Chapter 171: Headless Floating Corpse

Along the way, everyone walked very calmly. Since they already knew their situation, they were no longer so scared and cautious everywhere. At worst, they could just meet the blood demon. Even if we choose to leave here now, we will inevitably be unable to avoid that life-and-death battle.

Six of the nine stone bridges have been cracked. For us, this place is no longer as foggy as when we first saw it. Only three stone bridges have not yet been uncovered. After the investigation one by one, the so-called Devil City will surely reveal its true appearance.

Since we had not encountered any mechanism traps in the stone bridge before, we were quite at ease with the safety of the stone bridge and naturally walked much faster. After about a cigarette, we arrived at the end of the stone bridge. However, what was placed in front of us this time was really unexpected.

This place is a huge door hole, about ten meters high and at least seven or eight meters wide. Moreover, the door hole is unobstructed, neither stone door nor brick wall, and it is so dark that it cannot be seen at the end. I don’t know what this place is.

This huge door opening is so different from the buildings at the end of other stone bridges. I didn’t expect that there could be other buildings in the hall of Jiuqiao that exceed the specifications of the tomb of King Jiulong. It seems that the things in it must be very important and supreme.

Ji Wenhui looked at the tall door hole and said softly: "It's too illogical. How could there be a building that surpasses the tomb of the emperor? Could that the emperor's bedroom be a fake tomb? This is the real tomb?"

I pondered for a moment, shook my head and replied, "I don't think this is the place where the sacred stones are stored. You know, the Blood Demon clan regards the sacred stones as their treasures, and it is also their source of life. It is not impossible to place the sacred stones above the emperor. Besides, the remote borders of the Western Regions are completely different from the folk customs of the Central Plains. Have you forgotten the houses on the ground, and aren't they also built inconsistently? Then it is very possible that the buildings here do not play according to common sense."

After hearing me, Ji Wenhui suddenly looked at me in surprise. Then she smiled and chuckled softly while wiping the sweat on my cheeks: "Your analytical ability is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that I, as a teacher, can't be long."

Since entering the city, I have been fighting and killing all the way, either in a turbulent way or in a terrifying way. Ji Wenhui and I didn't say a few words in total. At this time, under such a dilemma, being able to hear her soft jokes and seeing her sweet smile is undoubtedly the greatest encouragement and comfort for me.

Looking at her originally beautiful face full of haggard expression, I suddenly felt an unspeakable sorrow in my heart. This woman has changed too much for me and paid too much for me. If I can escape this time, I will be with her for the rest of my life and will never let her suffer any grievances.

I swear silently in my heart, and at the same time I smiled knowingly at her: "Teacher, you still have to continue to be a person. I have a lot of things to learn from you. Not only do you have to be a person now, but you have to be a person in the future, and you have to be a person for the rest of your life."

Ji Wenhui naturally understood the meaning of my words. She was stunned for a moment, then she felt dizzy in her pretty face, lowered her head, and was trying to say something to me, but she heard the prince coughing loudly beside her, "Hey! What's wrong with me? You two really treat me as air? Didn't you deliberately squeeze me?" As he said that, he walked forward a few steps, winked at the bearded man and said, "Dede, Lao Hu, let's go in first. I guess the couple are planning to settle the house with me here..."

Ji Wenhui's little face was already pink. When the prince said this, her cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She screamed shyly, raised the flashlight and pretended to hit the prince. The prince did not feel any difficulty in carrying Ding Yi on his back. He laughed and took the bearded man as a shield, and still chuckled at Ji Wenhui.

However, this scene that should have been harmonious and cheerful made me inadvertently discover an amazing scene. Just as Ji Wenhui waved the flashlight and hit the prince, the flashlight drew an arc from top to bottom. When the flashlight passed the top of the door, I suddenly saw a figure hanging in the air ten meters high. Although I just glanced at it, I was immediately frightened because the figure floating in the air had no head.

I couldn't wait to take a closer look, and suddenly yelled: "Get back quickly! There is a ghost!" Then I snatched up and grabbed Ji Wenhui's arm, "Tengteng" took a few steps back and then stopped.

The bearded man and the prince were both relaxed their vigilance because of the joke just now. Suddenly, they suddenly saw my face change drastically and then made a backward move in a hurry. They also realized that something big must have happened. Fortunately, they both reacted quickly and hurriedly followed me several meters away. Then they lifted their swords and concentrated their minds, and in an instant they set up a defensive formation.

