Several missionaries stared blankly at the beautiful young man who was playing with snakes, and watched helplessly as the white snake he knocked on the head grabbed the fingers of Xiangnu's left hand like a swift lightning bolt.

Xiangnu stopped laughing, pursed his lips and looked at the white snake, the white snake's ruby-like bright vertical pupils looked back not to be outdone.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, but it didn't stagnate for too long. White Snake spit out Xiangnu's fingers and turned his head angrily.

Although people can't understand the expression of the snake, everyone can feel the real anger of the white snake.

Obviously, White Snake was provoked by Xiangnu's actions just now. Although he didn't do anything in the end, he was really provoked.

Xiang Nu didn't panic, raised the white snake's coiled right hand, gently placed the index finger of his left hand under the white snake's head, and kissed the white snake's head with her thin pink lips, leaving with a touch, and then using the pair of water The bright bright eyes of the light looked at him with joy, making it hard not to feel happy.

Mr. Yu was annoyed by Xiangnu's actions. He knew that he did it on purpose, but looking at Xiangnu's beautiful face, which was more delicate than Hua, it was hard to really be ruthless.

In the end, the white snake stopped looking at Xiangnu, and went straight around Xiangnu's wrist, closed his eyes, and ignored him.

The shovels that Xiangnu had brought out had already been shared equally by everyone. After discussing it with everyone, they glanced at the villager who was hiding behind the door and secretly watched them, and went to Xishan to dig up the corpses with their skulls in hand.

But before taking two steps, several people stopped. The two houses in front of this villager were the old man's house.

At this moment, several people are walking towards the west mountain. Unless they go back to the east and walk around the back of the yard, they will inevitably pass the old man's house.

At this moment, the old man led the black dog and stood in the center of the yard, staring at them quietly. The big black dog also looked at them. The strange thing was that the big black dog didn't bark this time. His eyes were quite friendly, and he even wagged his tail and stuck his tongue out.

Several missionaries stood silently on the spot and stared at the old man for a few seconds. Xiangnu was thoughtful, and his fingers lightly stroked the white snake's head, causing the white snake to stare faintly, but Xiangnu didn't feel it.

Xiangnu retracted his gaze from the old man, and said lightly, "Time is running out, let's get back to business."

A few people set out and were about to continue to advance to the West Mountain. The old man saw that they were leaving, and said abruptly: "The disciples are leaving now, and I don't know how to say hello when I see the master?"

"Do you still have a master like me in your eyes... but still have a little bit of respect for the teacher?" The old man said gloomily behind them.

Several people stopped and looked at each other, then bowed to the old man with meaning, and called 'Master'.

The old man asked coldly, "Where are you going? Xiao Yao, have you prepared the mutton for the evening banquet? It's past noon now, and you don't have much time."

Xiangnu's eyes dimmed, and he said faintly, "Master, just wait at night, and my disciple will definitely prepare a big surprise for you."

The old man sneered and didn't ask any further questions. Several people glanced at him vigilantly. As they walked forward, they looked back at him, for fear that the old man would change. , go to the west mountain.

The old man's laughter came from behind, and he said, "Xishan is a place where corpses turn into corpses. Disciples, don't go to Xishan."

The expressions of several taskers froze, and when they looked back, the old man had already led the big black dog to the yard.

The old man's words are not known to be true or false, but the mission workers are still heavy in their hearts and panic inexplicably.

Xiangnu did not speak with a sullen face, and continued to move forward with a few people, returning to the desolate and dry western mountain.

Looking at the few talisman papers that were half emerging from the ground, everyone couldn't help but worry.

Ding Zeming asked in a deep voice, "Little Junior Brother, shall we continue digging?"

Xiangnu nodded slowly: "Go ahead, face it early, and end it early."

What Xiangnu said also makes sense. The rhythm of the dungeon world is relatively fast. Even if there is danger, the taskers can only face the difficulty, and they can avoid the first day of the first year, but not the fifteenth.

The six discussed it and made several precautionary plans.

One is that the talisman paper is beneficial to them and can suppress the corpse type. In this case, the tasker must ensure the integrity and utility of the talisman paper.

