Chapter 265: Meeting an Old Ghost

At this moment, Wu Laoliu was hiding in a coffin, looking very embarrassed. He had pulled off his human skin and put it in the coffin, disguising it as a corpse, while the maggots that actually made up his body quietly hid in every corner of the tomb.

At this moment, the entire tomb was dyed red with blood, like a mark of evil. At the entrance of the tomb, blood accumulated into a puddle, and the color changed from bright red to reddish brown, like some kind of sticky sauce. There were dark red, half-coral hard branches growing out of the blood, swaying in the cold wind.

This is blood bait. Blood bait can only grow in the place where corpse qi and yin qi meet, in the highly toxic blood. The moment it grows, it will wither and decay, emitting millions of deadly spores. These spores are full of poison, and they will grow when they meet blood. They will grow on the skin and flesh of people, animals, and even corpses, sucking all nutrients and using the prey as a new breeding ground for blood bait.

The blood bait grows very fast. Now the whole tomb is almost covered with blood. It won't be long before the blood bait grows all over the tomb. By then, Wu Laoliu's maggots will die.

But in fact, whether it is the poisonous blood or the blood bait that fills the tomb, they are all made by Wu Laoliu. Only in this way can he avoid the terrifying and persistent pursuers outside!

Seek a glimmer of hope.

Wu Laoliu suffered heavy damage in this exploration of the burial area, but he does not regret it. As long as he can go back alive, he will dare to do it again next time!

The burial area is countless times more dangerous than the sacrificial area. The sacrificial area itself is safer. As long as you understand the traditional rules and don't offend ghosts and gods, there will be no big problems.

But the burial area is different.

This time, Wu Laoliu brought most of his family property, including 100,000 corpse worms, 30,000 maggot pupae, 5,000 maggots and 3,000 "Mi Ling" that he had just subdued in the sacrificial area, as well as various sneaky demons he had accumulated over the years. In total, he can at least match seven or eight heavenly monsters.

However, they were almost wiped out as soon as they reached the outer perimeter when they were exploring the burial area!

"Too dangerous!"

Thinking of the previous danger, even the shrewd and knowledgeable Wu Laoliu was frightened: "The outer perimeter is actually a flying zombie!"

The thousand-year-old zombies that have cultivated successfully are flying zombies. They can go up to the sky and into the ground, penetrate mountains and go down the soil, and can even cast spells. Their bodies are as hard as iron and will not decay or decay.

The coffins in the outer tombs are all hung with iron hooks and suspended in the stone chambers, but this is a bait! Those flying zombies are not in the coffins. They are hanging upside down on the top of the tomb like bats, and they are not in their own stone chambers. The first dozen coffins are all empty. When people relax their vigilance, these flying zombies will appear silently, just like they have become spirits.

Flying zombies are not bad, after all, they can still be restrained by Mi Ling. But if you explore further, you will see uncorrupted bones in the deeper part of the burial area! This kind of zombie has a bone as black as jade in its body. It is not afraid of sunlight and can even absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. It is comparable to a heavenly monster and is not afraid of Mi Ling at all.

Fortunately, Wu Laoliu's precious maggots can still invade their bodies. Not to mention controlling them, at least they make Bu Huo Gu not too hostile to him.

However, if he probes further, even Wu Laoliu's maggots will not work!

"Fu Shi, definitely Fu Shi."

Thinking of the dark and translucent, evil and terrifying skeleton. Wu Laoliu shuddered, and the maggots on his body trembled with human skin, and the maggots were also afraid.

It was an open-air cemetery with only a few rotten coffins. The corpse gas in Wuluo Mountain was so heavy that the sun was not seen. But this open-air cemetery can see the sun at noon. Wu Laoliu originally thought that it was a safe spot in the burial area, but he didn't expect that there were several black skeletons lying in the square!

A faint black mist permeated their bodies. Mi Ling, who was leading the group, immediately rotted and turned black when he touched the black mist, becoming the opponent's puppet.

When the maggots touched the black mist, they turned into black pulp one by one. There was even mist following the maggot corpses and almost found Wu Laoliu himself. If it weren't for the fact that those black skeletons couldn't move, Wu Laoliu would probably have died on the spot.

