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Chapter 216 Thousands of years of ancient corpses, good materials for making zombies

"Hey, hey, stop shouting. We are at the place. If you shout like this, be careful to summon the evil spirits."

He Xiuhou was the one who jumped off the cliff, but he arrived at Longkou before Feng Xuewen. He grabbed the guy whose limbs were flailing with one hand and said angrily.

Feng Xuewen opened his eyes and made sure he was safe. He quickly patted his chest: "Oh, Immortal Chief, can you remind me next time? I haven't arrived at Dixian Village before you do this. I’m scared to death of you.”

As soon as He Xiu let go, there was a bang, and Feng Xuewen dropped a dog. Judging from the way this guy winked, it seemed that the fall was not light.

He Xiu looked at the cliff opposite him that he had just jumped over, and noticed something strange. He couldn't help but ask: "Hey, Lao Feng, look at that... the scarecrow. How does it look like the legendary Thatch Fairy?"

Feng Xuewen, who was beaten to pieces, stood up with a grin, stroking his sore spot and looking at He Xiu's gaze.

I saw many man-made holes on the cliff wall of the canyon. In front of the holes, there were many thatched people, wearing ancient blue Taoist robes, a yellow belt around their waists, Taoist crowns on their heads, and a hand on their hands. The wooden sword, in this costume, has existed for at least hundreds of years. Although it was severely decayed, the clothes were still swinging slowly in the cold wind of the canyon. Each straw man still had a piece of cloth covering his face, painted With weird facial features, he looked like a lonely monster hiding in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Chief Immortal, although this is the ancestral land of my Feng family, I have received incomplete inheritance and have never been here. I have never heard that there are such arrangements inside."

He Xiu thought about the weird legendary travel notes he saw in the Dayong City Bookstore. : "Well, the Grass Fairy is a folk fantasy image of locusts. They believe that the locusts are sent by gods to punish the world, so they stabbed this grass man to replace the Locust Fairy and pray for them to give them a way to live and not to eat the food. Empty."

"Well, the Immortal Chief, is there any Locust Immortal?"

"Of course not, silly or not, locusts are just a kind of living thing. They are just chickens, ducks and geese, and even a delicacy of the human race. In the end, mortals have nothing to do with locusts, so they use the Locust Fairy to comfort themselves. In fact, fart No need. Let’s go!”

"Um, why don't we see why there are so many straw fairies here?"

"Look at the wool. Everything can be traced to the bone. Are you tired? I have learned a lot. Let's go."

"No, Immortal Chief, look what is that?"

He Xiu turned around and looked. Countless insects suddenly flew out of the hole behind the densely packed Locust Fairy. He stared at them and saw clearly what they were. He said with some surprise.

"Locusts... locusts, why the hell are there locusts here! Are you crazy?"

Then I thought about how terrifying locusts are. Those that can be placed in such a place must be specially bred witchcraft insects. Who knows what kind of virus they carry, or they may be like man-eating ants that can directly eat people into pieces. Scum.

There was no time to think about it, so he took out a piece of talisman paper, puffed up his cheeks, and blew out the magic power. The fire dragon wandered out, and the fierce and blazing high-temperature flames attacked the locusts coming from the sky, lighting up the deep place. canyon.

The fire dragon made a slight crackling sound in the air. This was the sound of flying and roaring locusts being roasted and exploded. Feng Xuewen smelled the fragrance in the air and swallowed his saliva. He didn't even eat breakfast, so he was dragged here inhumanely by He Xiu. He was already hungry.

The locusts seemed to be endless. He Xiu became furious. He gritted his teeth and stepped up into the air. Two talisman fire dragons followed He Xiu's running and kept burning the flying locusts in the canyon.

Within half an hour, He Xiucai returned, and there was no one left who was chasing the bugs.

As soon as he landed, Feng Xuewen ran over and said, "Taoist priest, the entrance to this platform is a lie. This is not the entrance to Dixian Village at all."

"...Well, could it be down there?" He Xiu reached down with his spiritual consciousness and rushed towards the cliff, observing the scenery under the cliff. : "There are many coffins down there. I'll go down and take a look. You wait for me here."

Regardless of whether Feng Xuewen agreed or not, he jumped directly with the enhanced skeleton. This was great. Feng Xuewen was a mortal and only had a torch to accompany him. I looked at the bottomless canyon, but I didn't dare to jump. There was no way to go up to the sky, and no way down to the earth. It was a place where the sky was not allowed. If He Xiu didn't come back, he would be dead. He prayed secretly. He Xiu is a loyal person.

boom!

