Pollutants, like wild monsters, are also pollutants. The difference is that the body of pollutants is not a living body, but a certain object.
Compared to the bloodthirsty and cruel night monsters, these pollutants are sometimes more difficult to deal with.
Their abilities are weird, and they are not killable. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. Compared with Wu Chong and his group of bandits who know nothing about it, Xu Zhou has dealt with them several times and knows a few things about them.
Basic common sense.
"The door is open, run!"
Compared to the unknown young man's calmness, Er Mazi and Flea Liu reacted first and rushed towards the door behind the young man without even saying hello. The door was kicked open by the unknown person.
Do you want to escape and wait to die? Not only the two of them, but also Lao Si and others who rushed into the darkness before saw the light, and they all rushed towards the young man's relief.
The fourth child was the first to rush over. Without even a pause, he rushed out of the door with a whoosh, and the rest of the people followed closely.
"I escaped!"
The fourth child roared excitedly, and the bandit who followed closely behind also roared excitedly. This voice stopped Er Mazi and Flea Liu, who were about to rush to the door.
Because the sound came from the kitchen door.
"You want to run out now? Do you think those things are stupid?" Xu Zhou, who unfastened his heavy sword, sneered and glanced at the bandits who were still yelling like a fool.
"This hero..."
Er Mazi took two steps slowly. Seeing that he could not escape, he had to return. Seeing that the young man was extraordinary, he hurriedly opened his mouth and got close to him.
"I'm not a hero, I just passed by. Do you have anything to eat in your hand?" Xu Zhou spat, walked in with a heavy sword in his hand, and sat down next to Wu Chong.
food?
"Yes, yes!"
Er Mazi took out the dry food and handed it over. The young man didn't look like an ordinary person, maybe he had a big thigh.
"If you encounter trouble outside in the future, you can call us at Fufengmen."
Fu Fengmen?
A sect I’ve never heard of!
Could it be that it is a sect where the legendary immortals gather, all of whom are experts from the world, who pursue immortality and living gods. Thinking of this, not only Er Mazi, but even Flea Liu became excited, Wu
Chong's expression also became much more cautious.
He felt that this young man might be the legendary 'immortal'.
If it is true, it will be easier to handle later.
Apprenticeship.
Learn the law and then strengthen it!
"It turned out to be the immortal chief of Fufengmen. I'm disrespectful." Flea Liu flattered him without any sense of restraint.
Immortal?
"Do you think I look like an immortal?"
Xu Zhou glanced at Flea Liu and continued to nibble on the dry food.
He doesn't even bother to deal with such a flattering guy.
Not an immortal?
Er Mazi and Flea Liu were a little disappointed.
Wu Chong moved the sword. This Ermazi Xiaojing's sword was very easy to use. The most important thing was that it was powerful and suitable for his status.
The tip of the knife was stuck on the ground. It was now dark all around the inn. After Lao Si and the others rushed in, they roared twice and then stopped. They didn't know if they were still alive. Wu Chong also walked up to the young man who suddenly arrived.
.
"Want some?"
Wu Chong took out a pig's trotter and handed it over. This pig's trotter was dry food dried in the mountains. He was the boss, so he must have all the delicious food.
"Thanks."
Xu Zhou glanced at the handed pig's trotters, then glanced at Wu Chong, took the pig's trotters and started to chew on them.
"Can you deal with that old shopkeeper?"
People have short mouths, so it is definitely more convenient to ask questions at this time than to ask them directly.
"cannot."
Xu Zhou was not a weird person. He took a bite of the pig's trotters and said.
"Aren't you the master hermits in the sect?"
Flea Liu, who thought he had met a savior, suddenly became anxious. It was okay if he didn't meet him. Finally, he met a hope. However, the hope told him that he was no match for those things. How could this be possible?
"Who told you that all sects are hermits and masters?"
"But if you weren't an expert hermit, how did you kick open this door..."
"Kick it with your feet? You still ask about this kind of thing, your brain is stuck in the door?"
Xu Zhou spat and said to Wu Chong next to him.
"Your dried pig's trotters are quite good and chewy. As a reward, I can tell you some news. Please ask me quickly before I finish eating. I won't have time to talk to you in a while."
Wu Chong tried to trick him for a long time, but what he was waiting for was this sentence. After thinking about it for a while, he asked.
"Are you an immortal?"
"There are no immortals in this world! They are just some special people who have practiced demon skills."
"Special groups?"
The young man did not answer this topic, maybe it was taboo, or something else.
Wu Chong changed the question.
"Do you know what is trapping us? We have seen the innkeeper before. He was just an ordinary old man. But in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared, and the door of the inn disappeared."
"It's a pollutant. It's hard to say what kind it is. Who knows which kind it is? It's not a human being." Xu Zhou stretched out his little finger and picked his teeth.
"Contaminants?"
Er Mazi next to him heard this and asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Have you dealt with them before? Do you have a way to get us out of here?"
"I have only dealt with them a few times, so I know a little more than ordinary people."
Xu Zhou gnawed the last bit of meat from the pig's trotters and threw the bones aside.
He grabbed the giant sword next to him and stood up. According to his estimation, the first wave of tests of pollutants should be coming. Counting him, he now has four people here, which is a little less than the group of people who rushed over before.
If you're lucky, you should be the second target.
As for Er Mazi's second question, he didn't even bother to answer it.
Pollutants are fatal. He himself has no chance of survival, so how can he take others out? Whether he can survive or not depends entirely on his destiny.
"Thank you for the dry food. It tastes quite good. I'll give you a piece of advice because you're a pleasant person. If you encounter such things, run away if you can. If you can't, just find a place to hide. Don't think about dealing with them.
, this kind of thing cannot be killed, and no one can kill them. At least so far, I have not met anyone who can deal with them."
"Then how did you survive the past few times?"
Wu Chong didn't believe it. If he could only leave it to fate, how could he survive encountering such a monster several times in a row? There is luck in this world, but Wu Chong didn't believe that this young man's luck was so unnatural.
"Although they can't be killed, we can borrow the same type of power as them to resist them, such as my sword."
As he spoke, Xu Zhou patted the giant sword in his hand.
When he looked at it again, Wu Chong realized that the giant sword was different. The giant sword was blunt, and the blade was dark and non-reflective. There were eyes on the surface, all of which were pale dead eyes. It made people's hearts tremble when they saw it. The sword next to it was
The area around the blade started to ooze blood out of nowhere, and it was very eye-catching to see.