Standing on the edge of the pool, Xia Haoran immediately released his spiritual consciousness and looked into the pool. However, he felt that the water in the pool was deep and dark. For a while, even with his powerful spiritual consciousness, he could not detect the end of it. He only felt that the water inside the pool was deep and dark.
There are many undercurrents, and great dangers are hidden under the calm surface.
This discovery made Xia Haoran slightly shocked, and he instantly put away his disdain for this place. The unknown depth of this deep pool alone was already a surprise.
Xia Haoran calmed down and began to search carefully bit by bit. Because after tracing the cold aura left in the Miao village all the way, the final destination was here.
He believed in his own judgment, so the murderer must still be in this deep pool!
Hard work pays off!
Finally, under the exploration of Xia Haoran's powerful consciousness, a familiar feeling suddenly came back from his ray of consciousness.
Ban!
That feeling turned out to be forbidden!
On the stone wall by the pool more than a thousand meters deep from the surface, there was a restriction placed by a cultivator. This discovery shocked Xia Haoran to the extreme. He quickly mobilized all his consciousness and probed into the restriction...
Seeing this, Xia Haoran's forehead immediately started to shed cold sweat.
Damn it!
"You really get whatever you worry about." Xia Haoran cursed.
That’s right!
Behind the ban is a zombie.
When he originally checked the corpses in the Miao village, Xia Haoran had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't expect that his guess would come true.
From Tian Yuanzi's inherited memory, Xia Haoran knew that there were five levels of zombies, namely white zombies, black zombies, jumping zombies, flying zombies, and demons.
Among them, the white zombie is the weakest, almost as strong as a human monk in the body refining stage; the black zombie is equivalent to the early and middle stages of Qi refining; the jumping zombie is equivalent to the late Qi refining to the late foundation building stage; and the flying zombie is equivalent to the foundation building Dzogchen cultivation.
who.
As for Ba, rarely if ever is a zombie able to successfully cultivate it.
Because, to advance from a flying zombie to a demon, you must go through a baptism of heavenly tribulation. No zombie can ever successfully survive this kind of heavenly tribulation. After all, zombies are existences that God cannot tolerate, and with the addition of 'cultivation'
This act defies heaven, so it would be more appropriate to call that heavenly catastrophe the 'death catastrophe'.
Xia Haoran shook his head. Although he was not sure at the moment, he was at least certain that behind the ban was a flying corpse-level zombie.
Flying zombies evolved from leaping zombies, and it is said that it took at least hundreds of years to take shape. They leap from house to tree, jump as fast as flying, and specialize in sucking people's essence, blood and soul without leaving any trauma. This also explains the reason why the Miao villagers
The bodies of those people had their blood sucked away, but there were no wounds left.
Xia Haoran used his spiritual consciousness to glance at the flying corpse that was sitting cross-legged in the cave, absorbing the cold air and practicing cultivation. He slowly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, turned his head and walked back.
Passing by Wang Hao, Xia Haoran said: "Let's go, brother Wang Hao, let's go back and prepare something first, and come here tonight to catch it."
"Brother Haoran, have you found out? Who is the murderer?" Wang Hao asked hurriedly.
"We found out. Are you sure you want to listen?"
Xia Haoran took a deep look at Wang Hao and said with a half-smile: "I'm worried that once I tell you the answer, you will have nightmares when you sleep at night."
"Tell me, I'm not as fragile as you think!" Wang Hao puffed out his cheeks and said. "Zombie. Moreover, it is a very powerful flying zombie." Xia Haoran said with a slight smile.
"Isn't it just a zombie? It's not a big deal. Uh? What...what? You...you mean a zombie?" Wang Hao squatted on the ground again, cold sweat dripping all over his body.
Come down.
The two returned to a temporary on-site command tent. Director Miao turned around and went out, and soon brought two people in from outside.
"Two gentlemen, I found these two fellow villagers behind me at your request. They are both natives of this Miao village." Director Miao said straight to the point, and then turned to give instructions to the two people behind him.
He said: "Listen carefully, you two. When this gentleman asks you questions, you must answer them truthfully. Do you understand?"
"Yes! We must tell everything we know." The two of them nodded quickly.
"Okay, thank you very much, Director Miao." Xia Haoran nodded to Director Miao, and then turned his eyes to the two fellow villagers behind him.
One is an old man, about sixty years old; the other is a middle-aged man, about thirty years old.
"This old man, and this big brother, don't be nervous, I'm just asking you about something." Xia Haoran stood up, shook hands with the two of them, and then said with a smile: "I'll go first.
Let’s start with this old man. Old man, are you a native of this village?”
"Yes. This little brother, my name is Miao Hanlin, and I am a native of this village. But more than 20 years ago, my family and I moved to Jianhe Town, and now we have opened a restaurant in the town.
