Master Jiu and his disciples walked for about an hour before they reached the outskirts of the tribe.
They found that as they got closer, the fog dissipated, and when they got closer, it felt like an isolated island on the sea.
Wencai couldn't help but rub his hands. Not only did he not feel the temperature getting warmer, but it actually got colder.
Even the infuriating energy to protect the body was of no avail. Even because the boots were soaked, the toes were slightly numb, indicating that the cold poison had invaded the body.
In comparison, Qiu Sheng was much better, but he was still faltering, which showed that his energy was exhausted.
Uncle Jiu looked back at the two apprentices. He knew that if he could not find a shelter from the wind and rain in a short time, casualties would inevitably occur.
Regardless of whether the Ou tribe is in a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, they still have to break into it.
Thinking of this, he picked up Wencai on his back and began to walk faster, intending to arrive before night as much as possible.
By the time the cottage was close at hand, Uncle Jiu's lips had turned purple and Qiu Sheng had fainted.
He didn't realize at all that the distance that seemed not far away actually took several hours, as if he was trying to break a wall nearby.
The Ou people are different from the Jin people in that the former use stone bricks to build a five or six meter high city wall.
The houses inside are all made of earth, with blue and purple vines everywhere, giving people a very heavy feeling and exuding gloomy air.
Uncle Jiu had one free hand to drag Qiu Sheng. The energy in his dantian was about to be exhausted. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and move forward.
When his consciousness fell into a blur, there was a harsh suona sound and a large amount of paper money fell from the sky.
The wooden city gate of the Ou people slowly opened, and against the backdrop of the drizzle, a group of Miao people wearing mourning clothes came out.
They were carrying three huge coffins, and they were speaking in strange accents as they walked. Uncle Jiu could faintly recognize the death curse of the Taoist sect.
Paper money scattered from the hands of the Miao people, as if preparing for some kind of ceremony.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but narrow his eyes. No matter how big-hearted he was, he could still detect something unusual. He tried to see clearly what these Miao people looked like.
The Miao people and the Han people have completely different ways of dealing with the dead. Coffins and paper money are rarely used.
This made him even more convinced that the Ou tribe was connected with corpse raising in Yanhu County. Could it be that the four corpses next to the fissure in the underworld fell here?
But the distance between here and southern Guangdong is so far away that it is a bit unbelievable to think about how the corpse could come to Miao territory.
While Uncle Jiu was in a daze, the funeral procession dropped the coffin on the ground, and then several Miao people surrounded the master and apprentice.
"you……"
Uncle Jiu's hoarse throat made a sound, but Miao Ren didn't reply at all.
The Miao people danced around the coffin and made crying sounds. Finally, a few strong people stepped forward and opened the coffin boards with force.
The smell of fresh wood flooded into Uncle Jiu's mouth and nose, as if the other party had expected it. Other than that, he didn't smell the unique rotten smell of corpses.
Uncle Jiu looked up and saw that there was nothing in the coffin. There was no body lying there. Instead, there were some dry leaves piled up.
Just when he was shocked, the Miao people suddenly helped the three people up, wiped the dust off their bodies with a clean white cloth, and finally put them into a heavy coffin.
During this period, Uncle Jiu wanted to resist, but his strength became weaker and weaker, and a stream of yin energy kept flowing in his meridians, locking the true energy tightly.
Fortunately, Uncle Jiu had the foresight to grasp the talisman in his arms, and forcibly controlled a trace of true energy to break through the encirclement.
The funeral procession staggered towards the city, and soon disappeared.
The lights of the houses along the street came on.
Miao people walked out of the door one by one. There were old and young people watching. Their faces were hidden in the shadows, but it could be seen that the majority of them were old people.
The Miao man was half kneeling on the ground, his expression full of piety.
"Thank you Gu God..."
"Thank you Gu God..."
“God Gu’s blessing!!”
…
Amidst the shouts of support, the coffin went to the deepest part of the village.
The paper spider hung from the branch, its six little eyes squeezed together, obviously very scared of this place.
But after it thought of Qin Bai's instructions, it had to follow carefully.
On the way, he tried his best to avoid the sight of the Miao people and restrained his own Yin Qi. Finally, he came to a strange place.
Uncle Jiu lay in the coffin for a long time before regaining consciousness, but he was still weak, and the Yin Qi in his body had invaded his Dantian.
For some reason, he always felt like these yin energy were like maggots attached to his bones, trying to occupy the meridians throughout his body.
During this period, the coffin had been in a bumpy state. After it stabilized, Uncle Jiu knew that it must have arrived somewhere in the village.
