chewing dragon

Chapter 318 Hunting Ground
"Lutou...min?"

Qi Jingzhi noticed this word keenly.

He looked at the old man-looking Feitou in front of him and asked in surprise: "Are you a human race? And you are also a member of our Daqi household?"

If what the other party said is true, these so-called "lost people" are somewhat similar to the former Geshu clan. They are all different from ordinary human races, and they are all subject to special control by the Demon Suppressing Academy.

"It's the people who compiled households in Daqi!"

The old man's flying head shook back and forth, and Quan nodded: "After we, the ancestors of the Luotou people, surrendered to Daqi, the original tribes of Man, Lun, and Yao were dispersed, and everyone was registered. Because the title "Lost People" was a bit inelegant, the Demon Suppressing Academy omitted one word from the roster and wrote 'Lost People'."

"As a citizen of Daqi, I never dare to neglect paying taxes and serving the people. Whether I fly up the cliff to pick dendrobium orchids, or fly down the stream to collect fish, shrimp and pearls, or explore the foggy valleys of Yunshan Mountains and the smog-stricken wasteland, I always do it. What a good hand!”

"The 16 of us have traveled thousands of miles this time to obey orders from the Demon Suppressing Academy and rush to Shouguang Hou's tent in Yongchang Army Town to listen!"

Qi Jingzhi saw that the other party's words were true and did not seem to be forged, so he felt uncomfortable taking action rashly. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "No wonder the Demon Suppressing Academy is short of manpower. The stall is really too big and there are too many things to take care of..."

As for the Shouguang Houyang Shengqing mentioned by the other party, he is the military prince who is currently in charge of the military affairs of Yongchang Town, and is most likely the marching commander of the second northern expansion. Shouba Changshi had already known the origin of this person before departure. Qi and Wei were informed in detail.

The Yang clan to which Yang Shengqing belongs is the descendant of the clan of the Yang Kingdom in ancient times.This Yang country was once close to Da Qi. It believed in witchcraft and sacrificed to ghosts and gods, which caused frequent troubles. It was even attacked and destroyed by King Huan. The remaining descendants of the Yang family became ministers of Da Qi.

Well, in this regard, I have the same problem as Zhang Juyong, the virtuous general in front of the Qizheng Pavilion.

The Yang family has a long history in the practice of witchcraft and worshiping ghosts and gods. They have passed down the "Act of Impeachment of Hundreds of Ghosts", which can impeach hundreds of ghosts and all kinds of evil spirits, making them bind themselves and disappear.

Yang Shengqing is the No. 1 person in the Yang clan who practices this method. He previously served as the commander of the Wuyun Division Tuya of the Demon Suppressing Academy. The Tuya is also called the Ming Ya, and his job is to deal with corpses, ghosts, aliens, and heretical evil gods. errand.

Therefore, the king of the country conferred the title of Marquis of Shouguang, Yang Shengqing, and transferred the army to Yongchang Town to deal with the corpse demons and ghosts in the north of the Forbidden Water.

However, what made everyone in Gouchen Court slandered was that Yang Shengqing, because of his background in the Demon Suppressing Court, was afraid that he and Gouchen Court would not be able to urinate in the same pot.

In particular, the word "Shouguang" for Shouguanghou means "luck, longevity, health, happiness and good fortune". This is both "shengqing" and "Shouguang". Although the Yang family is indeed a minister of King Huan, it falls in the Gouchen Courtyard. In everyone's ears, it was clear that there was some conflict with Shouba, the god of King Huan's Shougong...

Anyway, when Shouba mentioned Yang Shengqing, his tone and demeanor were really not good.

Well, the original words of Shouchang Shi at that time were: "When you are in the capital, you naturally have to restrain your minions and be cautious in your words and deeds. But once you are sent out, you must always take into account the face and prestige of the king's loyal troops, and never touch them. No one needs to give face to you!"

Although Gouchenyuan, as the main wing of the country, must always remain independent and aloof, the Zuowu Army's trip not only must draw clear boundaries and distinguish themselves from all parties, but also act as a supervisor of the second northern expansion in a sense. Army, but Shouba’s words are more or less filled with personal resentment...

Qi Jingzhi turned around with these thoughts in his mind and asked the old man's head in front of him: "Since it is an official assignment assigned by the Demon Suppressing Academy, it is better to go to Shouguang Hou's tent to listen to it. You should have the paperwork in your hands, right?"

The old man nodded quickly: "Yes, yes! The official documents of the Demon Suppressing Academy are on the little old man's body!"

"On the body?"

Qi Jing looked up and down at the head in front of him, but couldn't find a place to store the documents.

The old man was about to explain when he saw this, when a scream suddenly came from behind.

