Chapter five hundred and eight, Ghost Head Mountain?
Rosen didn't think too much about the inaction of the Prince's Palace.
If you don't come to trouble me, everything will be easy to deal with.
Anyway, I will return to Qianlongyuan in one month. By then, SHIELD will be protected by Xuantian Mansion and His Majesty, so nothing will happen to me.
Taking advantage of this time, Rosen left the Imperial Capital for a trip to Death Valley.
With the Five Poison Pearls, the poisonous mist of Death Valley can no longer stop him.
The hall deep in Death Valley is as eerie and terrifying as ever, exuding a strange aura, as if countless resentful spirits are accumulating and howling.
But Rosen didn't feel anything.
Because he knew what kind of people were inside.
Without shouting, Rosen walked straight into the hall.
As expected, a fishy smell hit his face, and too many living creatures' body parts were packed in bottles and jars for study.
The scene was very bloody and disgusting.
Those weirdos lowered their heads and were concentrating on their own research. From time to time, they would mutter to themselves, or else they would scold their companions for disturbing them.
They didn't even notice Rosen coming in.
"Cough cough cough." Rosen coughed a few times.
…
No one looked up at him.
"Hey, aren't you afraid that your lair will be overturned? You won't care if someone invades?" Rosen asked, rolling his eyes.
The weirdos raised their heads in confusion.
When they saw Rosen, the atmosphere was somewhat frozen. The green soul fire under the black robe was flickering. Obviously, they were not happy about this.
After all, they swore an oath to surrender to Rosen.
Surrendering to this weakling makes them feel uncomfortable.
Rosen said innocently: "Why is no one welcoming me?"
"Welcome, welcome." Sparse applause sounded in the hall, and the weirdos said feebly.
Rosen shook his head helplessly: "How is your recent research? How is the Phantom Bone Dragon?"
The weirdos were obviously very interested in this topic and became excited.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
"The ghost bone dragon's vitality is too fragile. It's almost gone after just a few months of research."
"Which bastard chopped off its claws? I've said it hundreds of times before, only a ghost bone dragon with a complete body is worthy of research."
"Fart, it's enough if the soul fire is intact. Why do you want the body to be intact? Do you know what the way of life is?"
"Is this the reason why you stole the soul fire and made the ghost bone dragon weak for a whole month?"
"Didn't you fucking take away its wings?"
The weirdo argued: "Its wings contain the origin of poisonous dragons. This is very important research data. I think it is composed of at least seven kinds of dragon spirit bones."
"You can put it back after you study it."
"I pretended."
"It's all on top of your head, you're blind."
"I think it's quite aesthetically pleasing on top of my head."
"What kind of beauty do you want, you damn skeleton? Why don't you hang your feet above your head?"
"None of your business, at least I didn't catch a snake and force it to mate with the ghost bone dragon."
"What?! I just asked why the ghost bone dragon has strange liquid on its body. Are you sick? The ghost bone dragon is not a complete creature."
"..."
This group of weirdos immediately started to quarrel, criticizing each other, and all accused their companions of affecting their research, otherwise they would have researched the new ones long ago.
Rosen had cold sweat on his forehead.
What kind of miserable life did the Ghost Bone Dragon live?
No wonder the last ghost bone dragon died after just a few months of hard work. This time they have restrained themselves a lot, but they probably won't last long.
It turns out they haven't researched the new ones yet.
This also shows that Ye Tianchen, who died in Rosen's hands, was indeed a genius in this field. After all, he was the only one who really developed the new generation.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing, I'll give you another one in the worst case," Rosen said.
As expected, the weirdos stopped arguing.
As long as there are ghost bone dragons, there won't be any quarrel.
"Where is Qingsha?" Rosen asked.
Qingsha is the real controller of Death Valley, and he is also the one who made a deal with the Immortal in the Pot and constantly grants "eternal life" to all the weirdos.
All the weirdos said in unison: "That old liar is on the top floor."
For Qingsha, all the weirdos have no respect at all.
More of ridicule and contempt.
"Why doesn't he study with you?" Rosen was puzzled.
It's okay if you don't ask, but if you ask, you're just going to stir up a hornet's nest, and people will start to curse Qing Sha again.
"This old liar is still studying how to resurrect the little monster."
"Last time, I promised you that I could resurrect the little monster, but it turns out that you lied to us again."
"It's so disgusting."
"Damn liar."
"I suggest overthrowing his leadership! Seize the top floor room."
"Second!"
Rosen said helplessly: "That's enough, that's enough. I'm here for business. I'm not here to listen to you quarreling and swearing. Go and call Qingsha down."
Several weirdos cursed and went to the top floor room and called Qingsha down.
Qingsha's aura was still strong and powerful, and he was the best among the weirdos, but the soul fire in his eyes had dimmed a lot, probably because he had put so much effort into resurrecting Ye Tianchen.
"What's the matter?" Qingsha asked in a deep voice,
Rosen asked: "Do you know about Guitoushan?"
All the weirdos looked confused.
Where? Never heard of it.
Even Qingsha shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
At this time, a few weirdos seemed to remember something: "I seem to have some impression that it is a place where Yin Qi gathers, but I have never been there."
"Really or not, you newcomers who have only been in Death Valley for a few hundred years have actually heard of it, but we old people who have lived for thousands of years have never heard of it?" someone questioned.
"Who do you blame for your ignorance?"
"Kid, don't be too arrogant. Based on my seniority, I can be your grandpa."
"The bastard will live a long time. Can you call a bastard grandpa?"
"What the hell..."
Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Rosen shouted to stop them with a headache: "I remembered, it is called Guitoushan now, but it should have been called Wangu before."
At this time, the whole place fell silent.
After a while, a weirdo asked in a low voice: "What are you asking Wangu for?"
It seems that many of these old monsters know Wangu.
"I'm going to go there. I've been there once before, but this time I want to go deeper and ask you if you know the specific conditions inside." Rosen asked.
Rosen has not forgotten his promise to Bai Qi.
The ghost general army is indeed powerful, and they are not afraid of death. Under Bai Qi's command, they advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and can burst out with great power.
It's just that the quantity is a little too small.
Rosen is no longer prepared to take the weak ghost generals and ghost soldiers, but wants to catch some powerful ones.
At least it has to be gold level.
"Should I admire your courage, or should I despise your ignorance?" Qingsha suddenly said in a deep voice: "Wangu is not accessible to ordinary people."