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Something strange is going on.

This dice has been very quiet since it came to Wei Xun, and Wei Xun did not sense any special breath or pollution from it. It suddenly trembled now. Could it be that there is something related to the dealer in this cemetery?

He and the devil merchant looked at each other, and they both stopped at the same time.

The devil merchant thought that there were too many problems in this cemetery. How could a good person buried here have his soul broken like this? It is not clear whether the undead bunker secretly took action or people who died on the battlefield would have such strange changes. If it is the former, the entire undead bunker may have bad intentions towards them. If it is the latter, if they ask this question, it may arouse the suspicion of the sheepdog and it is not good to act rashly.

First get the sharp stake in hand and remove the pollution on it.

Wei Xun did not rashly enter the cemetery. He could not control the dealer's dice. It was still outside and it trembled slightly, pushing in one direction in his hand, as if it was going to rush out. What if it really flew out suddenly when it got closer?

"Why, don't you want to go in and take a look?" Seeing the two of them stop outside the cemetery, the shepherd dog asked casually. "Let's see later." Wei Xun pretended to cough twice, coughing up some red and blue blood, and his face was a little gloomy. He turned his head away as if he didn't want to see the desolate and desolate appearance of the cemetery. "Let's deal with the pollution first." Wei Xun finally looked at the deep part of the cemetery, the direction where the dealer's dice wanted to rush, and there were six or seven white flowers on that line. Although he didn't know which one had an impact on the dealer's dice, he just wanted to take them all. Wei Xun secretly instructed the corn shoots that had been following him underground to sneak into the cemetery and stretch them into a line. There was a group of its tentacles underground corresponding to each flower. As long as he let the corn shoots grab all the flowers and soil before leaving... No, it would be too conspicuous to just grab this line. Wei Xun went all out and twisted the corn shoots into a maze underground. Almost all the flowers in the cemetery were matched. Only then did he feel at ease to leave with the devil merchant.

Sure enough, after walking away, the dealer's dice stopped being restless.

Seeing that they were really going to leave, the shepherd dog curled his ears.

They said they would take a look at the cemetery, but when they got there, they didn't look at it. Humans have really fickle personalities.

The shepherd dog thought with disdain, but said yes. This demon looked sick and dying. If he didn't let him clean up the pollution quickly, who knew when he would die suddenly. To be honest, the shepherd dog felt that it was probably impossible for the two of them to leave the undead bunker and they had to be buried here, but seeing that they seemed to still want to survive tenaciously, the shepherd dog was happy to watch the joke.

The expression of despair when the last glimmer of hope was crushed must be very beautiful.

"This is the inner circle of the ranch. Don't touch the sheep with your dirty hands."

Thinking maliciously in his heart, the sheepdog took the two people to their destination diligently.

"You must at least remove the pollution on the two sharp stakes. Of course, if you can remove more pollution, the castle will give you a satisfactory reward."

After the sheepdog really led them into the inner circle, Wei Xun and the devil merchant realized that the sharp stakes and sheep they had seen from afar were all illusions. To really enter the inner circle of the ranch, they had to pass through a thick layer of gray ghost fog. It was impossible to see the sharp stakes and sheep from such a distance. This ghost fog even affected the underground at the same time. The sheep and dogs observed by Corn Sprout were also part of the illusion.

The ranch was more dangerous than they expected. There were large groups of vulture ghosts in the ghost fog. Compared with the crow ghosts, they were larger, more dangerous and terrifying. They even dared to fly low and try to grab the faces of Wei Xun and the devil merchant, and dared to shout at the sheepdog.

However, the courageous vulture ghost was severely punished by the sheepdog. After dropping a few feathers, it flew away with a hoarse cry.

"Take the feather."

At the reminder of the sheepdog, Wei Xun and the devil merchant each picked up a translucent feather of the vulture ghost, and then they found that the ghost fog would no longer block their vision.

"Cool."

Seeing the scene in front of him, the devil merchant couldn't help but sigh. In front of them was an endless stream of spiked wooden stakes, which were winding one after another to the end of the field of vision. There were countless numbers of them, and they were of different heights. The nearest stake to them was one person tall, as thick as an adult man's wrist, very primitive and rough, and covered with unpolished wooden thorns.