Eating out a living in a small restaurant," Miao Hanlin said.
"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Miao is still a businessman. I should call you Boss Miao, haha."
Xia Haoran smiled slightly and said: "Old Miao, deep in the back mountains of this Miao village, about five or six kilometers away from here, there is a mysterious and strange Hantan. You have lived in this Miao village for many years, but you have lived in this Miao village for many years.
Have you heard any information or legends about this cold pool?"
"This little brother is talking about the Gathering Yinhan Pond in the back mountain?"
When Miao Hanlin heard the location described by Xia Haoran, he jumped up in horror. Xia Haoran discovered that even the middle-aged man standing next to him was frightened at this time, with a look of horror written all over his face.
Xia Haoran was also shocked at this moment!
Gathering Yin Han Pond is really a place that gathers Yin. You must know that the growth of zombies is not like that of human cultivators. Human cultivators cultivate by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth free in nature, while zombies absorb
Strengthen your body with the free cold air in nature!
And this weird cold pool can meet this requirement! No wonder, a flying corpse was raised in it.
Is it a coincidence?
No!
Absolutely not!
Its existence is reasonable. Since it happened, there is no need to investigate why. What we are eager to do now is to get rid of that big monster as soon as possible.
But what makes Xia Haoran confused is why this little zombie is hiding in that restriction? That restriction is obviously a method of cultivators, and it has been there for countless years. Now there is a zombie hiding inside,
This is a bit intriguing.
However, now is not the time to think about that matter. Xia Haoran shook his head and didn't think much about it.
"Juyin Hantan? This name is very appropriate. That Hantan is really extremely cold. Uh, Uncle Miao, what's wrong with you?" Xia Haoran asked in confusion.
Miao Hanlin took a deep look at Xia Haoran and said with a heavy tone: "The Juyinhan Pond deep in the back mountain is sparsely populated for dozens of miles, and our Miao village is the closest.
One, which is about ten miles long. The Juyinhan Pond is extremely cold and bone-chilling, and is a famously dangerous place in our area. There is often mist for unknown reasons there, and many people have mistakenly entered it.
In the end, they all froze to death inside. Therefore, from the time they can remember, all the children in our village will be strictly told by their elders that they must not come close to the one kilometer range of Juyinhan Pond deep in the back mountain, otherwise
The family criminal law is at your service!”
"oh?"
Xia Haoran suddenly realized when he heard this. He looked at Wang Hao and nodded immediately. The cold pool was really weird. Even Wang Hao, an ancient warrior in the late Huang level, could only stop at 400 meters, let alone them.
These are ordinary people. A radius of one thousand meters is almost their limit.
"Old Miao, have you ever heard of some legends about the Juyinhan Pond, such as its name, origin, formation, and what exactly is inside the Juyinhan Pond?"
"No!"
Miao Hanlin shook his head and said, "The Juyinhan Pond has existed since I can remember. I also heard from the elders in the village that the Juyinhan Pond has existed for I don't know how many years. Moreover, I am young.
When I was there, I also read the records of the family memorial hall, and it was mentioned that the Hantan in the back mountain has existed since the Miao Village was built."
"So that's it. Thank you, Mr. Miao." Xia Haoran said to Miao Hanlin with a smile.
Next, Xia Haoran asked the middle-aged man the same question again.
The middle-aged man's name was Miao Wei. He was working in a city in southern China with his wife and children. This time he accidentally saw the news that a fire broke out in his hometown, so he rushed back to mourn.
Miao Wei's answer was basically similar to what Miao Hanlin said. He just repeatedly emphasized the danger and terror of the Juyinhan Pond, but he knew nothing about the origin, origin, and what was inside the Juyinhan Pond.
After asking this, Xia Haoran also knew that they might not really know the inside story, so he nodded to Director Miao next to him and asked the two fellow villagers to be taken out.
"Director Miao, please arrange for personnel to go in and clean up the scene now. We have investigated clearly what happened, and there are no valuable things or clues left in the village." Xia Haoran said to Director Miao.
"Ah? You found out so quickly?" Director Miao was also stunned after hearing this, showing an incredible look.
"Yes, I've figured it out."
Xia Haoran smiled slightly and said: "However, because the murderer in this case is a relatively special being, there are some things we cannot tell you. I hope you can understand! In addition, as for how to explain this matter to the public, I think
You should know better than us."
"Yes! I understand." Director Miao responded, turned around and walked out.
Director Miao knew very well the identities of the two great gods in front of him. Since the murderer could be said to be a special being, it would naturally be something supernatural. As long as it involves those things, it is generally forbidden to talk about it. He is
I have no right to know, and I don’t have the guts to inquire about those horrific things.
So, at his order, all the armed police and public security personnel who had been waiting for a long time lined up in a long line and walked into the burned Miao village and began to clean up the scene.