had eaten up all the human bones made the spirit rats fall to the ground like dumplings, rotting at an alarming rate, and in a few breaths they rotted into a puddle of mud.
"That's it. Liu Wencheng said: "The spirit mouse is equivalent to a usher, leading the way to find the rat god for the dead witch, these corpses are highly poisonous, even a bite is enough to kill."
And this poisonous smell has a great attraction for the spirit rats, and even if a companion dies of poison, they will gnaw on the flesh of the poisonous corpse as if they are crazy. ”
"It's scary. The bear snorted and shrunk into a ball.
Everyone looked at the hideous bear and had mixed feelings.
"You say, will Sun Baotian be here?" After speaking, Gu Yuan felt strange again, and said, "Why don't they go back to the Poison Miasma Forest to spend their souls, isn't that their real home?"
"I see. Gu Yuan then said: "They are afraid that Wu Wangshan, who has worked so hard, will be taken away again. ”
There were defenders in Wuwang Mountain, all of them were bronze armor troops, about nearly 10,000 people, and the steep peaks could not allow them to resist the attack of the witches......