The top of the stake was extremely sharp, and it was black and red soaked in dirty blood. In addition to the coagulated blood, there were some suspected internal organs, rotten meat, and some filthy lumps, emitting bursts of stench. When approaching the sharp stakes, it seemed that one could hear the shrill roar of the resentful soul.

But what was more terrifying than the spiked stakes was the sheep wandering under the stakes. Unlike the illusion shown by the ghost fog outside, the sheep under the sharp stakes were not pure white, like a group of snow-white clouds, but their wool was full of pits, as if they had been gnawed by a dog, without a single white hair, and the exposed skin was like soaked in black oil mud, with clusters of dirty pollution piled up on the sheep, making them dirty gray-black.

"If you can wash sheep, two people only need to wash one sheep."

Found that the two people's eyes fell on the sheep, the sheepdog made a friendly suggestion, and its words made the devil businessman's eyes twitch.

'This shit dog wants us to die'

He rarely cursed in front of Xiao Cui: 'These sheep are all polluted by the battlefield, damn it, they are not pure and beautiful souls at all'

The devil merchant had previously observed the sheep outside and believed that they were beautiful souls without any flaws. The undead monarch also said that these sheep were the beautiful characters they had abandoned. But now that he saw the real sheep he felt cheated.

But someone had a greater reaction than him.

'How can it be? ! Why did all the soul fragments become like this? ! ’

The undead monarch couldn't believe it, and the big demon also took a breath of air and said solemnly: "It turns out that what we saw was all an illusion, and the problem is actually so serious."

Neither demons nor undead can enter the ranch. At most, they can only peek at the ranch from a distance. But the white sheep they saw were also just illusions of the ghost fog surrounding the pasture. No one actually knew the reality inside the pasture!

Indeed, the ranch is on the edge of the Undead Bunker, closest to pollution from the outside battlefield, and most vulnerable to pollution. The reason why the undead abandon their beautiful characters is because these beautiful and clean soul fragments can naturally absorb the invading pollution and prevent the pollution from intruding into the undead bunker.

They had also thought that the soul fragments would be eroded by pollution, but with the sheepdog, the situation would not be too bad... But now, the situation has become extremely bad! The most important thing is, who set up the inner circle of ghost fog to mislead the undead and demons?

The Devil Merchant felt a chill in his heart, feeling that he had touched a higher level conspiracy. He secretly told Xiaocui the news revealed by the Undead Monarch and the Great Demon.

Someone deliberately concealed the true situation in the ranch?

Wei Xun frowned slightly. He was multitasking. First, he refused the shepherd dog's proposal without saying anything. He said that he would give it a try if he encountered a sheep that pleased his eyes. Then he and the devil merchant walked along the spiked wooden stakes, as if they were on the verge of death. Looking closely at the wooden piles selected for removal of contamination, one actually becomes lost in thought.

Who, where, when, what was done, and why.

The ranch can be arranged like this without the knowledge of many undead and demons in the undead bunker. The biggest suspects in Wei Xun's eyes are the Shepherd and the Parliament.

This is illustrated by the fact that the sheepdogs will bring them into the pasture without any reservations.

Either the people who enter here before the opening time of the battlefield will only be people from the parliament, or the Shepherd has no intention of letting them leave here at all.

Or two possibilities are true at the same time - outside the opening time of the battlefield, the people who enter here are all the members of the parliament who are full of pollution and are about to collapse and die. They were abandoned here, and experienced something terrible. Their souls were torn into pieces, and the part full of emotions and evil thoughts was taken away. The remaining pure part was buried in the cemetery and became a new one that absorbed and purified pollution. line of defense.

So when did this all start?

The Bunker of the Undead may not have become what it was ten years ago. Because half-life entered here at that time, he chose a lucky undead master to merge into the magic mirror, and also helped him find Aries. In other words, during the Ten Years' Battlefield, the Undead Bunker was probably still normal.

Perhaps Taoist Half Life split the undead bunker apart with the sword that caused a sensation, leaving most of it destroyed and no longer intact. That’s why more battlefield pollution invaded, causing the shepherd dogs guarding the undead to swallow too much pollution, making it difficult for them to survive. Comprehensively protect the undead and protect the undead bunker from being contaminated, so they began to cooperate with humans.

So what are the benefits of secretly allowing these undead fragments to be seriously contaminated?

