Deconstruction is Weird

   Chapter 132 Strange things in the city

  These walking corpses were destroyed, and the two walked out of the city with their horses, fearing that there would be further problems on the road, but the journey was safe.

After    out of the city, Chu Dong muttered to himself: "Who is testing me, who could it be?

   That partial warlock, it's unlikely."

   Zhang Fangye had this motive, but Chu Dong didn't think he had this ability, not because he looked down on him, but because the fate of the sect warlock was very important. Look at Wu Yong, if he didn't practice martial arts, he could only survive in the end.

   These dozens of walking corpses are obviously not a killer move. They can just run without fighting. After all, these walking corpses are very stiff.

   It is impossible for Zhang Fangye to understand something, and if he uses his short lifespan to test it, it will not make sense.

   Or there is a problem with the city itself. After all, there is an army, and it should be in this city. As a result, it is dead and there are no living people.

   After the two returned to the camp, Fu Xingyi prepared food and drink for the two of them. The words were extremely polite, and it could be seen that he was a very sophisticated person.

  Chu Dong also asked about his position and job, but the man answered fluently. He was not the same as Fu Bo. He was just an ordinary military attaché and was an adjutant in Changming Prefecture.

   He can't go home several times a year, and he and Fu Xin are not the same mother, so there is some life between the two.

   There were only four brothers and sisters of the Fu family and Chu Dong Yang Yiqing in this tent, and the sect warlock didn't come to join in the fun, so Chu Dong also took the opportunity to ask something about the warlock.

   Since that person came, he has only entered the city once, and he has never performed any magic. The two brothers and sisters have opinions on this person, but the silver order is true.

   And he continued to ask for help like the Onmyoji Division, but there was no response. All kinds of documents were sent out, but there was no news.

   Chu Dong suddenly asked a strange question when he heard this, "Have you found out the origin of this group of rogues?"

  Fu Xingyi was stunned for a moment, this topic jumped too fast.

   He said a little embarrassedly, "To be honest, my father is missing, I really don't have the heart to investigate the rogue, I came here to find my father this time, and I didn't come as an official.

  You have also seen that the people in my camp are either paid by me or my friends. "

   "Then you have to check it out, the origin of this rogue is very important, I am serious.

  Is there anything strange in the city these days? "

  Fu Xingyi has been brainwashed by Fu Xin. Although he really doesn't believe that Chu Dong is as good as Fu Xin said, it was recommended by Zhuge Yuan after all.

   He put down his glass and clasped his fists.

   "Okay, I'll send someone to investigate. Although the rogues have no fixed place to live, the rogues with such strength will definitely be recorded.

   As for the strange thing, there is indeed one, that there are living people coming out of this city every day.

   But we have already searched all of them, and we have taken all the survivors we can find to the nearest village. There should be no living people in the city.

   One or two can be explained, but recently people have come out every night, more or less, in groups of three or five.

   And these people lost their minds.

  I also tried to enter the city at night, thinking that I might be able to see my father, but I didn't find anything. Except for the spooky and strange things, everything in the city was normal.

  I once patrolled the city for one night, and I could vaguely hear the sound of fighting, but no one was there. "

  Fu Xingyi said this, Chu Dong has basically confirmed his conjecture, those people are still trapped in the city, and they are fighting with ghosts every night. In this city, there is probably a ghost that Chu Dong has not discovered.

   is like Wu Tong's copy space.

   "Then is there anyone here who has come out of the city recently?"

   "Yes, I just walked out this morning, it's a man, but I can't communicate at all."

  Chu Dong put down his chopsticks on a whim.

   "Go, go and see now!"

The    was not far away, just next door, Chu Dong walked into the tent and saw that his face was yellow and his skin was thin, and the whole person was curled up in a ball in the corner. As soon as Chu Dong and a few people came in, he was even more afraid.

  "This is really crazy, the yang energy on the body is so low that there is almost no.

   Was it a ghost, or what? "

  Chu Dong squatted in front of the man and studied it for a long time. He raised his palm to draw a talisman with his bare hands, and an exorcism talisman was hit on the man's forehead. There was no change, but it made him even more afraid.

   At this time, Chu Dong's shortcomings came out. He was inexperienced, and Huang De taught him all kinds of powerful ghost-killing abilities from the beginning.

   On the contrary, he was not very good at this simple exorcism technique, and the only exorcism talisman did not take effect.

  There are also many types of upper body of ghosts. It does not necessarily have to be ghosts in the human body. Sometimes it is difficult for people to reunite after their consciousness is dissipated by ghosts. This is often referred to as Zhongxie.

   There are also some remnants of the soul that enter the body, they will form hysteria, and they will occasionally regard themselves as another person.

   Destruction is easy, repair is the hardest. Back then, Yang Yiqing’s ghost qi had nothing to do with Huang De’s blood. It was Chu Dong’s simple and crude way of imitating ghost eyes.

   But obviously this method is too simplistic and rude and not suitable for the person in front of him.

  Chu Dong looked at Yang Yiqing as if asking for help, and Yang Yiqing took two steps back.

   "Don't count on me, Master never taught me to save people.

   Want me to say that this person is already dead and hopeless. "

   At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Zhang Fangye, a sect warlock, walked in.

   "Come on, I understand some of his symptoms."

   Looking at several people looking at himself suspiciously, Zhang Fangye was a little embarrassed, and then explained: "Don't look at me like that.

   The things in this city are obviously not easy, but they sent me here.

  My own ability, I know very well, rather than die, it is better to wait for the mission to fail. "

  Zhang Fangye is a very common sect warlock. What are the characteristics of a sect warlock? They are complex but not refined.

   He knows his own strength very well, and he can handle a normal weird or abnormal level incident, but it is obviously not weird and can be explained in front of him.

  It's not a relationship, he doesn't need to rack his brains to do something that he can't do.

   But now that Yang Yiqing is here, he is definitely willing to help.

Zhang Fangye squatted in front of the man, took out a roll of silver needles and flattened it on the ground. He also beckoned Chu Dong and the two men to press the man down. Chu Dong and Fu Xingyi glanced at each other and then came up to hold the man down. .

  Chu Dong is also interested, this person seems to want to practice needles.

   Many of the medical arts in the Hall of Five Techniques are performed with the help of silver needles, and in the category of medicine, there are few classifications that have almost no lethality to ghosts, and most of them are the arts of saving people.

   Zhang Fangye picked up a silver needle and pressed it against the demented man, inserted it directly, and then immediately lifted the second array on the right, piercing the outside of the man's thumb.

   These two needles have Yang Qi, not ordinary acupuncture.

   (end of this chapter)