Chapter Thirty-Eight: The First Foot in the Village, the Strange Male Corpse
After a day's work galloping in the sky, the boat arrived at Dawang Village. At this time, the remnant sun was like blood, and it was spilled obliquely on the archway of Dawang Village, flashing a strange blood. The air was filled with a putrid stench that made you want to vomit. A gust of cold wind blew, spun up a broken scoop on the eaves, and scraped it on the ground, making a "knock, knock" sound, which was very harsh.
Lin Fei stretched out his hand to drive away a few flying flies, frowned and said, "According to Master, this Dawang Village is the most prosperous village within a radius of 100 miles, with constant merchants and dense crowds, how can it be so deserted. ”
Not only Lin Fei, but the other five people all felt that this village was unusual, there was no imaginary person coming and going, and every door was closed. The streets were empty, there was not a single living thing, only the sound of the wind whining, and the silence was terrible.
The six of them looked at each other, and they were all hesitating.
After a long time, Lin Fei stood up and said softly: "Let's go, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den this time, we have to break through, the six of us, even if we encounter a meat corpse, we can fight, and the ordinary skin corpse is not our opponent." And the one who reported the news was a senior brother from the foundation building period, and he was sure that there was no corpse, so the master of the sect would send a few of us over. ”
Hearing this, Su Yi was expressionless, took a big stride, and walked straight to the inside of the archway.
Yang Wancheng glanced at Zhang Yun and hurriedly followed. Lin Fei also greeted Huang Xiaoying, and Yu Zicong followed.
Walking on the quiet street, Zhang Yun felt the chill from the green bricks under his feet penetrate into the soles of his feet through his shoes, as if walking on Huangquan Road in hell. Zhang Yun had to use his strength to resist this cold, Zhang Yun glanced at the others, and found that they were all frowning, and knew that they had also encountered the same situation.
Seeing that this place was so weird, the six of them all cheered up and sacrificed their magic weapons to protect themselves. Lin Fei took out his fan as usual, Su Yi sacrificed a green jade bracelet to protect himself, Yu Zicong took out a blue shield armor, and Yang Wancheng sacrificed a slender and sharp red sword. Huang Xiaoying grabbed a flying needle with ten fingers. Zhang Yun held two flying swords. Except for Zhang Yun's flying sword, which was a low-grade magic weapon, everyone else was a medium-grade magic weapon.
At the same time, everyone's hearts were shrouded in a layer of gloom, and before they started fighting, they began to consume their own spiritual power, and they didn't know if they could have enough spiritual power to meet the skin corpse in the darkness when they encountered the enemy.
On both sides of the street, the doors of every house were closed, Yang Wancheng walked quickly to a house, knocked on the door, and everyone paid attention with bated breath. After waiting for a while, Yang Wancheng knocked again, but there was still no one. Yang Wancheng put his ear to the door, and at the same time released his divine sense, carefully probing the surroundings, and found a slight panting sound in the room.
Yang Wancheng turned his head and waved at the five people, signaling them all to come over. The six of them leaned on the door, listening carefully to the sounds inside.
The five of them looked at Lin Fei together, waiting for Lin Fei to give an order. Lin Fei hesitated for a while, opened the fan, and gestured to the five of them with his eyes, reaching a tacit understanding. Yang Wancheng pushed the door, and the five of them retreated to his perimeter, protecting him in case of sudden accidents.
With a nudge, I found that there was a latch inside. Yang Wancheng pushed hard, and the wooden door fell in response, and "poof" brought up a large amount of dust.
Yang Wancheng was in front, Zhang Yun and Yu Zicong were on both sides, Lin Fei was at the back, putting Su Yi and Huang Xiaoying in the middle, and the six of them slowly entered the room.
I saw that it was dusty inside, and there was a smell of corpses. Zhang Yun frowned, freed up a hand, and tore off the cobwebs that could be seen everywhere, Su Yisheng's surname was clean, he couldn't bear the cobwebs sticking to his body, and secretly lucked the aura into the green jade bracelet, the light of the green jade bracelet suddenly became a little more dazzling, and when the cobwebs touched the light of the green jade bracelet, it made a sound of "zila, zila".
Lin Fei took out the paper fan and waved it up and down, sweeping away the tiresome cobwebs.
Just when these people were upset by this cobweb, Yang Wancheng, who was exploring the way in front, came with an exclamation. This exclamation contained a huge fear, which made Zhang Yun's heart tighten, and he hurriedly hurried over.
When Zhang Yun saw the scene in front of him, he twisted his head to the side, squatted on the ground and retched. After Huang Xiaoying met Su Yi, she also turned her head to the side and retched.
Zhang Yun's mind kept reminding him of the scene just now, there were four corpses lying side by side on the ground, and it was obvious that it was a family of four, and three of the corpses were two children and a female corpse. It was already rotting, and the stench that came in was due to the smell of the rotting corpses, and the stomach was crawling with maggots, and in the rotting place, a large number of mung bean flies were buzzing.
The other corpse, or a half-human, should be in charge. The heart was torn open by someone, and a big hole was opened, and the heart inside was missing, crawling with maggots. The horror is that at such a point, they are not dead. The empty eyes, looking directly at the six people, their faces were dark, and the sound of "hiss, hiss" came out of their mouths, which seemed to be extremely painful.
