Shanhai Folklore Research Institute

Chapter 62 Relics The Way of Heaven is Good, Who Can God Forgive!

"Is there still a saint in the Immortal Kingdom?" Xing Xi raised his eyebrows.

"The previous saintesses of the Immortal Kingdom are similar to the patriarchs of a clan. It is rumored that they can sense the existence of female demons and pray for their protection." Wu Ting said lightly.

"Would female demons really protect the undead?" Lin Mian hesitated and asked, "Although the "Shan Hai Jing" has a very positive record of female demons, in many other strange books afterwards, female demons are called drought demons. , Said that she was covered with white hair, and she was an immortal thousand-year-old zombie, and wherever she went, she was a thousand miles away."

Wu Ting nodded: "Actually, these two descriptions of Nuba are not wrong. Nuba came from the upper realm. After helping the Yellow Emperor defeat Chiyou, she temporarily lived in Chishui. Later, the human realm and the upper realm were closed because Nuwa repaired the sky. Through the passage, the female demon could no longer return to the upper realm, her aura gradually dissipated, and was eroded by the resentment and turbidity of the human world, and finally became a drought demon.

If the goddess Nuba at the beginning could still protect her believers, then the zombie Hanba later was just a poor wretch who wanted to return to the upper world but couldn't find a way. "

Dean Wu who spoke with a calm demeanor, Xing Xiyang and Han Xiaofan who were obedient: You are probably the only one who says Hanba is a poor wretch...

Following the undead people's team of thousands of people, the four of them walked for about ten minutes. The scene along the road was completely different from when they first entered the cave. All the traces left by the archaeological team were erased and replaced by The customs and appearance of the ancient atmosphere.

"Is this what the Immortal Kingdom looked like?" Han Xiaofan looked at the towering mountains on both sides, the lush green shade at the foot of the mountains, and the slowly flowing river. Find a psychiatrist, otherwise the world view that has been built up over the past two decades will collapse...

Lin Mian was also a little puzzled. When he came down, it was still a ruin of yellow mud. In the blink of an eye, the sea changed into a mulberry field: "Have we fallen into an illusion?"

Some monsters are naturally good at illusion, such as the fox clan in Qingqiu, who are good at creating terrifying acid and so on, so he lowered his voice and asked Wu Ting.

Wu Ting shook his head: "Undead people are no different from ordinary people except for their dark skin and longevity, and illusion is not their specialty, and I think..."

Wu Ting casually picked a branch protruding from the side of the road, his expression slightly concentrated: "This is not an illusion."

"It's not an illusion? Then what's going on?" Lin Mian was puzzled.

Wu Ting pondered: "I suspect that this site is connected to a space crack, and the moment we saw the undead people, we entered it unknowingly."

Dijiang sent a large number of people out to search for space cracks, half a month later, almost nothing was found, and he and Wu Ting would run into one in any mission, I don't know whether to say they were lucky or not.

"Besides, the undead people were exterminated thousands of years ago." Wu Ting frowned slightly.

Lin Mian was a little surprised: "Why?"

Wu Ting was about to answer, but found that the tune that had been lingering in his ears had changed and became agitated.

"They have received the saint." Headmaster Wu raised his chin, motioning him to look up.

Xing Xiyang and Han Xiaofan also looked over when they heard the words.

The mighty [-]-person team had already stopped at this moment, and the four of them were in a basin surrounded by mountains on three sides. On a wide and flat platform in the middle, a dark-skinned, beautiful-looking woman was barefooted. dancing.

She is wearing a very exotic costume, with a pious expression, and a special rhythm in her gestures, as if she is praying and telling.

"Ancient corpse! It's an ancient corpse!" Han Xiaofan pointed at the saint and shouted excitedly. Xing Xiyang covered his mouth and glared at him angrily: the saint who controls them in front of so many undead people The girl's name is Ancient Corpse, don't hold everyone back if you want to die.

Han Xiaofan also came to his senses at this time, and immediately fell silent, but still attracted the attention of the undead people.

Thousands of pairs of black and white eyes stared straight at the four of them. Lin Mian's scalp felt numb for a while, and she took a step back subconsciously.

Seeing him retreat, those undead people turned their heads again, and looked at the high platform with fascination. As the blessing ceremony proceeded, they knelt down one after another, touching their heads to the ground, very pious.

"Hey, what's that?" Lin Mian glanced past the undead people, and scanned the black lump on the stone steps below the high platform.

"Looks like a human?" Han Xiaofan pushed his glasses and asked uncertainly.