That's Fu Shi! Fu Shi is a complete corpse with incorruptible bones! Their entire skeletons have turned black, and they are not afraid of any control. They can even absorb the sun's rays without fear of daytime. The only weakness is that they can't move, but the black mist around them is enough to kill anyone who dares to invade the territory.

What safe point? This open-air cemetery is clearly a place for Fu Shi to bask in the sun and absorb the essence of the sun!

Only in the middle of the burial area, Wu Laoliu has used up a small half of the demons and monsters that he has accumulated as a merchant in various journeys for countless years. Most of the subordinates he brought this time were destroyed, but Wu Laoliu didn't feel discouraged at all! The higher the level and the stronger the zombies, the brighter his eyes became.

He was good at controlling all kinds of corpse worms, controlling corpse qi, and even practicing according to this. Cemeteries and burial areas were his world. The stronger the burial area, the more beneficial it was to him, the maggot Lao Liu!

From the time he came in until now, he, Wu Lao Liu, had been very cautious and compromised. He finally reached the middle section of Wuluo Mountain and got into trouble with a group of troublesome live beads in the south.

The sacrificial area was at the southernmost part of the middle section of Wuluo Mountain, adjacent to the group of live beads, and it was not a place to stay for a long time. And in the southwest street area, there was a terrifying red-clothed ghost king, which was already her territory, with countless evil ghosts and resentful souls under her seat. Even though this red-clothed ghost king came from the most beautiful Xiangxi, and the two of them could barely be considered fellow villagers, Wu Lao Liu did not dare to make friends with her at all.

Only the burial area in the southeast was Wu Lao Liu's real goal! Originally, he planned to develop slowly and build the sacrificial area into his own impregnable territory before exploring the burial area. However, the group of terrifying living beads kept staring at him, and in just one month, the pollution spread to 500 meters outside the sacrificial area.

Under no choice, Wu Laoliu attacked the burial area at this point.

But this burial area was the right place. Since arriving at the burial area, Wu Laoliu could immediately feel his strength growing rapidly! And it was not only because of the strong corpse qi and death qi here, but also because he was temporarily free from the control of the hotel and no longer supervised and exploited by the hotel!

Although he has not yet fully recovered his memory, Wu Laoliu has thought of many words recently, such as "safe point", "30 degrees north latitude", "token", "undeveloped", "Tusi King's Tomb", etc. Some words he can understand, and some words Wu Laoliu thinks have deeper meanings.

But as he moves away from the hotel and away from the damned person in charge, the membrane that blocks all his memories is getting thinner and thinner.

Give him a little more time, and he will be able to remember!

But with the oppression of that group of damned live beads, what Wu Laoliu lacks most now is time. He has already found the corpse, but Wu Laoliu still wants to look inside. Now he has just reached the middle of the burial area, what will be deeper?

He had already thought of leading the living beads to the burial area, driving the wolves and tigers to eat them, and making them both lose. But the group of living beads was so fast that they could almost teleport. The corpses could not move, and the black fog alone might not be able to trap them.

The corpses appeared just in the middle of the burial area, so what would be deeper?

The black fog from the corpses has not yet covered the entire open-air corpse field. If it is a few years later, the entire corpse field is covered with thick black fog, then even Wu Laoliu would never dare to continue exploring.

But now he dares!

It was this exploration that forced Wu Laoliu into the current desperate situation.

"Hu——"

The shallow breathing sound came from the door of the tomb, mixed in the gloomy wind, and it was almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully. But at the moment when the breathing sound sounded, Wu Laoliu immediately held his breath and dared not move. He didn't even dare to have any fluctuations in his thoughts, let alone contact the maggots left behind in the sacrificial area.

Wu Laoliu almost completely sealed himself off, with only one corpse worm hiding in the gap of the coffin lid, facing the door of the tomb, quietly staring at the door.

The blood bait at the door of the tomb swayed slightly, as if the wind was blowing.

It seemed as if...

Some invisible person quietly walked past the blood bait.

"Pop!"

The next moment, the corpse worm facing the door of the tomb suddenly exploded!

It was discovered! !

A great sense of horror surged like a tide, and nearly half of the maggots in the tomb died, leaving only the maggots hidden in the innermost corner still lingering.

