Zhu Wuneng walked to Chen Yang and said in a deep voice.
He looked serious and serious, no longer smiling like he usually did.
Ten minutes have passed since the monster died under the mural.
The Puranana sect gathered together their believers who had died at the hands of monsters. Headed by the Reincarnated Goddess, a group of people gathered around and recited the Purana sutras.
Then use the solid gasoline you carry with you to light a bonfire, and throw the corpses of monsters and believers into the fire together.
Regardless of each other.
In their teachings, after death, the soul is reborn, and the body is just a skin, and there is no respect for it.
Chen Yang watched this scene in silence throughout. After Zhu Wuneng finished speaking, he nodded to express his understanding.
From entering the Khitan Mausoleum to now, Liu Mengniang, the reincarnated goddess, seems to be weird at times, just like an ordinary liar, and sometimes appears to be miraculous.
"Let's see and then talk."
After Chen Yang was silent for a while, he spoke lightly.
He and Zhu Wuneng had a tacit understanding of traveling with the people from the Rebirth Sect, intending to use them to explore the road and avoid thunderstorms.
The previous incident with the monster proved that their choice was correct.
If he hadn't had this purpose, they wouldn't have come to his door outside and could have escaped long ago.
With Zhu Wuneng's methods, he has a hundred ways to stay ahead of the people of the Rebirth Sect.
Just why bother?
Are you going to lead the way for those people from the afterlife?
If you are not careful, you will have to make a wedding dress for someone.
Besides, wouldn't it be better to first look at the means of competing against your opponents?
The enemy is in the light and we are in the dark.
How wonderful it is.
"lets go."
The reincarnated goddess gave an order, and the old white man held a gun with his remaining hand and led a group of people to clear the way.
Just how long ago, the old white man who had broken his arm and was rolling on the ground in pain now walks vigorously, has a resolute expression, and is full of the light of martyrdom, as if he was born with fewer arms and has long been used to it.
It looked completely unaffected.
"What a trick."
Zhu Wuneng didn't know how many times he sighed.
They could see clearly from the side.
After the monster died, people sent by the Reincarnation came forward to treat the old white man, stop bleeding, relieve pain, disinfect, inject, etc. Needless to say.
The hemostatic sprays they use are all cutting-edge products. In addition to epinephrine and the like, the injected drugs must also contain other ingredients.
But these will not have such a big effect.
What really made the old white man come alive was that the reincarnated goddess personally squatted in front of the old white man who was kneeling on his knees, pressed his head with one hand, murmured some scriptures, and finally made a blessing gesture.
After that, the old white man felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was very proud.
"Looking at his rosy complexion, it shouldn't be a psychological effect or a placebo effect."
Chen Yang added, meaning that it was no small trick. The fact that this reincarnated goddess could go from a village girl who sold herself to a treasure island to where she is today is definitely something unusual.
Not long after, after passing the Hulukou in the heart of the mountain, only a few hundred meters further, the view suddenly opened up.
I don't know where the underground water came from, flooding all the paths ahead and forming a ground lake.
The ground lake stretches as far as the eye can see, and the cold air overflows, almost freezing on the face. The coldness that fills the Khitan Goddess's Mausoleum comes from this.
The surface of Dihu is as flat as a mirror. There is no wind or rain inside the mountain, and it is like a pool of stagnant water.