He reluctantly raised his arms to support the coffin board, but it felt as heavy as a rock and he couldn't move it away at all.
But something strange was that he didn't notice the suffocation.
Could it be that there is a breathing space in the coffin? This shows that the coffin is not for placing corpses at all.
Uncle Jiu recalled the conversation he had with Xu before leaving the Yi clan. The other party emphasized that the Miao territory was not as stable as imagined and that the tribes had not communicated with each other for several months.
Chu didn't say it clearly, but he seemed to have reminded him at that time.
Some tribes are extremely paranoid. If they cannot be contacted, stay away immediately. Be careful of all insects that you can come into contact with...
Uncle Jiu sighed. It seemed that he had already been infected by the worm. He was walking on the cliff without knowing it. It really shouldn't be possible.
The sound of coffin nails hammering was heard, and it looked like there was no way out.
He was about to try to cast a spell when suddenly there seemed to be a fight outside, and soon several people fell to the ground with groans.
The nails in the coffin were pried open. Uncle Jiu opened his eyes to see clearly the appearance of the visitor, but in the end, only a Miao man with a dull face appeared in front of him.
The other party stiffly pulled open the coffin board, and then wanted to move Uncle Jiu out of it, but then he stood motionless on the spot.
"Who are you……"
Uncle Jiu managed to collect a trace of his true energy and reached it in his palm. He looked around and found that it seemed to be coming from a tree hole.
At this moment, there was a rustling sound, and a large amount of black water seeped in from all over the tree hole. If you look closely, you will find that it is composed of tiny reptiles.
The reptiles did not attack Uncle Jiu, but instead covered the Miao people's bodies.
Only then did Uncle Jiu notice that the Miao people's limbs were wrapped with silk threads. As the reptiles bit off the silk threads, the Miao people also fell to the ground.
Seeing this, he did not hesitate to release the talisman, and the fire dispersed the insect swarm in a short time.
Uncle Jiu planned to escape from the tree hole, but the reptiles had cut off his escape route, and their number was increasing.
He tried to resist but to no avail, and then his vision went black and he fainted.
When Uncle Jiu woke up again, he was locked in the coffin again, and his body was completely unable to move.
Time seemed to have lost its meaning, and he didn't feel hungry, as if he had really turned into a corpse and been buried in the soil.
At the same time, Qin Bai's sword flying in mid-air suddenly stopped, because his weak connection with the paper spider disappeared.
It could be that the paper spider died, or it could be that it was trapped in a closed environment.
He exuded murderous intent, and he never thought that he would be defeated one day. This so-called Ou tribe did seem to have something.
Qin Bai simply put away the flying sword and fell back to the ground.
Without the guidance of the paper spider, if you want to find the destination directly, it will undoubtedly be like looking for a needle in a haystack. You have to walk and use your spiritual mind to search for traces inch by inch.
Fortunately, he could determine the general direction, at least he wouldn't get lost.
After traveling for several hours, Qin Bai did not find the Ou tribe's village, but he did find someone camping nearby not long ago.
The campfire was emitting residual warmth, and he noticed that the way to make a fire was to drill wood to make fire. It was definitely the master and apprentice of Uncle Jiu.
And it seemed that they were in an extremely hurry, otherwise they wouldn't have even packed up the tent.
Just when Qin Baigang was about to release a large number of paper figures, he raised his eyebrows slightly, quietly left the temporary camp, and followed the footprints towards the depths of the jungle.
It seemed normal, but in fact, he noticed that someone seemed to be watching him in the dark, with obvious intentions.
In order to dispel the opponent's vigilance, Qin Bai did not use his true energy or strength, and relied on his legs to move forward.
On the other hand, he cleverly used his spiritual thoughts to lock on the target, which was a Miao man who was well disguised.
On the dense bushes, the thin figure almost blends into the trunk of the tree. Most of the skin of this Miao man is exposed, and it is difficult to find it because it is covered with mud.
The Miao people's name is "箖". He is a hunter of the Ou tribe. In addition to hunting wild animals, he also hunts people who stray into the vicinity.
Compared with the three foreigners who easily bewitched before, this time the strong man is undoubtedly more difficult to deal with.
He didn't even dare to look directly at Qin Bai. He only occasionally used his peripheral vision to confirm his position, for fear of being noticed.
The reason for being so cautious is because of the strong sense of oppression brought by the other party.
But Xiao didn't know that no matter how careful he was, it would be useless in front of Qin Bai.
Qin Bai took out a coke gourd and drank a few sips, pretending to rest and trying to lure his Miao rivals, but it was obviously to no avail.
Although you are dressed like a salesman, your figure is too out of place, and after all, you are in the deep mountains and forests, so there is no reason to appear alone.
