When the cannon fodder gets the golden finger [Transmigration Book]

Wushan Mountain is on the edge of the entire city wall, in the southwest, and stands there as a whole, steep and sharp, straight and straight, and it is difficult for ordinary people to climb.This is such a place, where a large organization of the Miao people is entrenched, and it is the Palace of the King of Insects that belongs to the royal family of the Miao people.

Few people know about this, including Zhao Xi, who read the original book, but they don't blame him. After all, the plot in the book is only written in the imperial city of An Jing, at most it is in the northwest.Huaiyang is just a small cannon fodder, and there is no need for the protagonist to do it himself, let alone Miao Jiang who was mentioned by the way.

So he was like a blind man feeling an elephant along the way, he could not detect what Zhao Xueyang wanted to do without telling him.

The group of them were wearing cloaks, and they approached silently, like a gust of wind passing through the streets and alleys of the Miao Village.The mountain on the verge.

And in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, there is a white building, like a ancestral temple, solemn and mysterious.The whole hall is white, hidden in the overlapping woods, it is hard to see clearly.

At this moment, the palace of the Insect King was as quiet as usual. Everyone was wearing white robes and masks on their faces.His and his white robes didn't have hoods, they were pulled directly over their heads.There is a rope tied around the chin, and the whole body is tightly wrapped, without any gaps.Floating while walking, unable to see the body clearly.

The decoration of the palace is very gloomy, it looks very big and empty, there are waiters in white robes standing on both sides, silently making no sound.

There is a large field behind the main hall, on which there is something like an altar standing firmly on it.

And a person was being locked on it, with his head down, unable to see his face clearly.

A man in a white robe walked over holding a torch. He walked up the steps step by step to the altar. The ground of the altar was covered with totems that symbolized some mysterious image.And the ground where the people are bound in the middle is a deep groove.

This is a terrifying place. The grooves are used to gather blood and spread it around. As for what kind of blood it is, it is unknown.

The man lowered his head, his whole body limp and restrained.

"How about it, can you still hold it?" The white-robed man held a torch, bloodthirsty eyes like some kind of beast protruded from his robe, and looked at him coldly.

The bound man coughed, his messy hair covered his face, and he tilted his head to one side.

"There has been no movement from Huaiyang for a long time. I'll wait for another three days. Whether it will be of any use to you depends on that time."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the unresponsive man, turned and left.

Zhao Xi sat on a tall tree trunk, looking at the building in front of him in surprise.The architectural style here is very ethnic minority style, completely different from those stilted buildings, with white pillars and pointed roofs, it looks like a ancestral temple.

Although it is in the woods, there is no grass within a few meters around it.

There are more than 100 people in their party, sitting on a high tree trunk and hiding like a bat.

"What is this place, Miao King Palace?" What was that place before that?

"No, here is the Hall of Insects, and inside it are priests who study Gu techniques." Zhao Xueyang sat beside him, close to him.

He looked at Zhao Xi with some kind of paranoia in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to straighten his hat, revealing his smooth forehead.

"If I have a chance, I will tell you everything, but not now. We will subdue all the people inside after a while. They can be killed or captured. You take Xiao Hei and protect yourself, you know?"

"Okay, but..."

A night owl's voice suddenly sounded, a total of three times.The hoarse and drawn-out voice sounded like a ghost crying, which really made people feel uncomfortable.

In an instant, there was a rustling sound around him, like it was raining, all the sounds rang in his ears, and Zhao Xi swallowed his words back.

Everyone rushed out like arrows leaving the string, and the night wind blew their robes like black ripples.

Zhao Xi followed, and after landing steadily, he drew out his dagger and followed behind the team.

Their movements were too fast, and the people inside seemed unprepared.The door to get in was not big, and they all climbed over the high wall to get in.

This sudden attack was caught off guard, they went in and the white-robed man inside was still walking slowly. I don't know who was the first to let out a scream, and then the whole quiet night seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and there were screams all over the place. .

Zhao Xi followed the team in. These white-robed people dressed like sunny dolls reacted very quickly. After all, they were a minority, and they were familiar with the terrain, so they quickly entered the multi-layered hall.

What's inside looks like there are many door frames, and the decoration looks like an empty shelf with a surface, which is particularly strong in the market.