"Heh..."

A light laugh echoed in the silent tomb. The blood bait at the door of the tomb withered rapidly, and the spores were all dyed gray by the thick corpse gas before they flew up, and fell to the ground like dust. Seeing this scene, Wu Laoliu was horrified, and the alarm in his mind sounded.

It turned out that it was not afraid of the blood bait, it was just playing with him maliciously!

Just like a cat catching a mouse, it is interesting enough to make the prey despair when it thinks it is safe and relaxes its vigilance.

But Wu Laoliu did not despair, and he was not even prepared to escape. Because he had left half of his body in the sacrificial area, even if he was completely killed here, he could return to the sacrificial area and revive!

Not only did he not hide, Wu Laoliu even sent the last few corpse worms to look out boldly-with such heavy losses, he must find out what the monster in the pit of ten thousand corpses is!

That's right, behind the open-air cemetery, there is an unfathomable mountain crack. This mountain crack is a hundred meters long and dozens of meters wide, and there are all kinds of corpses in the mountain crack! There are even iceberg crystal corpses and desert mummies that should not appear in the climate of Xiangxi! At a glance, all kinds of arms and limbs are either skinny or shiny and plump.

But these corpses are not zombies, they are not stiff, just ordinary corpses. But so many corpses can be collected and preserved so well, there must be extremely terrifying existence in this crack.

Wu Laoliu also thought of the unfathomable, terrifying mountain crack in the middle of Wuluo Mountain, which was shrouded in miasma. The real core area of ​​the Wuluo Mountain Tusi King Tomb was in the mountain crack.

Thinking of this, Wu Laoliu's chest was jumping with excitement. Would this crack lead to that mountain crack?

He just took a step forward.

Then he provoked this monster.

Closer, closer, Wu Laoliu drove the corpse worm to rush to the door of the tomb desperately, and the other party seemed to find it interesting and did not crush the corpse worm directly.

With the help of the corpse worm's eyes, Wu Laoliu saw a hand.

Hmm?

A hand?

The skin of this hand is white, without any flaws, and the fingers are slender, like jade carvings. The nails are also neat, not the sharp nails of ordinary zombies, which are gray, white, or black. It is perfectly trimmed, and it is the kind of very healthy, normal nails.

Obviously not like a zombie, but Wu Laoliu is even more suffocated!

For him, the appearance of zombies in the cemetery is not scary, the appearance of "living people" is the scariest! Whether it is a real living person, or a zombie that is so powerful that it looks completely the same as an ordinary person!

The moment Wu Laoliu saw this hand, his whole body was alarmed, and he immediately exploded all the maggots. Run, run, run away quickly. However, what made him despair was that when his mind was separated from the maggots in the tomb and was about to return to the sacrificial area, a snow-white hand appeared in the dark.

It was this hand! It seemed to be able to cross space, cross life and death, and chase Wu Laoliu's remaining consciousness directly to his base camp!

What kind of monster is this!

No, no, no, you can never go directly back to the core of the sacrificial area!

Even if this ray of consciousness is lost, this part of memory will never be able to bring this terrifying monster back to the core of the sacrificial area. Wu Laoliu made a decision in a blink of an eye, and this ray of consciousness went directly to the stone archway.

That is the southernmost part of the sacrificial area, the place closest to the group of living beads. The stone figurines there have been completely controlled by Wu Laoliu. It’s already so dangerous anyway, why not just divert the trouble to the east and take a chance!

The return of consciousness was instantaneous. The moment he returned, Wu Laoliu opened his eyes and was about to run out——

Eyes, why can't you open your eyes? What is this white layer in front of my eyes?

no.

Wu Laoliu was shocked.

Where are our stone figurines? ?

Where is my maggot? ?

Before he could think about it, the next moment, it seemed as if a thick shadow was coming, unable to dodge, and Wu Laoliu felt the fear and trembling from the deepest part of his soul again.

"Click."

* *

"What's wrong?"

Just as Wei Xun was asking the stone figurine, he saw the little octopus on his shoulder suddenly stretched out its tentacles and poked the air. But it wasn't just poking randomly. Wei Xun heard a soft "pop" sound, like popping a bubble.

"Is Wu Laoliu's consciousness back?"

