Chapter 429 Sheep Flock

Something is fishy.

This dice has been quiet since it arrived at Wei Xun's side, and Wei Xun did not sense any special aura or pollution from it. It suddenly trembles now. Could it be that there is something related to the dealer in this cemetery?

He and the devil merchant looked at each other, and they stopped in unison.

What the devil merchant was thinking was that there were too many problems in this cemetery. How could the souls of good people buried here be broken like this? It has not yet been determined whether the Undead Bunker is doing something secretly or whether people who died on the battlefield will undergo such strange changes. If it is the former, then the entire Undead Bunker may have evil intentions towards them. If it is the latter, if they ask questions based on this, they may cause the shepherd dogs to arouse Do not act rashly if you are suspicious.

First get the picket in hand and clean off the pollution on your body.

Wei Xun did not enter the cemetery rashly, he could not control the dealer's dice. It was trembling slightly while it was still outside, pushing in one direction in his hand, as if it was about to rush out. What if it gets even closer and it suddenly flies out.

"Why, don't you go in and take a look?"

Seeing the two people parked outside the cemetery, the shepherd dog asked casually.

"See you later."

Wei Xun pretended to cough twice, coughing up some red and blue blood. His face looked a little languid, and he turned his head away as if he didn't want to see the desolate and desolate look of the cemetery.

“Let’s deal with the pollution first.”

Wei Xun took one last look deep into the cemetery, in the direction where the croupier's dice wanted to go. There were six or seven white flowers on that line. Although I don’t know which flower affects the dealer’s dice, I just want them all. Wei Xun secretly asked the corn shoot that had been following him underground to let it sneak under the cemetery and stretch it into a line. There would be a group of its tentacles in the ground corresponding to each flower.

Just grab all the corn shoots and the flowers and soil before leaving... No, just grabbing this line is too conspicuous.

Wei Xun worked nonstop, letting the corn shoots twist into a maze in the ground, matching almost all the flowers in the cemetery, and then he turned around and left with the devil merchant in peace.

Sure enough, after walking far away, the dealer's dice stopped being restless.

Seeing that they were really going to leave, the shepherd dog tilted his ears.

I was told to look at the cemetery, but when I got there I stopped looking. Human beings have really repetitive personalities.

The shepherd dog thought of it with disdain, but said yes. This demon looks sick and dying. If he is not allowed to clean up some pollution quickly, who knows when he will die suddenly. To be honest, the Shepherd felt that it was impossible for the two of them to leave the Undead Bunker in their current condition and they would have to be buried here. However, seeing that they still wanted to survive tenaciously, the Shepherd laughed happily.

That expression of collapse where the last glimmer of hope is crushed and turned into despair must be very nice.

"This is the inner perimeter of the pasture. Don't touch the white sheep with your dirty hands."

Thoughts were full of malice in his heart, but on the surface, the shepherd dog did his duty and took the two people to their destination.

"You must remove the pollution from at least two pickets. Of course, if you can remove more pollution, the castle will give you a satisfactory reward."

After being truly brought inside by the sheepdog, Wei Xun and the devil merchant discovered that the pickets and sheep they had seen from a distance were all illusions. To truly enter the pasture, they had to pass through a thick layer of gray ghost fog. , it is impossible to see pickets and sheep from such a distance. This ghostly mist even affected the underground at the same time, and the sheep and dogs observed by Corn Shoots were actually part of the illusion.

The pasture was more dangerous than they expected. There were large groups of vulture souls in the ghost mist. Compared with the crow souls, they were larger and more dangerous. They even dared to fly over at low altitude to catch the faces of Wei Xun and the devil merchant. Barking with the collie.

However, this bold vulture ghost was severely punished by the shepherd dog. After dropping a few feathers, it flew away with a hoarse chirp.

"Take the feather."

Under the reminder of the shepherd dog, Wei Xun and the devil merchant each picked up a translucent feather from the soul of a vulture, and then they discovered that the ghost mist would no longer block their sight.

"cool."

Seeing the scene in front of him, the devil merchant couldn't help but sigh. In front of them was an endless stretch of spiked wooden stakes, one after another, winding their way to the end of the field of vision. They couldn't count how many there were, with different heights. The nearest wooden stake to them was as tall as a person, and an adult man's wrist was thick. , very primitive and rough, covered with unpolished wooden thorns.