He Xiu held the Xiaoyao fan and the reinforced skull, and dropped it on a huge black crossbar. This crossbar looked like a beam in a certain hall. It seemed that someone had pushed it down here, and it happened to get stuck. The middle of the cliffs on both sides has become a bridge connecting the two canyons.

It's really a piece of ingenious work that was done unintentionally. Both ends of this black beam are covered with slippery ancient vines. Looking up to the sky, you can only see a ray of white light, and downwards you can see the black abyss. If anyone screams here, I don’t know how many unknown creatures will be scared out. Woolen cloth.

Listening carefully, there seems to be the sound of water under this dark abyss. There should be a small stream.

He Xiu waved his fan and walked toward one end. He squinted his eyes and could see clearly. Among the ancient vines at one end, there was actually an ancient man sitting, lifelike. When he got closer, he realized that this Hidden in the crevices of the cliffs and canyons was actually a simple and natural pine coffin, and the lid of the coffin was nowhere to be found. The corpse in the coffin had sunken eye sockets, dry and waxy flesh, and a bun in its hair with a thorn stuck in it. , with gray eyebrows and beard, long temples fluttering slightly in the gorge wind, wearing a tattered and decaying large gray robe, but holding in his arms a long-handled ancient bronze sword covered with runes.

Instrument identification: Bronze sword, (golden pseudo) green instrument.

He Xiu... thought about what this meant. Did it mean that this sword was indeed a great piece of equipment in the past, but as time passed, it became a bronze sword with green performance.

This Coffin Gorge is a rare and high-quality Feng Shui treasure land. This ancient man died in the Bronze Age. It has been no less than a few thousand years, and it is still so lifelike. Even his clothes are still so complete.

"Pine wood is used as the coffin and thorn vine is used as the crown. This is the burial system of ancient monks."

Kawachi has the legend of sword immortal monks since ancient times, and it is also a favorite place of seclusion for many people who seek immortality. Hanging coffins are a burial method highly praised by them.

But these are not He Xiu's concerns at all. They usually write their lifelong practice on bamboo slips and bury them together with weapons and magical instruments. What He Xiu cares about is their inheritance.

But with the exploration of eyes and consciousness, there are thousands of hanging coffins hidden on the cliffs on both sides of the body. However, it looks like they have all been opened. The lifelike corpses are very... Most of them looked like the hermit in front of them, sitting up with their backs to the sky.

Seeing this look, He Xiu wanted to curse. : "Made, most likely all the notes left by these hermits have been stolen by the Guanshan Taibao family."

Looking at the star map carved on the cliff next to the coffin, He Xiu knew that it was probably painted by these hermits. However, without notes such as hand pricks, there is actually no defense. The monks have preserved such a complete body, but it is a good material for making zombies. As long as corpse poison is poured into it and brewed using secret methods, it will be born as a terrifying corpse. zombies, not to mention that they have been nourished in this geomantic treasure land for thousands of years, and the possibility of becoming a flying zombie is almost more than 90%.

It's just that making and controlling such a vicious thing may lead to a crusade from the world. By then, there won't be any dead scum left.

He Xiu took out a silver dollar, closed his eyes, and thought to himself: Oh God, if I can take away these corpses, let this silver dollar still be a silver dollar. If I can't take it away, let this silver dollar turn into gold!

He Xiu opened his hand and looked again and again...

Well, God said we can take away these corpses that have been dead for thousands of years, so that's no problem.

With a smile on his lips, he put away the silver coins, formed a seal with his hands, and shouted sternly: "Group Spiritual Technique, Kai~!"

System side task: Solve the bronze armored corpse in Xishuangbanna, reward: 1. Group corpse raising technique. 2. Ten years of pure mana.

This is the system skill that He Xiu was rewarded with when he eliminated the Bronze Armored Corpse King. He had previously used it on the hungry refugees who died on the roadside. He wanted to bury them to prevent their corpses from being exposed in the wilderness.

Card~. The ancient corpse that had just been lying dead in the sky seemed to have come to life. Its head started to rotate. Then, He Xiu heard countless clicking sounds in his ears.

This is in the deep canyon, and within a radius of ten miles, all the corpses have been resurrected.

Corpses that had not been moved for thousands of years twisted their bodies and crawled towards the cliff, densely packed in the direction of He Xiu. They had no consciousness or IQ, but simply followed the guidance of some strange energy, heading towards the cliff. He Xiu climbed away.

