The chisel-toothed people who had tasted Ma Ning'er's poisonous blood seemed to have begun the process of feather transformation. The withered and wrinkled skin was suddenly stretched out by the sharp thorns, and something unusual seemed to be pregnant in the silicified bones, shaking in place and exposed. The evil appearance is like a ghost about to tear the painting's skin.
What's even more frightening is that the Chiseltooth people in this state are even more ferocious and cruel. Their dark eyes have long been withered, but they are constantly searching for the scent of living creatures to satisfy their insatiable thirst for flesh and blood.
"Kill me...kill me..."
Ma Ning'er's mind has gone insane. The demonic words lingering in his ears cannot be heard by others, but they are stimulating despair in his heart and eating away at his sanity.
In his one eye, the chisel-toothed people slowly transformed into the fearful evil Buddhas of the gods in the flesh and blood mandala. With the sound of rotting bones and heart-corroding poison soaked in poison, they bit off the flesh and blood from his body one by one, crazy. It breeds deformed and rotten bodies.
Seeing Feng Daode's tangled expression and unwillingness to take action, Officer Hong Xi took off his coat, exposing his naked body like fine steel, and swung his clothes to stop the poisonous blood from splashing.
He took advantage of the situation and stepped up quickly, kicking away the Chisel-toothed people. The deadly choke gun in his hand came out like a star, and pierced two more Chisel-toothed people.
Ma Ning'er's wails were endless, and the tip of Hong Xiguan's spear was grazing his vitals. It was already easy to kill him. However, the handle of the gun turned, and the silver spear suddenly grew two inches longer, and only penetrated his ankle!
"rise!"
The gun barrel bent to the limit and suddenly shook the ground, killing Ma Ning'er who was about to die in the mouth of the people who were chiseling their teeth. He was picked out from the group of monsters and thrown in front of Chen Jinnan and Tiandihui.
The skin of Ma Ning'er, who was rescued by chance, was completely mutilated. The blue-black muscles and connective tissue were clearly visible, and her internal organs were only wrapped in membranes. She was lying on the ground unconscious and squirming.
The people who chiseled their teeth would not give up the delicious food in their mouths, and immediately abandoned Hong Xiguan and rushed towards him. Chen Jinnan knew that Ma Ning'er was extremely important to the demon monk, so he swung the giant sword first, shrouding him in the sword light around him, and blocking the chisel-toothed people with his airtight sword style.
The iron-blooded youth group behind them took the opportunity to advance with great force, and the strong shields repeatedly attacked, knocking away the chisel-toothed people blocking the road and joining the chief helmsman.
"Go south, the two water gates there are not surrounded yet!"
Chen Jinnan issued an order that he had thought about for a long time.
The Minyue Royal City is long and narrow from north to south, and is distributed from east to west. To the north is the once majestic palace complex, but now only ruins are left everywhere. Several land gates are also in ruins. Only the wide moat flowing around it in the south remains. exhausted.
The water gate on the river, which was once used for boats to enter and exit, is still visible amid the lush grass. It is so shallow that one can enter and exit by wading. As a low-lying place far away from the valley, the chisel teeth emerge from the hanging coffin in the cliff cave. The people are naturally the least.
After arranging backup, Chen Jinnan opened the way with his sword and came to rescue Hong Xiguan and Feng Daode.
"Master Feng, the situation is critical now, can you tell me the truth?"
The chisel-toothed people with long fangs were extremely dangerous. Feng Daode was the leader of Wudang and Shaolin families, but he was still overwhelmed by attacks from both sides. Fortunately, his whisking skills were like the breeze and the bright moon, and he managed to protect his body.
"Chief rudder, it's not convenient for Pindao to disclose the reason for coming here."
Feng Daode was not a city wall face either. When he saw Chen Jinnan deliberately coming to support him, he still revealed some information.
"But your plan for this trip has already been written down and submitted to the Qing court. This monster monk is good at deceiving people and threatens to create thousands of immortal poisonous people like Ma Ning'er. Emperor Shunzhi therefore strongly supports it."
Chen Jinnan was shocked. This Wuyishan surprise attack was planned by him personally, and the only people who knew the core of the headquarters were a few members of Zheng Chenggong's staff. As part of the Northern Expedition plan, the internal confidentiality level was extremely high, and it was only disclosed to the outside world at most to Zhang Huangyan of Zhejiang and Emperor Yongli of Yunnan.
