Chapter 647 Living Person

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The entire city wall was stained red with blood, and a large amount of white fascia was attached to it, swaying and oscillating in the wind.

Focusing your eyes, you can find countless blood vessels buried under the fascia. The diameter of the blood vessels ranges from a hair to a human arm, and they are slowly squirming, like a vigorous ivy in the middle of summer.

Underneath the layers of blood vessels, there are masses of broken and stacked human body parts that are difficult to identify. Teeth, skulls, eyeballs, hair, and some fragments of the uniforms and fabrics of the city gate soldiers.

The most terrifying thing is that there are still some "living people" trapped in the spider web woven by blood vessels.

Their state was somewhere between life and death. Some had their faces sewn shut with hair, and they were whimpering constantly. Someone's skull was opened, but he didn't care. He happily flicked the pink and white brain with his fingernails.

The scene inside the wall was comparable to Abi Hell. Even though Li Ang was used to seeing demons and evil spirits, he still couldn't help but feel shaken.

While opening and closing his palms to calm his mind, he covered his mouth and nose with ink to avoid directly inhaling the bloody air.

Then he released his mind thread and hung it on the crenellations of the city wall, while he pulled the thread and slowly descended along the inner wall. It wasn't until he almost landed on the carpet of flesh and blood that he created a mental barrier under his feet and stood in the air.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Li Ang breathed softly, released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the surroundings.

Including the Dali Temple, most of the originally grand and solemn imperial city buildings were razed to the ground, and the few remaining ruins still stood with spiderweb-like fascia and blood vessels hanging on them.

More corpses were painted on the ground. There were not only the ordinary officials who stayed at Sifangguan, Weiwei Temple and other institutions at night, but also the imperial city guards and even the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division who came to support.

The corpses were connected together by blood vessels extending in all directions, and all the pipes pointed to Chengtianmen Street in the east.

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The Book of All Souls in Li Ang's arms showed no movement. It had been affected by the ubiquitous blood mist and was unable to function. The petals of the suffering lotus, which is still effective, are falling off piece by piece, indicating danger ahead.

If you get any closer, you'll probably die.

Past experiences have all proven the effectiveness of the Lotus of Disaster, but on the other hand, the more dangerous the front is, the more it proves that direction is likely to be the source of this change.

Without any further hesitation, Li Ang drew out the Dragon Meteor Short Spear and moved forward quietly.

Dali Temple, Weiwei Temple, Shangnian Bureau

Passing through ruins and broken walls, a little light finally appeared in front of us.

Li Ang immediately dodged and hid in the shadows under the eaves, staring in the direction of the light.

On the carpet made of flesh and blood, a group of people were busy.

They held whisks, directed hundreds of stiff-moving corpses, and placed bells, jade, tokens, magic swords, lanterns and other utensils around the Shangshu Province.

Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly, and all his blood vessels pointed in the direction of the backyard of Shangshu Province, which is also the best-preserved place in the building complex.

The only problem is that it's inaccessible.

A large number of strange monsters stood quietly outside Shangshu Province. They were motionless, with blood vessels hanging from their bodies.

It doesn't look like a ferocious and violent evil spirit, but rather like a commodity waiting to be disposed on a production line.

"careful."

A low voice suddenly came from behind. Li Ang remained motionless, and several needles suddenly flew out of his belt and stabbed straight into the back.

clang--

The needle was blocked, and Li Ang looked back, only to see a tall figure standing in the shadow of the eaves. His left hand is holding the needle, and his right hand is pointing down to the ground.

It turned out that at some point, more than a dozen eyes on the ground had opened, and they were glancing vaguely at where Li Ang was standing.

"follow me."

The figure said in a low voice, gently pushed the door open, and flashed into the house.

Li Ang was silent for a moment, followed, and whispered: "Brother Song?"

"Don't shine."

Song Shaoyuan raised his hand to stop Li Ang from activating the Glimmer Talisman. He was completely immersed in darkness and could not see his face clearly, "Why are you here?"

"The change has spread throughout the city, and the disciples of the academy cannot stay away. What's more, Cui Qiao is still in the Daming Palace."

Li Ang paused, "I thought you were still at home."

"Something happened."

Song Shaoyuan said in a low voice: "To make a long story short, those people set up a plan in advance to break up the Haotian believers who had swallowed the flesh and blood of demons and send them to the Dali Temple prison. They took the opportunity to avoid the imperial city's restrictions and caused an explosion.

The Jinwu Guards and Zhenfu Division soldiers who came over after hearing the news became nutrients and helped them hatch something.

This blood mist should also be the product of that thing. "

Li Ang made some calculations in his mind, "I brought more than fifty explosive talismans, and hundreds of other talismans. Maybe I could blow them up if I got close enough."

"I'm afraid not."

Song Shaoyuan said in a low voice: "Those evil spirits around Shangshu Province are just taking a nap.

The monks from the Zhenfu Department and the ministers from the palace who came earlier also tried to make a surprise attack, but before they could get close, they were surrounded by demons. Soon, they were corroded by the blood mist and turned into monsters, becoming one of them. "

Eroding assimilation?

Li Ang's heart moved. He had gone through a lot of blood mist along the way, but he didn't feel anything strange. On the contrary, something was abnormal.

Could it be that he has been corroded by Mo Si and is therefore resistant to the blood mist?

"The eyeballs around are their eyes and ears, and any noise will attract demons. If you can't get through, someone has to be your bait to lure them away."

Song Shaoyuan said: "Give me all those explosive talismans."

"No. My sister-in-law and Aunt Song are waiting for you at home."

"give it to me."

Song Shaoyuan just stretched out his hand, "This is the only thing I can do."

The light of a lantern in the distance shines into the room through the cracks in the wall.

It also illuminated Song Shaoyuan's arms that were covered with wriggling flesh buds and were constantly deformed.

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Li Ang was silent for a long time, and finally took out all the talismans and placed them in Song Shaoyuan's palm, "Take care."

Song Shaoyuan took the talisman and subconsciously wanted to ruffle Li Ang's hair like he did when he was a child, but his palms stopped in mid-air. At the end, he smiled cheerfully and said, "Same for you."

He turned around, opened the door, and stepped straight into the deep blood mist.

Gujiguji.

Feeling the footsteps on the sticky and wet flesh and blood carpet, he opened his eyes and looked around. After seeing the similar appearance of Song Shaoyuan, he slowly closed them again.

This distance is almost there.

Song Shaoyuan stopped, took out the dagger from his arms, and cut his face like a daily shave.

As the flesh sprouts rustled down, the blade went through the arms and legs, removing all the excess deformities on the body, revealing the dense white bones.

He put away the dagger, picked up an explosive talisman with trembling fingers, and threw it towards a nearby house.

boom!

The flames shot into the sky, and the Taoists who were busy in the distance stopped, waved their fly whisks, shouted loudly, and commanded the demons to rush towards them.

Song Shaoyuan just smiled, took out the wind talisman and threw it to the ground. He took advantage of the roaring wind to fly up into the sky and threw down more talismans.

(End of chapter)