The bright moon sits on the ground

The night sky was as black as ink, and the bright moon was covered by black clouds.

Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng left from the Bu family's mansion, went down the turbulent river, went through several twists and turns, and finally arrived at the bottom of the waterfall. The sound of water exploded in my ears like rushing thunder.

Nie Qiu tried his best to avoid the water vapor, and covered the warm candle in his hand with his sleeve.

This candle lamp was a gift from Bu Chenrong when they were leaving, saying that Lu Yuan was dark, and having light would always make people feel more at ease.

On the way, he told Fang Qisheng what he saw in the Bu family's mansion. After Fang Qisheng combined the incident at the bottom of the river, he quickly understood that Nie Qiu's talent in this area was different. There are not many people who are good at this way in the world, but there are also many, so Fang Qisheng didn't show any surprise.

Nie Qiu took advantage of the opportunity and asked him something he was curious about before, "Why does the sound of the copper bell not have much effect on you?"

Amidst the fog and mist, Fang Qisheng's eyes concealed complicated emotions.

"I learned a little bit of this technique under the guidance of my master when I was young." He was silent for a moment and said, "If there are always people around you who want to harm you in various ways, you will have to learn all kinds of secret techniques of."

Nie Qiu instantly understood that he was talking about the Devil's Cult.

He was about to change the subject, but Fang Qisheng suddenly asked, "What do you think of the Devil's Cult?"

Nie Qiu was taken aback, Fang Qisheng said again: "What do you think of Shendingmen?"

"The Shendingmen killed innocent people indiscriminately and refined their corpses with sorcery. Naturally, it is against common sense, and there is no moral at all." Nie Qiu couldn't see the expression on Fang Qisheng's face, but continued, "And The Devil's Cult is nothing more than contrary to the concept held by the Righteous Dao, and has a different standpoint."

He had thought through it in his last life.

Whether it is the righteous way or the devil's religion, the road is full of bones.

During the time when Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng were on the same road, it can be seen that members of the Demon Cult like Fang Qisheng are not very interested in killing people at all. Killing people is a tiring task, so how could they do it for no reason? to kill?At least the villagers around the main helm of the Demon Cult basically live under the protection of the Demon Cult. They provide the Demon Cult with food, weapons and other things, but because of the Demon Cult's protection, they do not have to pay taxes to the court Food and food are actually richer than most county villages.However, if there is a conflict of interest, the Devil's Cult does not hide it, and does not shy away from killing people at all, which is completely different from the Righteous Way.

If it weren't for the acquiescence of the imperial court, Zhengdao and the Demon Sect made a promise of "not killing each other's sect master or the head of the sect". No matter how you look at it, the sect masters and elders made the promises in secret to protect the Demon Sect.If it weren't for this, how could the Devil's Cult remain stable to this day.

Since ancient times, emperors have understood the truth that "the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman benefits".

Whether it is the Devil's Cult or the famous and decent sect, they are just two types of pawns in the eyes of the court.

"You think so?" At this time, the mist in front of them had gradually dissipated, and Nie Qiu could see Fang Qisheng's thoughtful expression, "I originally thought that with your good intentions, you would I disdain the Demon Cult."

No, it doesn't make much difference to him whether it's the Devil's Cult or the Righteous Way.

Nie Qiu lowered his raised arm and said, "You must be teasing me."

The next moment, Nie Qiu's expression changed, and he quickly extinguished the candle flame with his hand.

In this way, the things in front of them suddenly became blurred, but in the dark, it was difficult for the enemy to see them clearly.

By the last candlelight, he looked down and saw clearly what he had just kicked - a broken arm.

Fang Qisheng obviously sensed something on the ground, and exchanged glances with Nie Qiu.

Along the way down that river, there was indeed something.

The water vapor splashed by the cascading waterfall covered up the strong aura, and now that the mist gradually faded, the smell became more intense with the appearance of the severed arm.

The smell was indescribable, like the stench of corpses, mixed with a strong oily smell.

They continued to walk forward, and after the water mist completely dissipated, the strange smell became much weaker.

Presumably, the source of the smell should be near the waterfall.

That person probably wanted to cover up, so he chose the location under the waterfall. However, running water can always erase everything in the past, but it still left a little trace for the people who came after.

Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng took a detour when they came down from the mountain, but after thinking about it now, they went straight to the waterfall. The splash of water got wet.

After groping around for a while, Nie Qiu was sure that the smell was coming from behind the waterfall.

So they waded through the water, and from a place in the middle where the current was less, they bent down and plunged into the waterfall.

There is indeed a cave in the waterfall.

As soon as Nie Qiu came in, his long hair was still dripping and sticking to the side of his face. He didn't have time to care about the water still dripping down from his body. When he raised his head, he saw something densely crawling on the stone wall, and it seemed to be there when he looked on the ground. Like countless scorpions or long worms, overlapping together, wriggling and staring at the two outsiders.

But the trance was only momentary.

Torches were placed on both sides of the cave at a distance. The flames were small and dim, but they allowed Nie Qiu to see things clearly.

Those dense spots on the wall are full of blood marks.

As if he was a dying person, he stumbled and groped in this cave, trying to escape, his fingers kept scratching on the stone wall almost to the point of collapse, the skin was scratched, the flesh was rotten, and the blood that flowed out rubbed against the stone wall. On the wall, it landed on the ground, twisting and twisting like wriggling bugs, and like the most vicious curse in the world.

Both sides of the cave are full of bones, and there are many broken limbs outside, emitting a pungent smell.

There were indeed flies and unknown insects in those corpses, happily eating those residues, and I don't know if there are other roads in this cave, which gave them a chance to sneak in.

There was no sound at all, and it seemed that there was not even a living person in the cave.

