Lin Yuan sat calmly on the top seat, looking down at the people below.
Xu Ping'an and the others had returned after burying the original leader. Several other important figures who were out were also urgently summoned and hurriedly gave up the task at hand.
At this moment, the main members of Tomb of the Living Dead have basically arrived. They stood cautiously and looked at Lin Yuan nervously.
"Who is Kira?" Lin Yuan asked.
A woman covered by a black gauze in the crowd quickly came out, put her hands on her waist, lowered her head and replied respectfully: "Tomb Master, I am Kira. What do you want from me?"
Lin Yuan stared at her for a while, "He is a talented person, but it is a pity that it has been eroded too deeply. Go down."
Kira felt a little confused, but the tomb owner's words could not be questioned, so she had no choice but to return to the crowd.
"Who is in charge of internal affairs in the camp?" Lin Yuan continued to ask.
"Back to the tomb owner, it's me." A man walked out in a hurry.
"Shi Yan? It turns out you are not just a city lord. Okay, from now on you will still manage the internal affairs of the camp." Lin Yuan laughed.
Initially taking over the position of leader of the camp, he also learned that there are two main forces in Stone City. One is the Holy Cult that worships the Holy Lord, and the other is the secular organization headed by the Tomb of the Living Dead. The two forces have always been different.
deal with.
The lair of the Tomb of the Living Dead is located in the city lord's mansion, and the stone city lord is just a puppet placed in front of the camp.
In the final analysis, both the camp and the Holy Cult are puppets of the Black Death Immortal. Why does it arrange for its two forces to entangle and fight endlessly? Lin Yuan doesn't care about this, he just comes to experience the social ecology here.
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He leaned on the armrest of the seat with his arms, resting his chin on his palms. After scanning the crowd below, he called Xu Pingan up.
This person has only been in the underground world for more than 2 weeks. The degree of erosion is not very deep, and he can still be saved.
Lin Yuan's two fingers gradually came closer to Xu Pingan's eyes. In the corner of the latter's eyes, a small white beetle was twisting in panic.
"You want to save him? Don't waste your efforts. We are soul-eating insects created by the Black Death Immortal. The moment we parasitize humans, we are connected to their souls. You can't pull it out unless you
I want to tear this man’s soul to pieces as well.”
The beetle standing on Lin Yuan's shoulder suddenly changed his silence and sounded gloating.
Lin Yuan stopped and glanced sideways at the beetle. The latter was so frightened that he immediately fell down and protected his head with his two forelimbs:
"You can't hit me anymore! If you beat me to death, without my ability to blind you, everyone here will find out that you are not the leader here!"
"Haha, don't be afraid, I don't want to hit you now. I just want to say, do you still remember how you got into my hands?"
The beetle was stunned, and Lin Yuan continued to move. He gently pinched the insect at the corner of Xu Ping'an's eyes with two fingers. The runes flickered faintly, and he lifted his fingers up to pull out the insect very neatly.
A small amount of brain crest fluid spurted out, and Xu Ping'an lost consciousness and slowly fell down.
"Oh my god, you really pulled it out. Who are you?" Beetle stood up and looked at Lin Yuan with a pair of small red eyes in shock.
Only it understands how difficult it is to pull out the soul-eating insect. It is simply declaring that Lin Yuan's attainments in the soul field are no lower than that of the Black Death Immortal. But how is this possible?
"You can think of me as a traveler and a sociologist. How bugs and corpses coexist, how the underground kingdom operates, I am very interested in everything here. Not surprisingly, I will stay here for a while.
Get along well, little bug."
Lin Yuan tapped the beetle on the head with his nails, with a friendly look on his face, while the people below him automatically ignored their conversation because of the beetle's ability to deceive.
"Crazy, really crazy! You don't want to escape, but you actually plan to stay. People in the camp can't find you, and people from the Holy Cult will find you sooner or later."
"That's another story."
"Come here, help Xu Pingping go down and rest. The others continue their work. If there is nothing urgent, please don't disturb me."
Lin Yuan no longer paid attention to the beetle on his shoulder. After meeting and getting familiar with the people in the camp, he dismissed everyone and walked to the former leader's room with the corpse of the insect.
…
after one day.
Xu Pingan walked through the corridor and walked along the stairs to a study room alone.
Winter winter winter.
He knocked lightly three times, then looked around nervously.
"Brother Lin...Boss, are you there?" Xu Pingan put his mouth close to the door.
"Here. Come in directly. The door is unlocked." Lin Yuan's voice came from the study.
Xu Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly opened the door and walked in.
In the center of the room was a large desk, filled with large and small glass jars, all containing writhing insects. A man in black clothes stood beside the desk, with his back to him.
"I see your complexion is sallow. Did you not sleep well last night?" Lin Yuan put down the scalpel in his hand, sat down on the stool and turned half a circle towards Xu Pingan.
Paji.
