The two elders of Mingjian Villa, Tong Fei and Bu Kuang, who followed Wu Chong in, looked gloomily at the thatched house in front of them. They clearly walked in from the entrance of the cottage, but after entering, they ended up in the house of a bandit.
"If you come in one after the other, you can still lose yourself. This Aragami has very high levels of pollution."
Unlike the twenty-eight states, it is on the Daqi territory.
The pollution to the Aragami is divided into levels. The pollution that can be solved by ordinary warriors of the first and second realms is classified as 'D' level pollution. The pollution that requires the martial spirit realm is defined as 'C' level. The ones above are classified as 'D' level pollution.
Level B' is the terrifying pollution that goes beyond the martial soul realm. Above that there is Level A' pollution, which is said to be a pollutant transformed from the blood of the Aragami. So far, there is no record of survival.
However, although pollutants are scary, Daqi is not afraid.
For Daqi, the Aragami themselves are the losers. They control the power of the ancient gods, so they naturally have ways to deal with it. The four-level pollution of 'A, B, C, and D' was decided by them.
"Be careful and don't run around."
"Yes, Master."
Gai Kuang took two steps and had already taken out his weapon. Tong Fei next to him did the same. The two of them walked forward carefully back to back. As for their disciples, they also followed behind with cautious faces. Those who could be brought out by the two of them.
The disciples are also elites who are prepared to focus on training, and their psychological quality is still qualified.
When Tong Fei and his group carefully opened the door.
On the other side, Wu Chong had already reached the main hall of the village.
The structure of these cottages is similar to that of Heifeng Village, with the Juyi Hall in the middle. This structure is not surprising. Bandits basically live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. Every time they go out to rob, they always put their heads on
Working above the waistband, the only way to survive is to drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat.
Wu Chong walked into the Juyi Hall, where a thick layer of dust had already accumulated.
It looked like no one had been around for a long time.
The sound of singing and opera that I heard at the entrance of the village before arrived here has changed again, and it seems to be coming from the entrance of the village.
Wu Chong was not misled by these sounds and continued to search.
With his current strength, even if he really encounters 'Pollutant', he will still have the confidence to fight.
When he left the 28th State Territory, he had blown up all the pollutants in the 'oil lamp'. One of the job transfer materials for the third job was the oil lamp. The energy level of the pollutants in Daqi was obviously higher than that in the second job.
The Eighteen Prefectures were strong, perhaps because they were closer to the Aragami.
After passing the Juyi Hall, behind is the courtyard where the villagers live.
A row of wooden houses with a very simple structure.
Wu Chong walked over and opened each room one by one. When he opened the door of the tenth room, Wu Chong found the fine iron car that had been lost in Mingjian Villa.
All the fine iron I saw at the entrance of the Crock Village was piled here.
Even the transport vehicle is still there, and I don’t know what force brought it in. Part of the body of the fine iron vehicle is embedded in the house, connecting three rooms in a row. It’s like growing inside.
"Sixty carts of fine iron, and the money will be settled in the next six months."
A thought flashed through Wu Chong's head.
After solving the trouble here, you can get the fine iron back and sell it for money, and you can continue to send out tasks. The master realized that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, and the disciples in the villa also need to eat. In the past, there were shopkeepers Bao and they made illegal money, but now this
Wu Chong didn't like the business of human trafficking, so he naturally wanted to find another way.
As for returning it to the Daqi court, Master Wu never even thought about it.
This is what I got from capturing bandits. What does it have to do with the court?
After placing a mark on the door, Wu Chong continued to search.
Finding the fine iron car was just incidental. The main purpose of his coming in was to deal with the pollutants in this place.
"Have you not found the owner yet?"
Tong Fei's breath was a little unstable. Just now, he saw a bandit hanging on the roof. The corpse was already dry, so there was nothing wrong with it originally, but he actually smiled when he saw the corpse. When he looked at it again
At that time, the mummy disappeared mysteriously.
The old wooden houses make a decaying sound when you step on them.
"There's something wrong with this place. According to our speed, we should have walked out by now." Bu Kuang also sensed danger.
Although he didn't see any hanging mummies, he did see an acquaintance.
The guard who used to follow Shopkeeper Bao.
That man had been killed by the owner of the village a long time ago. When Wu Chong took office and went on a killing spree, he beheaded the man. He saw the situation with his own eyes.
A dead person appeared again.
"This pollution may be 'Class B'." Both of them are elders of Mingjian Villa, and they have had conflicts with pollutants. I thought that the pollutants in this place would be Class C at best, but I didn't expect that it would exceed Class C.
expected.
But in this case, many places do not make sense.
Every pollution source above Class B is related to the ‘Desolate God’. Why does this level of pollution appear in a place like Crock Village?
This is different from the common sense they know.
"There is someone behind this. We need to tell the village owner about this as soon as possible."
"As long as we survive, we might get involved in some trouble."
"Don't leave, I'll light a torch."
The fire in his hand was getting darker and darker, and Tong Fei always felt a little uneasy.
He had heard before that Aragami was crazy.
All pollutants are derived from the Aragami's madness, and are the most likely to lead people to hallucinations. People with slightly weaker minds will die when encountering the pollution of the Aragami.
After a lot of effort, the two finally lit the torch.
Under the light of the fire, the field of vision suddenly broadened, and Tong Fei raised the torch to shine.
There are people standing around...
Strange sounds came from next door.
Wu Chong stopped and returned to the next room.
He remembered that he had been to this place just now and it was empty.
"Master, you are finally here."
A voice suddenly appeared behind Wu Chong without any sign, just like it appeared out of thin air. With Wu Chong's current strength, even a strong man who is one level above him would not be able to do it.
Wu Chong glanced at the panel.
The data remains the same.
There is no ‘life profile’ on it.
For Wu Chong, this life profile is a warning of life and death. If it doesn't appear now, it means that this time things can't kill him.
"If you don't come again, I will leave you here."
The voice behind her belonged to Ma Runan, she was talking nonchalantly.
But Wu Chong did not look back.
If it were really Ma Runan, she would never talk so much nonsense in front of him.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The voice stopped and asked as if he was confused.
Can read Ma Runan's memory, what kind of power are these pollutants, Aragami... The remaining power of a loser is so terrifying.
Daqi's top circle of people, what kind of power do they have?
"The owner of the village..."
Bang!
Wu Chong turned around suddenly and pinched the head of the thing behind him with his thunderous palm.
A withered corpse.
The moment Wu Chong looked back, a smile appeared on the lips of the withered corpse.
Holding the mummy's head, Wu Chong also showed a smile on his face.