They rushed in, and all the people in white robes who had just entered the hall were gone. The beams and candlesticks were empty, and the whole room was like a lobby with many murals on the walls.The paint is very worn out, and the light does not look bright, but rather dull.

There were rustling sounds all around, and the dozen or so people who came in all stopped in their footsteps.

"Something's wrong, go out first." Zhao Xi reminded them, then turned around and walked back.Everyone knew that something was wrong. There were still people outside who hadn't come in. They ran out quickly, and the rustling and crawling sound became louder and louder, as if someone was sweeping the floor with a broom.

But how could it be because of this reason that the sound was made at this time?All in all it's unnerving.

Zhao Xi was the last one to leave the room. His arms suddenly moved, and a long black snake came out.At this moment, he felt something fall on his head and shoulders.

Tickle, lightly, still moving.

There was an ominous premonition in his heart, he didn't care so much, let's go out first.

There were many people standing outside, and A Kui stood in front of him, seeming to be struggling with something.

"Are you okay?" He saw Zhao Xi and asked.

Zhao Xi didn't answer his words, but started to pat his head with his hands.But it feels like the thing is falling down by itself like a piece of paper.He looked down, and saw a poisonous scorpion wagging its tail and slithering into the room at his feet.

Looking back, good guy—it was like rain, dense worms fell from the roof, and now there is almost no place to stay inside!

"Is the antidote applied to your body?" A Kui asked.

"Painted!"

"Okay, let's take the lead, and after we go in, we will each search for the prince's trace!"

After Akui finished speaking, the people in front took out a cylindrical object from his body, pulled the rope on it and threw it into the house.A burst of yellow smoke floated out from inside, and spread quickly against the ground, and the insects escaped as if they couldn't avoid it.

They walked in quickly, pulling their hoods tight.

Zhao Xi followed them and captured the white-robed men who were hiding inside. They hid a total of fifty or so in the dark room inside.

Taking people outside the main hall, the night outside was glowing red with dozens of torches, which made people feel a little warm.

They found a place similar to a large altar at the back, on which was tied a living person, wearing a black robe, with his head hanging down, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

In the open space below the altar, dozens of men in white robes were tied up and stood on the ground. Zhao Xueyang stood on top of them, his eagle-like gaze swept over their eyes-only faces.

"One person short," he said at last.

There are 54 in total, all of them are priests of the Temple of Insects, and there is no difference.

"Where's your leader?" Lu Mao kicked a white-robed man, who fell to the ground tremblingly, saying something in a hoarse Miao language.

Zhao Xueyang narrowed his eyes, and said loudly: "Then take off their hats, and I will recognize them one by one!"

Hearing that their hoods were going to be taken off, one by one kept begging for mercy and trembling as if they were about to be beheaded.

Zhao Xi hid behind the crowd, not quite understanding the situation.

A Kui stepped forward and whispered something in his ear, Zhao Xueyang frowned.Zhao Xi guessed that the leader of this group of people ran away.

Didn’t King Huaiyang have been rescued? What are they doing? A mysterious organization of the Miao nationality, even if they want to punish them, it will not be their turn.

At this time, footsteps sounded in the woods outside, one after another, and the bright torches were lit up, and suddenly appeared beside them in a surrounded manner.

Everyone didn't seem to expect this, they looked around, panicked.

Zhao Xi subconsciously looked at Zhao Xueyang's reaction, he was already scared, and he didn't know as much as the soldiers around him, so far he didn't know the reason for appearing here.

But Zhao Xueyang seemed to panic for a moment, and was quickly suppressed by him.

The entire insect hall was surrounded by a group of soldiers in Miao costumes.More than 100 of them were inside, and among them were 54 priests.

The scene is extremely dramatic and conflicted.

It seems to be the team standing outside that has the upper hand at the moment.There was a sound of clanging footsteps, and a girl came out from the darkness.

The girl wore a short skirt and black boots, and her long black hair was combed into a whip over her breast.Silver ornaments were hung around the neck, and bells were hung around the waist, and the hands and feet would jingle when they moved.

Zhao Xi felt that this girl looked familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, wasn't this the girl riding the green bull in the afternoon!

[The author has something to say: I have been waiting for you for a long time]