Otherworldly Merchant

I carefully put the Grasshopper sword behind me and pulled out the Ghost Slasher knife with my opposite hand - after entering the ancient tomb, most of the terrain was very narrow, and I was always in the middle of the team, so the intangible needle was much better than the Ghost Slasher knife.

The opposite was true at this time, when I was separated from the two of them, and now there is only one alone.

Although the place is not bright, the waterways are clear and perfect for close combat. Besides, my spiritual power has not been restored yet, and I can only resist it for a while with a knife.

Along that messy crow, I gently swayed the current, slowly leaning towards the shore.

Not far out, a dark hole was found just above the cliff.

The aperture is about the size of a door fan and is slightly triangular.

With a flashlight in my mouth, I slipped my knife up and down into the stone wall and slowly climbed up!

A dozen meters later, he approached the edge of the hole, and looked closely at it, the incision was extremely flat, the marks were fresh and bright, and there was no dust. Obviously, it was just cut out!

Slowly probe your head and look inside, five or six meters across is a pitch-black stone wall with several swords in different shapes. On the left is a passage through a black hole, with a slightly right-angled stone wall blocking the front on the right.

Turns out, this triangular cave in front of you is just a stone wall in this passage, but it's just around the corner, I don't know who cut it through.

After listening to the next surrounding sound, I jumped in lightly.

As soon as I landed, I felt like stepping on something, soft and sticky.

Take a flashlight and look down, it's half a body!

Without knowing where to go below his waist, he lay half-baked on the edge of a cliff, holding a sword in each hand, his drums staring at the top of the hole.

It was particularly surprising that he, like those underwater bodies, did not have a drop of blood.

Gah, gah...

Deep in the cave, there was another crow roar.

Perhaps because of being in a hole, closer together, the crow grows louder and denser, as if close to the ear.

I slightly dimmed the flashlight and chased it in the direction of the crow.

Many more bodies have emerged in succession.

All dressed in black japanese samurai clothes, pedaled.

Everyone's wounds are different, and the only thing they have in common is that the wounds are extremely flat and free of blood.

The four outer stone walls are filled with sword marks, many more of different sizes and shapes of swords scattered all over the hands.

From these marks, they should have been left behind by the dead Japanese samurai, but those who attacked them did not even leave a trace.

Clean and spicy. Very spicy. Who the hell did this?

More than a dozen meters away from the hole I had just climbed into, there was a bloodstain.

There was a black-gray burn around the bloodstain, with half a body cut across slightly further away.

He was severed twice from the chest, knees down, and stomped on his foot, still climbing in a strenuous position.

A long line of bloodstained lines went straight ahead, chased not far, and saw the upper body.

But this half of the body was so weird, it had two heads and four hands!

I distinguished it with a flashlight —— not pretending to be a forgery, but the person who really grew up like this.

It's a deformed jumpsuit!

A steel knife was inserted in the back of his heart without a handle. Bleeding blood is not yet exhausted, and the remaining body is soaked in blood, both bloody and weird!

The two hands of the body held a strange french stamp, the other two held a half-paper boat tight, and a piece of black paper ash scattered next to the boat.

Looks like the little paper boats floating on the water were released by this guy.

The last words on the stone wall are left to the Nine Phantoms, and there should be no need to lie.

According to him, he passed the Nine Secrets Law to Japan, and then went through the extremely talented Emperor Shenbu's constant summary, forming another branch of the vagina, the origins of the Japanese Yin Yang Master.

Though the millennium has evolved, the two factions differ greatly, after all, from one another, and there is considerable commonality among them.

Of course, even so, it is extremely difficult for others to see what the doorway is. It is good that I have already familiarized myself with the Yin and Yang Dynasty. It is not difficult to check the Yin and Yang Ghost technique in reverse.

For example, you already have mastery of Oracle, and then you can recognize the Chinese characters that are circulating today, even though there are some mistakes, but you can also generally guess two or two.

From a handprint and half of the unmade paper boat, this should be a spell similar to exorcism.

Summon the body?

I thought about it and turned around and re-examined the bodies of the Japanese samurai, and after a closer look, I realized that there was a little black dot in the eyebrows of each body.

After tearing off a scalp, the little black dot revealed its original appearance - a tiny silver needle with fine hair.

That's true!

This spell is described in great detail in the Scripture of the Shadow, called the Pluto Crossing a Thousand Souls.

Using the technique of summoning the soul to control the body, the ship does not sink and the body does not die.

And every corpse is as if it had just died, as if it were alive!

So it seems that this crumbling Japanese samurai is the puppet summoned by this guy, no wonder the corpses don't have a drop of blood on them, so it is!

This spell seems simple and can be extremely demanding on the strength and weakness of repair, especially when manipulating multiple bodies simultaneously, it requires great mindfulness and heart. If you don't pay attention, you will go into the demon and become an unconscious corpse.

With my current skills, I'm afraid I'm a little reluctant to manipulate one, but this guy is controlling so much at the same time!

Looks like this one's place in the Celestial Society is definitely not low!

Even so, they were severed and killed on the spot.

Who did this?

Gah, gah...

Crows screaming louder and louder deep in the cave, as if they were not far away.

From that sound, these crows were very agitated and angry, as if they were attacking someone fiercely!

At this time, all but a few of us in this ancient tomb are the elite masters of the Astronomical Society.

Obviously, the crow was not released by us, so the crow must have been attacked by Little White Dragon or the first of them.

They're around here!

When I think about it, I don't hesitate anymore, and the backhand knife hurries forward. The cave in front of you is dark and long, stretching far ahead.

Without a few steps, the scene ahead suddenly changed.

In the light of the flashlight, a bright red piece of plasma is reflected on the surrounding stone walls.

The flow of plasma ticks and ticks has been remitted into a stream.

Countless pieces of broken corpse were covered in the ground, with almost nothing to lose, and each foot was slippery and sticky. The smell of blood in the air is also very intense.

From the point of view of the dryness of the blood, this extraordinarily fierce battle just happened!