Chapter 83 Their respective encounters

There were stains of blood on the ground. After crossing the boulder, we found more blood stains, which formed a series and spread into the distance.

Lao Bai found traces of knives and axes on another stone. The most surprising thing was that there were several scratches on it, which seemed to be made by sharp paper nails.

All this tells me that there was a battle here. Brother Yaozi may have been injured and finally escaped. The specific situation is still unknown at the moment.

"The Netherworld Gu hesitated to move forward..."

Lao Bai said softly: "It seems that there is something here that frightens it, making it unable to accurately identify the smell."

When mentioning Gu, the first thing that comes to everyone's mind are words such as sinister and deadly. However, this Netherworld Gu is a different type of Gu. It is very difficult to cultivate. However, it is extremely timid and often lies down when being tracked.

There was no chance of relying on it, so we could only rely on ourselves, quietly following the bloodstains on the ground. Soon after we came out of here, our eyes suddenly opened up. Under the faint green candlelight, three figures jumped into view.

These three people are Brother Yaozi and the others.

However, their condition is very bad.

Brother Yaozi was leaning on a slope, covered in blood. If his chest hadn't been heaving, I would have thought it was a corpse.

Zhang Xinya was sitting next to him, holding her knees with her hands, her head hung low, her face covered by her long hair, looking extremely depressed.

Not far away from the two of them, an ancient sword was thrust diagonally into the ground. My master sat cross-legged next to him, with his back to me, his waist still straight, but there were wisps of white smoke above his head coming from between his hair.

The coils rose, and after a moment, his whole body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

I had already hid on one side and observed the situation around me, and after confirming that nothing else existed, I couldn't hold back my composure, so I shouted "Master" and hurriedly rushed to help him.

"Don't touch him!"

As if he had come back to his senses, Brother Yaozi suddenly sat up from the ground and shouted: "He has cold poison on his body. If you are infected, you will definitely die!"

I was startled, stopped in my tracks, and looked at my master carefully, and sure enough I found that his robe was stained with white frost, there was a black handprint on his chest, and his face was glowing with green energy.

"Master, are you okay? Did you encounter that Water Prince?"

I squatted next to him, filled with anxiety.

My master once said that Lord Water is not only a powerful water ghost who can call the wind and rain, but also has strange poison in the scales and claws on his body. Once the skin is pierced, the toxin enters the blood, and at first it will cause pupil constriction, salivation, convulsions and

Symptoms of nerve paralysis and even incontinence of urine and feces are typical characteristics of neurotoxins, but the biggest difference is that it can coagulate blood, evaporate the water in the blood out of the body surface, and form frost.

It is extremely painful for a person to become a mummy.

Frost formed on the surface of my master's body. It was obvious that the toxin had penetrated into the blood. At this point, one would basically be dead.

The more I think about this, the more confused I become.

This man is probably the best person in the world to me besides my father.

"Don't be afraid of Jingzhe. It's just poison and it won't hurt Master."

My master opened his eyes, with a gentle smile on his sick face. He wanted to rub my head, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that the skin was covered with frost, so he put it down silently and said with a smile: "A man.

, why are your eyes still red? These are all minor injuries, and they will heal after a period of time."

I felt a little relieved when I saw that he didn't seem to be lying to me.

I don't know when Brother Yaozi was helped by Zhang Xinya and came to my side. A part of his chest collapsed and there were many wounds on his body. An ordinary person would have died long ago. Even though he was different from ordinary people, he would be basically half disabled. However, he

His eyes were very bright, and he kept looking at me, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Jingzhe, what on earth did you do?"

Brother Yaozi's eyes flickered and he asked: "Why did you not respond when I called you before the three hanging coffins were buried? Instead, you turned around and ran away? At that time, I thought you were controlled by something, but you looked so good.

Yes, it doesn’t look like anything is wrong.”

"What kind of hanging coffin burial?"

Brother Yaozi looked at me and I felt like I was a prisoner being held in an interrogation room. I couldn't help but say: "What on earth are you talking about? There is no hanging coffin burial here? There is one in the Bronze Temple!"

