The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Several men went over to investigate and dragged it out of the bushes.It was a scorched black body, and the burn was so obvious that it could be seen at a glance that he had struggled in the sea of ​​fire before he was born.Its face has been completely viscous, and no facial features can be seen. It can only be judged from the body shape and the snow gauze material outside that will not melt when exposed to fire. She should have been a woman when she was alive.

Chu Wanning hung his hands on it, closed his eyes and probed, and then said: "There are no traces of Zhenlong chess pieces."

Someone murmured: "It's strange, Xu Shuanglin made a Zhenlong chess game on the top of the mountain. Could it be that he missed this?"

Immediately someone retorted: "Have you ever seen a dead body that was left alone on the top of the mountain?"

Mo Ran also walked over, back and forth, carefully looking at the female corpse.As the person who was the best at Zhenlong Chess in his previous life, he certainly knows some of the restrictions of this spell, so he has a relatively confident guess about the identity of this female corpse, but he needs some evidence.

Evidence was soon found.

Mo Ran took off a string of scorched black chains from her hands, wiped off the gray and black on them, and revealed some reddish spirit stones.

He handed the chain to Jiang Xi and said, "Song Qiutong."

"...how do you..." Jiang Xi asked halfway, holding the chain and reacting, "Do you recognize this chain?"

"I gave her a wedding gift." Mo Ran said concisely, "Song Qiutong is the descendant of Song Xingyi. The sphenoid beauty family who subdued the evil spirit of Phoenix is ​​the key to open the forbidden area of ​​Huangshan."

Someone asked: "Did Xu Shuanglin kill Song Qiutong and use her as a key to open the gate of Mount Huangshan?"

Mo Ran shook his head, stared at Song Qiutong's face for a long while, it was not pity, but his mood was subtle and complicated.Mo Ran said: "No, I'm afraid she was still angry when he took her up the mountain."

"How to say?"

This time Mo Ran hadn't spoken yet, Jiang Xi spoke first.Probably to save his own face, when encountering such a question that he could easily answer, Jiang Xi didn't intend to let the junior show off again, but said indifferently: "In order to give Huangshan an order."

Mo Ran glanced at him, thinking that this is the best, if you tell yourself to say everything, it will be harder to justify if you are suspected in the future.So he walked to the side, gave Jiang Xi all the seats, and let Jiang Xi speak.

Someone asked: "An order? Song Qiutong is a weak woman, what orders can she give?"

"Although she is weak, her ancestors may not be all pussies. The Phoenix evil spirit of Huangshan will only obey the bloodline that has subdued it." Jiang Xi is not confused, saying, "Song Qiutong is this The last heir of a lineage."

The man gasped: "Ah, the one who subdued the Phoenix evil spirit was the sphenoid beauty seat?"

"good."

"This is unheard of..."

Jiang Xi said: "It's normal if I haven't heard of it. The four evil mountains have no other function except guarding them. Therefore, whether they can be opened or who will open them, everyone doesn't care too much. Song Qiutong was displaced before and was used as an auction. She probably didn't know that she could still hide on the Phoenix Mountain...she probably never heard of the past of her ancestors subduing the evil spirit of the Phoenix."

"So...so Xu Shuanglin brought her here?"

"It should be so." Jiang Xi continued, "At that time, the fire of the Confucianism Sect suddenly broke out, and everyone fled separately. No one would return to the main hall to take care of the woman who had no power to restrain the chicken. The only person who could take care of her, Only Xu Shuanglin, or the colleague behind Xu Shuanglin."

Xue Zhengyi pondered next to him, and nodded: "Since the people behind the scenes can tear open the cracks in space and take Xu Shuanglin to other places, it's just a matter of lifting Song Qiutong. Let's make an idea—he takes Xu Shuanglin to another place." When she was brought to Huangshan, Song Qiutong was a sycophant by nature. If he grasped at this life-saving straw, he would only obey orders. Then at this time, that person only needs to bring her to Huangshan and let her give orders to Huangshan , she will not refuse."

Someone asked: "But why doesn't he use the Zhenlong chess piece to control Song Qiutong?"

"Because the phoenix evil spirit can recognize whether the person who gave the order is under control." Jiang Xi said, "If you have to live and be willing, this mountain will obey its orders."

Everyone slowly thought about it, and someone said in amazement: "Then why are we here? Didn't we all fall into his tricks and ran to his 'behind the scenes', and because of the damn Huangshan mantle, there is no way to clear it. These soul-devouring insects... what should we do now?"