Lin Mian carefully identified the three men who were tied together like zongzi, let alone human beings, with cloth strips stuffed in their mouths. Seeing them, they immediately writhed and made a whimpering sound.

"Jin Daqiang?!" Xing Xiyang recognized one of them at a glance. Hou San wiped out the activities of the four of them in the hospital. Jin Daqiang originally had a criminal record of robbery in the street, and he was released a while ago. Not long after, the grandson turned his mind to the ruins of Sanming Mountain again. In the end, he stole the chicken and lost a lot of rice.

When Han Xiaofan learned the identities of the three people, his face turned red with excitement, and he asked them to throw stones on his head, steal things, and resell cultural relics. What is this called?

This is called the way of heaven and good reincarnation, who will the heaven spare!

Han Xiaofan now looks at the cuter black-skinned saint on the high platform, doesn't she like to eat instant noodles and egg yolk pie?Give you, give you all!

However, although good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, the fate of Jin Daqiang and the three of them is self-inflicted, but for Xing Xiyang, their crimes should be judged by the law. It was his dereliction of duty to die at the hands of the undead people.

Just as Xing Xiyang was wondering how to arrest Jin Daqiang and the other three without arousing the wrath of the undead people, the ground suddenly shook violently. There was a burst of exclamation, and Lin Mian was also stunned, what's going on?Acting accident?

However, something even more unexpected happened to him.

Click.

The subtle sound was like falling snow and bamboo, and there was a crack as thick as a little finger on the ground under his feet. In the next second, the crack expanded, as if carved with a knife and an axe, forming a deep abyss, like a wild beast's bloody mouth.

The moment the crack appeared, Wu Ting held Lin Mian in his arms, jumped lightly, and left the spot. Xing Xiyang quickly pulled Han Xiaofan who hadn't reacted yet, avoiding the crack valley.

He looked back at the stone steps, Jin Daqiang and the three rolled into a ball like Siamese twins, Xing Xiyang wanted to save him, but he was too far away, so he could only be in a hurry, a beam of fiery red streamer shot from Wu Ting's fingertips beside him Shooting away, easily rolled those three people to Xing Xiyang's side, and said in a deep voice: "Look at them."

Xing Xiyang hurriedly expressed his thanks, and then kicked the big rice dumpling in disgust: "Be honest."

Jin Daqiang and the others thought they were doomed when they were kidnapped by the ancient corpses. With so many undead people, one bite could eat them to the brim. Unexpectedly, they ran into Xing Xiyang.

At this moment, Jin Daqiang saw Captain Xing as if he saw his own father, and was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

The undead people were completely confused, and panic climbed into their eyes, like a group of frightened ants retreating to both sides of the rift.

Lin Mian's heart was pounding. He had just caught a glimpse of dozens of undead people falling into the rift, and was instantly burned to ashes by the fiery magma below. If Wu Ting hadn't taken him away in time, he might have ended up with those people up.

On the other side, Han Xiaofan was still in shock, hugging Xing Xiyang's thigh and crying, "Brother, thank you brother! I will give you the grace of saving my life..., ah no, I will repay you with the spring! When I get back, I will do whatever you want!" Can!"

The corner of the captain's mouth twitched: "You don't need to report, just let me go, otherwise I will call you brother..."

Before Xing Xiyang finished speaking, the earth was torn apart again.

"Damn!" Xing Xiyang dragged four, the pressure was overwhelming.

The ground was shaking, as if an earth dragon turned over, the sound of the ground cracking was heard one after another, and the exclamation of the undead people sounded at the same time.

Wu Ting held Lin Mian's wrist, and the two ran wildly outside the mountain depression.

"Dean, what's going on here? Is this crack in space about to collapse?" Lin Mian kept on stepping, the scene inside the ruins was completely different from when he came in, he no longer knew the way, it was purely Wu Ting leading him Walk.

Before Wu Ting could speak, there was a whistling wind above his head, as if something came through the air, Lin Mian turned his head subconsciously, a huge fireball flew across the sky like a meteor, crashed down in the mountain depression, and instantly ignited several undead people.

Immediately there were shrill screams, bitter cries, and wailing sounds.

Then the second, third, fourth...

The rifts are still increasing, and the sky is raining fire, and the valley has become a sea of ​​​​fire hell.

"Remember what I said before, the undead were wiped out thousands of years ago?" Wu Ting pulled him through the fire and rain.

Lin Mian nodded.

"At that time, Gonggong snatched Zhuanxu's throne, and its defeat touched Buzhou Mountain in anger, causing the sky to collapse, the sky to fall, the fire to fall, the people to die, and the people to mourn. The Immortal Kingdom was also destroyed in that great turmoil."

