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Chapter three hundred and ninety nine

During the period when everyone was trimming, Hulu took a few guys to deal with Hulu's body. Chen Zhi and the other two returned to the room. Ghost Knife used the quick-acting ointment in the first aid kit to apply to his wounds, and then bandaged his arms.

Professor Liao's niece was named Liao Tingting. After being frightened just now, she was scolded by Professor Liao again. Now she was a little scared and looked at Chen Zhi and others with her eyes curled up on the corner of the wall and did not speak.

Pang Wei quickly took this opportunity to show his care and considerateness, constantly comforting Liao Tingting, and even chatted about how many fights he had fought, how many dangers he had experienced, how many zombies he had bravely fought, and how many thugs he had blown up like a dungeon warrior, telling Liao Tingting to rest assured that he could protect her. The few monsters in the cellar just now were just a little bit of it.

After hearing this, Liao Tingting really believed it. In this environment that needed a sense of security, she immediately became dependent on the fat Wei Baishi student.

When the Ghost Knife was bandaging the wound, Chen Zhi asked the Ghost Knife. When he went down to save the hammer, he saw what was going on in the cave below.

Ghost Knife replied that because the speed just now was very fast, it was basically jumping with the help of the reflection of the wall, and the details below were not clearly seen.

But he can confirm two things,

First, the air below is very bad and extremely cold. You must not expose any skin, otherwise the air there will burn people like sulfuric acid. Second, the monster below is really powerful, and I guess a few strong men can't pull her. It's a real monster...

When Fat Wei heard them talking about the women underground, he suddenly turned around and asked Chen Zhi.

"By the way, Orange, you know a lot. Do you know what these ghost women are? How can they live in underground caves? And you don't need to inhale oxygen? It's really evil.

Just now, when we heard the tone of the old lady Zheng, they seemed to be monsters who have been here since ancient times, with a very humble identity and have always been despised by gods. They should be monsters and monsters, right?"

Chen Zhi sat aside and heard Pang Wei's words and replied in a low voice.

"Their ancestors were actually not ghosts, they were gods!"

"Wait a minute? Listen to your tone, do you really know what those ghosts are? Tell me quickly."

Pang Wei heard what Chen Zhi said and asked immediately.

"I'm just guessing, I can't be sure yet," Chen Zhi cleared his throat and replied.

"Oh! If you know the source of those monsters, don't keep it in your mouth. Tell me as soon as possible. Fat Master will have a clear idea of ​​it!" Fat Wei urged anxiously.

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"I also guessed from their gender, and the characteristics of sleeping in cold caves."

Chen Zhi looked at the people around him, lit a cigarette and said.

"I suspect that these things are actually the legendary drought.

"Drought worms are the legendary monsters that can cause drought. This kind of thing was described in "The Book of Songs? Daya? Yunhan", saying that they are "drought worms are abused, like burning."

In fact, in the most primitive legend, Drought Ba is not only not a monster, but also a celestial girl, and the daughter of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi. In the past, when Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi fought against Chiyou, Chiyou had heavy rains and floods, swallowing Huangdi's army. Huangdi could not resist, so he transferred his daughter "Bi" to help him.

"Bi" was a drought god at that time. She looked extremely ugly, with a bald head without hair, and her eyes were on her head. She was wearing a green gown and emitted extremely high heat all over her body. In the short term, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the scorching sun was in the sky.

Flashes of heat attacked Chiyou's army, making Chiyou's army feel like it was in a stove, and thus was defeated.

After Huangdi won, he forgot his daughter.

The poor Tiannv, after helping her father complete the task of dispelling wind and rain, was greatly reduced because of the excessive heat and the divine power, and she could no longer return to heaven and gods. She had to wander around the earth. Wherever she went, there was no rain, and it was barren. The people hated her very much, called her a drought-ba ghost, and tried every means to expel her and seal her in the extremely cold place.

These are the most ancient legends, and many of them have probably been greatly exaggerated. However, the custom of burning and killing drought bars and seeking rain has never ended since ancient times.

In ancient times, people were ignorant and always depended on women about the rain. If there was no rain or drought in that place all year round, they would think that there was a drought in this place and they had to find a few unlucky women who were tortured and forced to confess to it, and they would only be considered as a drought after being burned to death.

During the Han Dynasty, there was a case of a dancer asking for rain. At that time, the Central Plains had a severe drought, and it was useless to try to ask for rain. At this time, some people estimated that a large number of drought-hard witches appeared in the Central Plains, and all of them needed to be massacred and rained from heaven. So the old emperor ordered people to search for tens of thousands of young women, drove them to specific places, set up altars to make them sing, dance, cry, and then burned them to sacrifice to the gods to seek rain.

There are countless such things in China from ancient times to the present, and it has not been better until the founding of the People's Republic of China. Even now, I still hear that some old villages in the mountains will scold the widows in the village for drought and lynch their lynchings if they don't rain for many years.

"Wait~~Wait~~", Fat Wei interrupted when he heard this.

"These women you just mentioned are all ordinary women who were wronged into drought, but I see that the master under the cellar is not wronged, so they are..."

"I only saw some information in Jiang's library."

Chen Zhi continued to say after taking a breath of cigarette,

"There is a book in the library that the Bahru was indeed a god in his early days, but she later disappeared for some reason. From the Warring States Period to the Han Dynasty, the captured drought-bahru women were basically homeless women, including some talented women and demigods, who were ravaged and tortured in the altar for men to have fun, and then placed in the wilderness and burned to death with wildfire. This cruel and absurd sacrifice was very popular at that time.

Later, some people discovered that some drought-bag girls were not burned to death. They were like ghosts and were extremely powerful. They wandered naked in the wilderness and lived in cold and cold places at night. They were emitting huge heat all over, and they liked to find men to have a pregnancy, then killed the men, raised the girls when they gave birth to a girl, and gave birth to a boy as food, which really turned into ghosts.

But the book sneered at this monster, and there are not many records, only these few sentences."

"So that's the case! Damn it! I'm asking those ancient people to fuck me. Isn't this a good person to make a good living? Or is it better for our new society, like me, Fat Wei, cares the most about us women."

After Pang Wei finished speaking, he looked at Liao Tingting beside him with a flattering look.

After Chen Zhi smoked a cigarette, the wound of the ghost knife had been treated. After everyone's conditioning for a while, everyone's emotions had completely stabilized. Although the technicians did not dare to approach the backyard, they also sat quietly in the front yard and stopped smashing the door crazy.

At this time, Chen Zhi asked Gui Dao, "How is it, can you do it?"

The Ghost Knife moved his burned arm and nodded to Chen Zhi and said.

"no problem!"

"Okay!" Chen Zhi said to Fat Wei beside him.

"Let's go down now!"

The three of them stood up and walked to the entrance of the cellar again. They saw that the iron gate below was sealed tightly by Chen Zhi's spell, without any movement.

Pang Wei was still in the forefront. He first asked Hulu and several friends to point a submachine gun at the iron gate below, ready to shoot at any time. Then he drew out two pistols, put two shuttles of stone-controlled bullets on it, and pointed them at Chen Zhi below and said.
Chapter completed!
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