[Rat Cat] Snow Mist

The masked man slowed down and said to Zhan Zhao, "This is where the villagers live."

Zhan Zhao looked around subconsciously. Although his eyes were a little accustomed to the darkness here, he could barely see the outline of the surroundings.

Zhan Zhao tried to distinguish for a while, and asked, "Is this place outside the mountain?"

The masked man said: "Not bad."

Zhan Zhao thought for a moment, and then asked: "The place where the villagers live is not in the mountain, so the Jiuding is not in the mountain?"

The masked man said: "That's right again."

Zhan Zhao followed his train of thought and continued to think: "Then the mountain we came in was originally just a trap? It was just to create the illusion of 'Jiu Ding is in it', so as to trap the intruders in it?"

The masked man smiled softly, "Xia Zhannan is indeed very witty. But you only guessed half right."

"Oh?" Zhan Zhao said, "What about the other half?"

The masked man said: "Before the Holy Witch came here, the traps inside the mountain were just to stop outside invaders."

Zhan Zhao asked, "What about now?"

The masked man said: "Now it's just to accumulate nourishment for the holy witch to refine the cauldron."

Zhan Zhao had a vague premonition, frowned and asked, "What do you mean by your words? I hope you make it clear."

The masked man laughed again, this time the laugh was different from the past, Zhan Zhao heard his laughter this time, felt the hairs all over his body explode, and the chill kept rising up his back.He suddenly regretted rushing out with this masked man who didn't know the details, and he didn't know what happened to Bai Yutang and Leng Gongyu who were still in the mountain.

The situation of Bai Yutang and Leng Gongyu is very bad!

Although the attacking power of those corpses under control is not strong, and the way to get out of the glove is relatively simple, but the number is huge. Even if Bai Yutang and Leng Gongyu are not weak in kung fu, they can't be killed in the face of such a large group. The resting monster also felt a little hard.

Bai Yutang swung his saber horizontally and knocked down one of them. Before the corpses got up, he grabbed Leng Gongyu who was trying to parry and jumped onto a high platform.

Leng Gongyu was already sweating profusely and out of breath. Seeing that he was temporarily rescued, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked anxiously, "What should we do now?"

Bai Yutang looked at the monsters that had gotten up from the ground and were slowly moving towards them, and pursed his lips.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Leng Gongyu was even more anxious, "Zhan Xiaomao followed that strange masked man, and I don't know if there is any danger. We have to find a way to chase him."

Bai Yutang was also worried about this matter.

He said: "If we want to get out now, we must first know what these dead bodies are based on to judge our position."

Leng Gongyu bit his lower lip and thought for a while, guessing: "Could it be the smell?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "Dead people don't have a sense of smell."

Leng Gongyu thought hard for a while, and said: "Is it heat? They are dead without temperature, so they will catch up with us when they feel our body temperature."

Bai Yutang was silent for a moment, then suddenly took off his outer shirt with a swish.

Leng Gongyu was startled, hurriedly covered his eyes, and said in surprise, "What are you doing!"

Bai Yutang threw the outer shirt with his own body temperature in the opposite direction, but the dead bodies below didn't even stop, and continued to scramble up in their direction.

He said lightly: "It seems that your guess is wrong."

Leng Gongyu separated the fingers covering his eyes a few slits, and looked through the slits, feeling a little discouraged, "If this is not the case, I really can't figure it out."

Bai Yutang stared at the leading corpses, and found that they had come to their feet, mechanically waving their withered arms, struggling to climb upwards.

Leng Gongyu subconsciously moved her feet backwards, so that her back was tightly pressed against the wall, and she glanced at Bai Yutang who was still staring at the dead body in a daze, with a tear in her voice: "Hey! Now is not the time to be in a daze! Hurry up and think of a way!"

As soon as the words were finished, Leng Gongyu saw a scorched black arm with broken fingers suddenly stretched out from below, and slapped on her shoe all at once.

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Leng Gongyu stared at the withered black hands on the shoes, and screamed in his throat.

When the arm stretched forward a few inches, she finally reacted, and immediately cut it off with the Seven Stars Saber in her hand.

The dead corpse lost its support, and quickly fell backwards, hitting the other corpses behind them who were trying to rush up, and fell down together with them.

Leng Gongyu heaved a sigh of relief, turned to look at Bai Yutang, seeing that he seemed to be no longer in a daze, so he called him out.

Hearing the voice, Bai Yutang also turned his head to look at her. The moment his eyes met her, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered something.