Qi Jingzhi followed the sound and saw among the civilians behind the old man, a flying head with the appearance of a young man and no pupils suddenly spurted blood from the mouth, and then fell straight down.

"Goro!"

All the immigrants immediately screamed again, and the two flying heads closest to the young man immediately chased after him and bit one of the young man's ears respectively, thus preventing him from falling to his death.

The young man named Wulang was dying and said feebly: "Someone touched my body!"

The surrounding settlers made an uproar when they heard this, turned around and rushed towards the deep forest below.

As the leader, the old man was horrified. He quickly apologized to the young captain in front of him and flew down with a worried look on his face.

"It turns out that these immigrants have bodies...could it be that monster Deng Shao is causing trouble?"

Qi Jingzhi had this thought in his heart and immediately flapped his iron wings and followed him.

When he landed in the forest, he saw a group of men, women and children with complete bodies and limbs, holding their heads and slowly getting up from the ground.

These people all have a very eye-catching red mark on their necks, and their clothes are obviously different from ordinary Daqi people, but judging from their aura, they are all human beings.

Only the young refugee who vomited blood still had a solitary head, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was breathless. He was held tightly in the arms of the old man.

Qi Jingzhi looked around, but did not see any headless body. Apparently Wulang's body had disappeared.

The young man's eyes flashed and he immediately asked directly: "How long can he live once his head cannot return to his body?"

The old man, who was initially at a loss, was startled for a moment, and then a look of hope appeared on his face.

He replied in a trembling voice: "When we were not recruited by the Demon Suppressing Academy, we usually worked like normal people during the day. After dark, we would let our heads fly out to find food and play, and we would return before dawn. , but in fact, as long as you don’t starve to death, you can survive even if your body and head are separated for a few days and nights.”

"But there is one thing. The head and body of the displaced people cannot be too far apart, and the neck cannot be blocked by foreign objects. Otherwise, the head will not be returned, and it will be dangerous!"

Qi Jingzhi nodded, candlelight immediately flashed in his eyes, and he put his palm against an old pine beside him.

The next moment, with the help of the aura of pines and cypresses, his five senses quickly extended along the trunk, branches and roots of the old pine, and spread to the surrounding trees in the blink of an eye. Whether it was the sound of the wind in the sky or the vibration of the ground, Bringing news from afar to these pines and cypresses.

Not long after, Qi Jingzhi's brows gradually furrowed. It wasn't that he didn't find traces of the strange-eyed flying head and the young man's body, but that he found quite a lot of traces.

He opened his eyes and said to the old man: "Your companion's body seems to be divided into three pieces of about the same size. One piece has flown two miles to the west, one piece has gone south, and the remaining piece is flying away. To the northeast."

Hearing this, the settlers were stunned, and then their eyes on the young man's head became complicated. There was excitement and enthusiasm in the suspicious examination, and there were even more voices of discussion.

"Is Wulang's blood reviving? Is it possible that he comes from a noble family?"

"His surname is nothing. He is just a bastard who doesn't even have a surname. If he really had a good background, he wouldn't have to do such a hard job!"

"Then what's going on with him? Even those with noble surnames have never heard of anyone's bloodline being revived?"

"No, no, no, even if the blood is revived, Wulang's body and legs should stay where they are, instead of running around!" Amidst the noise, the leading old man came back to his senses after being surprised, and his old eyes suddenly brightened. Astonishing, there was even a hint of joy on his face.

He explained to Qi Jingzhi in a hurried voice: "It has been passed down from ancient times that our ancestors were the people who were transformed from the country of Chi in ancient times."

"People who understand the form can fly their heads over the South China Sea, their left hands over the Eastern Mountains, and their right hands over the Western Ze, with their feet isolated from the navel down."

"One day, as usual, the people who solved the body released their heads and arms to play outside. The heads flew back to their shoulders in the evening, but the two arms were lost overseas in the strong wind and landed on Xuanzhou, changing into two A five-legged beast shaped like a lion, with one foot as one finger, capable of running and jumping, and will never return."

"The people who broke the shape had no choice but to have people help cut open the flesh and turn it into two new arms, just like the old ones."

The old man who was a refugee told this legend that sounded extremely absurd and bizarre. His tone and demeanor were extremely serious, and he obviously believed it deeply.

He tightened his arms around the young man's head, with his eyes closed, as if he was holding something sacred.

"This kid, Wulang, must have revived the bloodline from his ancestors! Before the people surrender to Daqi, people like him are qualified to serve as the leader of the tribe or the high priest!"

"He revived the bloodline of his ancestors. Even if his head is far away from his body, he can't die easily!"

After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi finally couldn't help but shook his head.

Even the legendary shape-shifting people must keep their bodies and legs in place, instead of running around at will.