Xu Ping'an had very good eyesight and saw a very large beetle next to the scalpel. It had already disemboweled its belly and its hind legs were twitching. It looked like it was going to die.
"I slept well last night, but it was a little scary when I woke up."
Xu Pingan hesitated for a moment, and then asked as if he was risking his life,
"Boss, are you still Brother Lin now?"
"You kid, didn't you drag me here to take refuge? You can continue to call me Brother Lin, but not in front of other people." Lin Yuan wiped his fingers with a white tissue.
"I know. Except for the two of us, there are no living people here at all!" Xu Pingan nodded repeatedly, finally showing a relaxed look on his face.
God knows how scared he felt when he woke up and found that everyone had worms in their bodies. This place was hundreds of thousands of meters underground, and there was no way to escape. He almost despaired. Fortunately, he thought of Lin Yuan.
With someone as a companion, the hope of living rekindled in his heart. But he still couldn't figure out how Lin Yuan took the position of leader from those insects.
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Just when Xu Pingan felt at ease, Lin Yuan suddenly stood up and looked out the door.
"If you don't want to die, put this on first." Lin Yuan picked up a pocket watch pendant from the table and threw it to Xu Pingan.
"Brother Lin, there are those kind of parasites in here!" Xu Ping'an opened the cover of the watch and was shocked.
"Don't worry, he's dead. However, a large number of living ones are coming."
As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, a large number of chaotic footsteps quickly approached outside the door.
"Is Master Lin here?"
"I'm here uninvited, there's really something important going on!"
"Master Lin Tomb!"
"..."
Several people rushed into the study noisily. Shi Yan came to Lin Yuan apologetically, bent down and said, "I'm sorry, tomb owner. Several tomb owners from other camps came here in person, and my subordinates couldn't stop them."
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"It's okay. I, Lin, originally planned to have the opportunity to meet the leaders of other camps, but now it's convenient."
"I wonder what important matters come with all the tomb owners coming together?" Old God Lin Yuan said on the ground.
Xu Ping'an stood beside Lin Yuan dully, holding his pocket watch tightly with his fingers. In his opinion, it was not these visitors who were talking, but the bugs on their bodies that were clearly talking.
What made him even more afraid to move was that when he got closer to Lin Yuan, he discovered that there was actually a white beetle lying on Lin Yuan's shoulder!
"Master Lin, let's stop beating around the bush. We suspect that there is a traitor in your Tomb of the Living Dead." A hunchbacked old woman looked straight at Lin Yuan and said.
"Oh? Traitor? But I think all my brothers in this camp are innocent. You guys came here together, did you find any evidence of traitors?" Lin Yuan said without raising his eyelids.
"Yes! We have several camps located in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Stone City, taking care of each other. But in just one day, some members of each camp disappeared. The traitor's hands and feet were very clean, but he still left some traces."
The tomb owner said angrily.
"Through the secret method, we are sure that the traitor is hiding in Tomb Master Lin's territory. Everyone is innocent? Tomb Master Lin doesn't want to protect the traitor, right?" the black-faced Tomb Master said loudly.
The surrounding tomb owners also looked at Lin Yuan unfriendly.
"Lin Yuan, your experiment on catching soul-eating beetles was exposed. I said at the time that you were too unrestrained in catching them." Doujiao rubbed his forelimbs, and the whole beetle became energetic.
"The soul-eating insects in each camp are somewhat different. If you want to understand them better, you naturally have to catch some." Lin Yuan said.
"Then how are you going to convince them now? In fact, they have already determined that you did it. Of course, they think you are under my control, and I will die too," Doujiao Yan said angrily.
"Haha, what's so difficult about this?"
Lin Yuan took a step forward and looked past everyone.
"Master Lin, have you remembered who the traitor is?" The old woman said with an evil smile on her lips.
"Here it is." Lin Yuan clenched his fist with five fingers and placed it in front of him.
Um?
The seven tomb owners moved their heads closer to take a look, and the next second, a fist enlarged in front of their eyes.
With just one punch, the old woman's face turned half sideways, and the other tomb owners also had nosebleeds. It seemed like they had opened a soy sauce shop, and all the sour, salty, and spicy ones came out, and everyone was confused.
Not asking for it?
As soon as thoughts came into their minds, Lin Yuan moved like the wind, his palm brushing against their faces, and there were seven more beetles in his hand.
"It's for you. I know you have the ability to control them." Lin Yuan threw the stunned beetles to Doujiao's mouth.
"I actually forgot that you have this unique skill of separating soul insects. There is no need to convince them."
Doujiao opened its mouth wide and swallowed all the beetles in one gulp. Its white carapace squirmed with satisfaction, and then spit out the beetles.
In the sight of Xu Ping'an and Shi Yan's admiration, the soul-eating insects staggered off and merged with the tomb owner who fell on the ground. After a while, they all woke up and knelt down neatly and respectfully at the edge of the forest.
in front of me.
From then on, Lin Yuan also had an additional identity, the master of the Great Tomb of Shicheng.