That night, the squeal of the prairie wolf never appeared again, and Doji still went out to find food alone. The next morning, the rain stopped. Doji lay about one meter away from Luo Fei, and his hair was half dry and half wet.

I also heard Xian'er say that that night, Doji drank away from the wolf pack coming to the hill. She also told me that the cave where we live was the wolf king's nest.

That was the first time I encountered a rainy day on the grassland, and it was the first time I heard the clamor of a wolf, and it was so close to the wolf pack.

I felt that this time the journey might not be as smooth as the last time. The heavy rain and wolves seemed to be signs before the storm came.

The afternoon we left the wolf cave, we entered a foggy area.

These fogs are not water mist, and they don’t feel wet when walking in the fog. I remember that the last time I entered the fog area, I didn’t feel particularly uncomfortable, but this time I walked in the fog, my vision was blocked by the thick fog, and I felt uncontrollably irritated.

I tried to recite the Three Corpse Art silently to calm myself down, but the Three Corpse Art no longer worked. I felt that there seemed to be a force affecting our minds. Not only me, but others who were walking with me were also affected. Even our horses seemed to be less obedient than usual.

The only one that was not affected was Dorje.

After walking in the heavy fog for two days, a pile of small stones built with pebbles appeared in my sight, and there were still windmills stuck on it like in the past.

However, now these windmills have only skeletons left. Occasionally, you can see the remaining colored paper on the wooden strips weaving into thin frames. They are trembling violently with the wind. No one knows when they will fall off the skeleton and be taken to a place where no one knows.

The appearance of these windmills made me feel a very strong sense of death.

But this feeling continues.

When I was about to reach Xiaotian Mountain, I heard the ringing ringing in the wind again. I remember the last time I heard this ringing, I felt a peaceful and calmness, but this time, the ringing was no longer crisp, giving people a very hoarse feeling, which made me feel nervous.

My intuition told me that something must have happened on the Little Tianshan Mountain.

Duoji seemed to feel that the little Tianshan Mountain is extraordinary today. On the way behind, it accelerated its pace and led us to speed without stopping.

When the Xiaotian Mountain appeared in front of me again, the mountain that exuded a strong breath of death up and down made my heart sink.

Nowadays, the grassland is full of fresh green, but the originally lush little Tianshan Mountain is now covered with dead grass. The houses built with pebbles on the mountain look like they are covered with a layer of gray and dirty.

At the foot of Xiaotian Mountain, the ancient tree that cracked from the middle has completely lost its vitality. The bark looks very crisp and seems to be scattered with a slight touch. The last time we saw it, there were new green leaves on the branch, but now the branch has dried up and is bare on it.

The wind chimes hanging on the branches were also covered with rust. Under the urge of the wind, the sound of the wind chimes was no longer crisp, making hoarse sounds, just like a crow with a torn throat wailing.

My brows frowned tightly, Doji lay on the ground, staring at the house on the top of Xiaotian Mountain, and making a vigilant whine.

Xian'er said to me: "Doji said, there are unclean things in the house."

"I know." I nodded, turned over and dismounted, and quickly pulled out the green steel sword.

A few minutes ago I felt that there was a faint corpse gas entrenched in the big house where sensitivity was used to collect books.

At this time, Doji turned to me, and a long "purr" sound came from his throat.

I looked at Xian'er. Xian'er looked at Doji with some confusion, and then said to me: "Doji said, it can't go in with us."

I asked Doji: "Why?"

Xian'er explained to me next to him: "As long as the demon-subduing pestle in the tomb of Ksitigarbha does not move, it cannot come to disturb the sensitivity. This is also the rule in their tribe. Doji said that it will watch the horse here and wait for us to come back."

I sighed in my heart and said to Doji: "It may take us a long time to come back."

Doji looked into my eyes and purred in his throat.

Xian'er translated for it: "It will wait here for half a year. If we haven't come out at that time, it will find someone else."

Half a year? It's really long enough.

I didn't say anything else, but became calm and held the green steel sword backwards and touched the top of Xiaotian Mountain.

I opened my eyes completely and carefully sensed the surrounding Qi field. In addition to the corpse energy in the room, there was another even larger corpse energy one or two kilometers away from here.

The two Qi fields have the same characteristics, that is, the purity is very low and it is relatively scattered, so it is difficult to completely condense together.

Even the corpse energy on the white-haired zombie and purple zombie is more stable than the ones in front of you. What exactly is there in the room?

While thinking about this, I had already arrived at the door of the room. The door was covered in vain. I pushed it gently, and the door panel slowly slid open with a long sound of "squeak-ah--".

Liu Shangang picked up his pistol as soon as possible, and the muzzle was aimed at the room where the lights were flashing.

I quickly looked inside, and felt nothing unusual, so I took a step and walked in.

The windows of the house were broken, and the wind blew in from outside, plucking the chandeliers hanging from the roof.

