Versatile Mage

Fine gravel is always found everywhere along the salt pools, and is said to become a nutrient for the dead when moistened by death.

Along the way, Movan actually found a lot of dead spirits picking up some fine white sand that absorbed the energy of Moon and Death Ze, like a big wave of gold.

These ghosts are a distance from the outer walls, they are just wandering, aimlessly searching for something useful for their bodies, whether those fine sand bones or discarding the wreckage bitten by wild dogs...

“Now that there is such a good way to eradicate evil, isn't the spirit as terrible as you think it is?” One of the women in black silk followed with a beard.

“Grey garlic is harder to find than gold and cannot be grown. Most of them are grown in places with heaps of dead spirits and rely on dead human flesh as nutrients. Only people in endangered villages know how to harvest them, and the quantity is limited each year. Without half of my brother's endangered villagers, I would not have been able to get you this kind of thing.” The short man smiled.

At this time, the man who was not a strong man and smiled thickly, his eyes also sneaked a peek at the black silk woman, and he was also probably the woman who had never seen such a strong smile in his life.

“Not far ahead is the village of Yangyang, the night is still long, we go there to rest.” The short man pointed at the hillside down ahead and said.

“There are rules in the village, and if you want to go in, you better follow them.” The strong man reminded us.

Everyone nodded that there was no problem.

Very smoothly arrived at the hillside, along the hillside down, people wanted to see how a human village survived safely in the land of the dead, yet below the hillside, between the hills, below Qin Ling, all they saw was a bunch of abandoned messy wooden piles, where there were no villages!

Looking in the other direction, a piece of black dirt, nothing but a few pit lowlands!

“Are you kidding us?” The man with the beard immediately said with a little anger.

“I... I don't know what's going on.” The short man's face changed and his eyes turned toward the strong man.

The strong man's eyes were full of amazement and a completely unbelievable look.

He started running, running crazy down the hill.

You can't even see a hut in the woods, let alone a village!

But the strong man was just like crazy, and even if there were a few dead spirits walking around, he looked like he didn't care.

“This map shows that Yangyang Village is indeed in this location…” Liu Ru looked down at the surrounding terrain.

“Right, right, right, the map isn't wrong, I'm not lying to you.” The short man said hastily.

“What about the village?? ”

“I don't know. ”

“Unless…”

It can be seen from the depressed appearance of the strong man that the village of Yangyang is indeed located there.

But a whole village vanished.

If there were wooden pile walls, ruins of houses and scattered objects, it would also prove that the village existed, but there were only scattered pieces of wood, and all that remained was black dirt and nothing.

“Is it possible that the villages could not escape the revolt of the dead?” Liu Ru raised this question.

“Perhaps the new spiritual rulers do not give these indigenous peoples much face...”

Everyone walked down the hillside, and found that the original area of the village had obvious burning marks, charcoal everywhere, heaps of it, and the wind filled with dirty fog.

“There was little sight of the body, signs of burning, and no idea what had happened.” The man with the beard said to the black woman.

“No matter what happens, we can't see the body.” Movan refers to the spirits who wander around.

If the villagers die, most of them will become dead spirits. Burned ashes are everywhere, and even blood can't be seen.

“So what do we do now?” Another follower of the women of black silk said.

“I had to go to the next village, and so did one of the following villages...” said the Black Wire woman.

The short man nodded hastily, which is what he meant.

What more could Movan and Liu Ru say? Naturally, we can only agree.

“Go, go, you can't find anything here, they could be migrating, don't be so pessimistic.” The short man said to his partner, the strong man.

The strong man was also rational, and when he found no signs of mass death, he began to guide everyone to the next village, Hua Cun.

“It is two days away from Hua Cun, I would have counted spending the second half of the night here in Yangyang Village to save some gray garlic... now it seems that we will run out of gray garlic halfway through Hua Cun.” The short man said to everyone with a serious face.

Obviously, gray garlic shortages are the most serious problem.

Dwarf Man proposes to return to Gudu first, wait for Zhuang Man to get some of this stuff from his peers before coming back. Zhuang Man says it will take him months to get these gray garlic...

“Go ahead and go back. It's a waste of time. Just take the road.” The beard follows.

That's what Movan and Liu Ru mean too, drag it on, God knows what's going to happen.

“Don't be rash.” The Black Silk Woman opened her mouth at this time, and she looked at the short man with a soft voice, “walked all the way, and I found that not all the areas were full of dead spirits. Let's not use gray garlic for the second half of the night, but eat it if there are too many dead spirits to deal with. ”

“This is a good idea.” The short man nodded in haste and agreed.

Movan nodded and sighed darkly in his heart: rarely did he see his chest and his brain.

……

According to the Black Silk Woman, people didn't use gray garlic all night...

About three or four miles after leaving the village of Yangyang, you can clearly feel the eyes of the surrounding dead spirit become less friendly.

The dead spirits wander freely around the area, three, three, two, are some servants rotting corpses, nothing special except looking cold people.

“Here they come.” The short man spoke as a reminder.

A rotter grinding his teeth with rock seemed to smell human flesh, his head creaking over, and the pupils of green oil locked the nearest black silk woman to it.

Black silk women have no emotions in their eyes, and even this disgusting thing is not as panicky and disgusting as women usually are.

Her bearded followers have taken an extra step aside, with ice stars beneath her feet condensed like frost leaves...

“Ice lock! ”

The beard rose with its hands, and the ice crystal hallucinated from a large steel-like chain.

The chain flew straight to the deceased woman who was trying to attack the black wire and tied it up in huge straps.

“Crush! ”

The beard followed his hand and shook vigorously, and the ice lock suddenly died and strained!

(I had an occasional chill today and slept all day... this will only wake me up. Uncle Xiao tried to send today's update, if not, dream about it.