Wei Xun guessed the truth as soon as his heart moved, and he became alert the next moment.

Wu Laoliu only returned consciously, which means that he was destroyed in the tomb area! And he did not choose to resurrect the maggots at the core of the sacrificial area, but came to the outermost periphery of the sacrificial area, the stone tablet area closest to the eyeball monster. This means that the monsters that killed him are most likely chasing him!

But Wei Xun didn't feel anything, which meant that the opponent was extremely powerful, far more powerful than him!

"Snapped!"

Sooner or later, at the moment Wei Xun's heart moved, the little octopus melted into the darkness, and the fog representing *** reappeared. An oversized tentacle stretched out from the fog, one covering Wei Xun's eyes, and two The strips wrapped around his body. But this time * * * did not cover his ears.

Then Wei Xun heard a muffled groan, as if someone was hurt.

But since he listened, the one who got hurt was definitely not * * *

"Huh?"

A chuckle sounded out of thin air. Wei Xun had never heard such an ethereal and melodious male voice. The voice was lazy, as if he hadn't woken up.

"No wonder he fled here...it turns out he has a backer."

"roll."

A faint sound came from Wei Xun's mouth.

Um?

* * * Let his body speak?

After a brief moment of surprise, Wei Xun understood. * * *This is to support him! And he didn't do it by himself, black mist enveloped Wei Xun's body, hiding his face. * * *'s aura blended with Wei Xun's aura, making them look like the same person.

At the same time as he said the word 'get out', Wei Xun felt that 'he' was ruthless and took action!

Beating the enemy severely, bringing fear to them, giving them a strong psychological shadow, making them deeply imprint Wei Xun's aura in their hearts.

In this way, even if there is only Wei Xun and no *** in the future, they will keep this fear firmly in mind.

call……

After realizing this, Wei Xun gave a rare sigh in his heart.

Really, I don’t know what to say.

If the positions were reversed, he would never do this from the * * * position.

If it were him, he would also take action, but all dimensions and all deterrence would be in his own hands.

Let the protected person remember deeply that without him it would be impossible to make it here. Thereby relying on him more, trusting him, and thinking of him all the time.

Instead of directly covering him with the tiger skin that scares the enemy, what else can you get besides gratitude? Wei Xun can leave him and come here alone to take risks in the future.

What should I say?

In Wei Xun's opinion, this approach was too An Xuefeng.

I have never seen such an upright person without any selfish motives.

* * * He will be jealous and want more and more. Even many of his methods and practices look completely different from An Xuefeng. Wei Xun's original idea of ​​soul slicing was to cut out some things, just like the dream chaser said, the astrologer cut out his pessimistic side, and he was no longer pessimistic.

Wei Xun originally thought that * * * would be the emotional, evil, and even paranoid and violent part of An Xuefeng. But the more I get to know him, the closer I get to his core, the more I find that their essence is actually the same.

And the results of previous adventures are interesting.

* * * It was love, but An Xuefeng was possessive.

Is it because An Xuefeng didn't cut out his possessiveness? How to explain the * * * situation? Or... is the hotel hiding something in the slice?

Think about it, a person who thought he had cut off all pessimism suddenly discovers at a critical moment that the deepest part of his heart is still an extremely pessimistic core. What will happen then?

Will you fall into despair?

Wei Xun shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Now was not the time to explore this. Wei Xun felt the * * * power surging in his body, and as soon as 'he' took action, he crushed the enemy to dust - he did not pursue him in person, only a wisp of pure corpse energy came here. and a hand.

And now, that hand is already in Wei Xun's.

‘Wandering Corpse’

The voice of * * * sounded in Wei Xun’s mind: ‘The zombie who has withstood nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one thunderbolts’

Oops!

Wei Xun marveled in his heart, Tian Lei was familiar with him, this zombie was really a ruthless character.

‘Born from the resentment of heaven and earth, immortal, immortal, and beyond the six reincarnations, able to enter and exit the Yin and Yang realms, this is called a wandering corpse*’

Even * * *’s tone was more cautious: “Be careful.”

This wandering corpse is extremely strong.

