Along the way, there was not a complete village. At the end, many daily necessities in the village were not taken away, and the whole village looked even more messy.
Without exception, not far from every village, there must be a dead tree that can only be surrounded by several people. It still has only its main trunk, which is almost bare. On the main trunk, a hideous and twisted corpse is floating in the wind.
Under the tree, there was still a piece of dry red land, burying the corpse. Lu Chen was already numb. He stabbed out with a blast, bright red blood spattered everywhere, and the dead tree exploded.
"Teacher, which village is this?" Passing by deserted villages, this was the first time that the master and the apprentice had an exchange.
They were already numb, and even the last trace of sadness had been lost deep in their hearts. Along the way, the number of corpses was indeed not as good as the first dead tree, but the cruelty was not weak at all. Lu Chen even saw several female corpses, and there were probably only A boy about ten years old.
He had a great life, but he was so cruelly wiped out by an unknown force. Not even a complete body was left, and he was tortured to death.
Mr. Ge shook his head. Even if he was as powerful as him, it still caused a huge wave of shock in his heart. This was the first time he encountered such behavior that hurt Tianhe. It was small in scale and so cruel that it made people palpitate.
It makes people unable to eat and sleepless at night!
"I have been walking on the mainland all my life, but I have never heard of such an evil force. This is genocide!" Mr. Ge couldn't help but cry out in sorrow.
"Perhaps the teacher lives in the Central Territory all year round. There are racial changes there, including the genocide and massacre of villages. It's just done in an extremely subtle way!"
Hearing this, Mr. Ge shook his head helplessly. This is a natural rule. After all, this is a world where the weak eat the strong. Under the prosperous surface, there is always an unknown dark side.
However, what makes the master and the disciple angry is that killing people can be done without giving them a heads up. At the very least, they will give people a good time, but here, they torture people alive until they die, and the cruelty of the methods is beyond the imagination of the master and the disciple.
"When an isolated city was massacred, will the entire city turn into a hell on earth like this?" Lu Chen whispered, burying the six corpses again.
The four mutilated corpses were taken from dead trees, and the other two complete corpses were brought from a village not far away. This was the first time he encountered a complete corpse, and it was also the first time he found one in a village. corpse.
"The fighting is getting more intense!" Lu Chen whispered. Some people were already fighting in the village before they had time to evacuate.
The stone tablet fell to the ground with a bang, and with a shot, the dead wood shattered. No trace of blood was seen as expected, and no trace of the corpse-headed barbarian appeared under the dead wood.
"There are too few corpses, and the zombies lack enough vitality!" Mr. Ge stared into the distance, feeling increasingly uneasy.
"Who is it?" With a loud shout, Lu Chen stabbed out with a spear. Even if he didn't use his spiritual power, the power of the Broken Saint Soldier caused a boulder not far away to explode.
"Stop!" Mr. Ge waved his hand to block the roaring spear light, and looked at the two trembling figures hiding behind the boulder.
"Who are you? I can't tell you, die!" Lu Chen pointed his spear directly at the two of them, and there was even a trace of blood in his eyes.
The two people in front of him were dressed strangely. They were wearing a long gown, a mandarin jacket, and a turban on their heads. What surprised Lu Chen most was that they were wearing straw sandals.
"%...&*￥#" One of them mustered up the courage and said.
When Lu Chen heard this, he was a little stunned. He took two breaths to come back to his senses. This was the Miao language.
"Are you Miao people?" Lu Chen asked in Miao language. The two looked at each other and pointed to Shiwandashan without speaking.
Lu Chen frowned and stared at the two of them. After a while, the two of them ran to the stone tablet, kowtowed three times, and came back again.
"Ba Mingbo!"
"Zhongxuling stomps!"
Looking at the young man in front of him, the fear and weirdness they felt when they first met disappeared, and he bowed respectfully and introduced himself.
"Liang Bo? Ling Tiao?" Lu Chen looked back at the deserted villages he passed through, his face looking a little ugly.
Liangbo and Lingjie, the Miao people, have their own customs in naming. The last two characters of their names are usually the names of their tribes. As for these two tribes, Lu Chen has some memories of those who were destroyed behind him.
The tribe is not very big and has been desolate for a long time.
"Your tribe..." Lu Chen started, but did not finish the sentence. He couldn't bear to ask further.
"No more, two tribes, we are the only surviving adult males!" Ba Mingbo looked sad and looked into the distance, where his home was.
"If the Liangbo tribe hadn't notified the tribes along the way of their retreat, I'm afraid all of us in the tribe would have had to sacrifice!" Zhongxuling said with a stomp, with some fear deep in his eyes, but they were only instantly overwhelmed by hatred.
"Who is he? His methods are so cruel!" Lu Chen asked again.
Hearing this, the two shook their heads. They didn't know that today was the first time they left the tribe and wanted to come out to see their home. Unexpectedly, what they saw were nameless stone monuments.