It is impossible for this old man to have thought of this, but because the resurrected clan members are too precious, he still feels lucky and deceives himself here.

It's a pity that not everyone in this world can become Geshu Dashi. Whether he has bloodline qualifications is one thing, and whether he has luck or luck is another. The latter may even be more important.

Qi Jingzhi looked at the old man with regret in his tone: "No matter whether Wu Lang's blood has really revived, but I can be sure of one thing, he has been taken over by the monster with his strange eyes. At this moment... it is probably a bad thing. not enough."

Hearing this, the old man who had been settled seemed to finally remember the strange-eyed flying head he had just seen. His old face suddenly turned pale, and he murmured: "How could it be like this...How could it be like this...Okay?" It’s so easy to come up with something like this..."

He refused to believe it, but the light in his eyes had dimmed.

The surrounding settlers were also infected by the old man's emotions, and fell silent for a while.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but sigh.

What happened today is truly time and destiny...

Speaking of which, these immigrants suddenly appeared and interfered, which was something no one could have imagined.

Even if Qi Jingzhi did not stop to talk to the other party just now, but just like strangulating the strange-eyed aliens who came to help before, killing all the refugees without any discrimination, it would still inevitably waste some time, and Deng The result of Shao taking Wu Lang's body and escaping would not change at all.

Qi Jingzhi suppressed these thoughts and said to the old man who had been exiled with a dejected and sad face: "I have no skills, so I can only choose one direction to pursue."

"If you guys don't have any means to conquer demons, it's better not to provoke that demon, let alone try to take back the other two parts of Wulang's body. It's only right to set off for Yongchang Town immediately."

As he spoke, Qi Jingzhi's wings spread out again on his back, and the wing-washing energy that had almost become instinctive surged and impacted in them, inspiring a majestic force that took him into the sky and flew straight to the northeast.

The fifteen settlers in the forest couldn't help but look at each other in shock when they saw that Colonel Gou Chen had just left.

The residents of the Demon Suppressing Academy and even the masters of cultivation had met a few of them before, but they had only heard about the newly rising Gouchen Academy and had never had any real dealings with it.

At this moment, they really couldn't figure out the young captain's path, and they didn't know whether the pursuit he said was true or false, or whether he was really willing to help them, the immigrants of the Demon Suppressing Academy. To show off, or is it just casual talk?

"What should I do now? Did you really listen to the captain of Gouchen Academy and leave Wu Lang alone?" Someone asked hesitantly.

The old Luo Min pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth again, and pointed toward the northeast: "Believe it or not, so what can you do? We Luo Min have long lost the glory of our ancestors, except for the ability to fly our heads, which is different from ordinary people, and we can barely get some herbs. Living with fish and shrimps, how can you ever know the slightest way to conquer demons?"

"That adult just listened to the legend in our clan and already knows that the body is far more important than the arms. Since he chose this direction, most of Goro's body and legs are also in this direction!"

The old immigrant man paused and added: "That is also the direction of Yongchang Town."

At this moment, everyone understood what the old man who had settled in the country meant. Without any further hesitation, they each packed their bags and set off in the northeast direction without saying a word.

The reason why Qi Jingzhi chose this direction was really guessed by the old man.

In his perception just now, although the size and aura of Wulang's three bodies were about the same, their shapes were different.

The two pieces on the west and south sides are almost identical and should be Goro's arms.In comparison, it is more likely that the body will be parasitized by Deng Shao's head.

As for why a body, two legs and a flying head with strange eyes are about the same size as an arm, just think about the golden-eyed giant sarcoma that the "Five Brothers with One Eye" suffered from before, and naturally everything will be clear. Understood.

This is also the reason why Qi Jingzhi thinks that Wu Lang is in danger.

Even if the young man who was exiled was really the resurrected ancestor and reincarnated, and his body was sucked into a big sarcoma, there would probably be no way to save him...

Deng Shao's reckless killing and temporary escape did not make Qi Jingzhi feel discouraged, nor did it make him even a little anxious.

This young man who was born as an Orion still pursues his prey wholeheartedly.

At this time, the eastern sky was already filled with golden crows and red clouds, a brilliant brilliance that complemented the bright red flames dancing in the young man's eyes.

The young man was standing high, silently overlooking the vast land and mountains and rivers of the North that were coated with a layer of rays of light below.

This world is far vaster and vaster than Xiaosong Mountain, but it also follows the rules of Xiaosong Mountain.

Hunters and prey, groups and territories, it is natural that the weak should eat the strong... far more direct and cruel than those rules and regulations in the capital of Da Qi.

The high-spirited young man only felt friendly and felt that this was where he should be rampant!

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he blurted out a sigh: "It's really a... good hunting ground!"

(End of this chapter)