72 rose tree

Style: Fantasy Author: Practice blindlyWords: 2400Update Time: 24/01/18 23:26:34
"The Corpse Keeper..."

Chen Qingyan's eyes once again fell on the mysterious man in a bamboo hat carrying the coffin.

In fact, not long after Fei Yihe came back, he discovered the arrival of the corpse keeper, and he had been observing it for some time now.

Based on his nine-level formation experience, Chen Qingyan vaguely discerned some information. The other party was not standing motionless in the center of the street for no reason, but was using this street and the terrain here to suppress the things in the coffin.

But that’s as far as it goes.

There was more that he couldn't see.

Now that the funding had revealed the existence of the Corpse Breeder, Chen Qingyan recalled that he had been at the Qianmianhui General Altar and heard the Fog Man inside tell stories about Yinshan City and Corpse Breeding.

The Black Evil Forest impressed Chen Qingyan even more because it involved a major event that he had participated in before.

That night, there was an encounter with Jiao in the Great Lake of Beicheng. With the information channels of his outer disciples, he was unable to get detailed information from Jugu City and Lingu. Their group of night patrolmen suffered a disaster from Chiyu, and only a few died. Instead, they were ordered to keep silent. No information should be revealed.

Even though they themselves know nothing about it.

But a few days after the incident, one day Chen Qingyan put on a mysterious veil and entered the main forum of the Thousand Faces Society. He accidentally heard some rumors about this incident from a man named Wu who had an accent that sounded like someone from the Northern Wilderness.

There was more than one person who knew about this, and there were other fog people who heard about it.

It was related to Lingu and the big demon, so much so that in the following days, this matter was considered a hot topic of discussion at the Qianmian Society, and Qianmianhui Wuren paid great attention to it.

There are different opinions, but the most widely recognized version is that it came from a fog man with a Northern Wilderness accent. Chen Qingyan suspected that this man was probably a monk from Lin Valley.

As the details of the rumors were added, Chen Qingyan was surprised by what was hidden inside.

The matter of the Great Lake in Beicheng was actually related to the caravan entering the city from the Yangshen Festival. It was a man-made underground river at the bottom of the lake that connected to the outside world.

Break the seal at the bottom of the lake and lure the dragon into Beicheng Lake.

But the dragon itself is not the protagonist of the story, nor can he even be called the villain.

The great monster is just a victim.

The real protagonist is hiding in the caravan, using the dragon as a lure, and comes to attack the east and west.

Jugu City is a large city with a population of tens of millions. The appearance of the big demon undoubtedly attracted a large number of monks from Lingu. Chen Qingyan witnessed this with his own eyes, and many monks died.

The situation is extremely urgent. After all, it is a big demon, and ordinary monks can't do anything about it. Seeing that the water from the two lakes has gathered to cover the sky and the tsunami is about to crash down, at the critical moment, Fairy Hongyu freezes the evil dragon.

All this seems to be that the crisis has been resolved, but the emergence of the crisis is just the "eastern" part of the "eastern attack".

In a forbidden area of ​​​​Lingu, a thief was encountered, and a rare treasure was taken away from Jugu City along with the caravan.

Lingu soon discovered the missing treasure and sent a team of monks to pursue it.

Finally blocked in the Black Evil Forest, Lingu clashed with the Black Evil Forest, and a fierce battle broke out.

The ending ends with the hunted Lingu monk dying.

Chen Qingyan doesn't know whether this version is the truth.

He personally thought it was quite reliable. It was his first time on duty that day, and he was involved in such a big event for no reason. The appearance of the dragon was also the biggest doubt in Chen Qingyan's heart. He later recalled that the dragon did not harm anyone immediately after it appeared. Instead, the purpose of mobilizing the water from the two lakes is very clear, which is to create a big noise.

The emergence of this rumor also gave him an explanation.

But what the truth is, I'm afraid you have to become a monk to be qualified to investigate.

certainly,

Chen Qingyan doesn't care about the truth.