The tip of the top of the wooden stake was extremely sharp and was black and red soaked in blood. In addition to the coagulated blood, there were also some hard lumps that looked like internal organ fragments, rotten meat, and some filth. They emitted bursts of stench, and it was as if you could hear the screams of resentful spirits when you got close to the sharp stakes.

But what is more terrifying than the spiked wooden piles is the sheep wandering under the wooden piles. Different from the illusion displayed by the ghost fog outside, the sheep under the picket are not pure white, like a bunch of snow-white clouds, but the wool is covered in pits, as if it has been gnawed by a dog, with no white hair at all. The skin seemed to be soaked in black oil, and clusters of dirty pollution accumulated on the white sheep's bodies, staining them a dirty gray-black color.

"If you can wash a sheep, two people can wash only one sheep."

Seeing that the two people's eyes were on Aries, the shepherd dog gave friendly suggestions. His words made the devil merchant's eyes twitch.

'This piece of shit wants us to die'

It was rare for him to curse in front of Xiaocui: 'These sheep are all contaminated by battlefield pollution. Damn it, these are not pure and beautiful souls at all.'

The devil merchant had observed the sheep outside before, thinking that they were beautiful souls without a single flaw. The Undead Lord also said that these sheep were the good qualities they had abandoned. But now that he saw the real sheep, he felt that he had been deceived.

But someone reacted more strongly than him.

‘How is it possible? ! How did the soul fragments become like this? ! ’

The Undead Lord couldn’t believe it, and the Great Demon also took a breath and said solemnly: “It turns out that what we saw were all illusions. The problem is so serious.”

Neither the demons nor the undead could enter the ranch. At most, they could only peek at the ranch scene from afar. But the white sheep they saw were also just illusions of the ghost fog surrounding the ranch. No one knew the truth inside the ranch!

Indeed, the ranch was on the edge of the Undead Bunker, closest to the pollution of the battlefield outside, and most susceptible to pollution. The undead abandoned their good qualities because these beautiful and clean soul fragments could naturally absorb the invading pollution and prevent the pollution from invading the Undead Bunker.

They had also thought that the soul fragments would be polluted and eroded, but with the sheepdogs, the situation would not be too bad... But now it seems that the situation has become extremely bad! The most important thing is, who set up this circle of ghost fog in the inner circle to mislead the cognition of the undead and demons?

The devil merchant's heart trembled, feeling that he had touched a higher-level conspiracy. He secretly told Xiao Cui the news revealed by the undead monarch and the big demon.

Someone deliberately concealed the true situation in the ranch?

Wei Xun frowned slightly, and he was doing two things at the same time. He did not reject the sheepdog's proposal openly at first, saying that he would try it if he met a sheep that he liked. Then he and the devil merchant followed the spiked wooden stakes forward, as if they were carefully observing and choosing the polluted wooden stakes, but in fact they were lost in thought.

Who, where, at what time, what did they do, and why.

The ranch can be arranged like this, and many undead and demons in the undead bunker are still unaware. The biggest suspects in Wei Xun's eyes are the sheepdog and the parliament.

The fact that the sheepdog brought them into the ranch without hiding anything shows this.

Either it is not until the battlefield opens, and only the people from the parliament will enter here, or the sheepdog has never thought of letting them leave here.

Or both possibilities are true at the same time - outside the battlefield opening time, those who enter here are all the parliament members who are full of pollution and collapsing and dying. They were abandoned here and experienced some terrible things. Their souls were torn into pieces, the parts full of emotions and evil thoughts were taken away, and the remaining pure parts were buried in the cemetery, becoming a new line of defense to absorb and purify pollution.

So when did all this start?

The Undead Bunker may not have become like this ten years ago. Because at that time, Half Life entered here, chose a lucky Undead Overlord to merge into the magic mirror, and helped him find Aries. In other words, during the ten-year battlefield, the Undead Bunker was very likely to be normal.

Maybe Half Life Taoist split the Undead Bunker with that sword to cause a sensation, causing it to be destroyed and no longer intact, so more battlefield pollution invaded, causing the sheepdogs guarding the undead to swallow too much pollution, making it difficult to fully guard the undead and protect the Undead Bunker from being polluted, so they began to cooperate with humans.

