The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 112 The short-lived darling of heaven 34)

Because, she saw that the black air seeping out of the pit was getting thicker, and it should be almost the end of the digging.

"It's so cold." Some hidden guards couldn't help whispering, looking up at the noon sun.

I feel strange in my heart, it's still noon in summer, when the sun is at its strongest, it's so cold...

The next ten people dug slower and slower. Although these people have strong characters, they are also martial arts practitioners, and they have internal strength to protect their bodies.

But as the pit got deeper and deeper, more and more Yin Qi seeped out, they gradually couldn't bear the cold breath, and felt colder and colder.

Jun Anzhi saw that they were almost done digging, and the most important thing was that their bodies couldn't stand any more erosion from Yin Qi.

"It's alright..." Jun Anzhi's voice was undoubtedly heavenly at this time.

The hidden guards breathed a sigh of relief one after another, and jumped out of the big pit that had been dug almost ten feet deep.

At this time, no matter how dull they are, they can guess the reason why the prince told them to follow the Taoist priest to dig a hole, and why the Taoist priest appeared in the barracks.

The Taoist priest asked them to dig a hole, and there might be something amazing at the bottom...

Sure enough, the Taoist priest did not disappoint them. He pulled out a... wooden sword, and scattered a lot of talisman papers around the pit...

After finishing all this, Jun Anzhi raised his head to look at the sky, and beckoned to Seventeen, "Is there any news from the prince?"

At this time, Shi Qi no longer looked down on Jun Anzhi as before—after guessing what might be buried in the pit.

He bowed and said, "There is no news for now."

"Well, you inform the prince that we can start, and ask him to send a signal to us immediately after receiving the news."

"Yes." Seventeen immediately took the order and left, he had to do it himself.

Soon, the signal flare on Jing Zhao's side went up, and Jun Anzhi drove the people away a little, and directly attacked the pit.

She could only use the mahogany sword directly into the center of the big pit very roughly.

At the same time, the talisman papers she randomly scattered around the pit started to rotate automatically without wind.

Those talisman papers actually revealed a faint golden light.

"call……"

Following Jun Anzhi's actions, a strong wind blew up around the big tent.

It was obviously a hot summer, and the sun was shining in the sky. Everyone present felt that the skin that had been blown by the wind felt a kind of bone-scratching cold.

Deep into the bone marrow.

This made everyone present, whether it was the lieutenant general or the dark and small soldiers, feel the chills stand on end.

Feel a kind of fear from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, everyone's eyes were dazzled, and they saw that the smell was a handful of paper figurines from his arms, and he waved his hand casually, and the paper figurines fell to the ground.

A strange thing happened, those little paper figures actually picked up the hoes, shovels and other tools abandoned by the hidden guards to dig the pit.

As the little paper figurine dug up the soil bit by bit, after seeing the contents of the pit clearly...

"vomit……"

Some soldiers turned around and vomited.

Even though they walked through countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and climbed out of the pile of dead people countless times, there was no scene in front of them that made them sick.

I saw that the dug pits were full of rotting corpses, and maggots crawled out pile after pile, and the stench was strong.

The people at the scene accidentally took a sip, and immediately vomited their internal organs and poured them out.

Jun Anzhi didn't even look at it, and held his breath, he squeezed out a talisman and threw it in.

"Boom..."

As the talisman fell to the ground, a faint blue flame rose from the pile of rotten flesh and bones accompanied by maggots.

The three flavors of true fire burned away all the filth on it in just a few breaths of time.

Then, Junan's command-level personnel continued to dig down.

Then another wave of corpses were dug out beyond recognition, whether it was a human or an animal.

The stench was still soaring, and many people had already dispersed far away.

What surprised Jun Anzhi was that Jing Zhao's 11-man secret guards were still there.

"The lord ordered us to protect the Taoist priest every step of the way." On Eleven's perennially paralyzed face, a trace of embarrassment appeared unexpectedly.

Jun Anzhi only glanced at him and didn't make a sound.

Protection is just an excuse, Jing Zhao is afraid that he will leave without saying goodbye like last time.

With Jing Zhao's intelligence, he might have already guessed his identity.

It's not that she is narcissistic, but that in this world, there is no other Taoist priest like her who has already been born and has such a high level of cultivation.

Finally, when Zhi Ren Zhi only refers to people digging up the seventh layer of soil, something appeared in front of everyone.

It was a black bronze statue with a ferocious face and a sinister air.

It was a bronze statue of a demon, about the height of a grown man's knee.

Eight hands, each holding a weapon, which stares at various human heads, internal organs, and animal heads.

To outsiders, it is the head of a human being, as well as that of an animal.

But in Jun Anzhi's eyes, that is the head of a god, and those animals are also at the level of holy beasts...

If you look at it carefully, infinite fear will arise in your heart, and the most fearful thing in your heart will be seduced.

People who watch it for a long time will go crazy!

"Don't stare at this thing." Jun Anzhi shouted in a clear and low voice, waking up some people who had been staring at the bronze statue and couldn't pull their eyes out.

Seventeen was also among them, he breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the bronze statue out of the corner of his eyes in fear, and wiped the cold sweat that broke out from his head at some point.

A gust of wind blew, and it was chilly on his back. It turned out that he didn't know when the sweat had already wet his back.

horrible!Now, he didn't even dare to glance at the bronze statue from the corner of his eye.

This is also the voice of everyone on the scene.

In the end, Jun Anzhi asked someone to take a piece of cloth, seal the bronze statue with a magic talisman, and then cover it with the cloth.

"Daozhang, what is this?" Shi Qi couldn't help leaning towards Jun Anzhi and asked in a low voice.

Too evil and terrifying, he thought, the more than 100 soldiers who slept on the pile of dead people before...

If I let them know, I don't know how I would feel.

Anyway, Shi Qi felt that his heart was creepy...

"You will know what you should know, don't ask too much now." Jun Anzhi has no time to explain so much to him now.

He took out a purification talisman and waved it against the wind to clean up all the dirt and breath left by the digging at the scene.

The smell is so bad, Jun Anzhi wanted to find out who made the utensils.

but……

Jun Anzhi looked at a hill not far from the barracks.

Jing Zhao made the move himself, and the monk was protecting her. She thought that the man might be brought in front of her soon.

When……

A cold light flickered in Jun An's eyes.

She thought of the bones in the pit, those were not buried here after the dead at all.

Instead, they were buried alive, and they were still buried alive in the form of sacrifices...

The sacrificial people, before they were buried alive, had already been stripped of their five senses by the magician. Their bodies could not feel pain, but their souls were alive with pain.

This is thousands of times more painful than physical suffering!
These people are doomed to die, but before that, they have to suffer inhuman torment.

During this period, the mage still has to set up an array, and there are still two or three days before the real death.

And those who were sacrificed abruptly, they basically had their souls sacrificed to the bronze statue of evil spirits.

Soul fly away!

Buried above the bronze statue, there are seven floors in total, and on each floor, there are seven to seven 49 people, and they have all been casted.

Therefore, after death, the body stinks to the sky, which is much more stinky than a normal dead body.

(End of this chapter)