"Gulu~~"
The short man's Adam's apple moved obviously.
I have been in this land of the dead for so many years, but every time night falls, my heart can't help but beat violently. Even if I'm not in the ancient capital and fly to other cities, the uneasiness and panic will still appear when night falls.
"Eat the gray garlic quickly!" the short man warned everyone.
The woman in black stockings and his two companions did not hesitate and ate the unpalatable gray garlic in one bite.
Liu Ru also ate one, but Mo Fan was still struggling.
"Uhhhh!! Uhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"
The sound of something dirty stuck in his throat suddenly came out from the soil. Mo Fan turned around and suddenly found a head full of maggots sticking out. His eyes were drooped, and his chin was drooped... …
As if it was stuck by something, only its head came out, and its body was still buried in the soil. When it saw Mo Fan, it was like a famine seeing a golden chicken leg, and it kept moving towards Mo Fan!
"Even you want to hurt your Grandpa Mo." Mo Fan was not polite and kicked the undead on the head.
The head was probably separated from the neck. The volley caused the head to draw an arc in mid-air and hit an exposed rock hard, causing slurry to smear everywhere.
"Uh-oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~Uh-oh~~~~~~~!!!"
Roaring sounds suddenly came and went, all around Mo.
Suddenly, a large piece of soil cracked open, revealing a huge tomb less than ten meters away from Mo Fan.
The tomb must have been there for some time, and the stone bricks were all rotten. There were more than twenty half-corpse and half-skeletons lying scattered inside. As if they heard the cry of the fallen head, they suddenly crawled out of the tomb with blood-red eyes! !
The bones of these skeletons were black, and they were probably collectively poisoned. Looking at the tools scattered around them, they were probably the burial companions of an ancient general. Mo Fan originally thought that a dozen or so would be a lot. Who knew that there was another tomb hole under that tomb, and skeletons were emerging from the tomb in a steady stream, all stained with blood and extremely hideous!
Mo Fan brushed his fist into the air. Suddenly there were flames rolling...
Since the skeletons are all coming out of the tomb, then blast the tomb with one punch!
"Mo Fan, look around you." Liu Ru reminded him hurriedly.
Mo Fan turned his head and was surprised to find that there were seven or eight such stone tombs, scattered on the small dirt land with a radius of less than a few hundred kilometers...
Groups of skeletons gathered like soldiers. Their eyes were like stars locked on the only gasping Mo Fan here, and the spectacular terror made Mo Fan freeze up.
"Actually, this stuff is pretty good if you chew it carefully." Mo Fan picked up the gray garlic and chewed it fiercely, with an ugly expression on his face.
The short man smiled disdainfully, glanced at the groups of skeletons around him, and said, "Let's get out of here quickly. This should be the tomb of a Qing Dynasty minister, with so many burials and craftsmen. , comparable to the burial ceremony of a king... These skeletons are not bad, we can handle it if we really want to fight, but I am afraid that there are old ministers in the tomb who were extremely powerful mages when they were alive, and turned into undead generals after death. That would be fatal. .”
"Stay away from me when you talk." Mo Fan added.
The effect of gray garlic is immediate. Even the undead will sometimes think that you haven't rinsed your mouth, and even those who are mysophobic will step out of the way for you.
Walking through the crowds of undead, the woman in black stockings rarely spoke. Her voice was as beautiful as a clear song melody floating down from the air. It would be great if there was a little more emotion in the words, but Or maybe it's this unworldly fireworks that tickles people's minds.
"Is it always like this here?" the woman in black stockings asked.
The short man was so flattered by being asked this question that he hurriedly replied: "It wasn't the case before, since the riots in Shawang River. There is also a strong atmosphere of death here, and people in the industry say that a new era of the undead is coming. Maybe, in this country of the undead, This may happen if the supreme ruler changes hands."
"Supreme ruler?" The woman in black stockings immediately asked again.
"No one has seen it. But everyone knows that it exists... Everyone calls it the dead emperor. It is said to be the transformation of the monarch of the Tang Dynasty after his death." The short man immediately began to show off his culture.
"How old is your Tang Dynasty?" the woman in black stockings continued to ask.
"Us?" The short man was stunned for a moment.
Mo Fan also flashed his eyes and caught a message from the woman's words, that is, this woman is not a foreigner. No wonder the Chinese language feels flat and disharmonious!
"More than a thousand years ago." The short man couldn't tell the specific year.
"The King of Thousand Years..." The woman in black stockings murmured to herself, but did not ask any more questions.
The woman didn't ask. The short man looked like he was showing off his talent, and continued: "Isn't that right? The undead are related to the year. The older the year, the more terrifying the strength. God knows what shocking monsters will be born from the nourishment of thousands of years of death."
The history of this world is consistent. Mo Fan, who is well-read in poetry and books, quickly recalled that the capital of the Tang Dynasty was in Xi'an. If undead creatures were nourished here, it would indeed be possible for the ancient kings to turn into undead after their death... …
"It's true that these ancient kings have been dead for so many years, and they still rule the underground world and the night world!" Mo Fan cursed.
"Most of the king's tombs are geomantic treasures. It is normal to absorb the energy of heaven and earth and eventually turn into monsters and monsters. Everyone said that the ruler of the Kingdom of the Undead has changed hands. This is also funny. They say it as if they know the previous ruler of the Kingdom of the Undead. , the undead people don’t know if it has changed hands, but we living people know it.” The short man said.
"Is it true that no one has seen the undead ruler?" Liu Ru asked weakly.
The short man shook his head and said without lying: "I have never seen the strongest mage. In the past, some foreigners who claimed to be the Holy Inquisition came to seek answers. They were all top mage masters. In the end, none of them were alive. Come back. I heard that they turned into undead in the end... These foreigners are causing us trouble!"
After the short man said these words, he suddenly realized that the woman in black stockings was not a native of the country, and said with a smile: "I'm not talking about you."
"It doesn't matter, I'm happy to hear people from the Holy Inquisition do stupid things." A smile flashed in the bright eyes of the woman with black stockings.
Holy Inquisition?
Mo Fan seems to have heard a thing or two about the magic organization in Europe, which seems to be an arbitration institution similar to the Chinese Tribunal.
The Tribunal will execute, arrest, and execute those evil mages with stains. It is said that their purpose seems to be the same as Ultraman's - to maintain peace on earth.
"If you participate in the World University Competition, you will probably deal with these foreign magic organizations." Mo Fan said to himself. (To be continued.)