The light bulb was on, and the light rope in the corner of the wall had broken. Under the shaking lights, the corners of the room were bright and dark. I saw a bookshelves completely collapsed, and various books were scattered all over the ground. The desk in the center of the room also had a broken leg and tilted crookedly on the ground.

Squeak, squeak...

When the chandelier was shaking, I made a slight noise. I walked over the books on the ground and leaned in the direction of the inner room. The corpse gas came from there.

Liu Shangang pointed to the door of the inner room and whispered to me: "There is a voice."

I nodded, leaned over the door, pressed the door panel with a green steel sword, and tried to push it away.

But the door was locked from the inside, and I added a little force but didn't push it open.

Just as I was trying to push the door, there was a rumbling sound of footsteps on the other side of the door, and something was walking inside.

I can basically be sure that the thing on the other side of the door is the evil corpse, but can't it sense the yang energy in our body? Why is it so calm?

I touched my chin, then raised the green steel sword and gently tapped the door panel twice.

A crisp knock sound was immediately made on the door panel. When the evil corpse on the opposite side heard the sound, it immediately became manic. I heard it quickly walk to the door, and then there were bursts of rapid impact on the door opposite. As the door was hit, there was also a sound of metal shaking on the other side. It should be that the door lock was shaking.

"Skinny Monkey, break the door!" I shouted at Liu Shangang, who immediately put the wall on the wall and shot the door panel with one shot.

After the bullet penetrated the wooden door panel, the sound of metal hitting it, and it hit the lock at the door.

After that, I saw that the door panel was shaking suddenly became very violent, and I immediately realized that the lock was opened, so I raised my foot and kicked it on the door.

I could feel something was pressing against the door, and while I was kicking the door panel, it also flew out of the door panel.

The door panel split in half hit the ground, and a strange-shaped evil corpse appeared in my sight.

The blue veins on its face and neck burst out, there was no white in its eyes, only a black air, and its dry hair was pressed against its scalp like hard grass, and the skin exposed outside the clothes showed a blue-gray color similar to a cement wall.

It is not a white-haired zombie or a purple zombie. There is no relevant record of such an evil zombie examination even in the "Walking Cell Examination".

When I saw it, it also saw me.

It quickly got up from the ground and rushed towards me without a sound. I was not polite, and used the technique of carrying a corpse to guide the Qi field of the Black Water Corpse Coffin into the Qinggang Sword, then waved the sword body and slapped the cover of its heavenly spirit with one sword.

In just one moment, the corpse on its body was photographed apart.

But it did not rot as quickly as I imagined, but fell to the ground and its body twitched violently.

It was only then that I remembered the identity of this evil corpse during his lifetime. It was the killer who had been lurking beside Mindu.

After a full minute, it stopped twitching, its stiff body gradually softened, and the stench gradually spread in the small room.

Liang Houzai frowned and walked to me, saying to me, "What kind of evil corpse is this? I have never seen it before."

"The corpse energy is very light, weaker than the white-haired zombie and the purple zombie... If you guessed correctly, this is a living zombie." As I said this, I glanced at the door panel that fell on the ground.

The door panel cracked in half, and half turned over when it landed, facing upwards on the side of the room.

I saw a lot of scratches on the half door panel, and then looked at Waa's hand. The flesh on the tips of her fingers was already ragged, her finger bones were exposed, and she had no idea where her nails were going.

When I knocked on the door just now, Waa kept hitting the door with her body, so I guess that the scratches on the door were completely left behind by him turning into evil corpses. In this small room, he experienced pain that ordinary people could not imagine.

Liang Houzai's brows frowned even more: "Someone has trained Waa into an evil corpse."

I nodded: "There is only this explanation for the time being. There is no corpse gas on the mountain. Let's check it separately to see if we can find traces of sensitivity."

As I spoke, I quickly left the house and walked towards a cobblestone house near the foot of the mountain.

I am a group of myself, Liu Shangang and Liang Houzai, Xian'er and Luo Fei's group of them, and the five of them were divided into three groups and searched on this small hill.

Judging from the situation of Waa, he must have become an evil corpse not long ago.

I felt very guilty. If I had dealt with the chaos of the grave, I would not make any bullshit papers, but would have arrived here as soon as possible. Maybe the sensitivity is still here, but now, I know that the sensitivity is likely to be gone.

No one knows whether he is dead or alive.

Like the house on the top of the mountain, each cobblestone house was filled with all kinds of books. I checked three houses in a row, and they were all covered with dust. It was obvious that no one had been in for a long time.

When I walked out of the third house, I heard Liu Shangang's shouting: "Brother Dao, there is something wrong."

At that time, he was in the house on the hillside on the left. He stood in front of the window, shouting and waved at me. I rushed over. As soon as I entered the door, Liu Shangang stuffed me a note: "It was left by Sensitivity."

I saw the note saying: "After passing the secret passage, you will be the mountain gate.——Sensitivity"

Liang Houzai said to me, "This note should be a code that sensitivity specifically leaves us. However, his small movement seemed to have been discovered, and this note was incomplete."
Chapter completed!