The biggest advantage is probably that once the severely contaminated undead fragments are released, they will spontaneously return to their original souls. By then, all the undead monarchs and undead masters in the entire undead bunker will probably be seriously contaminated.

But if you want to contaminate them, just destroy the entire undead bunker directly, so why take such a roundabout way?

While thinking, they walked forward. They walked very fast, and the pickets next to them gradually changed. Compared with the sharp piles they passed before, the sharp piles they encountered now were taller, scarier, and more terrifying. The people above had made many barbs, just like an upside-down mace. Once a person is penetrated, he can only fall down. If he wants to pierce himself, the barb will be severely hooked into the flesh and blood of the internal organs.

It also had a lot of filth on it, but it was slightly better than the picket in front of it. The sheep wandering under the sharp stakes is not covered in pollution. It has a tuft of white hair on its forehead.

The undead corresponding to these sharp stakes have reached the category of undead monarchs. The devil merchant glanced at Xiaocui twice and hesitated to speak. What he wanted to choose was this kind of picket that still had some leftover. The pickets in front were all full of pollution, so there was no room left to absorb the pollution from them.

However, Xiao Cui did not stop, and the Devil Merchant continued walking. The shepherd dog following them gave a few reminders. In its opinion, the two people could absorb only so much pollution. Going any further would be overestimating their capabilities. Didn't they realize that they were almost unable to hold on?

But Xiaocui didn't say anything, and the devil merchant just said a few perfunctory words, secretly calculating the time.

From the time they fell into the Undead Bunker to now... it had probably been forty or fifty minutes, and they only had a little more than an hour left.

There's still an hour left.

When passing by a sharp stake, Wei Xun finally stopped. This sharp stake is extremely special. It has been cut in the middle. The cross section is covered with cold white frost, as if it is covered with frost and snow. The remaining part is very clean, without any trace of blood. The most special thing is that the bottom of this sharp stake is There are no wandering sheep.

Buzz——

The peach wood sword hidden in Wei Xun's sleeve was buzzing and hot, and the devil merchant also clenched his fingers.

Found it, this is the wooden stake that was cut off by Hanshan Taoist with his sword/the wooden stake corresponding to the undead monarch!

The former undead monarch's strength reached the level of undead master, but he was sealed in the magic mirror for so many years before he fell down. This sharp stake is the dividing line between the undead monarch and the undead master!

Under the cover of the deputy speaker's robe, Wei Xun held a mahogany sword in one hand and a vampire knife fused with fragments of an ancient oasis butterfly in his other hand. He sensed carefully in secret and finally realized that the broken wooden stake seemed normal, with only a little bit of frost remaining, but it

"This sharp stake is broken, why isn't it still broken?"

When Wei Xun was thinking about it, the devil merchant asked. He was in a very bad situation just now. The undead monarch and the big devil were arguing in his soul. The undead monarch believed that there was a conspiracy of the devil. As long as all the undead in the bunker were destroyed, the originally weak people would The demon side can completely occupy the bunker.

The big demon directly and vulgarly scolded him for farting. Demons and undead also need the protection of the bunker. If all the undead in the bunker are contaminated, then the undead bunker will simply become a den of battlefield pollution. What is the use of fighting for such a shabby place? The devil will have nowhere to go.

It was only when he reached the sharp stake that the Undead Monarch suddenly stopped and stopped making any sound. The Devil Merchant breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that if he could bring the sharp stake back to the hotel, he might be able to deter the demon inside him. The undead monarch.

"□□? As long as the Undead Bunker is not completely destroyed, it cannot be destroyed."

The Shepherd sneered: "Of course, if the Undead Bunker is destroyed, it will cease to exist."

Understand, the picket is already part of the Undead Bunker and cannot be hacked.

The devil merchant nodded outwardly, but he didn't agree inwardly. Even if it can't be completely cut off, it can still be cut off and taken away. But he alone can't cut it... The devil merchant looked at Xiao Cui and saw that Xiao Cui was still deep in thought.

Wei Xun was wondering what the thing hidden under the sharp stake was. It was extremely hidden. If it weren't for the peach wood sword and the ancient oasis butterfly fragments in his hands, he wouldn't be able to feel its breath. Maybe this is what half of his life has been for so many years. The reason why the thing left behind by the Taoist can still be hidden here.