"Hold your breath and follow me." Although he said to follow him, Bai Yutang still didn't have much confidence in someone's ability to react, so before giving her time to react, he had already reached out and grabbed her by the collar, making Zhan Fly away with ease.

Leng Gongyu didn't know why he wanted to hold her breath, but she vaguely felt that there should be no harm in listening to him, so she obediently covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and let him drag her away.

After they flew from the high platform on one side to the high platform on the other side, Leng Gongyu was shocked to find that those dead bodies didn't come after them right away!

"So they judge the direction of people based on their breath!" Leng Gongyu couldn't help but exclaim.

However, as soon as she made a sound, the closed breath was opened, and those dead bodies that could not find them found their position in an instant, and began to move slowly to this side.

Seeing this, Bai Yutang gave her a blank look.She immediately covered her mouth and nose again in panic.

It's just... You can hold your breath for a while, but they are not really dead people after all.Leng Gongyu held back for a long time, and gradually felt a little dizzy.She poked Bai Yutang with her elbow, and gestured to him, signaling that she was about to die.

Bai Yutang thought for a while and said, "You find a place to hide first, I'll go over there and look at the secret door."

Leng Gongyu nodded to him, took a deep breath, and flew away with a single step.

Seeing that she was hiding well, Bai Yutang jumped up to the secret door in front of the portrait himself.

On the other side, Zhan Zhao followed the masked man to a simple tent.

There are strange copper bells hanging around the tent, and each copper bell is decorated with a strange skull.At first glance, the skeletons are all the same, but if you look closely, you can find that the expressions on the four skeletons are completely different.

When Zhan Zhao stopped in front of the tent, there was no wind around, but the brass bells in front of him were all shaking slightly, tinkling.

Just when Zhan Zhao was feeling puzzled, someone in the tent suddenly spoke.

"Anyone here?"

The masked man bowed, made a tribal salute to the tent, and said, "Yes."

The people in the tent sniffed it vigorously, and suddenly became excited: "Well, it really smells delicious. Good stuff, good stuff."

Zhan Zhao already guessed that the identity of the person in the tent must be the mysterious holy witch.

...just, what's the matter with "good stuff"?

The masked man stood upright at this time, smiled and said to Zhan Zhao: "Didn't Nan Xia just ask about the intention of practicing the tripod?"

Zhan Zhao frowned and stared at him, but didn't speak.

The masked man raised his hand to signal the tent, "Your Excellency, go in and find out."

As soon as he entered the tent, Zhan Zhao immediately felt a pungent stench coming towards him.He stopped and covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

The masked man who followed behind saw it, and couldn't help laughing: "The smell outside has dissipated a lot, and the inside is probably more choking."

Zhan Zhao looked a little ugly, but he was thinking to himself, it's a good thing Bai Yutang didn't follow, otherwise he would lose his temper again.

The masked man's small eyes looked at him through the mask, and then he smiled even wider and said, "Please."

Zhan Zhao had no choice but to bite the bullet and move on.

The further you go, the stronger the smell, as the masked man said.But Zhan Zhao smelled it all the way, and he got used to this unpleasant smell.

Zhan Zhao found that the tent looked simple on the outside, but the inside was not simple at all.Not only is the space open, but even the facilities in the general courtyard can be seen here.It really is a small sparrow with all five internal organs.

After walking for a while, the masked man suddenly led him into a room.

Although it is a room, the door is only separated from the outside world by a thick deerskin curtain.

The masked man took a lamp from the outside wall, opened the curtain and walked in.

Zhan Zhao followed immediately.But when he stepped into the house and saw the scene inside, he suddenly regretted following in.

The room was full of white bones, and the walls were splashed with dried, dark brown blood. Although he had gotten used to the smell here a lot during the walk, the smell spreading in this small space still made him feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help my stomach churning, almost gagging.

The masked man seemed very satisfied with Zhan Zhao's reaction, and raised his lips and said, "The bones you see now are the guardians of the village. The fate of death."

Zhan Zhao resisted the discomfort all over his body, raised his eyes and asked him: "Could it be that the nourishment for practicing the cauldron that your Excellency said is..."

The masked man completed the words for him very calmly, "It's them."

Zhan Zhao tightened the grip in his hand, and his thin lips were pursed into a line.

The masked man said: "In order to study the true usage of the Nine Cauldrons, the holy witch must make herself immortal. She found the secret recipe of longevity according to the shaman codes left by the previous holy witches of the tribe, and used the nine cauldrons as a container to use human flesh and blood. To refine the elixir of life."

When he said this, he suddenly smiled contemptuously, "But no matter how much you eat