One is the harmful type of talisman paper. Once the body is dug up, if something goes wrong with the talisman paper attached, the talisman paper must be destroyed in time.

The latter situation is not unfounded by the taskers. After all, the top ten creators of this talisman paper are the old man. Who knows if the old man has left any traps on the talisman paper and will harm them in turn.

After reaching the west mountain, Ding Zeming pointed out the area they had previously divided to Miao Dong and Shu Jian, and then a few people started to move the shovel, ready to dig out the bodies of the villagers.

Xiangnu also wanted to help, but the white snake that Mr. Yu transformed into was coiled on his hand, so that there was no room for Xiangnu's hand to move freely, Xiangnu had no choice but gently persuaded the white snake: "Mr. Yu, I want to dig something, It will affect my work when you are in my hands, so it's alright to swim elsewhere."

Bai She clearly heard it, and opened his eyes, but he deliberately shook his head and didn't listen, obviously before the act of 'revenge' the slave.

Xiangnu laughed secretly, but he wasn't annoyed, he just thought the petty Mr. Yu was very cute.

Miao Dong said: "Hey, little junior brother, if it's not convenient for you to work, forget it, just sit next to it and take a rest, just to analyze the situation for us and see what we do next."

Xiangnu thought for a while, picked up the skull wrapped by Shu Jian and pondered: "Alright, but I feel that at this step, our clues are basically clear, as long as we proceed step by step, customs clearance is only a matter of time. ."

Xiangnu paused for a while, and then added: "The premise is that Master doesn't show his power and our safety is guaranteed. But it's not very likely. If Master, he can't sit still and let us mess up, since what he said to us just now, It can be seen that Xishan, the land of corpses..."

"In short, hurry up and dig, and then we will leave. If you stay for a long time, there is a high chance of accidents."

Everyone's heart was solemn, and the movements of their hands did not dare to stop. Xiangnu held the skull in a daze, and even Mr. Yu didn't notice that Mr. Yu climbed to the skull wrapped in his hand.

At present, Xiangnu and the others have found several mutation points in the copy, such as Qiuyuan and Xishan. But it's not clear why these locations appear, which is what they really need to probe.

But after they return the bodies to the villagers, there may be great progress.

Xiangnu waited, the efficiency of the five people digging together was very fast, and there was also the reason that the villagers' bodies were not dug deeply.

A few people dug the corpse out of the ground even with paper and paper. When digging, they were frightened, for fear that the corpse would suddenly mutate and pop out of the soil that was about to fall apart for them.

Fortunately, the corpses of the villagers have always been calm, and there is no abnormality.

The six of them didn't dare to linger, they dug up the body and dragged the body around another circle, avoiding the old man's house to find the villagers.

And the white snake is now in the hands of Xiangnu again, quiet and well-behaved.

The six people came to the door of the villagers, and Xiangnu knocked on the door holding the skull. After seeing his body, the villagers couldn't wait to open the door, and their eyes were full of longing.

When Xiangnu stopped in front of the villagers, the villagers were very anxious. They wanted to push Xiangnu but didn't dare, so they could only look at him hastily and urged: "Get out of the way, let me pass."

Xiangnu asked, "There is a talisman on your body, is it harmful, do you want us to take it off for you?"

The villagers were startled when they heard the words. The gray-white skin could actually become darker. He nodded quickly and said, "I want what I want."

Xiangnu said lightly: "That's fine, answer me some questions first. After we answer, we will give you the body and take off the talisman paper for you."

The villagers were unhappy and roared hoarsely: "Give me, I promised you, I will answer you a question!"

"How can one question be enough? After all, I have so many doubts." Xiangnu said quietly: "What's more, there are so many nonsense stories, how do I know if you are lying to me? What if you regret it after taking the body?"

The villagers hated him extremely, but that little brain capacity could not allow him to come up with any countermeasures. In the end, he could only stare at those gray eyes and said with hatred: "You ask!"

Xiangnu untied the package in his hand, and the white skull inside flew out.

Xiangnu asked, "Can we wear this skull on our head? Is it dangerous?"