Yu Zicong popped out a few fireballs and burned the three rotten corpses to ashes.
The "hiss" sound that came out of the man's throat gradually increased, and his fingers trembled slightly. There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and his pupils widened, as if he was faintly longing for something.
Yang Wancheng slowly approached him, wanting to hear what he had to say.
At the same time, the flying sword in his hand slashed towards the male corpse, followed by Yu Zicong's long sword and Lin Fei's paper fan.
Zhang Yun suddenly discovered just now that the fingernails of the male corpse slowly turned dark green, and the nail covers grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. That's why Yang Wancheng was asked to pay attention.
At this time, the male corpse's eyes rolled, and he looked quite clever, and it was no longer the previous sluggishness, this was actually a skin corpse with a spiritual mind! The male corpse saw a group of magic weapons attacking, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of green qi that made people want to vomit, and in the green qi could vaguely see the ghost heads wanting to choose people to eat.
Yu Zicong snorted lightly: "The skin corpse of a fourth-level cultivator who has only cultivated qi also wants to use corpse qi to defile our magic weapons, and he will not die quickly." ”
The magic weapons did not pause in the cyan corpse qi, rushed out of the corpse qi, and slashed towards the male corpse. Seeing that the natal corpse qi he spewed out did not block these magic weapons, the male corpse hurriedly jumped up from the ground, made a "drink, drink" sound from his mouth, and jumped backwards quickly. He didn't jump a few steps before he was hit by a magic weapon from behind, and the male corpse let out a wail. But the skin of the corpse was rough and thick, although the male corpse wailed, but the magic weapon did not cause him much damage, only slashed on his back. Seeing that he couldn't escape, the male corpse turned his head. The nails slowly grew to about a foot, and the eyes seemed to be dripping blood. From hand to arm becomes dark blue.
Lin Fei said softly: "Be careful, this is a sign of his extreme anger." ”
I saw that the body of the male corpse slowly swollen, and suddenly rushed towards the six people.
"No, he's going to blow himself up. Yu Zicong exclaimed.
Su Yi, Huang Xiaoying's face changed greatly, for them who are so clean, even if self-explosion does not pose a threat to them, it is a disgusting thing for them to get a little carrion.
The six of them quickly dodged, and the male corpse exploded, splashing a pile of carrion, and maggots flew all over the sky. The six of them sacrificed magic weapons one after another to prevent the carrion maggots from falling on them.
While the six were in a hurry, a wisp of spirit hidden in the male corpse floated away.
The six of them were overwhelmed, and could only watch this wisp of spirit go away.
After the male corpse blew itself up, it left behind a lot of rotten flesh.
Yu Zicong snorted coldly: "This is a family of four, three of them were killed by this male corpse, these skin corpses are really crazy." ”
Huang Xiaoying snorted at the white bones and said, "There is more than enough to die." ”
Yang Wancheng said slowly: "The skin corpse is the lowest level of existence in the cold corpse realm, which is equivalent to the qi cultivation period of our immortal cultivation realm. A skin corpse at the fourth level of Qi cultivation has made us scramble, and I dare not imagine whether we can fight when a large number of skin corpses appear. ”
Huang Xiaoying took it and said, "Senior Brother Yang, why should you grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige. It's only the first time we've encountered such a skin corpse, so we're a little panicked, and I dare say that any one of us here can make him look like he is gone. ”
"Well, Senior Sister Huang has a point. If it is such a skin corpse, it is naturally not enough to be afraid. However, it is not a good sign to encounter such goods when I first arrived in this Dawang Village, and it gives me an eerie feeling here, which is probably not a good place. So be sure to brace yourself for the rest of the journey. ”
When the five of them heard this, a sense of nervousness rose and they nodded in agreement.
Lin Fei thought for a while and said, "The top priority is to find the living person and ask about the current situation. I looked at the map, there is an inn in the middle of this road, it is the only inn in Dawang Village, there should be people. ”
The six of them all sacrificed magic weapons, Yang Wancheng was in front, Zhang Yun followed Yu Zicong on both sides, and Lin Fei continued to walk forward in a shuttle shape.
There was an unusually quiet along the way, not to mention people, chickens, ducks, dogs and cats that could be seen everywhere in other villages, but there was no trace here. The faces of the six people began to become ugly, and the six people lifted their spirits and did not stop, and came directly to the inn described on the map.
This is a two-story attic, on the window lattice, carved dragons and phoenixes. There is a pair of gilded couplets hanging at the door, and the secluded drunken court gathers visitors from all over the world, and the love of the wild goose attracts wealth from all sides. "I can vaguely see that there was a lot of excitement at that time.
Directly above the gate, a large plaque reading "Cyclamen" is hung with a thick layer of cobwebs. Only one corner hung on the door frame, casually drooping down, occasionally a cold wind blew, and the door plaque hit the door frame to make a "bell, bell" sound. A window lattice on the second floor was not closed properly, and it opened and closed with the wind. It reveals a strong smell of decay.
Yang Wancheng walked to the door, pushed the door open, and with a "squeak", the door opened.