The big corpse turtle on the roof of the cave chewed the ferryman's head carefully, while its cold animalistic eyes continued to look at Hu Ming and others.
"The little thing is quite fierce, but a little too greedy."
"That bastard can't satisfy your appetite, so he's targeting us?"
"...Xiao Tianzhen, how about you carry forward the fearless spirit of the Buddha who sacrificed himself for others and cut his flesh to feed the eagles, and used his own body to satisfy the giant corpse turtle and let us pass safely?"
"Don't mention it, you are the only one here with thin skin and tender meat. You can tell it tastes great just by looking at it."
Hu Ming pushed Wu Xie's shoulder and couldn't help but laugh.
The body of the giant corpse turtle was stained with dazzling blood. In this dangerous situation, Wu Xie never expected that Hu Ming would still be interested in making such a nasty joke.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes, mmp almost blurted out.
Thin skin and tender meat?
What do you think, Uncle Ming, you have finer skin and tender meat than me?
When the words came to his lips, Wu Xie swallowed them down because the cold-light dragon-patterned curling cloud knife in Hu Ming's hand was a bit scary.
"Cirrus Cloud Knife?"
When Hu Ming took out the dragon pattern curling cloud knife from the backpack behind him, Wu Sansheng and his brother were stunned.
Even an ordinary person can see that this knife is no worse than the one Wu Sansheng "sold" to the little brother.
But unlike Wu Sansheng who was surprised that Hu Ming had such a treasure island sword, the younger brother seemed to have remembered something, and his indifferent eyes flashed.
"Brush~"
The golden blade sliced through the air, tearing the air and making bursts of neighing sounds.
Hu Ming's knees were slightly bent, and when he was about to jump up and kill the big corpse turtle, suddenly, the little brother made a sound.
"Hu Ming, wait, I'm coming!"
"ha?"
Hu Ming was stunned for a moment and looked at the little brother who was walking slowly to his side, somewhat confused.
"The ferryman is dead, and the guide who also ate the flesh of dead people has also escaped. There is something weird in this cave, and there must be a lot of dirt in it."
"A corpse turtle of this size is similar to a ferryman who grew up eating dead human flesh. The death energy can cover up our anger, allowing us to pass here safely, and the corpse will not die after being repaired."
The little brother explained in a concise and concise manner.
"Hey, what I thought you were talking about is that you don't need to go to so much trouble. If my guess is correct, covering up with death aura will no longer work."
"If you think about it carefully, the ferryman has been doing this business here all year round, and he has been in and out so many times without incident, but why did he lose his life this time?"
Hu Ming said with a dumbfounded smile.
"you mean?"
"It's very simple. I'm afraid something happened deep in the cave, and the death energy to cover up the anger no longer works."
"Look at the black shadows in the water, they are clearly groups of corpse turtles running for their lives!"
"Corpse turtles are nothing if they appear alone, but they are a big threat when they appear in groups, something that can make thousands of corpse turtles flee for their lives."
"Do you think the mere aura of death can cover up our aura?"
As he spoke, Hu Ming had already jumped up, aimed at the giant corpse turtle, and waved the Cirrus Cloud Knife in his hand repeatedly.
A series of sharp sword lights flashed through the dark cave.
In just the blink of an eye, the huge corpse turtle had been chopped into eight pieces by Hu Ming, and it could no longer die.
Hu Ming's skills have long surpassed the limits of human beings.
This big corpse turtle, even if it is Panzi, will only cause some trouble as long as he has a handy weapon.
What’s more, Hu Ming?
"misfortune"
At this time, the younger brother and Wu Sansheng looked solemnly at the black shadow on the water under the boat.
They didn't pay attention just now, but when Hu Ming said something, they reacted.
The things passing by at high speed under the water are not schools of fish at all, but thousands of countless corpse turtles!
Having worked underground all year round, they naturally know how terrifying hordes of corpse turtles can be.
But now, groups of corpse turtles are running for their lives in a hurry?
Thinking of this, everyone's expressions suddenly turned ugly.
"Third Master, Master Ming, we are in trouble!"
"The inside of the cave is too narrow. We can't turn back. There are cows in the boat behind, so we can't row the boat with a pole!"
"The waterline of that boat's equipment and cattle is already very deep. If we have one more person on board, I'm afraid the boat will sink!"
"And the cave is too short for the cow to stand up, so there is no way to drive the cow into the water!"
Panzi turned on the searchlight, took a look at the situation on the boat behind, shouted, and couldn't help cursing.
Wu Sansheng and Wu Xie's uncle and nephew suddenly became Muggles.
"It's not a big problem, just keep moving forward. In short, we just know that there is a way out at the end of this waterway."
Hu Ming shrugged and didn't take it to heart at all.
Part of the body of the giant corpse turtle that had just been dismembered by Hu Ming fell onto the boat.
And coincidentally, it was the tail of the corpse turtle!
On its tail, there is a fist-sized hexagonal copper sealed wind chime.
I don’t know when it was implanted, but it has become completely patinated. The six sides of the wind chime are densely engraved with incantations.
"What is this? Why do people still fix wind chimes on corpse turtles? Are these corpse turtles artificially bred?"
Seeing this thing, Panzi was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"Who knows?"
Hu Ming chuckled and had no intention of answering Panzi.
In fact, the big tomb in Robber's Pen is really interesting.
Just like the same thing, most of the tombs have a group of corpse turtles or other groups of vicious insects guarding the tomb.
I don’t know if this custom was passed down from King Mu of Zhou and was regarded as a tradition.
The big tomb in Robber's Pen is most indispensable for these densely packed and cruel little things.
Ring ring ring~
At this moment, the hexagonal wind chime automatically started shaking in the absence of wind, and strangely began to shake out of thin air, making bursts of ethereal sounds.
Snapped!
Seeing this, Hu Ming crushed the thing without hesitation.
He knew that the sound of this thing had a bewitching effect.
Although the thing is good, it is too evil. This kind of thing is too hot to handle, and it is not easy to get rid of it.
The bronze shell was actually extremely old, and the bell snapped, and a stream of extremely unpleasant green water came out from inside.
"Hu Ming..."
Seeing this, Wu Sansheng's mouth twitched with heartache, this is money!
"Save it, there are things inside the wind chime. You can't take out the things inside without breaking the wind chime. It's impossible to take it back and sell it. No one will take over such a thing."
Hu Ming pointed at the crushed blue centipede inside the bronze fragment and shook his head.
The bronze wind chime is a symbiotic system between centipedes and giant corpses cultured inside.
Hu Ming knew very well that this was just a test subject inspired by the symbiosis between humans and animals.