So what is the benefit of secretly allowing these undead fragments to be seriously polluted?

The biggest benefit is probably that once the seriously polluted pieces of the undead are released, they will spontaneously return to their original souls. By then, all the undead monarchs and undead masters in the entire undead bunker will probably be seriously polluted.

But if you want to pollute them, just destroy the entire undead bunker directly. Why do you have to go around like this?

While thinking and moving forward, they walked very fast, and the spikes next to them gradually changed. Compared with the spikes they passed before, the spikes they encountered now were higher and more terrifying. They were also more terrifying. There were many barbs artificially carved on them, just like an inverted mace. Once a person is pierced, he can only fall down. If he wants to bite himself, the barbs will hook into his internal organs and flesh.

There is also a lot of filth on it, but it is slightly better than the previous spikes. The sheep wandering under the spikes is not covered with pollution, and there is a tuft of white hair on its forehead.

The undead corresponding to these spikes have reached the category of undead monarchs. The devil merchant glanced at Xiao Cui and hesitated to speak. He wanted to choose the sharp stakes that still had some capacity. The sharp stakes in front were all full of pollution, so where was the space to absorb the pollution from them?

However, Xiao Cui did not stop, and the devil merchant continued to walk. The sheepdog following beside him reminded him a few words. In his opinion, the pollution that these two people could absorb was the most. Going forward was really overestimating their own abilities. Didn’t they see that they were almost unable to hold on?

But Xiao Cui did not say anything, and the devil merchant just perfunctorily said a few words and secretly calculated the time.

From falling into the undead bunker to now... I'm afraid it has been forty or fifty minutes, and they have only a little more than an hour left.

There is still an hour.

When passing a sharp stake, Wei Xun finally stopped. This sharp stake was very special. It was cut in the middle. The cross section was cold and white, as if covered by frost and snow. The remaining part was very clean, without any blood stains. The most special thing was that there was no sheep wandering under this sharp stake.

Buzz——

The peach wood sword hidden in Wei Xun's sleeve buzzed and became hot, and the devil merchant clenched his fingers.

Found it, this is the wooden stake that was cut by the Half-Life Taoist with his sword Chu Hanshan/the wooden stake corresponding to the Undead Lord!

The former Undead Monarch had reached the level of Undead Overlord, and was sealed in the magic mirror for so many years before he dropped in rank. This sharp stake is the dividing line between the Undead Monarch and the Undead Overlord!

Under the cover of the vice speaker's robe, Wei Xun held a peach wood sword in one hand and a blood-sucking knife that merged with the fragments of the ancient oasis butterfly in the other hand. He carefully sensed it secretly and finally realized that the broken wooden stake seemed normal, with only a little frost and coldness left, but it

"This sharp stake is broken, why is it not broken?"

As Wei Xun was thinking, the devil merchant asked. He was in a bad situation just now. The Undead Monarch and the Great Demon quarreled in his soul. The Undead Monarch believed that there was a devil's conspiracy. As long as all the undead in the bunker were destroyed, the originally weak demon side could completely occupy the bunker.

The Great Demon directly called him bullshit, saying that demons and undead also needed the shelter of the bunker. If all the undead in the bunker are contaminated, then the undead bunker will simply become a battlefield contaminated lair. What's the point of fighting for such a shabby place? The demons will have nowhere to go.

It was only when the undead lord suddenly stopped talking next to the sharp stake that the devil merchant breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that if he could bring the sharp stake back to the hotel, he might have a way to deter the undead lord in his body.

"□□? As long as the undead bunker is not completely destroyed, it can't be □□."

The sheepdog sneered: "Of course, if the undead bunker is destroyed, it will no longer exist."

I understand, the sharp stake is already part of the undead bunker and cannot be □□.

The devil merchant nodded on the surface, but he didn't think so in his heart. Even if it can't be completely □□, can't it be cut off and taken away? But he can't cut it alone... The devil merchant looked at Xiao Cui and saw that Xiao Cui was still thinking.

Wei Xun was wondering what the thing hidden under the sharp stake was. It was hidden very well. If it weren't for the peach wood sword and the fragment of the ancient oasis butterfly in his hand, he couldn't feel its breath at all. Perhaps this was the reason why the thing left by the half-life Taoist could still be hidden here for so many years.

