The bones were white and the demon sect's right protector was not in a hurry to attack. He folded his arms and hid his body in the darkness.
Lin Zheng felt vaguely uneasy. He glanced at Balian, but without giving up, he went to persuade everyone one by one.
But after leaving Ye Shu's position, the young Marquis' words did not carry as much weight as before.
The advice failed, but it was met with disappointment.
If his arrogance had been the same in the past, Lin Zheng would definitely have an attack.
But now he knew that he was in the wrong, and after failing to achieve anything, he retreated with deep thoughts, found an open space, sat down with a dejected expression, and said no more words.
Yin Baishuang sat next to Bai Lian and suddenly said: "Now we are all trapped here, and no one is stopping Ye Shu from getting the pearl. If this continues, you will not be able to complete what the Demon King told you."
Although the expression on Bailian's face was solemn, there was no trace of panic: "It doesn't matter, there is still a chance for things to turn around."
Yin Baishuang's eyes moved slightly, and she was about to say something more, but at this moment, a low scream came from not far away.
The scream was so loud that it attracted everyone's attention.
"Brother Song! Brother Song, what's wrong with you!"
A monk who was quietly meditating and resting seemed to have suddenly fallen ill. His whole body twitched and twitched, his arms, legs and feet were twisted into knots, foaming at the mouth, his eyes bulged and turned white, and he fell down in an extremely ferocious and twisted posture.
The sudden change shocked everyone.
However, the middle-aged monk known as Brother Song did not die in one breath.
The whole person looked like a poisoned earthworm, rolling and twitching in pain on the ground, and letting out inarticulate painful roars from his mouth.
"What's going on? What's going on?!!"
Everyone began to panic and did not dare to approach the man at all. Gradually, the man's body was covered with dense red spots.
The white eyes were also filled with blood, and soon they became filled with blood and bulged out, protruding from the eye sockets like goldfish eyes, and the blood was like a dripping bag.
Not long after, he let out a shrill scream, and his swollen eyes shot out bloody arrows with a stinky smell. Two red tendrils of flesh could be vaguely seen crawling out, and then the tendrils quickly withered and turned black.
Then the blood from the man's facial features spurted out like an explosion, covering his entire head with blood, completely devoid of life.
After he died, his twisted body was still twitching and moving, slowly filling up with water and swelling.
The weird death appearance makes people feel numb, and they also wonder how a living person could die like this.
The frightened people gathered around with strong confusion and curiosity. Even Lin Zheng couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and followed him with a pale face.
Balian, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head slightly and moved the tip of his nose slightly, as if he had caught something extremely sensitively, and stood up silently.
Yin Baishuang said in surprise: "You can't see and still want to join in the fun?"
Balian didn't say anything, but silently took Su Jing and Yin Baishuang's wrists and pulled them further back.
Yin Baishuang frowned coldly, and was about to have an attack, but saw Su Jing silently holding her hand quietly and stepping back obediently.
For some reason, Yin Baishuang vaguely felt that if she didn't cooperate now, it would be miserable later.
So she let him hold her and retreated again and again, until her back almost touched the bone wall.
On the other side, everyone saw Bailian's cautious and evasive look, and felt great disdain.
I secretly thought that those two girls just wanted to keep their homes clean, but your handsome man acted coy and afraid of getting into trouble, which is really shameful.
The cause of Brother Song's death was bizarre, and it is unknown who was responsible for the assassination. If the body is not dissected and the matter is investigated, there is no guarantee that no one will be murdered again.
Even though the appearance of death is terrifying, he is still a dead person, so I really don’t know what to be afraid of...
A monk was putting away his contempt for Bailian. Under the gaze of everyone watching, he stretched out his hand and was about to turn over the body of the man named Song.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm touched the abnormally swollen corpse, his fingertips felt as if he had touched something extremely rotten and slimy.
At the same time, there was a sound of air surging inside the highly swollen corpse.
The scene of the corpse's skin and flesh being torn was displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
The air around me seemed to be stagnant for a moment.
The next moment, the monk who stretched out his hand opened his mouth wide in horror and yelled: "Get out, get out! Get out! Hurry up!"
At this point, it was really too late to say anything.
Even if they have great escaping skills, it will be of no avail.
An indescribable muffled explosion echoed in the wild wind, and at the same time, there was a strong and overpowering rotten stench.
The body that had just died exploded!
It was like a corpse that had been rotting for a long time and suddenly saw the light of day. The colorful rotting slurry of red, yellow, green and purple spurted out like an explosion of magma, flying all over the sky.