The villagers were stunned for a moment after seeing the skull, with a dazed expression. After a while, they said, "Mr. Xuanji is a good man, unlike Xuanyan, a scoundrel who makes a name for himself. Of course there is no danger in wearing his skull."

The tasker was in a good mood, excited to the point that they were about to get the complete clues and prepare to clear the level, and the eyes of the villagers were extremely fiery.

Seeing that the villagers were quite cooperative, Xiangnu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and asked excitedly, "Then what will happen after we put on Mr. Xuanji's skull?"

The villagers looked at Xiangnu inexplicably: "I haven't worn it before, how do I know?"

Xiangnu quickly changed the question: "Is Xuanyan our master? Mr. Xuanji is our uncle, how did he die? How did you... and the group of corpses on the Western Hills die."

The villagers' expressions were gloomy, and their gray complexions became darker and darker, and there were faint signs of mutation. Xiangnu took his changes into his eyes and pointed at the villagers: "I can guess it without saying it, and it must have something to do with our master. ?You died at the hands of the master while you were alive, and the master knew Taoism. After you die, you are more limited by him. You will never have a chance for revenge by yourself. But if you tell us all your secrets If so, we have a chance to avenge you."

Xiangnu gently held Xuanji's skull: "Mr. Xuanji's bones are proof."

The villagers looked at Xiangnu gloomily, and said slowly: "These two gentlemen are not from our village. They suddenly appeared when every family was about to starve to death after a severe drought for two or three years. The two gentlemen are powerful, After settling in our village, the two gentlemen practiced a heavy rain, and then they were enshrined by the village chief, and we all respected the two gentlemen."

"It was fine at first, but after a long time, everyone found that the two gentlemen were not in a good relationship. The two of them were always arguing. There was no problem with Mr. Xuanji, and it was usually the topic that Mr. Xuanyan picked first."

"One day later, Mr. Xuanyan suddenly called the village chief and wanted to hold a sacrifice, which he and Mr. Xuanji would preside over together. After the sacrifice, Mr. Xuanyan joked that he wanted to make a bet with Mr. Xuanji... It was a morning bet. The question that Mr. Xuanyan asked you, he asked Mr. Xuanji to calculate what he had for lunch, and if the calculation was wrong, he would ask Mr. Xuanji to have a glass of wine."

"Mr. Xuanji didn't understand what he meant, and he felt that there was no need to calculate this kind of problem. After ordering the steamed buns, Mr. Xuanyan deliberately took a mouthful of porridge, and then asked Mr. Xuanji to accept the bet and drink a sip of wine. The gentleman was unprepared and drank the wine directly."

"I never thought that there was actually sweat medicine in the wine, and Mr. Xuanji fell asleep after drinking it. Then, then..."

Speaking of this, the villagers trembled involuntarily, as if recalling something extremely terrifying, and it took a while for him to finish the sentence, he swallowed his saliva and said in fear, "Then Mr. Xuanyan touched it directly. When the pig-killing knife came, he actually dismembered Mr. Xuanji alive, we were all stunned at the time, no one responded, and no one stopped him."

"That's not enough. After the dismemberment, Mr. Xuanyan used Mr. Xuanyan's meat to cook porridge to entertain us on the grounds of three years of drought in our village..."

The expressions of the six taskers changed, recalling their experience in the morning, if they answered the question wrong at that time, it is estimated that they would have been directly dismembered by the old man Xuanyan.

The villager said dumbly: "We have always loved Mr. Xuanji, and we must never eat Mr. Xuanji's human flesh. After rejecting it, there are still a lot of temperamental people who turned around and beat Mr. Xuanyan on the spot."

Beat the old man Xuanyan? The end is probably a bit miserable, the old man is not a good guy at first glance, maybe he will hold more revenge.

The villager's corpse was buried in the place where the old man's corpse changed. Ten Zhi was one of the people who beat the old man with a violent temper.

"Later Xuanyan was furious, and the practice was supernatural, and the drought came to our village again."