But * * * said to be careful in Wei Xun’s mind, but it was not so on the surface. Wei Xun only heard ‘himself’ say lightly: “I accept this hand, little wandering corpse, if you dare to approach the South District again, don’t leave.”

“I really didn’t expect... There is actually a tough guy who can beat me on this Wuluo Mountain.”

The wandering corpse is really powerful. * * *’s attack didn’t even crush his corpse qi directly, and he still let him say a word! The wandering corpse was puzzled:

“With such strength, why are you hiding in the ancestral hall?”

“You are so long-winded.”

Wei Xun scolded, but this time he didn’t let * * * take action again—relying on others is always unconfident.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he also had to have a trump card to scare the wandering corpses.

With his mind turned, Wei Xun raised his hand and summoned a ball of fire!

Ordinary flames might not work well against wandering corpses, even the Samadhi True Fire was not strong enough.

What Wei Xun summoned was the Phoenix Fire that swallowed a trace of Zhurong's fire energy at the last battlefield of the Ming Tombs! As soon as the flames came out, the surroundings instantly became warm, as if from late autumn to early summer, the dirty corpse gas and dead air were washed away, and the original black mold worm holes on the stone archway disappeared completely!

"Zhurong's fire?? How can you have Zhurong's fire!"

Even the wandering corpse gas was horrified! The flames swept over, and it had nowhere to escape under the power of * * *, and could only be burned by the flames! Even if he couldn't see it, Wei Xun could feel that the wandering corpse gas was being burned away by Zhurong's flames. That was a complete destruction, and there was no such corpse gas in the world anymore.

It's just that the Zhurong Fire that Wei Xun controls has only a trace of fire, too little, and it takes some effort to burn the corpse gas - but under the suppression of * * *, the opponent has nowhere to escape. This slow burning does not seem to be less fire, but more like deliberate torture!

"Speak."

Wei Xun's next words further confirmed You Jiang's guess. Sure enough, this person is going to torture him!

The word "speak" means that what the other party says is entirely up to him, but it gives people a sense of oppression that they are in control of the situation. With the power of * * * and the slowly burning Zhurong Fire, the effect is even better.

"I admit that you are really powerful."

However, You Jiang is a tough guy: "Even if you can easily find me and burn me to death, I am just a small character in this place."

"What's more, your opponent should not be us."

The movement here alarmed all directions. With the keen perception given by * * *, Wei Xun could feel that in the southwest, a terrifying blood shadow rose up and looked at them coldly.

'Stronger than You Jiang. ’

Stronger than the wandering zombie? ?

Wei Xun took a breath and murmured in his heart.

‘Wu Laoliu is really lucky’

To the east is the wandering zombie, and from what he said, the wandering zombie is probably just a small character, and there must be more terrifying existences in the burial area.

To the west is the Blood Clothed Ghost King, and I heard that it is even stronger than the wandering zombie.

How can Wu Laoliu occupy the sacrificial area? Why don’t those stronger ghosts invade here?

The sacrificial area must be hiding a secret!

Wei Xun made up his mind to take advantage of this day to search the sacrificial area thoroughly. He did not hesitate any more. Zhu Rong increased his firepower and slowly burned the corpse gas to ashes.

You Jiang saw that even after talking about this, this strong man still tortured him so much. He must be a petty person who will never give up! He said that he was not afraid of being killed, but who is not afraid of being killed? Who can guarantee that this person will really break into the burial area just to kill him!

No, before the corpse gas disappeared, he made up his mind and directly diverted the blame, laughing:

"It's really interesting, you are a gravekeeper, she is also a gravekeeper, but I don't know who can really guard this big tomb! Hahahaha——"

He was about to be burned at the last moment, but he didn't expect that this strong man was really shameless and stopped the fire at the last moment!

"Huh?"

You Jiang's words made Wei Xun stop the fire on the spot. Wei Xun understood what this man meant as soon as he heard it. But his words did reveal two key information.

'You are a gravekeeper'

Before returning to the hotel, Wei Xun's status was not settled, and he didn't know whether the 'head of the gravekeeper' canonized by the seven emperors of the Ming Dynasty after completing the sacrifice by lightning still counted.

Now it seems that it counts. How did You Jiang judge that he was a 'tombkeeper'? From what he said, the 'tombkeeper' might have a special status in the Tusi King's Tomb, which is extremely important.

