"I don't know, where is the so-called contaminated area? Is it trustworthy?"

Looking at the person who posted the news, Yuan Qingwei asked, and afterwards he attracted the fair power of Qingwei's incarnation. Unexpectedly, the monk actually signed a contract.

"Okay, I have signed the contract, should you give me the deposit first? Also, please sign this contract too."

The monk said, just stretched out and took out a very standard contract. The content was very simple. After knowing the contaminated area, Yuan Qingwei could only go by himself and could not tell others.

After taking a look, he confirmed that there was no trap, Yuan Qingwei signed the contract, then took out the two materials and handed them to the other party.

After the monk put away his things, he spoke, "I don't know, do you know that among the twelve countries that invaded our Dahua that year, there was one of them that was originally our vassal state."

"I know! Isn't it just almost become a small country in the East China Sea in Fusang Province?" Yuan Qingwei said lightly.

The monk in front of him seemed to be a very talkative monk. Seeing this, he asked again: "Then do you know why when our Dahua fought with the 12 countries, he was willing to endure multiple attacks several times and wanted to destroy Fusang's main force first?"

"Strictly speaking, the secondary civilization belongs to our China's secondary civilization? The culture and practice system are basically derived from our Chinese civilization, so they have a very good understanding of the various practice systems of our China. I remember that they seemed to want to destroy the fulcrum of the Jiuzhou barrier in Nanjing and dig a hole to the spiritual world?"

"Yes! It's because of this. I want me to say that since Fusang is ready to do such a bad thing, he should have directly destroyed their national destiny at the beginning." The monk was quite angry when he heard this, and then said a little regretfully.

"It's a pity that the Western bastards wanted to bury nails beside our Dahua. In the critical battle, they stubbornly restrained our Dahua's main force. Otherwise, how could they continue to maintain their national destiny?"

"That's true!" Yuan Qing nodded slightly, then said curiously: "But, what I want to ask you is to get infected, what do you say about these things..."

Yuan Qingwei paused for a moment and asked, "The contaminated area you mentioned will not have anything to do with Fusang, right?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, you are the right one!" The monk sighed and shrugged, "Actually, when Fusang invaded, he should have started planning to destroy the Jiuzhou barrier or dig holes in the Jiuzhou barrier. Therefore, there are actually many people trapped in our coastal areas."

"And the polluted area I want to talk about is a mass pit."

Yuan Qing's face looked slightly solemn, and he said coldly: "The body is or is it buried alive?"

According to Yuan Qingwei's knowledge, there are two types of people-muggling, one is a way to deal with corpses after the massacre, and the other is a method of massacre.

Neither method will directly evolve into a polluted area, but it can be used as the foundation of the polluted area. At the same time, the two methods of creation also doom the nature of the polluted area. The latter's difficulty coefficient is far higher than the former, and the polluting nature is also very serious.

"Buried alive." The monk was silent for a moment and said softly.

Yuan Qingwei was a little furious when he heard this. Can this kind of thing be concealed? If one is not good, if it expands, he will know how many people will die.

He wanted to summon Dingkun Hammer to smash the guy's head in front of him, and then cursed him fiercely: "Then why don't you just go and talk to Jiantian Liusi?"

But in the end, Yuan Qingwei suppressed the anger in his heart. Just as he was very afraid of practitioners, Dahua's casual cultivators had a bad relationship with the official forces.

After all, the large-scale cleaning work more than fifty years ago killed a large number of practitioners who had helped Dahua.

Now, Dahua scattered cultivators and many cultivators have always been very afraid of the people from the court.

Yuan Qingwei exchanged information with the other party casually, and then immediately left Zizhi Mountain and went to the place where the other party informed him.

Three days later, Yuan Qingwei came to a remote mountainous area. The environment here was very dilapidated and the air was filled with a breath that was not very popular.

Yuan Qingwei stood in the distance, reflecting the entrance of the monk's mouth with the three talent observation mirror, and saw a terrifying scene.

In the mirror, the so-called entrance is a huge mud pit, and the mud in the mud pit is extremely dirty.

In the eroded and rotten mud, there are reddish-brown pus and blood, yellow corpse water, and the remains of many corpses.

Although most of these corpses are incomplete, if you look closely, you will find that the cause of the incompleteness is mostly not caused by external forces.

The rolling fingernails on a raised arm and the bone-exposed wrists illustrate the struggle at that time.

Suddenly, a person's head floating on the mud turned over, and his empty eyes looked at each other through the Sancai Guanyun Mirror. In his pupils, which were covered with whites, it seemed that extremely deep resentment, pain and despair were brewing.

This extreme emotion attracted a rich atmosphere of filth, terror, coldness, and death. The almost real aura spread out from the treasure mirror, like a condensing mountain, falling firmly in Yuan Qingwei's heart.

"Taiyi saves the Heavenly Lord Ku!" Yuan Qingwei couldn't help but chant a divine name softly. The three-color light flames on the Sancai Guanyun Mirror floated, and the scene on the mirror was blurred, and eventually turned into black gas and dissipated.

‘It turns out to be a polluted area.’ After putting away the Sancai Vision Mirror, which had a considerable loss of inspiration, Yuan Qingwei first left here, arrived near the town, took out a cell phone and called Dai Xingwei.

"Hey? Why do you have time to call me? Did you encounter something? You need my help..." Dai Xing greeted Yuan Qingwei in a very casual way and asked Yuan Qingwei about his experience during his disappearance in Taimu Mountain.

Yuan Qingwei didn't have the heart to fight him, and said bluntly: "I found a Class D polluted area."

"What?" Dai Xingwei, who originally wanted to chat with Yuan Qing, exploded instantly. He hurriedly asked, "Is there a polluted area next to Jiuyun City?"

Yuan Qingwei raised his eyebrows. Jiuyun City is the city where Zizhi Mountain is located. The other party was able to blurt out, which means he was still a little concerned about him. However, after knowing the polluted area, Yuan Qingwei came all the way and was not in Jiuyun City now.

He briefly introduced this place, and then asked Dai Xingwei to remember to protect a monk on Zizhi Mountain before taking action and tell the other party clearly.

"I signed a contract and cannot tell you where you are. You can go back and check it yourself. Fifty or sixty years ago, the population disappearance near Jiuyun City and the changes in the deployment of Fusang army. Also, remember to speed up. I see that the weirdness is already showing signs of spirituality. I can't say when it will begin to erode the outside world, breeding strange stories, and weirdness."

"Okay, we'll deal with it soon."

After hanging up Dai Xingwei's phone call, Yuan Qingwei found a place to rest and prepared to hide in the dark to observe the changes in the contaminated area.

As for going directly in, Yuan Qingwei said that he did not have the leisure and elegant atmosphere. The environment in that place can be seen from the Demon Reincarnation. As for the danger, he may have to be upgraded one or two levels.
Chapter completed!