No wonder this trip was hampered by calculations at every turn. If what Feng Daode said is true, then the status of the traitor this time must be extraordinary...
The three of them joined forces, supporting each other with strength and strength, fighting each other with fists and guns. After a back-to-back battle, they finally broke out of the siege of the Chiseled People and moved with difficulty in the bleak mountain fog.
The knee-deep team at the water gate in the south was walking slowly. The demonic monk came with a sinister smile and chanted sutras, and the earth slowly began to shake...
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When the earthquake started again, Jiang Wen jumped into the open space well prepared and stared at the traces of falling rocks and trees at the foot of the mountain, fearing that he would be buried alive by the mudslide.
But the long-haired weirdo walked calmly and strangely: "Young man, don't make such a fuss."
Jiang Wen looked at the more and more cracks on the ground and wished he could fly away from this ghost place. Only after he saw the ground at the foot of the mountain collapse and a deep pit collapsed, did he take a look inside.
The cave is deep and winding, but there are rusty armor bones buried in the soil, and the threads connecting the rhinoceros leather armor have all rotted away. These corpses have not yet shed all their bodies. They are maintained by moist soil, and their dark brown skin is still somewhat elastic.
As the cracks slowly widened, the pits where hundreds of people were buried were slowly revealed. Armored warriors of unknown dynasties, equipped with bronze daggers, were quietly buried on top of each other, but they all stood close together, densely packed.
"Master, come and take a look at this - are you sure you don't need to be nervous? There are enough people here to die!"
The weirdo jumped over in a funny way. He only took one look and said in a calm tone: "It's just ordinary. Have you never seen a dead person buried in your life?"
"I've never seen it before! I've never seen someone who could die so richly!"
Jiang Wen replied categorically, "And no one buries the dead standing up!"
The weirdo lifted up the smelly hair and glanced at him.
"These are the original warriors of the Minyue Kingdom. I don't know why they are buried here. You are so rare and strange. The scriptures say that if our ancestors were buried vertically, their descendants must be great."
Jiang Wen knew that first of all, these words were definitely not said by Guo Pu, otherwise Guo Pu would not be a Feng Shui expert, but a funny performance artist.
Secondly, he said that these people were warriors of the Fujian and Yue Kingdom, which was probably true.
After the Chu Kingdom defeated Yue, the remaining Yue people fled into central Fujian and drove away the original Pu and Bo people, establishing the Minyue Kingdom. It must have the strongest swordsman army in the Yue Kingdom. These pre-Qin style weapons and armor, Accessories and hairstyles can also prove it from the side.
But when Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty destroyed Fujian and Yue, he did not see the Yue swordsmen who were the most powerful for a while, but only encountered the strange chisel-toothed people.
Since the founding of the Minyue Kingdom, several generations before and after it have been extremely mysterious, and the lineage of the Minyue kings is also unknown.
According to the "Book of Han·Yan Zhu Zhuan" records, when King Ying of Minyue invaded the Kingdom of Dongou, King Liu An of Huainan once submitted a petition to the Han court. There was a sentence in it: "When I heard the words of the road, the brother of the King of Minyue, Jia, killed him. To kill them, their people have no one." It can be seen that during this period there may have been a Minyue king named "Jia".
However, these unrecorded Minyue kings have never been heard clearly in the neighboring Huainan. The kings were replaced at an excessively fast speed, attacking each other and mysteriously disappearing in the wild land.
The aftermath of this incident included the strange behavior of the Minyue State moving its capital from Yecheng on the coast to Dongye, deep in the Wuyi Mountains; and Liu Ju, the son of King Liu Bi of Wu, bewitched King Ying of Minyue, and his younger brother Yu Shan killed him. He rebelled again, and was eventually killed by King Yao and Hou Ao of Jiancheng, who conspired to kill him.
In addition, General Henghai of the Han Dynasty crossed over by sea, breaking the idea that the Minyue Kingdom was isolated in the mountains. It is said that when the Minyue people presented the city to surrender, the city was full of dead bones and in ruins. The people who came out to greet them were all deformed children with white hair and yellow eyes.
The same line of repeated leaps, the same line of arrogance, the same line of absurdity, so that the Fujian and Yue survivors did not care about their hometown at all, and resolutely accepted the migration to the Jianghuai and Lakes...
The weirdo in front of him had not answered questions along the way, and now he was smiling mysteriously, as if he was saying hello to the corpse in the tomb. Every wrinkle on his face seems to be filled with stories that have been lost in the fog of history and will forever remain unknown...