There is not much time left, and it will not be easy to take it away by force, but as long as you park next to it, the chance of contacting Team Lao Chen and the others with the more active Taomu Sword and Vampire Knife Wei Xun will be higher!

"You don't want to choose this picket."

They had been parked here for too long, and the sheepdog reminded him impatiently: "It is just a simple picket now, without any pollution on it. You can't choose it."

"We weren't planning on picking it either."

Wei Xun did not go any further, but chose the sharp stake next to the sharp stake corresponding to the undead monarch. The devil businessman chose the one next to him in style.

Standing in front of the wooden piles, they began to sharpen their craftsmanship - of course, they still pretended to be presentable. Wei Xun took out pieces of paper figures and stuck them on the wooden piles to absorb the pollution. The Devil Merchant was not so particular. He directly grabbed the wooden stake with his hands and secretly attached the cuffs stained with blue pollution to it.

Observing that the pollution on the wooden pile was being swallowed up by blue pollution, the devil merchant understood. Sure enough, the degree of pollution sputtered deep in the parliament was far greater than the battlefield pollution on the wooden piles.

In this case, it would take some time to transfer all the blue pollution on the body to the wooden pile. Fortunately, both the Undead Lord and the Archdemon were worried about the current situation of the Undead Bunker. In order to have the opportunity to explore the truth in the future, they rarely cooperated actively. As long as the devil businessman orders them, they will help transfer all the pollution to the wooden piles and help the devil businessman return to the hotel alive.

We have the right time and the right place, but the only difference is the dog.

The devil merchant looked like he was struggling to absorb the pollution and glanced at the sheepdog from the corner of his eye. This dog was guarding behind them, and it would definitely not work to pour pollution directly in front of it.

How to lure this dog away?

‘Say, who would raise a flock of sheep like this? ’

Wei Xun said to himself. He had already thought about how to lure away the sheepdog, and then he started thinking about the sheep again. His words reached the ears of the devil merchant through a string of threads, making him feel certain.

Xiaocui must have a way to lure away the sheepdog.

The devil businessman thought that he had been acting a bit unremarkable along the way. What was the difference between this thigh holding Xiao Cui? He also began to think seriously and wanted to give Xiaocui some help. In thinking, the devil merchant brought the perspective of the owner. If it was him, why would he raise this flock of sheep?

Sell ​​for money? trade? Are they valuable to some buyers? Or are they delicious to their owners?

The devil businessman thinks the latter is the least likely, but the lower the possibility, the closer to the correct answer sometimes is.

‘Oh, maybe the owner of this flock of sheep is an owner with unique tastes’

The devil businessman said it in a joking tone. His words made Wei Xun's eyes light up and he got inspiration!

The Devil Merchant was right. Putting aside all other factors, regardless of the dirty appearance of these sheep, if the ‘sheep’ were only regarded as food, the battlefield pollution on them would actually be quite pure. The pollution on the sheep in the Undead Monarch area is purer than that of the previous sheep.

However, all these contaminations were sealed within their bodies and not a single bit was leaked out. Even the butterfly fragments weren't interested. The butterfly fragments didn't want to be eaten, so Wei Xun didn't think about food for a while.

His eyes fell from the picket to the sheep. The longer he stayed here, the more things Wei Xun wanted to pack back to the hotel. It’s almost time now and the information is almost collected.

"Hey, don't be lazy, keep working."

At this time, the sheepdog that had been staring at their supervisor seemed to be very annoying.

‘Prosperous wealth, overwhelming fortunes’

Wei Xun secretly ordered Wangcai, who was sleeping comfortably in the shepherd dog's belly, to spit out a large amount of high-concentration pollution. After a while, the shepherd dog's face turned green, and it spun around twice as if it had a stomachache. Finally, it couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that these two people were obediently cleaning up the pollution, it couldn't help it anymore after being intimidated, and hurriedly ran to the edge of the Undead Bunker to solve the problem.

The shepherd dog is gone, and Xiaocui really has a plan! The devil businessman's eyes lit up and he immediately wanted to pour pollution into the wooden pile. But the shepherd dog would definitely know about this pollution. After thinking about it, the devil merchant glanced at Xiao Cui first, waiting for Xiao Cui's plan.

Then the devil merchant happened to see Xiaocui take out a poster of An Xuefeng, smiled and blew him a kiss, and then stuck the poster on the wooden stake.