Jiang Xi frowned, seeming to dislike the metaphor of "before the stage" and "behind the scenes" played by Mo Ran, but still said: "Find the 'before the stage' and go directly to destroy Xu Shuanglin's cloth puppets."

"Master Mo."

After Jiang Xi finished speaking, he suddenly called Mo Ran. Mo Ran had folded his arms and listened attentively. When he heard him mentioning himself, he couldn't help but startled slightly.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Jiang Xi said quietly: "Just now, Grandmaster Mo's analysis is clear and logical, so Jiang wants to ask Grandmaster Mo again, where is the stage and how to find it?"

Mo Ran: "...try hell?"

"try what?"

Mo Ran coughed lightly, the palm of his hand lit up, and the willow vines suddenly sprang out. He said, "That's it, it's called hell."

Jiang Xi: "..."

Hell ghosts, like Tian Wen, have the ability to interrogate living people, ghosts, and corpses with separated souls.The difference is that interrogating people and interrogating corpses is to let them speak, while interrogating ghosts is to communicate directly with the soul.

Song Qiutong has been dead for more than a month, and his soul is long gone, but fortunately, Huangshan is full of yin energy, and his body has not rotted yet.The ink burned in a low voice: "Damn it, go to the trial."

With a sudden sound, the ghost immediately obeyed the order, stretched out its branches and vines, and wrapped Song Qiutong's body three times, and her body began to emit a dazzling red light.

The red light flowed in Mo Ran's eyes, and he tried to ask, with a low voice: "The one who brought you here is Xu Shuanglin?"

Song Qiutong's scorched face was difficult to distinguish, and there was no movement for a while.

"...Is it not working?" someone muttered softly.

Mo Ran squinted his eyes and asked again: "The one who brought you here is Xu Shuanglin?"

Still no movement.

Jiang Xi said: "It seems that Master Mo is still too young, why not replace your master."

However, at this moment, Song Qiutong's neck suddenly moved!Her movements were stiff, extremely slow, but no doubt visibly shaking.

Xue Zhengyong said in surprise: "It's not Xu Shuanglin?"

The ink burned tightly, and the meridians on the back of the hand were slightly protruding. He asked again: "So, have you ever seen the person who brought you here?"

There was a bit of silence again, Song Qiutong suddenly opened her mouth, but she didn't answer, what came out of her mouth was a big sticky slippery snake, puffed and fell to the ground, hissing and slithering away.

Gu Yueye's disciple immediately recognized it: "There is a swallowing snake in her stomach!"

The Word Swallowing Snake is an evil beast, non-poisonous, covered in spirit armor, and can survive in the stomach and intestines of a human for more than twenty years.

This kind of poisonous snake is also used by many sects in the cultivation world, and it is specially swallowed by the hidden guard. From then on, except for the hidden guard who can answer the truth with the owner of the swallowing snake, no matter what other people ask them, they can only do it. Answer lies, or half-truths or half-truths, otherwise this poisonous snake will wake up from dormancy, and instantly tear apart the host's internal organs, cut off the throat, and tear the tongue.

The bloody red light suddenly went out, Song Qiutong's whole body was trembling, and he kept shaking his head, a large group of scarlet blood clots overflowed from his mouth, it looked like smashed viscera, tongue, throat...

No longer can I tell the truth.

Everyone was stunned, and suddenly someone suggested: "Since you can't say it, why don't you let her write it?"

The moment Mo Ran saw the Swallowing Snake, he actually understood that the people behind the scenes were thinking carefully, which was beyond the reach of others.But he still stepped forward, raised Song Qiutong's hands and looked carefully.

Xue Zhengyong asked: "How is it?"

Mo Ran shook his head: "The muscles and bones have been broken, and I can't write anything at all."

It was getting closer, and suddenly there was a dark wind blowing, and the thousands of leaves in the mountains and forests laughed fiercely, and there were screams and wailings of zombies from far and near. After breaking the dead silence, he said, "Then, the clue is broken?"

No one said a word.

Mo Ran took it back to hell, Song Qiutong's body had fallen limply to the ground.

Soon the vines of Phoenix Mountain crawled over rustlingly, carefully coiled up the master's body, wrapped her up again, and dragged her into the bushes, as if they wanted to use this small bush to preserve her.