Time was running out, and it was not easy to take it away by force, but as long as he stopped beside it, Wei Xun would have a higher chance of contacting Lao Chen's team with the more active peach wood sword and blood-sucking knife!

"You don't want to choose this sharp stake."

They stopped here for too long, and the shepherd dog reminded impatiently: "It's just a simple sharp stake now, without any pollution on it. You can't choose it."

"We didn't plan to choose it either."

Wei Xun didn't move forward, but chose the sharp stake next to this sharp stake, which corresponded to the undead monarch. The devil businessman chose the one next to it in a serious manner.

Standing in front of the wooden stake, they began to dawdle-of course, they still pretended to be serious. Wei Xun took out a piece of paper man, stuck it on the wooden stake and began to absorb the pollution. The devil merchant was not so particular, he just grabbed the wooden stake with his hands and secretly stuck the cuffs with blue pollution on it.

Observing that the pollution on the wooden stake was being swallowed by the blue pollution, the devil merchant understood in his heart. Sure enough, the pollution splashed deep in the parliament was purely from the degree far greater than the battlefield pollution on the wooden stake.

In this case, it would take some effort to transfer all the blue pollution on the body to the wooden stake. Fortunately, the undead monarch and the big devil were worried about the current situation of the undead bunker. In order to have the opportunity to explore the truth here in the future, they rarely took the initiative to cooperate. As long as the devil merchant ordered, they would help transfer all the pollution to the wooden stake and help the devil merchant return to the hotel alive.

The time and place are all right, only the dog is not right.

The devil merchant pretended to absorb the pollution with difficulty, and glanced at the sheepdog with the corner of his eye. The dog was guarding behind them, and it would definitely not work to directly inject pollution in front of it.

How to lead this dog away?

'Tell me, who would raise such a flock of sheep? ’

Wei Xun muttered to himself. He had already figured out how to lead the sheepdog away, and then he started thinking about the sheep. His words were passed to the devil merchant through the thread, which made him feel certain.

Xiao Cui must have a way to lead the sheepdog away.

The devil merchant thought that he had behaved a little too ordinary along the way. What was the difference between this hugging Xiao Cui's thigh? He also began to think seriously and wanted to help Xiao Cui. In his thinking, the devil merchant brought in the owner's perspective. If it was him, why would he raise this flock of sheep?

Sell for money? Trade? Are they priceless in the eyes of some buyers? Or are they delicious to the owner?

The devil merchant felt that the latter was the least likely, but the lower the possibility, sometimes the closer it was to the correct answer.

‘Oh, maybe the owner who raised this flock of sheep is a unique taste’

The devil merchant said in a joking tone, and his words made Wei Xun's eyes light up and he had an inspiration!

What the devil merchant said was right. Putting aside all other factors and not looking at the dirty appearance of these sheep, if we only regard the "sheep" as food, the battlefield pollution on them is actually quite pure. The pollution on the sheep in the Undead Monarch Zone is purer than the sheep in front.

However, all these pollutions are sealed in their bodies, and not a single bit leaks out. Even the butterfly fragments are not interested, and the butterfly fragments do not want to be eaten, so Wei Xun did not think about food for a while.

His eyes fell from the sharp stakes to the sheep. The longer he stayed here, the more things Wei Xun wanted to pack back to the hotel. Now the time is almost up, and the information is almost collected.

"Hey, don't be lazy, keep working."

At this time, the sheepdog who had been staring at their supervisor seemed to be very troublesome.

'Wangcai, turn the river upside down'

Wei Xun secretly ordered Wangcai, who was lying in the belly of the sheepdog, to make it spit out a large amount of high-concentration pollution. After a while, the sheepdog's face turned green and turned around twice as if it had a stomachache. Finally, it couldn't help it. Seeing that the two people were cleaning up the pollution obediently, it threatened them and couldn't help it anymore. It hurried to the edge of the undead bunker to solve the problem.

The sheepdog left. Xiao Cui really had a plan! The devil businessman's eyes lit up and he immediately wanted to pour the pollution into the wooden stake. But the sheepdog would definitely know about this pollution. The devil businessman thought about it and looked at Xiao Cui first, waiting for Xiao Cui's plan.

Then the devil businessman happened to see Xiao Cui took out a poster of An Xuefeng, smiled and blew him a kiss, and then pasted the poster on the wooden stake.