Just a ray of disgusting smell that is enough to make one's soul explode comes overwhelmingly. For a while, angry roars and desperate screams can be heard.
The power of the corpse explosion was extremely terrifying. It is really hard to imagine that the things that exploded from a person's body after death could be so endless.
As a result, no one who came to watch was spared. Red and green slime maggots poured over everyone's head and body, and the corpse continued to spray a stench.
The monk who just tried to look at it was the worst. His self-sacrifice spirit of opening his mouth wide and roaring to let others evacuate quickly is worthy of respect.
But at this moment, his mouth was filled with lumps and his internal organs were covered in blood. It was really miserable and made people feel sympathy.
Yin Baishuang, who had cold eyes just a moment ago and was dissatisfied with Balian's physical contact, turned pale, her body trembled violently, and she subconsciously hugged Balian's arm, her whole body was shaking, and she was in shock.
The stench that hit her nostrils made her look extremely ugly. Her snow-white neck rolled uncontrollably, as if she was about to vomit. She made an extremely angry voice: "What the hell is this! It's so disgusting!"
Balian felt her fingers tremble with shock.
After all, she is still a girl. Even if she is not afraid of ghosts and monsters, she will still show her weak and helpless side when faced with this bloody and putrid stench.
Balian silently let go of her wrist, raised his arm to stop her trembling, thin and delicate shoulders, gently supported her head with his palm, and made her bury her cheek into his shoulder.
Yin Baishuang stiffened and subconsciously wanted to push him away.
But when the tip of his nose touched the cold fabric of Balian's body, there seemed to be a clean and refreshing breath surrounding him, which diluted the strong and disgusting smell surrounding him.
Sniffing it carefully like this, the soul that has been entangled with bitterness for a lifetime is inexplicably soothed in an instant.
The fingertips that tightly grasped the clothes between his arms could not help but relax a little, and the soft black hair covered his eyebrows.
Amidst the commotion, Su Jing's eyes were dark, with no trace of ripples visible inside. They were as cold and upright as pines and bamboos, and on the surface, they looked as cold as the moon, with a ruthless indifference.
The extremely beautiful appearance, the mess and filth in front of her, and the stench all around her were not enough to make her raise her eyebrows.
They are simply more calm, fearless and unconscious than the statues of gods enshrined in the temple.
She looked at the chaos calmly, seeming to find it a bit noisy and boring, and glanced at it with a cold gaze.
Then he saw Yin Baishuang's weak and quiet look leaning on him, and her dark and calm eyes couldn't help but froze.
There seemed to be a thick darkness in her dark eyes, as if something was sinking.
The corners of Su Jing's mouth tightened slightly, and an undetectable hum came out between his breaths.
She had always been quiet, so this very light hum was very unlike her habit. Balian couldn't help turning his head and asked softly: "Miss Su Jing, what's wrong with you?"
Su Jing had no expression: "What the hell is this?"
Huh? Why does this sentence sound familiar?
Su Jing looked serious and added word for word: "It's so disgusting."
Balian fell silent.
Isn't this the line Miss Yin just gave?
It seemed that he was aware of Balian's strange silence, but Su Jing could not wait to get the effect he wanted.
She pursed her lips slightly, raised her eyelashes, looked at Balian with dark and quiet eyes, leaned towards him, grabbed his other arm and shook it expressionlessly, and said with a straight face: "
It’s really scary.”
"..." Balian always felt that something was wrong that he couldn't explain, so he asked: "Miss Su Jing feels disgusted."
Miss Su Jing replied from Shanruliu: "Well, disgusting."
Balian was silent for a moment, then he had no choice but to raise his arms awkwardly, hold her shoulders and back stiffly, let her come close to her, and comforted her softly: "Then don't look any further."
Su Jing snorted coldly, looking like she found the smell around her unbearable, and buried her head into his shoulder.
The monks who were sprayed all over their heads and faces fell to their knees and crawled on the ground, vomiting so hard that they almost vomited out their overnight meal.
Xun Guan wanted to cry but had no tears. His heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were all sore from vomiting. How could he finally regain his composure?
Only then did he think that Bai Lian had the foresight to retreat far away just now. He couldn't help but look up and exclaimed in his heart, "What a guy!"
They were showered with the disgusting filth all over their faces. This guy was really amazing. He was hugging each other in a clean and leisurely manner.