Guarding this big tomb, the largest tomb in Wuluo Mountain, of course, is the core Tusi King's Tomb!

Who can really guard this big tomb means that there can only be one tomb keeper. And besides him, there is another tomb keeper here——

Wei Xun was thoughtful, looking at the Blood-clothed Ghost King floating in the night sky, with an increasingly terrifying aura.

Suddenly, Wei Xun smiled. His original attitude towards Youjiang, which was as cold as the winter wind, suddenly became as warm as the spring breeze.

"Pingping~"

Wei Xun said kindly: "I'm here to see you!"

"I haven't seen you for a month, have you missed me?"

What?

What did he say?

What Pingping? What one month? What is he talking about?

Youjiang's corpse was stunned, and suddenly a very terrifying thought came to his mind.

Could it be that——

"Can you destroy the relationship between me and Pingping with just a few words? Pingping and I are -"

What is it? But what?

This is too bad, it was obviously intentional!

You Zhiqi failed to hear the last words, and the next moment Zhu Rong's fire energy ignited again, and it was completely burned.

The surrounding area instantly became quiet, leaving only the blood-clothed ghost king in mid-air and Wei Xun standing on the ground shrouded in black mist.

"It's been a month since I last saw you, Pingping, you have become even more beautiful."

Wei Xun sighed.

That's right, You Zhan's words about "gravekeeper" immediately confirmed Wei Xun's identity as the Blood-clothed Ghost King!

What kind of tombkeeper is qualified to guard the tomb of a chieftain king?

Of course, it was Pingping who lived in Qiebi Village during that time and was originally from the lineage of the chieftain king’s tombkeeper! The strongest and most dangerous ghost he encountered in Xiangxi!

I thought that Pingping was just a hundred-year-old ghost, but after not seeing her for a month, she became a blood-clothed ghost king more powerful than You Zhengdu. The tomb of the Tusi King at 30 degrees north latitude really had a different response.

The trick is getting closer, but Wei Xun is still vigilant. Who knows if Pingping is still rational now?

The blood-clothed ghost king was floating in mid-air, but he didn't make any move. He just stared at him with a cold look.

Wei Xun smiled brightly and was wary.

Until the black fog cleared and the little octopus returned to his shoulder. Wei Xun felt relieved a little, * * * This was his way of telling him that the Blood-clothed Ghost King had no intention of killing him.

But just when Wei Xun thought about this, his eyes lit up, and he decided to have a relationship with Pingping, he saw the blood-clothed ghost king floating downwards, with no intention of having a relationship with him.

"Wait a minute, Pingping, don't you remember our agreement?"

Wei Xun immediately expressed his emotions and made up nonsense: "At that time, you said that it was too cold to be alone in the Tomb of the Tusi King. I said that I would definitely come to you. But you didn't believe it. You said that I was too weak and would never come. So fast - but look now, it's only been a month and I'm here!"

"Don't leave in a hurry, Pingping!"

"Pingping, Pingping, don't you invite me to be your guest?"

Under Wei Xun's sincere call, the Blood-clothed Ghost King finally stopped when there was only the last trace of blood left. Then she spoke quietly.

Even though he had been away from Zuimei Xiangxi for a month, Wei Xun still remembered Pingping's voice. It was the first time he heard Li Gui's voice! As if she was deliberately hiding her strength, Pingping's voice didn't change much, and of course there was no enthusiasm.

I miss that first trip so much.

Wei Xun thought with emotion, and then heard Pingping say lightly: "Where are the men and women who were with you before? Are they looking for new loves?"

"My vision is really good this time."

Um?

What are the men and women who are together, and what are the men and women who are looking for new love?

Wei Xun was stunned for a rare moment, and just for this moment, Wei Xun suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. The cold feeling was originally directed at Ping Ping, but after she spoke, the cold feeling directed at her slowly dissipated and only lingered on Wei Xun. Phoenix Fire stared at him melancholy, and the tentacles formed from the black mist tightened around him.

The blood color dissipated, and Pingping Shiran left. Wei Xun was left exhausted, holding the giant tentacle with difficulty, holding the phoenix feather on his head, and began to coax the octopus and the phoenix bird.