"Little Weizi..."

Lao Bai suddenly poked my finger and whispered: "There really is a hanging coffin burial here..."

The so-called hanging coffin burial is to hang the coffin on a cliff. The higher it is hung, the higher the status of the deceased. Some people say it means the soul goes to heaven. Anyway, it is very particular and is often used by some southern ethnic minorities.

Lao Bai said that there are also three hanging coffins hanging on the cliff here. He had seen them when he was controlled by the Gu King, and the Netherworld Gu was found there.

Those three coffins were very unusual. They were hung up with something called a money rope. This kind of money rope was exclusive to tomb robbers. It was a precious metal alloy. The craftsmanship had been lost long ago. It was said that this kind of thing could

It can lift heavy objects and remain stainless for thousands of years.

However, the money ropes used to hang the three coffins should have been smeared with the blood of the deceased. Moreover, the hanging coffins were simple and simple, probably made of simple polished stone, with some strange patterns on them.

Through these bits and pieces, Lao Bai figured out the fundamental key to this game.

He said that this is the dead man burying himself, and some knowledgeable people, similar to people like us, often run back to find the corpse and bury themselves to achieve some ulterior purpose.

This kind of hanging coffin burial can also be regarded as a kind of ghost raising technique. The coffin is suspended, which is not grounded and cannot enter the underworld. This means that it is not prepared to enter the Five Elements, and the conspiracy is very big.

When I heard this, I roughly knew that the corpses in the three hanging coffins should belong to people like Shopkeeper Wang. These three turtle grandsons had big plans, but it was a pity that they met a more ruthless one.

I have seen the place where Shopkeeper Wang and the three of them buried their souls, but I have never been to the place where the corpses are buried. Unless I was sleepwalking, I immediately felt that something was wrong. After repeated questioning, Brother Yaozi finally told me about it.

their experiences.

Ever since I fell into this tomb chamber, Brother Yaozi and Zhang Xinya had no idea and were anxious to get up there.

Fortunately, my master arrived quickly.

He came out of the big bloodline lizard and killed the Yin slave dozens of times, leaving more than ten scapegoats. It was then that my master suddenly understood - this Yin slave was basically

Unkillable!

Yin slaves are considered puppets, but the puppet we met was very thorough in being a puppet.

It completely sacrificed its soul to its master, almost becoming a parasite-like existence. Unless its master is killed, it cannot be subdued at all.

This is the oldest sacrificial technique. Different from the refining of other Yin slaves, this Yin slave is completely willing to become a puppet. It is almost integrated with the master. It will be as many scapegoats as the master makes.

substitute……

In the final analysis, this matter ultimately fell on the rightful owner.

At that time, my master was afraid of the contents shown in the hexagrams, so he hurriedly gave up chasing the Yin slaves and came to find us. He was going to find the real master alone. He was determined not to let me meet him and waited for him and Brother Yaozi.

When we met, I was already here...

So, they hurriedly chased here again and discovered the hanging coffin burial.

Brother Yaozi said that they saw me there, with my back turned to them, squatting behind a pile of rocks and not knowing what I was doing. They called me, but I ran away like a frightened rabbit.

It was just a glimpse, I had already run away without a trace.

My master was worried about my safety and thought I was being controlled by something. He picked up his sword and chased after me without thinking too much. Not long after, he ran into Lord Water who was looking for me everywhere.

A big war broke out immediately.

The Water Lord is really too fierce. My master said that it has not yet been completed. It is only missing the most critical step. Once it succeeds, it will become a climate that will be difficult to deal with.

After a fierce fight, the situation became what it is now, but the Water Prince was also injured by my master and escaped.

"I have never seen that hanging coffin at all. That...isn't me at all..."

I murmured to myself, feeling a chill chilling my bones.

Even Brother Yaozi and the others looked at each other, already smelling something unusual.

I related all the encounters along the way, and finally laughed silently: "We may... have fallen into the trap. We have all become chess pieces on someone else's chessboard, being fiddled with and played around, and finally running towards the plot that has already been calculated.

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