Now hearing the words "Heishalin" from Fei Yihe's mouth, he couldn't help but think of the battle that made Lingu return home in defeat. If the rumors are true, then this Black Evil Forest is extremely dangerous, and it would not be surprising if a corpse keeper walked out.

"What are the evil cultivators from the Black Evil Forest doing in Chongyue?"

Fei Yihe murmured.

"As long as it's not evil, it's harmful."

"No matter what his conspiracy is, as long as he doesn't harm anyone under our eyes, we shouldn't meddle in other people's business."

Over time, Lingu disciples also developed their own ways of dealing with the evil incidents in the ancient town.

Although they are stationed in the town, this is not Jugu City after all, so there is no need to take it too seriously.

When demons harm people, unless you see it with your own eyes, you won’t delve into it, just pay attention to it.

Chongyue's patrolling disciples all behave like this, so don't expect the Lingu disciples to take the lead.

Besides, what appeared on the street now was not a monster, but an evil cultivator, so I didn't even bother to pay attention to it.

"No matter what, let's leave here first. If something happens, hey, monk Chongyue will take action."

The five people discussed for a while and then left the teahouse.

At this time, all the shops on the street were closed.

Standing on the street carrying a coffin in the middle of the night, even a mortal with no cultivation would find it strange.

Chen Qingyan and his party stood at the door of the teahouse, glanced at the man carrying the coffin and the bamboo hat, turned around and left.

A whining sound suddenly sounded.

A strong wind blew all the way from across the long street, kicking up dust all over the sky.

Chen Qingyan narrowed his eyes as the wind and sand hit his face.

"Where are the people?"

Fei Yihe's exclamation reached his ears.

Everyone ignored the dust floating in the air and looked quickly, only to see that the mysterious man in a bamboo hat who was standing in the middle of the street a moment ago had disappeared without a trace.

A coffin was left standing on the street.

Chen Qingyan was startled and quickly realized that the previous gust of wind was not blowing for no reason.

Staring at the coffin without blinking, he noticed a pattern that almost blended into the night, like a blooming flower, blooming on the coffin lid and quickly spreading to the entire coffin.

Now he has perfected his cultivation by refining his energy.

His eyesight is blessed by vitality, and he is the best among the five. Combined with his previous observations, he immediately made a disturbing guess.

"Hurry up, the corpse of the evil cultivator is coming out."

Chen Qingyan said.

The five people turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Woohoo——

Wow——

Heavy rain suddenly fell.

The smell of wet and splashed earth filled the tip of his nose.

The rain came strangely, quickly, and was as big as a lake pouring down a waterfall.

Ta la...ta la...

The raindrops as big as soybeans hit the blade surface, making a dense knocking sound.

Chen Qingyan's eyes narrowed as he was running, and he saw ripples like brown smoke clouds suddenly appearing on Zhaoxie Dao, which had not reacted at all before.

At the same time, a cry of death came from behind.

The five people immediately stamped their feet and looked back.

Seeing where the coffin was on the street, a group of people armed with weapons rushed out from rooftops, alleyways, houses, teahouses and other places.

As if they had agreed, they unexpectedly attacked the coffin.

Chen Qingyan and the others did not run too far. They even saw some people suddenly burst out from near them, rushing towards the coffin without even looking at the five of them.

It seemed like there was some treasure there.

"Coffin... coffin... Damn it, I just said that the evil cultivator suddenly came from nowhere. It turned out to be a traitor from Chiling Ancient Town."

Fei Yihe slapped his head and started shouting.

What's the meaning? The four of them looked at him with wide eyes.

Fei Yihe said anxiously: "What is in the coffin is not a corpse, but strange flowers picked from the precious rose tree, rose flowers and centenarian flowers."

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Thanks to "Paranoia's Delusion" for the 1,500 starting coins, the man gave me a wet kiss.