Qin Bai's dress can be described as fake at first glance.
But he felt pretty good about himself, and even added some drama inexplicably, which brought him into the role of the salesman very well.
"Recycle refrigerators, color TVs, and washing machines at high prices."
Under such circumstances, let alone the bamboo basket, even wild beasts would not dare to approach easily.
However, he must make a choice as soon as possible. If he doesn't deal with it, Qin Bai will approach the Ou tribe's village soon.
Xiao hesitated for a long time, his rationality was gradually defeated by greed, and his eyes became redder and redder.
He licked his lower lips, and then took out a piece of white bone from the big bag behind his back. It should be a person's right arm, but there were several large and small holes drilled into it.
A strange gray gas spread from Nan's palm to the human bones, and dozens of black-brown mosquitoes flew out of it.
They are entrenched together, ready to attack at any moment.
Xiao then spit out his gray air on the mosquitoes, and the latter broke into pieces and entered the jungle, wrapping around Qin Bai's position.
Qin Bai had already noticed it, and he even guessed the Miao people's plan.
There were several circles of footprints near the temporary camp, indicating that Uncle Jiu and his disciples had been circling around the area, and they might have fallen into a state of confusion.
Qin Bai planned to take advantage of the situation and looked at the mosquitoes with interest.
The mosquito is not big in size, but its abdomen is slightly bulging. It should also be a kind of Gu insect.
Seeing this, Qin Bai calmly picked up a mosquito with his fingers. Seeing that the Miao man had no reaction, he swallowed it directly.
After careful inspection, he found that the mosquitoes had stopped living behind the aquarium. The transformed corpses were rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and disappeared after a few breaths.
There was a slight tingling sensation in the Miao man's head, but after all, he was not a native Gu insect, so he couldn't detect it clearly.
Mosquitoes flew around for a while, and Qin Bai cooperated by sitting on the rock. It seemed that he was resting with his eyes closed, but in fact he was giving the other party a chance to strike.
Xiao's expression was dubious, and a few mosquitoes landed on Qin Bai's neck.
He waited for the venom of the Gu insect to be injected into his body, but the two did not react for a long time as if nothing happened.
Qin Bai was a little impatient. He originally planned to pretend to let mosquitoes bite him, and then take the opportunity to sneak into the Ou tribe's village.
But the current situation is that the Gu insects cannot break through the skin's defense.
Qi Na could only keep urging the Gu insects, and some of them even fainted, making the scene awkward.
Qin Bai shook his head helplessly, then spread his hands and patted down hard.
With a loud bang, a hurricane appeared out of thin air.
The mosquitoes didn't react at all, and instantly turned into debris in his hands and floated down.
Xiao couldn't help spitting out blood, and his vision went dark and he almost fainted.
It was only now that he realized how accurate his premonition was. The strength of the man in front of him was so terrifying that he instinctively wanted to retreat.
Fortunately, this person did not notice him, otherwise his life would not have been saved.
Xiao bit down hard, causing one of the back molars in his mouth to break, and the medicinal powder mixed in it made his spirit high.
He moved his body strangely, like a python walking through the forest, making no sound wherever he passed.
Within a moment, they were already far away, heading towards the direction of the tribe.
But Xiao suddenly realized something, and his face became stiff. Qin Bai didn't make much movement from the beginning to the end, which was not normal at all.
The mountain stronghold in the distance could be vaguely seen, but he was caught in a dilemma.
Just when he was hesitating, a big hand was placed on Xiao's shoulder, and a strong voice sounded.
"You Ou people, do you want to collect your old appliances?"
Qin Bai sat arrogantly next to Xiao, his eyes fixed on the Miao people, and his spiritual thoughts swept over his body unscrupulously.
He did not find demonic energy in the opponent's body, but instead found a very special kind of gray energy, which was somewhat like Yin energy but different in nature.
It shows that the Gu refining skills between the Ou tribe and the Jin tribe are essentially different, which makes Qin Bai even more interested.
Xiao's expression was full of fear. Just as he was about to call out, Qin Bai grabbed his head with his palm.
"You're useless if I give you a chance, little brother."
Qin Bai opened his mouth and exhaled, then swallowed the basket in one gulp.
"After practicing Buddhist techniques, I have indeed become a lot kinder. I don't want to hurt people's lives and even invite them to participate in wilderness survival."
He looked towards the cottage. The yin energy emanating from it was like substance. It was hard to believe what was hidden in it.
Looking at the entire Miao territory, Qin Bai felt more and more like a giant voodoo weapon, and each tribe was a voodoo insect in it.
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