"In order to quell Xuanyan's anger, everyone immediately surrendered. The village chief took everyone to eat Mr. Xuanji's meat. Mr. Xuanyan was not satisfied. Later, in the name of praying for rain, he attacked those who beat him. Seventy-seven forty-nine pieces soaked in human blood were nailed to the head, limbs and torso, and finally buried alive..."

"Those are the things."

Xiangnu looked at the wooden villagers in front of him, slowly looked away, and said softly: "What about Qiuyuan, is that specially used to suppress Mr. Xuanji? By the way, your village used to be an isolated island?"

The villagers were bewildered: "I don't know what Qiuyuan is. It wasn't there before. An island? Our village was not an island before."

The villagers looked at Xiangnu pleadingly, and begged: "Can you return the body to me? Please help me take off the talisman."

Xiangnu waved his hand, and after listening to the villagers' description, the other taskers felt a little soft-hearted towards him, but in the end, people did not dare to get too close to him. He patted the dirt off his body, then took off the rune paper on his body, and jumped all the way.

The villagers didn't look at them, walked to the corpse with blood and tears, buried themselves in the corpse, and merged with the corpse.

Seventy-seven forty-nine iron nails vibrated in unison, and were gradually ejected as the villagers' souls merged.

"Ding."

A crisp sound came from the ears of the six taskers, reminding that the dungeon exploration task of several people present had been completed. They can leave at any time, as long as there are no ghosts around to stop them.

The six missionaries were very pleasantly surprised by this. After there was no danger to their lives, Zhong Liyun couldn't help but softened and muttered: "What this villager said seems to be true, and what happened to them sounds too pitiful, we will help them in a while. Dig up the corpses and send them back as a side quest."

Xiangnu looked at the front with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid... it's too late."

The white snake on his wrist hissed and turned around to admire Xiangnu's nervous appearance.

Xiang Nu didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being. When he saw the old man Xuanyan walking with his hands behind his back and surrounded by a large number of villagers, there were five or six other people with talisman paper on their heads, and their faces were gray and stiff, on either side of him and the villagers. After the corpse, Xiang Nu hugged the corpse in his arms and turned slightly to the side, blocking the skull in his arms so that the old man could not see it.

Xuanyan sneered and said: "Disciples, you are so brave. The corpses on the western mountain are all sacrifices to the rain god for the teacher. Blame our village to make our village suffer from drought again?"

Xuanji shook his head regretfully, but his eyes were full of excitement and smugness: "You kids, especially the little one, you are so talented, the teacher really wants to train you as a successor, but you are so right. Master, to the one who devoted all his strength to our village?"

"Little youngest, disciples, you are so disappointing as a teacher. You have talent but no responsibility. You can't accept a land like yours and disgrace your family. Today... As a teacher, we will clear the door."

The old man's words were like a switch, and the signal to kill was turned on.

The gray-white thick fog spread wildly, enveloping the entire island, and then kept rolling and gathering, from gray-white to dark gray to black-gray, the color gradually deepened, the sky was densely covered with clouds, and it was faintly visible. Cries are heard in the rolling clouds.

The old man waved his hand, and the surrounding corpses suppressed by the yellow talisman instantly became violent, their nails swelled, their color was black, and their eyeballs bulged sharply, which were covered with crimson bloodshots, as if they would explode in the next second. , spray everyone with white pulp.

Xiang Nu took a deep breath and ignored Mr. Yu's opinion, so he shouted, "Jiang Chao!"

Then he took the skull and licked it on his head. Fortunately, Xiangnu's body was not that thick, and the skull was smoothly put on his head.

The old man Xuanyan was stunned when he saw the skull, and then his face changed suddenly, but it was too late to react by now, Xuanji's memory and mana frantically poured into Xiangnu's body along the skull.

These things are only temporary and do not belong to the slaves. They were previously lent to slaves for temporary use.

Under the influence of the mysterious skull, Xiangnu turned his hands according to his thoughts, and without much thought, the way to deal with it automatically jumped out in his mind.

Xiangnu's beautiful fingers quickly stamped the seal, and he recited something in his mouth: "Five stars to control the color. Light to Xuanming. Thousands of gods and saints, protect my true spirit. Giant beasts, subdue five soldiers. Five days of devils, death and death. Wherever you are, all gods welcome you. Hurry up like a law!"

