Must die...
Wang Ye frowned. Apart from the fact that his bones were intact, this old man seemed to be in no danger.
Even his mental power didn't warn him.
"Then...are you going?"
There was a trace of hesitation on Xiao Wu's face. After a long time, he looked at Wang Ye seriously and asked, "Brother, do you need it very much?"
"I'm asking, if you go and get it, what will be the result?"
"Thirty percent will die, and 50% the body will protect itself, fall asleep again, and be sealed in disguise."
Xiao Wu looked at Lao Dao's body and the whisk and said.
"Walk."
Wang Ye turned around without hesitation, returned to the corridor, and walked out.
I won’t take this whisk anymore.
He can gamble with his own life, but he will not dictate the fate of others at will.
Besides, who knows if Xiao Wu's words are just to test him. If he really lets Xiao Wu fight with his life, it might have the opposite effect.
Seeing Wang Ye turn around and leave without hesitation, Xiao Wu was startled for a moment, showed an honest smile, caught up with Wang Ye, and followed behind him silently.
Walking out of the third building, I felt a bit regretful and gained nothing.
The fourth building should also be like this with a high probability.
After all, I am only one person and have no clones. I am lucky to be able to take advantage of two buildings.
But now it seems that there are many ruthless people in the ancient domain.
You are not the only one who can break the architectural pattern and force your way into the basement.
Not believing in evil, Wang Ye stepped into the fourth building again.
What is obviously different from the first three buildings is that this fourth room is particularly empty, with only a bed in the corner.
There were supposed to be pillows, quilts, etc. on it, but they had been snatched away.
What's even more strange is that this fourth room does not have a basement.
There seemed to be no danger in the empty room, and there was a corpse on the ground without a drop of blood.
perhaps...
Really do not have?
Wang Ye turned his head and glanced at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu also shook his head, indicating that he didn't find anything unusual, but he always felt a little familiar here.
I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't recall it.
Helplessly, Wang Ye exited the building.
At this time, it was discovered that in every corner of the ancient domain, figures were gathering towards a certain place.
A few of them were obviously not human.
Looking along the place where everyone gathered, it was the small garden surrounded by fences in the center of the ancient domain.
There were no less than 20 people standing inside at this time. From a distance, Mao Yongan and several Taoist priests could be seen jumping up and down.
The young men of the Buddhist tribe exude a unique golden light, and they seem to get into fights if they disagree.
The most eye-catching thing is an old woman holding a vegetable basin and a pair of scissors hanging on her waist. She looks very gentle, but everyone is full of fear of her.
"Come on, let's go over and have a look."
To attract everyone, ghost, there must be something good discovered!
As he got closer, Wang Ye discovered that the fence was not wooden at all, but a personal stake.
In layman's terms, it involves cutting off a person's limbs, cutting them into straight human sticks, using special techniques to make them stiff, and finally inserting the lower half into the soil.
The garden is not small. From visual inspection, there are at least a thousand corpses.
The most cruel thing is that they retained the human head. There is a saying that it can control the human spirit in the brain and prevent reincarnation.
Of course, this is what Wang Ye saw in the Taoist ancient book that he exchanged for Yongye's information.
After all, Daocheng has been pursuing spiritual immortality.
At this time, the eyes of these human figures were closed one after another, their faces were livid, and there were strange lines on them, as if someone had drawn them with a pen.
Fortunately, the wooden door of the small garden is still normal and has been pushed open.
Wang Ye took Xiaosi and Xiaowu into the garden.
Everyone who was originally wary of each other focused their attention on Wang Ye as he arrived.
"Are there two more ghosts?"
A somewhat obese young Buddhist man wearing only a spacious coat looked at Wang Ye, Xiaosi, and couldn't help but said coldly.
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the old woman and saw a shadow in the corner passing by.
But, why is there a person between these two ghosts!
After the eternal night, ghosts naturally have strong suppressive power. If everyone present made a list of threats, Wang Ye would definitely be at the top.
At this time, Wang Ye spotted a familiar figure.
"Li Hongtian?"
Why did he appear in the ancient realm after disappearing for so long?
Moreover, at this time, Wang Ye felt that Li Hongtian did not look like a living person at all, but rather like a corpse.
The body surface is constantly exuding a faint black mist. Wearing those gold-rimmed glasses, he looks very elegant and calm. Even the exquisite suit has no wrinkles, just like strolling in the courtyard, revealing a sense of confidence.
Several Buddhist and Taoist people around looked at Li Hongtian with fear in their eyes, as if they had seen his abilities before.
As if aware of Wang Ye's gaze, Li Hongtian looked at him with interest and kept examining him.
This is the first person who is not afraid of his ghost form.
Sure enough, I felt at that time that this guy was not simple.
Not to mention Li Hongtian, as a neighbor's grandmother, it's not easy for me.
Fortunately, I once said in the wasteland that anyone with a character like the neighbor's grandmother would have died long ago in the wasteland.
Now he swallowed the words himself.
Facts have proved that in the era of resurgence of terror, it is possible to live so comfortably at a young age. How can it be simple?
At this time, fingers were struggling out of the old woman's vegetable basin, falling to the ground, and densely surrounding the old woman.
She still had a gentle smile and was full of kindness.
As if this horrific scene had nothing to do with it.
There was no one, including ghosts, within ten meters around her.
The last remaining young man in Qingfeng Village was standing in the corner of the garden. One of his arms had been cut off and his body was full of wounds. However, it seemed that it did not hit him, and instead he burst out with fearless fighting spirit. .
What also made Wang Ye more solemn was that a group of shadow-like things were constantly squirming on the ground, exuding a gloomy aura.
Now the general camp is clear.
There are three Buddhist youths left, but it can be seen that they are not in harmony with each other, but are forced to stick together.
Daocheng was headed by Mao Yongan, followed by two middle-aged Taoist priests.
Then there is the old woman, Li Hongtian, the shadow.
The three of them fight on their own, but they should be the strongest individually.
In the end, I had to take Xiaosi and Xiao5 with me.
From an overall analysis, their camp is fully capable of fighting!
You can close the door at any time and release the fourth or fifth child!
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on an almost withered old tree in the center of the garden.