The Gu worm that Fang Qisheng collected originally was sleeping peacefully, but now his face was radiant, and he struggled desperately, and almost slipped out by it inadvertently. Fortunately, Fang Qisheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pinched it. He took out a few strings from the pocket at his waist, and sealed the small bag containing the Gu worms tightly.

It reacted so violently, probably because it felt something.

Nie Qiu slowed down his breathing, resisting the growing stench of corpses, and walked in with Fang Qisheng.

The cave didn't look that big at first, but it got wider as they walked in. After the two of them walked a few steps in, they saw two forked roads in front of them.

Although with their strength, no matter what they encounter, they can basically solve it, but Nie Qiu has suffered a lot from the sound of the copper bell in the past two days, so he dare not rashly propose to part ways with Fang Qisheng-besides, the cave I don't know how many living dead people are hiding inside, and I don't know where the disciple of the Shending Sect is. Be careful and you can always avoid many mistakes.

So Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng didn't hesitate too much, chose the leftmost path and went in.

As soon as they walked to the entrance of the cave, they could smell a thick and greasy smell. The smell became stronger as they walked in, and it was [-] times more uncomfortable than the previous smell of corpses. The nose can continue to go in.

After walking to the end, a tripod that could accommodate two or three people appeared in front of the two of them.

This is probably the most notorious corpse refining cauldron in the Divine Cauldron Sect.

Looking at the huge cauldron from a distance, there is nothing special about it except that it looks big. The outer layer of the cauldron doesn't even have many extra patterns, it is very simple.

There was plenty of firewood under the cauldron, and the flames were burning vigorously. A wooden ladder was set up beside it. Nie Qiu climbed up and watched from a relatively safe distance. There was an oily smell coming out of the things, but he didn't dare to take a closer look, and he didn't dare to touch those things lightly. After taking a few glances, he got down from the ladder.

The two sides of this small cave are the same as the outside, with many corpses piled up.

When Nie Qiu walked over, he saw Fang Qisheng carefully observing a bulging rag.

Fang Qisheng opened the layer of cloth with his sword, and the white bones covered under the cloth were much more complete than the other skeletons, only one arm and two legs were missing, at least things like the skull and sternum were still there, perhaps because It was a few years old and had a thick layer of dust on it, but it still looked like the skeleton of a young male of about 24 to [-] years old.

They saw that there was nothing special inside, so they followed the passage they came from and returned to the side road.

After coming out of the first road, Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng entered the road on the right.I don't know whether they were lucky or unlucky, but after walking to the end, they saw the group of "people" standing by the stream last night, wearing black robes and hats to cover their faces.

Nie Fang and Nie Fang didn't go there at first, and after watching quietly for a while, they found that there was no disciple of the Shending Sect, and these "people" were as lifeless as last night, without even a sound, they just stood there stiffly. There, it seems like nothing else is felt.

Nie Qiu knew that they were also the living dead, but he always felt that they were not quite the same as the ones he met today.

Fang Qisheng cautiously threw a stone in the past, and the small stone fell to the ground, and the sound was not obvious, but Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng could hear it clearly.

The undead in black robes didn't even move, not even turning their heads to look at them.

Nie Qiu walked past them carefully, and didn't get too close to them, but just reached out and lifted the hood of the nearest one.

With a rare daze, he let go of the black hat with his fingers, and took two steps back in surprise.

Fang Qisheng asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Nie Qiu's fingertips seemed to still have the texture of the black robe fabric. He took a light breath before turning his head to look at Fang Qisheng.

"This is...Bu Lingqing."

It's Bu Chenyuan, the gentle and gentle Senior Sister Qing whom Bu Chenrong said can drive "birth" ghosts.

These undead are different from ordinary ones. The facial features of ordinary undead are very indistinct, almost like white paper, but their appearance still stays in the appearance of the dead, which makes Nie Qiu think that They are still alive.

After a while, he walked forward without saying a word, and lifted those hoods one by one.

Senior Brother Lian, Senior Sister Chi, Junior Brother Xiaohe, Junior Brother Lie...

Faces were exposed under the dim light of the fire, but they were all faces that Nie Qiu had seen before.

He lifted the hoods, and put them back on, one by one.

Nie Qiu thought that those jars were related to the Bu family, and the disciples of the Shendingmen and the living dead might also be related to them, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

The Bu family is one of the few, nearly twenty collateral bloodlines, all of which are here.

Suddenly there was a soft rustling sound outside, as if someone was coming, Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng quickly hid in the innermost place, the light in the cave was already dim, blocked by the living dead in black robes, It's hard to spot the two of them.

They looked through the gap, and after a while, the disciple of the Divine Cauldron Sect who was also dressed in black appeared in sight.

She stood in front of Bu Lingqing for a while, but didn't go any further, just watched quietly.

Nie Qiu almost thought that when the disciple of the Divine Cauldron Sect discovered something was wrong, there was another sound of rubbing clothes. It turned out that she raised her hand, revealing scars on her arms that looked like sharp claws. Blackened fingers pinched the edge of the hood, as if trying to lift it off.

The brass bell hanging on her wrist swayed slightly with the movement of her raising her hand, but this time the brass bell sounded different from the previous ones, with less sharp malice and more gentleness and restraint. Echoing leisurely in the cave, it reminds people of the reverent bells ringing by the monks in the temple.

Nie Qiu's pupils shrank slightly.

The face hidden under the hood finally appeared in the dim firelight.

Her complexion is not good, showing a paleness that has not recovered from a long illness, and you can faintly see the blue blood vessels under the skin. There is a small, not very obvious tear mole under the left eye, and the right eye socket is hollow. Nothing.

——It was Bu Chen Yuan.