As soon as he stood still, the prince asked me in a suspicious tone: "My last name is Xie, you are telling the truth, are you teasing me? I want to divert our attention and break the trouble between you and Wenhui, right?"

I was still sweating coldly, so I was in a state of disagreement with him. So I put my index finger on my mouth, made a ban on sound, and then slowly raised the flashlight in my hand, moving the light column up little by little to the dome position inside the door opening.

When the light shone about one meter away from the dome, suddenly, two dry human legs suddenly appeared in our sight. Then we moved the light up a little and saw the whole body. The dark brown skin, shriveled body, and the uneven neck were empty, and the entire body of the headless corpse was indeed suspended in the air.

Seeing this horrifying scene, Ji Wenhui couldn't help but feel that she could not help but hear her cry out with a "ah", closing her eyes tightly, and never dared to look at the weird floating corpse again.

The prince and I were also in shock and let out a low voice, and suddenly felt a chill that rushed to our heads. The scene in front of us was indeed too incredible. No matter how much we guessed, we would never have expected that a headless floating corpse would appear in this demon cave full of blood demons. Is this the trick of the blood demon? Or is there really a fierce ghost?

The bearded man was also frightened by the creepy corpse and couldn't speak. He stared at the top and did not dare to be careless. Then he spread his arms and blocked us all behind his body.

I knew that the prince had a lot of knowledge about gods and ghosts, so I asked him quietly: "Is this thing a ghost?"

The prince hesitated for a moment when he looked at the floating corpse, and then murmured: "Maybe...it may be a zombie...I have heard people say that three years after a person dies, if his skin does not rot, and after the sun and moon, his skin and flesh will shrink into the bones, and then red tendons will grow outside the bones, and then white hair will grow. Five hundred years later, white hair will turn into black hair, and in another five hundred years, it will turn into golden hair. However, it is not enough to turn into golden hair. It has to be practiced for another thousand years to grow a pair of wings. This thing becomes a divine beast, called the Golden Retriever Roar. Look at the body of this thing is red, but it may be just red hair Roar."

As soon as I heard the name of the Golden Retriever, I immediately remembered something and asked him in a low voice: "Did you all hear people say? Did you watch "Journey to the West"? Why do I remember Guanyin's mount called Golden Retriever?"

The prince gave me a blank look and said, "You know what you can do. Can "Journey to the West" have the details? "Journey to the West" tell you how the golden retriever roar changed?" As he said that, he became embarrassed again, scratched his chin and said to himself, "But... why is this thing without a head? Even the head is gone, so how can it be more roaring."

After saying that, he suddenly touched his waist and took out the six-sided seal and the Bagua Mirror. Then he held the six-sided seal and made several complicated gestures, and then he looked at the Bagua Mirror a few times. Then he touched his hands and smashed the Bagua Mirror with the six-sided seal. Then he shouted at the floating corpse: "God, let me go!" As he said that, he shook his arm with one arm, and the six-sided seal was smashed out like a flying stone.

I don’t know why he was completely different when he was "subduing demons and catching monsters". Not only was he full of righteousness, but his skills were also extraordinary. His complicated movements were already dazzled by me. Now he threw the six-sided seals out, and then he saw the square seal running straight towards the abdomen of the floating corpse. With a "puff" sound, it actually hit the other party’s belly.

But when it hit, it was hit. As soon as the six-sided seal touched the body of the floating corpse, it flashed and disappeared out of thin air. However, the floating corpse was still hanging in the air, and its body began to shake slightly one after another.

The prince was immediately shocked, and he only pointed at the floating corpse and shouted: "Retreat quickly! I swallowed all my magic weapons, I can't deal with them!" As he said that, he planned to turn around and run away.

However, I pulled his arm and stopped him from moving around, and at the same time I locked my eyes on the floating corpse and fell into deep thought.

After watching for a while, I saw that the floating corpse did not do anything other than shaking, and gradually figured out the reason for the incident.

So I took a few deep breaths to calm my mood, then patted the bearded man on the shoulder and said, "Follow me, I know what's going on."

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I am different from those authors who write novels. They can be imaginative, but I need to be realistic. There are many things that cannot be made up, and I cannot write them randomly without thinking.

In fact, every day's updates consumed a lot of energy. If you calculate it in time, it would take about 5 hours. I thought, wording, writing, writing, writing, checking, modifying, and modifying, all of this is done by me alone. To be honest, such mental labor is already my limit.

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