Suddenly and completely unexpectedly, the ax fell silently. With Ding Xiaoyi's strength, not to mention the very fragile back of the head, even if it was an iron bucket, this ax blow would kill him.
"Poof!!" sounded, and blood splattered everywhere.
The picture is too bloody, like a rotten tomato cut open with a knife.
Hearing the noise, the old lady opened her eyes in a daze, and immediately felt some hot liquid splashing on her face.
When I looked back, I rolled my eyelids and fainted completely when I saw the scene in front of me.
There was a muffled sound of "Gudong", and the corpse's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground until Ding Xiaoyi kicked the corpse's back and pulled out the axe.
The corpse then stuck its head out and fell to the ground.
Suddenly the whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood.
This mysterious man probably never dreamed that the leader of the Five Plagues Hall would die so suddenly.
In fact, his death was not a loss at all.
Calculating mentally but not intentionally.
This inn was originally a branch of their Wuwen Hall. The old lady on the bed was not the owner of this inn, but a secret sentry of their Wuwen Hall. She was responsible for identifying passers-by here and using them as cauldrons.
Just imagine that in your own home, your vigilance is naturally not as high as outside.
Ding Xiaoyi's invisibility skill was like a cheating device. He knew he was coming here, so he waited for him here with an ax in his hand.
The murderous intent broke out at the moment when he was distracted. I am afraid that before the ax split his head, he was still thinking about why the one lying on the bed was not the beautiful girl Blackbird said, but this ugly one.
Old woman, does she have any thoughts about herself?
After pulling out the ax, he did not relax immediately. Instead, he stood beside the body and waited coldly.
This is a blissful dreamland with so many magical and incredible things.
There's no guarantee that this guy won't be able to get up after his head was split open like in the novel.
Perhaps it was because of following big guys like Bai Pangpang and Old Man Hao, or perhaps because of all the things he had experienced during these years, he had gradually transformed from the novice he was before into a qualified hunter.
Prudence, courage, and ruthlessness are usually not shown in the public eye, but in fact they have been deeply engraved in one's own bones.
The corpse on the ground did not get up again, and it was too dead to die anymore.
He then put the ax aside and began to take off the clothes from the corpse, performing his favorite part of touching the body.
I remember before that this guy gave the blackbirds outside something to eat, and the blackbirds just obeyed him.
After groping for a while, I found a box in his arms.
The box was opened and there were three red pills inside, and a fishy smell filled the air.
It's a pity that I didn't look in the mirror, so I don't know what the purpose of the things is.
Put it aside for now and continue exploring.
After a while, an ancient book was taken out from the corpse's arms.
This ancient book seemed to be quite old, and it was kept by the other party, so it was obviously very important.
I lit the candle on the table and took a look. I saw five words written on it: [Blood Plague Refining Technique]
The font was very old and I didn't recognize it at all, but maybe because of the blissful dream, I was able to understand the meaning after looking at it.
He patiently opened it and read it carefully, but after reading two or three pages, he couldn't stand it anymore.
Although there are a few words in it that I don’t understand what they mean.
Such as what kind of cauldron, what kind of dual cultivation,
But I probably understand that anyway, I can’t help but have sex with women, and I also have sex with men.
I can't stand this alone, and I have to suck the other person's blood dry.
It is actually inconsistent with my own three views.
He threw it aside casually, then continued to search, and finally found two things on the other party's sleeves.
A token with the words Wuwentang on it.
There are actually indescribable sculptures of men and women in the back.
You can tell what kind of cult it is at first glance.
The other item was a bright red dagger. The entire body of the dagger seemed to be polished with red crystals. It was thin and transparent. Under the candlelight, it gave off an evil feeling.
Engraved on it are two small characters [Blood Demon]
He casually cut the table with his knife, barely feeling any obstruction from above, and the table was cut in half with one stroke.
Under the guidance of Mr. Chen, he was considered an expert in weapons. After weighing it for a few times, he had an idea: "It's not bad, but it's much worse than my Xuantong dagger."
Just these four things, nothing else??
After groping for a while, there was nothing else except two jade coins, which made Ding Xiaoyi feel a little disappointed.
The book [Blood Plague Alchemy Technique] was disgusting to him, and it was harmful to others and himself. In the end, when he mastered it, he became neither a human nor a ghost.
Of course, I won't stay, and I don't plan to fight back. I will simply put it on the candlelight and burn it up.
That token is of no use, so throw it aside for now.
The pills in the box seem to be used to control the blackbirds, but the specific usage remains to be determined.
All in all, the only gain is this dagger, but...
Since there is a mystery, why do we need a blood demon?
Just when he was very dissatisfied with this harvest, his eyes suddenly stared at the clothes of the corpse.
"Huh?"
By the light of the fire, he discovered that this outfit did not seem simple.
I simply took off my clothes and took a look. I found that it was cold in my hands, and the blood stains on it actually condensed and did not disperse. It fell off as soon as I shook it, without even a trace on it.