Damn it, I've seen a ghost. The daughters of two righteous leaders, who were born to be incompatible with each other, and would fight each other when they met. Two little aunts who should not be provoked can actually have such a well-behaved and weak side.
Under the strong contrast, Xun Guan was a little angry and complained: "Master Si Chen, you already knew that this body cannot be touched, why didn't you tell us earlier?"
Everyone also reacted, and couldn't help but angrily echoed: "Yes, if Mr. Si Chen had mentioned it more, why would we be so filthy and messy?"
"Damn! This rotten smell will be hard to get rid of in three years and will be a nightmare for life!"
Balian said calmly: "I asked you to leave here early, but you didn't listen. You will accuse me of not reminding you until trouble occurs. Since you don't like to listen to my advice, why bother wasting your words."
"This is not the other thing. This young master is obviously being cautious!"
Balian chuckled and said, "But in my eyes, this is one thing. Haven't you noticed your physical condition yet?"
"What...what do you mean?"
Before Balian could explain anything, one person had already discovered something terrible and exclaimed: "What is this! What is this! How could I become like this!"
The monk who was vigorously wiping away the dirt on his skin suddenly discovered that red spots had appeared on his body at some point.
The appearance of this red spot is exactly the same as the red spot on the body of the person who died just now!
The erythema was neither painful nor itchy, and had no sensation at all. However, it spread very quickly and covered the entire arm in an instant.
He was so frightened that he quickly used his spiritual power to resist, but he could only slightly delay the spread, but could not eliminate the terrible red spots.
"Ah! It's on me too! What is this! Is it poison? When did I get poisoned!"
"It's on me too!"
"Damn it! I have this damn thing on me too!"
The large swaths of bright red traces made everyone's hearts burn. When they thought that they would most likely die as tragically as the monk surnamed Song, they collapsed and despaired for a while.
Someone gasped and stood up, looking at Balian with red and bloodshot eyes. The sword in his hand pointed at him and said sharply: "You deliberately watched us approach the corpse and just sat back and watched me get infected by the poison. You are so cruel."
Heart!"
They were all fine at first, but they started to develop red spots after being exposed to the filthy corpse liquid that was splashed out by the explosion.
Hearing this, everyone became furious and wanted to kill them as if they wanted to eat people. They said sternly: "Isn't it just that we didn't fight for you just now? This can also make you have such harmful thoughts.
, it’s really heartbreaking!”
Young Marquis Lin Zheng had already vomited to the point of losing his soul. When he saw something unexpected, he got angry again. His face turned pale, his lips tightened, and he shouted: "What kind of madness are you going to do again!"
Balian released the two girls unhurriedly, without saying a word, and calmly summoned the piccolo across his chest.
This group of people had seen the power of his piccolo, and their expressions froze. They stopped their steps with great fear and did not dare to get any closer. They only stared at Balian with their crimson and twisted eyes.
It seems that they will never stop eating people without giving an explanation.
Bai Lian said: "If I want to kill you, it would be like adding superfluous force. The poison in your body is definitely not contaminated by filth."
"Fart, if it weren't for this, we would have been fine by nature, how could we suddenly be poisoned at the same time, and you three are the only ones who are fine and still making excuses!"
"It's not sophistry!" Lin Zheng said with a cold face, rolled up his sleeves, wiped off the dirt and maggots on his arms, revealing his undamaged skin: "I've also been contaminated by these dirt, I'm not poisoned."
"I...I'm not poisoned either..." Some people in the crowd calmed down. When they saw that many people were angry and violent like trapped animals, they thought that they were also poisoned.
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But when I looked through it myself, I realized that I was extremely lucky and didn't have those strange red things on my body, so I was happy and cheered.
And those who were poisoned did not feel happy because of it, but became more and more collapsed and confused.
"Why?! Why am I the only one who got poisoned! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
Seeing that it was not Bailian's fault that they had planted poison for no reason, the group of people began to cry bitterly again, put away their ferocious expressions, and softened their posture and said:
"Master Si Chen, you are well-informed. Since you can tell at a glance that something is wrong with that fellow Taoist named Song, you must be able to know the origin of this poison. Please help me! Please help me, I don't want to die!"
As a human being, Balian really didn't know whether to lament the fickleness of human nature or to praise Milu's superb methods, which were able to polish these monks to the point where not even an ounce of their integrity was left.
Looking at those people kneeling on the ground, they were kneeling and crawling towards Bai Lian's direction as if asking for help.
Yin Baishuang couldn't stand the colorful flowers hanging on their bodies, and almost broke down and shouted: "If you dare to touch them with your dirty hands, I will kill you with one sword!"