The young man's clear voice was incomparably magnificent and resounded through the sky. As he chanted the incantation, the golden seal was also formed in his palm, burst brightly in the sky, and pressed towards Xuanyan.

Xuan Yan's face was ashen, and he howled: "Xuan Ji!"

The dark yin qi soared behind him, suppressed and purified by the golden seal, revealing that the tired elephant was wailing the villagers and the ghost corpse, and the state eased a little.

Seeing this, the 'Slave' increased the input of mana.

The pupils of the white snake wrapped around his wrist were almost in a line, staring at the skull on Xiangnu's head, wishing to slap it directly with a tail, but he endured it and never did it.

Jiang Chao was stunned for a moment after being shouted by Xiangnu, and after reacting, he immediately pulled Ding Zeming to run to the old man's house, and several other taskers followed blankly.

The old man was a little anxious when he saw their direction, and hurriedly called the villagers to stop them, but the villagers were suppressed by the 'phase slaves', and their movements were very unfavourable, and they couldn't escape Jiang Chao and the others.

The other four missionaries ran behind Jiang Chao and ran all the way into the old man's small yard. Seeing the big black dog in the yard was wagging its tail and barking at 'Xiang Sla', he didn't pay any attention to Jiang who broke in. Over a few people.

Jiang Chao took a few people to break into the right room of the old man's main house with a clear goal, which is the room where Qingfeng was.

There was so much noise outside, but Qingfeng didn't respond at all. He was swaying his legs leisurely, sitting on the bed watching TV.

Jiang Chao and Qingfeng collided with each other and were scared to death.

But Qingfeng just glanced at them, then withdrew his gaze and continued to watch TV.

The missionaries were attracted by the sound of the TV, only to realize that Qingfeng was watching an advertisement. More precisely, in a missing person notice.

The protagonist in the advertisement is a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, holding a picture of a cute and honest porcelain doll in his hand, saying that this is the theft of treasures from their home, and the suspect has been locked. The owner is willing to provide 3w points of health, and also left a phone number next to it.

And the photo of the suspect released by the Taoist priest is Xuanyan, and it is Xuanyan in the old man state, which is very easy to identify.

Jiang Chao rushed to the phone he had found earlier, and dialed the phone number in three or two times.

The other end of the phone was connected after a busy tone. The voice of the person on the other side was as cold as ice, and the content and tone of the words were not much lower than those of the ghosts: "Hehe, I finally found you..."

Jiang Chao paused, then greeted Ding Zeming and the others who came to report the information, then closed the phone with a snap, and made a decisive decision: "Leave!"

After finishing speaking, click on the personal panel that opens after the task is completed, enter the copy log page, select 'Yes' in the pop-up window that pops up, and start to be removed from the copy.

Several other people didn't know what Jiang Chao heard, but judging from his appearance, it was probably not a good thing. They did not dare to delay, and chose to withdraw.

White Snake glanced coldly at the direction of the old man's house, and regardless of the relationship between 'Xiangnu' and the old man, after forcibly opening Xiangnu's personal panel, he chose the exit dungeon button for Xiangnu.

Time was stagnant at this moment, and the beautiful young man's last memory of the dungeon stayed in the scene where the golden light and the black mist were fighting in the chamber, and then slammed on the floor with a 'bang'.

However, Xiangnu was not hurt by the fall, because the moment he appeared in the middle of the bedroom, the tiny pocket white snake instantly swelled and swelled, turning into a white python about ten meters long, serving as a meat pad. Catch the slave.

Xiangnu hugged the white python in a daze, the white python curled its tail, shook the beautiful young man down, and then wrapped it in the middle of his body, with his head close to Xiangnu, he spit out the snake coldly Letter, licking Xiangnu's smooth and tender cheeks.

Beautiful is really beautiful, scary is really scary.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Yu: You must be a meat pad, and you must also scare your wife.

(Mr. Yu, who jumps repeatedly between being gentle and caring and being a dog person)