"Did you set up the monument?" Ba Mingliang asked. He knelt down and saluted without waiting for the young man in front of him to speak.
"I can't bear to see the men who protect their families and loved ones die like this in the scorching sun. We must give them a home!" Lu Chen stretched out his hand and hurriedly supported the two of them.
Seeing this, the two couldn't break free, so they could only stand up with respectful expressions on their faces.
"By the way, what is the sacrifice you just mentioned?" He was curious. He had heard of blood sacrifices and even seen them with his own eyes, but he had never heard of such a cruel sacrifice.
The two shook their heads, not knowing, and recounted what they saw that day.
A cloud of black mist floated in from nowhere. All living things passed by the black mist were destroyed. Those who ran fast could still breathe.
At first, the black mist was not particularly fast. It was discovered by many hunting teams, and they were only injured after being exposed to the black mist.
As time went by, the black mist became thicker and more dangerous, and when it floated over the village, their power was unstoppable. It was too late for the entire village to evacuate, so they had to use human lives to stop it.
Each man, with a determined look on his face, walked towards the drifting black mist without fear, just to delay its speed and give the villagers more time to escape.
Without exception, all figures who walked towards the black mist were eventually hung on dead trees and tortured to death.
"We were walking along the way, hiding in the mountains in the distance and saw dead trees outside the villages. We didn't dare to get close, for fear of bringing disaster to the tribe. We have been wandering around for two days, trying every means to bury them. There was no good solution until you showed up."
"You don't know the origin of the black mist?" Lu Chen frowned.
The two shook their heads, "Fleeing into the tribe, the whole tribe is like a frightened bird. The high priest even notified the other four tribes, but there is still no way but to stick to the tribe!"
"Stick to the tribe?" Lu Chen was a little surprised.
"Well, the tribe has the blessing of its ancestors. The black mist once approached and finally receded!"
When Lu Chen heard this, he looked surprised. He was very curious about these tribes that lived in the Shiwan Mountain. He wanted to see what was so special about the five tribes.
Under the leadership of the two men, Lu Chen quickly approached a mountain range. Looking up, he saw endless mountains. It was not surprising among the 100,000 mountains. However, he could detect that there was an invisible mysterious force not far away. , that power is very different from spiritual power and spiritual formation.
"Is this the Miao people?" Lu Chen whispered. He admired this race living deep in the Shiwan Mountains. Although it was not within the Shiwan Mountains, it was still a poor place. It was passed down from generation to generation, which surprised him. Incessantly.
Mr. Ge said that the inheritance of the five tribes has been for a long time, and its origin can no longer be studied. According to this speculation, the inheritance of the five tribes is even much longer than many of the top powers in the Central Region. ap.
Lu Chen guessed this, but the elder in the ring did not refute, and nodded, "There are really very few inheritances in this continent!"
Walking slowly, after a while, they were approaching the area shrouded by mysterious power. Ba Mingming and Bo knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully before getting up and leading Lu Chen forward.
The moment he stepped over the mysterious power, Lu Chen could clearly feel that there was a force passing through him. There seemed to be an eye staring at him, and a pressure hit him. In just an instant,
Before he could react, the terrifying pressure receded like a tide.
"Little guy, the customs and habits here are different. You have to remember some details in the book clearly!" Mr. Ge warned. The power just now was caused by him releasing a trace of soul power, and the contact between the two receded.
"Who is that?" Behind a few boulders behind the fence, someone was holding a bow and arrow, staring at the three people who came into view.
"It's us, Ba Mingliangbo, Zhongxuling Stomp!" Ba Mingliangbo said loudly.
"Where is he?" Hearing that it was Ba Mingbo, everyone was about to let him go when a voice suddenly appeared, pointing a spear at Lu Chen. If something went wrong, the spear would roar out.
"Lu Chen!" Lu Chen said.
"Lu Chen? There is no such person in the group. You guys, leave quickly, otherwise..." A spear with a sound of breaking through the air was inserted into the ground not far away from Lu Chen with a bang. Half of the spear was stuck in the soil, and the tail end of the spear trembled. It gradually stabilized after a moment.
"Deqiu Dilun, this is the Miao people, not your Dilun tribe!" Ba Mingbo took a step forward, used his right arm to pull out the spear, and held it in his hand with an angry look on his face.
The Miao people have simple folk customs, and the two of them are also straightforward men. The village was destroyed, and when they saw someone burying all the sacrificers, their status in their minds was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people.
This kind of kindness cannot be repaid, and now they are blocked from the village, which makes them extremely angry. What's more, the person who stopped them is not a Miao person.
"If you want, you can go to the high priest. Remember, guarding the mountain in rotation is the result of the joint discussion of the five tribes. This has been the case for the past year. If you are not a member of the five tribes, you are not allowed to enter the realm of the five tribes!" Deqi Dilun didn't care. Turn around and leave.
call out!
The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