The clothes are embroidered with mountains, rivers, sun, moon, dragons, phoenixes and unicorns. With a flick of your hand, the embroidered patterns on it are lifelike.
Apart from anything else, the embroidery technology on this outfit is truly amazing.
The toughness of the clothes was also very good. He picked up the dagger in his hand and lightly scratched it twice, leaving no trace at all.
Seeing this, he simply used his strength and chopped at the corners of his clothes.
There was a sound of "Boom!" and sparks flickered.
The result shocked him. After he chopped it with a knife, the originally soft clothes suddenly became extremely hard, without leaving any traces on it.
Instead, the shock made my wrists ache.
This suit is comparable to a non-Newtonian body, and its defense is far more amazing than I thought.
"Hiss!" Ding Xiaoyi gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I chopped off the back of your head. If I had chopped on him, it might have become another story by now."
"Good stuff!"
There was no reason to miss such a good thing. I put it on directly. The clothes were a little loose, but as I shook a few times, the clothes actually gathered up and fit perfectly with my figure.
"I've made it, I've made it." Now he felt even happier. Let's just regard this clothes as the interest on the Paradise Fruit.
After putting on clothes, Ding Xiaoyi found a rope, tied up the unconscious old woman, and poured a bowl of cold water on the old woman to wake her up.
"Spare your life! Master, spare your life."
As soon as the old woman woke up, she immediately begged for mercy.
"Shut up!"
Ding Xiaoyi poked out a silent face from the darkness, and saw a black flame beating between his eyebrows. It was his other ability [Fire of Thought].
Without the blessing of spiritual energy, the power of thinking fire is far less than half of its usual strength.
But it's enough to deal with this old lady.
"I ask you, just answer. If you answer incorrectly, I will stab you with this dagger!"
Seeing the blood-red dagger in his hand, the old woman turned pale, and naturally recognized that it was the treasure of Lord Jixuewen of Wuwentang.
Looking at the corpse on the ground with its head cut open, how could she not know what happened?
For a moment, my head was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi played with the dagger and first asked a bunch of random and irrelevant questions.
What is the name of this town?
What is this place again?
How many people are there in the town, etc.
The old woman always answered honestly. With the help of the power of the fire of thought, he could clearly sense the emotions that gradually calmed down in the old woman's voice, and that she was indeed not lying.
Suddenly Ding Xiaoyi's voice changed: "Who is he, and what is your relationship with him?"
When asked this question, the old woman frowned. He could clearly see her chaotic emotions through the fire of her thoughts.
"no!!"
The old woman still wanted to argue, but she just opened her mouth.
Ding Xiaoyi stabbed the dagger fiercely, and the blade instantly stuck to her throat. He saw his fingers move slightly, and blood dripped out from her throat immediately. Even the skin on her throat was dripped out by the blade.
Goosebumps one after another.
Strangely, the dagger stained with her blood seemed to glow with a dazzling red light, greedily devouring her blood.
"Who is this guy and where does he come from?" Ding Xiaoyi saw this but was unmoved and repeated the question he just asked.
Probably feeling the shadow of death approaching, the old woman became completely panicked. This time she spoke without any hesitation: "He is the master of the Five Plagues Hall, Lord Blue Blood Plague, and I am the secret sentry he placed here.
"
"Five Plague Hall?"
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows, thinking of the [Blood Plague Divine Refining Technique] he got from this guy's arms, and thought: "Where are the other four?"
"ah!"
It seemed that he did not expect that the other party would know about the other four hall masters. As he was surprised, he became more and more confused about how much the other party knew. However, for the sake of his own life, he told them all in one breath.
In fact, it is not difficult to guess. The Five Plague Hall, as you can tell from its name, should be related to the five types of plagues. Furthermore, since the Blue Blood Plague King corresponds to the Blood Plague, it means that there must be four other people behind it.
Otherwise, why is it the Blood Plague Divine Refining Technique instead of the Five Plague Divine Refining Technique?
Of course, these are all speculations, just to deceive her deliberately, but I didn't expect them to be true.
After muttering, the old woman told everything she knew. During this period, she also thought about lying, but Ding Xiaoyi mercilessly exposed her every time.
In addition to two more wounds on her body, she felt as if all the blood on her body was being sucked dry by the dagger, and her entire body lost weight in just a short while.
After listening to her detailed explanation, I probably already have an understanding of this Wuwen Hall.
"Sir, please spare me, I will never dare to show your kindness again..."
After telling all the problems she knew, the old woman immediately begged for mercy. Ding Xiaoyi nodded: "Okay."
The old woman was overjoyed when she heard that she had a chance to survive. However, at this moment, she saw a vertical eye in the [Fire of Thought] on Ding Xiaoyi's forehead quietly open, staring into it with eyes like an abyss.
The expression on the old woman's face gradually relaxed, and her consciousness was gradually erased bit by bit in her blurred eyes.