Very quickly, He Xiu opened the space door and subconsciously issued an order to let all the ancient corpses crawl into the space door.

The enhanced skeleton was like inspecting soldiers, commenting on each corpse, especially when he saw the female corpse, that guy was so excited, as if He Xiu was choosing a concubine for him.

This scene took more than an hour and did not stop. Of course, it was because He Xiu was picky. Although most of them were still intact, some were really rotten. He didn't lack corpses that were thousands of years old. Why bother with these hundreds of rotting corpses? Let them go back to where they came from, and cover their own coffins by the way.

Looking at the corpse that never climbed over again, He Xiu secretly thought. : "Well, it's almost gone, let's go!"

He Xiu closed the space door, took away the coffin of the hermit just next to him, and gave it to the strengthened skeleton for his royal use.

Shaqiang looked at the pine coffin and felt disgusted, but he still picked up the corpse, refined the coffin, and became the driver's skeleton.

But the Wu Gorge Canyon was very complicated, with caves connected to each other. He Xiu explored every cave, and his head hurt from the excessive use of his spiritual sense.

"Well, there is a secret passage!"

Huangtian paid off. Just when He Xiu was thinking about finding a place to rest for a day and recover from fatigue, he found a secret passage that only one person could walk on. This secret passage had obvious artificial traces and was obviously made manually. , according to the exploration of spiritual consciousness, the link is in a large cave. There is a pine coffin lying horizontally on the ground, and a stone coffin is exposed underground. To put it bluntly, it is the coat of the coffin, with detailed pictures and texts of mountains and rivers carved on it. Nine bronze tiger locks hold it tightly.

At first glance, there is a big guy in this scene, and the good baby should be here.

He Xiu walked in, biting the space door, and the nine buttons of the stone coffin buried in the ground disappeared, turning into a gap in the black hole.

I thought there would be some kind of mechanism, but in the end I didn’t even let go of anything, and there was no tomb robbing experience at all, so it’s a bad review.

Giving Shaqiang a wink, Shaqiang understood, stretched out a finger, and with a hook, the coffin lid flew up. The sarcophagus, which could only be moved by several strong men, was actually opened by the infinitely strong Shaqiang's finger.

Seeing that there was really no mechanism, He Xiu coughed, awkwardly walked out of the corner, and pushed away the complacent Silk Qiang.

Inside the stone coffin, there was a coffin without a coffin lid. There were no bones inside, only a golden box that was one and nearly two feet long. They were placed in the center of the coffin. Under clear vision, no tricks could be seen.

He reached down with his paw and grabbed the heavy gold box with layers of patterns carved on it. But when he opened it, he saw...it was actually a writing brush, the kind used to write big-character posters.

Is this ancestor of the Feng family mentally ill? He spent such an expensive box just to hide a pen. Could it be the pen of the magic pen Ma Liang? However, this pole is not simple at all. It is made of heavy gold and has two lines of characters engraved on it: "Guanshan Magic Brush", and the painted ground is the door, eight big characters.

It is absolutely impossible for Guanshan Taibao to have the pen of Ma Liang, the magic pen. I took the pen and checked it around a lot, and made sure it was a solid gold pen. There was no secret hidden in the map. This was strange. Where was Dixian Village?

Among the patterns on the gold box, there is indeed a painting, which depicts two immortals painting a door pattern facing the mountain. The environment on the pattern is very similar to that of somewhere in the canyon, but it is definitely not the same. In this cave.

His consciousness scanned the cave wall and found no hidden passage. "It seems we still have to go to the canyon outside to find the Dixian Road intersection."

It is a habit to leave your own carvings on the stone wall, which can penetrate five centimeters of the cave wall. As the saying goes, the passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names.

What if a guy named Hu Bayi came here and saw the name of this person who came here, would you feel emotional?

: The Celestial Master of Maoshan Fumo Hall, the Lord of the Hidden Immortal Cave, and Taoist Yuan Qian are here for a visit. Fatty King Hu Bayi and you two idiots are late, hahahahaha! The writing was left in the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China.

After looking at his masterpiece and thinking about Hu Bayi's expression in the future, He Xiu smiled and then exited the cave with satisfaction and came to the edge of the cliff.

The entrance to the cave is not far from the bottom of the canyon, and the canyon is in the shape of a triangle, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. With a clear eye, you can see the soft rocks washed out by the water at the bottom of the canyon, where some tenacious plants and some dark creatures grow, and they are actually still there. There are some strange tree species growing there that are unfamiliar to me.

(End of this chapter)