He just didn't understand why Xu Shuanglin and the others didn't kill Song Qiutong directly, then burn her to the fire, and also spent a lot of time cutting off the meridian in the hand and feeding the swallowing snake.But seeing this scene, I suddenly understood——

Huangshan obeyed the sphenoid bone beauty Xi clan from birth to death.As long as her body is on Mount Huang, the Phoenix evil spirit will not allow others to burn its owner to ashes.

Mo Ran didn't know how he felt for a while, and he suddenly thought of himself in his previous life.He died, and no one collected his body, so he had to lie down in the coffin dug in advance before dying.In fact, that doesn't make much sense. It's no wonder that the rebels who came up the mountain later didn't cut him into pieces.

In his previous life, his own death was probably more bleak than Song Qiutong's. In the end, he didn't even have a vine willing to protect him.

Many people around were murmuring, talking to each other, frowning, and discussing how to deal with it next.And some people are thinking with their eyes closed, such as Jiang Xi, such as Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran also closed his eyes, sorting out everything that happened in front of him in his heart. Such a bloody method is very similar to him in his previous life.Perhaps because of this, Mo Ran felt that it was not so difficult to guess what Xu Shuanglin was thinking and doing.

He seemed to see Xu Shuanglin pacing back and forth barefoot in his Sansheng Bieyuan. Xu Shuanglin was thinking, asking himself: he didn't have enough spiritual power to control groups of monk corpses, what should he do?

Then he came up with the idea—

The Concentric Formation used kills the same number of ordinary people, and one monk corresponds to an ordinary corpse, just like a puppet for him to drive.

Where is the safest place to do this?

Four evil mountains.

What should I do if I can't open the Phoenix Mountain Barrier?

With Song Qiutong's body.

A little bit of clues are quickly connected together, Mo Ran's eyes are dark, thinking about it.

Where did the corpses of the people come from?

——Linyi robbed the fire and burned it.

Although they are all speculations, each of them can be matched. The light in his eyes gathers and separates. He can even feel that he is Xu Shuanglin, and Xu Shuanglin is him. He stood, looking at the turbulent tide of corpses rolling down the mountain.

It became clearer and clearer, until suddenly, at a certain point.

If he was Xu Shuanglin, after doing all this, wouldn't it be time to build a "stage" and perform a puppet show that he arranged with painstaking efforts?

Where should I choose "in front of the stage"?

Where can I find the remains of powerful and considerable monks?

If you are not discovered, you can be sheltered...

The gradually prosperous sky suddenly darkened.

"Jiaoshan..." he murmured.

Jiang Xi looked at him sideways: "What?"

Mo Ran's face changed, he looked at the east, and he suddenly became a little angry: "Jiaoshan! Hero Tomb! - The stage he was looking for was in Jiaoshan Hero Tomb! Linyi was catastrophe, most of the victims were common people, Xu Shuanglin You can get so many corpses of ordinary people, but you can’t get the corpses of monks with stronger mana! —— Hero Tomb!”

Jiang Xi also came to his senses: "You mean, what Xu Shuanglin summoned was the bones buried in the Hero Tomb for hundreds of years by the Confucianism School?"

Mo Ran didn't bother to talk nonsense with him at all, and cursed secretly, he had already rushed out and rushed down the mountain.

Xu Shuanglin is really a lunatic!Generations of Confucianism sect leaders are buried in the Hero Tomb, even the first generation of sect leaders whose corpses were dissected into immortals. It’s okay to use the Concentric Formation to control ordinary monks, but to control these people?

Once Xu Shuanglin's magic power can't support it, these powerful bones will run away and break free. At that time, Xu Shuanglin will be backlashed and die suddenly, and the corpse group with the strongest combat power in the Confucianism School for hundreds of years will run away out of control.

That would be a catastrophe no less than that of Infernal Hell!

The author has something to say:

"Tearing the scene"

Xu Shuanglin: Why do you understand me so well?

Er Gouzi: Only hooligans can understand hooligans.

Xu Shuanglin: Why do you understand me so well?

Er Gouzi: Only perverts can understand perverts.

Xu Shuanglin: Why do you understand me so well?

Er Gouzi: Only Xueba can understand Xueba.

Xu Shuanglin:? ? ?Are you a top student?Are you shameless?

Er Gouzi: You copy my Concentric Formation!How dare you ask me if I want to be ashamed! ! !