The term "corpse fetus" first appeared in relevant classic records in the Xia and Shang dynasties.
It refers to a fully gestated baby that is removed from the mother's body along with the placenta.
Using different kinds of evil techniques, they are fostered in certain vessels, and some are fostered in Feng Shui treasure places or corpse caves.
Its main purpose was initially to offer sacrifices to God for good weather, but later evolved into an opportunity to cultivate immortality and become a Taoist.
It is said that if you eat the fertilized corpse, you can become an immortal while sitting on the ground. It is an alternative method of cultivating immortality and becoming a Taoist.
After that, a historical gap appeared for thousands of years, and it appeared again during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.
Some warlocks have discovered that using corpse fetus technology, people can be bred into a humanoid monster. After a long period of refining, it can become an immortal killing weapon.
He also chose a very weird name, the God of War and Monster Altar!
The altar here refers to vessels such as earthen pots, and such vessels cannot be impregnated with metal or other objects.
Of course, I only learned these things later.
Uncle Yan was beaten by the old man with ghost hands, and he was a little angry, but he didn't really get angry.
Instead, he used the engineering shovel in his hand to swat away the big-headed blood baby that was rushing towards him and said, "Okay, let's talk about sharing the pot later. Lao Qi, you think of a way."
"You know I'm not good at dealing with these things...!"
"You bastard, you know you're not good at it and you provoke me!"
Ghost-Shou Lao Qi angrily hit the ground with his mahogany stick.
But he still chose to help.
I was surrounded by everyone, so there wasn't much danger.
Every time he tried to help, Alai kicked him back.
"Little Fifth Master, please don't cause trouble. If something slips through the net, it won't be too late for you to help..."
Soon enough, while everyone was resisting these big-headed blood babies, the old man with ghost hands had already started casting his own spells.
Regarding the old man with ghost hands, I can only say that he is casting a spell, because I basically cannot understand the existence of people like him.
I saw the old man with ghost hands taking out a red nanmu box from his huge black robe.
The box is very old.
The reason why I can recognize it as nanmu is because of the unique smell of golden nanmu.
My nose is much better than the average person's and I can smell a lot of strange smells that others can't.
There were many patterns on the box, but I could only see the biggest one clearly.
It was a totem that looked like a moth, and I didn’t know what was inside.
It was at this time that there were more and more big-headed babies with bloody eyes, and everyone was already a little overwhelmed.
Da Zhuang and Qi Dachuan had wounds on their bodies, and blood was slowly flowing down.
But the two of them seemed to have no idea at all. They all waved the weapons in their hands with blood-red eyes.
Leng Yue, on the other hand, would be able to chop off the head of a big-headed baby from time to time while flying up and down.
Everyone has varying degrees of blood on their bodies, and we don’t know if it’s the other person’s or our own.
The blood on my skin felt cold, but other than that, I didn't feel anything wrong.
Uncle Yan yelled: "Old Qi, hurry up, if it's a little later, everyone will have to explain this place."
But the old man with ghost hands seemed to hear nothing at all.
Still taking out something from the box unhurriedly.
It was a red-gold bug, about twice as big as a normal cicada.
The bug lay motionless inside the box as if it were dead, and had no strange smell on it.
Or maybe it was masked by the stench of blood all around.
The old man with ghost hands slowly placed the box less than one meter in front of him.
Then he performed a few hand gestures on his chest with one hand, and finally made a quick stroke at an unknown location on the peach wood hand stick.
Suddenly, a lot of brown blood flowed from his fingers.
He poured all the blood on the strange bug.
In just over ten seconds, the insect slowly vibrated its wings.
When it completely flew up, I saw clearly that the insect was actually a moth similar to a golden cicada.
The whole body is red and gold, with six wings of different colors, namely red, purple, and finally white.
The six-winged moth flapped its wings and rushed towards the swarming big-headed babies without looking back.
Although this moth is small in stature, it can penetrate directly into the head of a big-headed blood baby.
Watching those big-headed blood babies collapse one by one, I was shocked again.
"Alai, Dachuan, you two continue to dig holes. My six-winged golden beetle won't last long."
"Yam Luo Wu, Da Zhuang, please help me. I need more time to hold these things back."
"This place is a place of blood, soil and rotten corpses. I don't know what else these Shuyi corpses will provoke. We have to hurry up."
"what about me?"
Leng Yue asked coldly, holding a scimitar that had already been stained red with blood.
The old man with ghost hands glanced at me who was stunned and said in a deep voice: "Boy from the Chen family, stop standing there stupidly and go help spread the soil. Spread all the soil on the bodies of the dead bodies."
"There is no scorching sun yet. Once the sun shines on these rotting corpses for a long time, this place will become a place filled with miasma, and no one will be able to escape."
As he said that, the old man with ghost hands glanced at Leng Yue and said, "Girl, you don't have to do anything. Just keep an eye on the Chen family boy and help us protect the law. Be careful not to let this boy die here...!"
I was assigned a task, so I naturally went to help dig the hole for the thieves. I used cloth bags to spread all the soil they dug up little by little on top of the corpses.
As for what Old Man Guishou, Uncle Yan, and Da Zhuang did, I didn't pay too much attention to them.
Because even though there are those six-winged golden beetles to deal with those corpse fetuses, there are too many corpse fetuses.
There were still a few more or less scattered ones rushing over.
At this time, the importance of a person with a high level of force is reflected.
Several times when I was 'burying' corpses, the big-headed corpses were already less than half a meter away from me.
But Leng Yue can always solve the opponent at critical moments.
Another time when I was burying a corpse, the corpse I buried was not completely dead. Its body jumped out of the soil and jumped onto my face.
Two small hands grabbed my neck tightly. Because the neck was broken, I couldn't see the other person's facial features.
But because there was still a layer of skin connected to it, the big head of the corpse was hanging there.
Only then did I realize that the baby with big head blood was really not light.
The fishy, greasy smell made me unable to bear it and made me want to vomit.
But my neck was pinched tightly, and as soon as the vomit reached my throat, I swallowed it back hard, almost choking to death.
At the critical moment, Leng Yue used the waning moon scimitar in her hand to smash the big-headed blood baby's body into pieces.
The moment the big-headed bloody baby exploded, it was like a balloon filled with water exploding in front of me.
Countless amounts of stinking blood fell head-on.
I was so disgusted that I quickly wiped it with my clothes, and vomit started to spurt out while wiping it.
How embarrassing and embarrassing that situation would be.
I didn't know how long this situation lasted until I heard a voice coming from behind me.
"We dug to the entrance..."
At the same time, a pool of water poured on my head.
I quickly washed my face, and when I looked up, I saw clearly that Leng Yue had boiled some of the water for me with the water in her own kettle.
"Thanks……"
I calmed down and walked towards Alai. Only then did I realize that there was a thin mist appearing around me.
This mist doesn't have any weird smell, but its color is a little yellowish. I don't know why.
I asked nervously: "Are these all miasma?"
Leng Yue followed me and said calmly: "No, it was the old man who did it."
I hummed and looked towards the old man with ghost hands. I saw that the old man didn't know what happened. At this time, he was being supported by Da Zhuang and Uncle Yan and came to us.
"Uncle Yan, he..."
I pointed at the old man with ghost hands. His mahogany cane was still in his hand, but his body was limp and half-hanging on his strong body as if he was drunk.
Uncle Yan waved his hand to signal me not to ask anything, and then jumped directly into the hole dug by Alai and the others...!
