Chapter 400 Ghost Lord

Yin Hui ignored the scalpel because he knew that this guy liked to say something unreasonable, even if there was a gun pointing at his head.

He glanced at Coledonan and asked, "Coledonan, how do you think you came to this place? Is it the same as a scalpel?"

Cole Daunan nodded in agreement.

"It's strange. What kind of spell was used to transfer people and still remain unconscious?" He shook his head and sighed, unable to understand this.

Even if anesthetic is injected, it should have a vague impression after such a long period of trouble, but their brains are blank, as if they have been pulled away by someone... It is impossible to draw away a person's memory in this world.

"Perhaps, I already know the answer." The ghost stood up from his seat, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

His words made everyone on the scene stunned, looking at the mysterious guy Ghost Shadow curiously. Yin Hui looked at him in a daze and asked in a hurry: "Ghost Shadow, what's going on? Tell me."

"Touch the back of your head, is there a small purple bump?" The ghost said slowly, slowly, staring at the floor with a little decadent look.

"Ah, Ghost Shadow, what you are talking about..." Shan Daofeng covered her mouth because she refused to believe it, staring at Ghost Shadow with surprise: "No, the people in the Dragon Team won't do that."

"Except for the means that only the Dragon Team has, I can't think of other means that they have been dead for a while." The ghost shook his head helplessly and sat down.

After hearing him say that, Yin Hui hurriedly kept Tang Yan's neck and asked her to lower her head gently. Sure enough, he saw a small purple bump, which was very small, and he would not have noticed it if he didn't look carefully.

Even when you find out, you just think that he is just a pimple, although it is purple.

"Ah? What's going on?" the scalpel asked anxiously while touching the back of his head.

"I have it too? What is this?"

"When did I get a little bump? Why don't I know?"

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The scene was a little messy, and everyone was talking about Xiaotu.

Yin Hui raised his hand to calm the scene down, then looked at the ghost and asked seriously: "Ghost, what's going on? Why are there such small bumps? What exactly is that kind of small bump?" He looked at him with a look of surprise, and everyone also put a look of desire at him.

"Skeleton, tell me." The ghost looked at the skeleton and said. He was worried that they might not understand even if they said his clumsy language, so he asked the skeleton to speak.

The skeleton cleared his throat, stood up automatically, and said, "Actually, this is an anesthetic drug that only our Dragon Team has. Of course, it is too polite to say that he is anesthetic drug, because this anesthetic drug only requires a little bit to anesthetize a person for three or four days. During these four days, except for heartbeat and some basic physiological activities, people have no consciousness at all, just like a dead person. Therefore, this anesthetic drug is also called a zombie drug, because once a person is contaminated, he will become a zombie, although it only takes three days. But if you use it too much, you will become a zombie for the rest of your life."

The skeleton patiently explained to them, looking at the colorful expressions on their faces, he even proudly announced: "I have a credit for the invention of this medicine."

After he finished speaking, everyone was silent. I never expected that there was such a powerful medicine in the world. They all stared at each of them, looking at me, and I looked at you.

"So, how did he inject it into the human body?" After a long time, Yin Hui suddenly asked.

"Because this drug only requires a tiny dose, it will not be injected manually, but will be injected with specially raised mosquitoes. As long as the mosquito bites you, you will be poisoned." The skeleton proudly announced to them: "A little bit, only a little bit?"

“…”

Everyone was shocked. Why is there such a wonderful thing in the world? They actually use mosquitoes as weapons?

This weapon is much stronger than guns and ammunition, because there are still people who can avoid guns and ammunition, but what about this kind of mosquito? No one can avoid mosquitoes, and it is even difficult to find the existence of a mosquito. Even if it is discovered, who will remember that this mosquito is so strongly toxic?

"This kind of mosquito was specially cultivated by our dragon team. Because there is no humanitarianism, only few people know this secret. There are even fewer people who can use mosquito repellent techniques. Only a few guardians and our Dragon King's personal guards know it." The skeleton was a little frowning at this moment: "Who is it that actually used this poison on his own people and sent you here?" After saying that, he fell into deep thought and thought about what was going on. But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with it, so he had to give up this inexplicable idea.

"Only a few people in the Dragon Team can use this poison?" Yin Hui thought about this sentence, and finally remembered the names of the two people, Uncle Long and the nephew of the Dragon King, Long Qian.

Could it be that these two people were the ones? Because in Yin Hui's impression, they only had some grudges with these two people, but that was just a quarrel. There was no deep hatred to destroy the nine clans.

Yin Hui thought hard, but this matter was messy in his mind and he couldn't think of any reason. He had to close his eyes and try to clarify a clue, but no matter how he sorted out his clue, he could only shake his head with a wry smile.

"Is it Long Qian?" Scalpel looked at Yin Hui and asked.

"After hearing this, Kordonan nodded and expressed his agreement with the scalpel.

"Maybe, you are thinking too much." Dan Dao Feng said coldly: "Although Long Qian has conflicts with you, he is not a villain and will not do that kind of thing secretly. Although Long Qian and I have some grudges, I understand him. I am not exonerating him."

Single-Dao Feng's eyes were dull and stared at the floor.

"That's it." He thought for a while and said, "If this is the case, don't even think about who brought us here. Have a good rest first. We will find our way out tomorrow. What do you think?"

Yin Hui's words were approved by many people, and they all raised their hands to agree. Especially the people from the Scalpel Huanghelou, who had already yawned, and after he said this, everyone agreed.

According to convention, today it should be the skeleton watch update. Yin Hui originally wanted to fight for it, but he knew that Ghost would not believe in his watch update, and he only believed in the people he believed in.