Su Jing said nothing, but his face was as cold as jade, and the invisible deterrent forced everyone not to get closer.
During the scene, most people were intimidated by the reputation of the two women and did not dare to make any more mistakes. They just knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
Yin Baishuang suppressed her nausea, glanced at everyone, and said, "Why does it look like a red-tailed corpse worm has been planted?"
When everyone heard her whisper, they couldn't help but be overjoyed!
Poisoning is not something to be afraid of. What I am afraid of is that I don’t even know what kind of poison I was poisoned.
The world is so vast that all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Only by knowing the origin of something can we find a special method of restraint.
They also believed that Yin Baishuang was not a baseless guess, compared to Miss Jing of Taixuanzong.
Although she had been engaged to the prince of the Tianxi Sword Sect since she was a child, as far as the Zhongyou Dynasty was concerned, Yin Baishuang was the only crown prince recognized by Empress Ji.
Although the three sects appear to be harmonious, they broke up with the Zhongyou Dynasty and turned against each other, forcing Zhongyou to proclaim himself king and not subject to the jurisdiction of other human kingdoms. They also did not like human monks to set foot in the Zhongyou world.
But Miss Yin of Cangwu Palace is the biggest exception.
But even though Yin Baishuang was crazy for half his life and lived alone and homeless, it seemed that he didn't care about anyone in the world.
Only the empress Zhongyou has great respect for her. While practicing the supreme skills of Cangwu Palace, she also specializes in the art of deception.
In this regard, Empress Yingji spread the word about her Zhongyou treasure house to Miss Yin without hesitation.
It is said that Yin Baishuang never shows her deception skills in front of the world, but even so, many people know very well that if she uses deception skills alone, she may be able to compete with Prince Yingxiu.
There are also many deceitful people who use corpse insects to control corpses.
It's not surprising that Yin Baishuang can see at a glance the poisonous corpse insects they focus on.
"The red-tailed corpse worm is born in the sand and gravel. It is the size of a fine dust. It can enter the human body and parasitize it when it breathes. When it absorbs too much Yang energy, it will grow two red tails. When it is fully mature, the tail will burst.
Right out of the gate, it’s what you just saw.”
As if grasping at straws, a monk hurriedly asked: "Is there a way to save this red-tailed corpse worm?"
Yin Baishuang said: "The method of mutual restraint and mutual growth has always been like a shadow. Red-tailed corpse insects grow in sand and gravel, while the blue grass that can detoxify them grows in fertile green fields."
As she spoke, her eyes slid down coldly, and she glanced at the weeds and blue flowers at everyone's feet. She said no more, but the meaning behind it couldn't be more obvious.
In the battle just now, most of the weeds and blue flowers were trampled by the bones and corpses, and then they were burned by Su Jing's sword and killed by the freezing frost of Yin Baishuang's spiritual power...
Most of the blue grass is half dead and withering, with no spiritual power left.
There was no time to rejoice, and the hopes that had just arisen were suddenly extinguished again.
The person who was poisoned was devastated and despairing: "It's over...it's all over."
It is true that God did not leave them a way to survive.
"It's not all over. Do you need me to provide you with a way to save your lives?" A sudden and sinister voice came down from Zhong Ren's head.
I saw the Right Protector, Feng Ju, sitting with his legs crossed on the wall of bones.
He seemed to have expected this scene to happen, and laughed happily and said: "This blue grass is planted and irrigated by me day and night. As long as it is not uprooted by others, then I only need to feed them a lot of blood.
Then you can survive."
"Well, coincidentally, one person's amount of blood is just enough to feed a Blue Grass plant. As for how to choose to save your life, it still depends on whether you are ruthless enough."
Feng Ju swayed his calves leisurely as if watching a play, with sinister and vicious eyes exuding from his eye sockets.
Lin Zheng was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "That's nonsense! Don't be fooled! This devil just wants to lead us to kill each other!"
Puff!
As soon as Lin Zheng finished speaking, the chilling sound of a blade slicing into the abdomen was heard not far away.
He opened his eyes wide and slowly looked back. In his trembling eyes, he saw a snow-cold knife piercing the abdomen of a monk. Then he turned the blade over with force, pulled and lifted it, and the knife cut into the monk's abdomen.
The body was slashed from the abdomen to the shoulders, and hot blood spurted out.
Amidst the wanton blood and ruined weeds, a small blue flower bloomed faintly.
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