"The sky is collapsing and the earth is falling?!" Lin Mian was shocked. It was so similar to what they experienced right now. "Could it be that this crack in space can turn back time and bring us back to a thousand years ago?"

"I'm afraid it is." Wu Ting waved his hand, his fingertips flickered with fiery red light, and sent two fireballs flying for Xing Xiyang, who was exhausted from running not far away.

"However, it seems that someone might have survived at that time." Wu Ting pointed out.

Lin Mian quickly thought of the ancient corpse dug up by the archaeological team, that is, the saint of the undead people.

After waking up, she must have found that the world has undergone earth-shaking changes. She wanted to see if there were any other clansmen who survived like her, so she couldn't wait to return to Sanming Mountain. Repeat again.

"Dean Wu, how are we going to get out now?" Xing Xiyang is well-informed and has handled many major cases. His psychological quality is far beyond ordinary people, and he can keep calm in the face of the real version of the end of the world. To find a way to get out of the current predicament, we can only pin our hopes on the dean of the Shanhai Folklore Research Institute.

As for Han Xiaofan, the child was so frightened that he was crying and laughing. He originally thought that archeology was just digging and digging soil to provide for the elderly, but he didn’t expect to be able to watch super fantasy blockbusters for free. Immersed in the scene, embracing death at any time, the body feels absolutely real .

And Jin Daqiang and the others shrank behind Xing Xiyang like quails, not even daring to fart, trying to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible, for fear that the boss would be unhappy and leave them to fend for themselves.

Wu Ting didn't even look back: "Find the stone wall with the picture of a female demon painted on it."

Lin Mian immediately understood what he meant when he heard the words. The archaeological team stayed in the site for so long without any abnormalities. However, they strayed into the space crack the first time they came in. The reason is very simple. The excavation of the archaeological team just stopped at the entrance of the crack. I have to say that the other party's luck is so good.

And the stone wall where they first saw Nuba is the place that connects the crack in space and reality.

Originally, the stone wall stood out among the bare ruins, very conspicuous, but now the situation is chaotic, and it is really difficult to find it in the huge undead country.

Fortunately, Wu Ting's sense of direction was astonishing. Although Lin Mian didn't feel that they were walking back, Director Wu's expression was determined and his steps were very steady.

This is probably the innate intuition of monsters, just like many birds have the habit of migrating, and it is an instinct not to deviate from the route during migration. Lin Mian feels that this instinct of the dean is particularly prominent.

"Aren't we going to ignore those undead people?" Han Xiaofan was panting from running, his tone a bit intolerable.

"Don't try to change history." Wu Ting glanced at him warningly, "Besides, you can't change it."

Han Xiaofan shrinks his neck when he sees him, Lin Mian lowers his eyes, the butterfly effect is quite scary, self-righteous kindness may harm more people.

"Stone wall!" Xing Xiyang pointed to the front, and Lin Mian realized that what they called the stone wall was actually a boundary marker, and the female demon engraved on it had clear facial features, wearing elegant green clothes, and she did not look like an alien.

Xing Xiyang tentatively crossed the boundary marker, but he did not return to reality, and continued to run a few steps forward without giving up.

"Dean Wu, this..." Xing Xiyang turned around, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Wu Ting looked indifferent, holding a fiery red longbow in his left hand, lightly plucked the string with his right hand, and shot an arrow several times hotter than the sky fire at Xing Xiyang.

Xing Xiyang couldn't help taking a few steps back. Seeing that the arrow was about to hit the head of the criminal police captain, there were invisible ripples in the air. This scene reminded Lin Mian of Fei's mission where the candle dragon passed through the water mirror on the top floor of the old community. The picture is exactly the same.

With the disappearance of the arrow's tail feathers, Xing Xiyang's environment suddenly changed, returning to the appearance of ruins, while Lin Mian and the others were still in a state of disintegration.

The few people no longer hesitated to run into the ruins. When they passed the boundary marker, Lin Mian had a strange feeling. It was like a door. Outside the door was reality, and inside the door was a crack in space, which was also the ancient continent thousands of years ago.

Out of the corner of Lin Mian's eyes, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a black figure, dodging the fireball falling from the sky, and followed them across the boundary marker.

The author has something to say:

Director of the Special Management Department: Some monsters want to find the crack but can't find it, some monsters can enter the crack in the space when they go to the grave casually, this is probably the gap between the monster and the demon, the vicissitudes of life. jpg

This dungeon is over in the next chapter, and a new dungeon "Monster Bazaar" will start soon!

感谢在2021-12-1518:00:00~2021-12-1618:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mumumumuyuxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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