Since they are so stupid, there is nothing to say, and Skeleton is also a master, so he will definitely be able to detect the danger.

Although the room was not big, they didn't dare to separate. They simply found some dry straw in this small room and slept on the ground and slept with clothes.

Yin Hui couldn't fall asleep for a long time, looking at the bright moon outside the window, planning how to find the exit.

Tang Yan in his arms fell asleep in a drowsy way, and his breathing sound was as clear as water. A fragrant smell penetrated into his nostrils. He took a deep breath and felt the fragrance wandering freely in his lungs, intoxicating it again and again.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Maybe, he should go to the north to take a look tomorrow, he thought so.

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When the sun broke out, the skeleton who had been watching the update stretched out and shouted: "The sun shone in the sky, the flowers smiled at me, and the bird said, "Asia, why are you carrying a small schoolbag?"

The skeleton's voice woke everyone up. Seeing the man with a treacherous back and waist singing this nursery rhyme, the scene was very funny.

Yin Hui pulled out his numb arms from under Tang Yan's neck, shook them twice, and confirmed that blood had entered his arms, so he stopped moving. After taking a look at the room, more than a dozen people had already gotten up, except for Aju who was still leaning against the wall because of her physical weakness, looking at them with anger.

"Yin Hui, let's go out to find an exit today." The scalpel covered his croaking stomach and said, "I don't have to eat breakfast here."

Yin Hui nodded and walked out of the room. The vast endless fields, the fresh air and the intoxicating beautiful mountains and waters in the distance were all so beautiful.

But if you notice it carefully, you will find the weirdness of this place. First of all, there are no insects and birds singing here, and there are no traces of people elsewhere, just like the silence of the end of the world.

Staying in this environment for too long can torture people alive.

He looked north, which seemed to be green mountains and clear waters, and it sounded occasionally that there were birds singing.

He frowned, then looked at the ghost and said, "Ghost, do you think we'll go to the mountains to the north to see it? I seemed to hear birds crying there, maybe it was the exit."

The ghost looked at the north side, and seemed to have not noticed any danger, so he nodded happily to agree.

Since both of them agreed, the team set out. In front was a mountain that didn't seem to be very high, and it was not so lush and the slope was not that steep. It should be easy to climb up.

There is no road from the mountain village to that place, and they can only walk along the mud and weeds.

Yin Hui was very curious about this. Since they could see such strong resources on the mountain range on the back, why did they not want to come up to this mountain? There was not even a single footprint.

He looked back at Aju and asked, "Aju, do you know why the villagers didn't come to this mountain? Do you have any concerns?"

Aju thought about it, then shook her head: "I don't know, the villagers don't seem to have any regulations not to come up to this mountain, but no one still goes up the mountain."

"Oh? You haven't come before?" he asked curiously.

"No." Aju shook his head: "I dare not go up the mountain myself.

"Oh." He responded, then glanced at the mountain again.

At this moment, the mountain seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze under the thick fog, which made Yin Hui feel a little intoxicated.

"Yin Hun." Huang Helou next to him touched Yin Hun's arm: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" He looked at Huang Helou in confusion and asked in surprise.

"I said you were staring at the mountain like a beautiful woman, without even blinking your eyelids. Could it be that you were confused by this mountain, right?"

"You've thought too much," he said, shaking his head.

When they finally appeared at the foot of the mountain, they realized that the mountain was so tall that they could not even see the end at first glance.

Yin Hui looked at the group of people behind him with a wry smile and said, "A Ju, Tang Yan, don't climb, you two, it's very steep. If there is any danger... Ke Daonan, you can protect them, don't go. If we find a way out, we will come back and be yours."

Ke Daonan looked at Tang Yan and Aju reluctantly, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Aju nodded repeatedly, as if she had no intention of crawling. But Tang Yan was a little hesitant. She didn't want to leave Yin Hui, as if it were within, it would make her feel insecure.

Under his repeated comfort, she had no choice but to agree, watching Yin Hui and others gradually disappear into the thicker and thicker fog, and followed Aju back to the village.

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Slap,

In a relatively hidden small bamboo forest on the Nanshan Mountain, a middle-aged woman stood at the door in a simple manner and gently knocked on the small bamboo door.

"Who?" A lazy and hoarse voice came from inside.

"Ghost Lord, it's me." The woman standing outside responded.

"Oh, it turns out to be Cuihua." The hoarse voice inside said suddenly, "Come in."

With the permission of the ghost master, Cuihua finally pushed the door open and entered. There was mottled sunlight in the room through the loophole on the roof, which was the only lighting item in this small bamboo room.

"Ghost Lord, it's time to change you a comfortable room." Cuihua said kindly.

"Not busy." The ghost master exuded a kind smile on his face: "It's not too late to move your nest after I take revenge."

"The ghost master's bedroom tastes the gall, I believe this will definitely succeed." Cuihua said as she flattered the ghost master.

"Haha, I'll lend you a good word." The wrinkled chrysanthemum on the ghost master's face finally stretched out: "Tell me, what happened this time?"

"The old ninth in the village next door is really a person sent by the CIA." Cuihua said gritting her teeth: "Damn it, it's all my fault that he actually lurked under our noses for so long." She knelt on one knee: "Please punish the ghost master."

"Punishment? Why should I punish you?" The ghost master said with a smile on his face: "It's too late for me to reward you. You are very smart to let the village chief be your puppet so that they won't find your head. This is a very smart way, and I will reward you."

"Ah? Thank you Ghost Lord!" Cuihua thanked him with ecstasy.
To be continued...