Chapter 94: The Disappearance of Yangyang Village ………… "Shh, listen." The short man signaled everyone to be quiet. "Listen to what?" "Underground, in the soil..." Everyone fell silent. Sure enough, when the sky was still gray, the soil mixed with white fine sand under our feet began to loosen... At first glance, it looked like the fruits and vegetables that the farmer had worked so hard to grow were about to take root and sprout, but the solemn expression on the short man's face already told everyone what was going to happen next! ! "Gulu~~" The short man's Adam's apple moved obviously. I have been in this land of the dead for so many years, but every time the night falls, my heart can't help but beat violently. Even if I am not in the ancient capital, but fly to other cities, the uneasiness and panic will still appear at night. "Eat the gray garlic quickly!" the short man warned everyone.
Liu Ru was also very decisive and ate a piece of gray garlic directly. Only Mo Fan was still struggling. "Hesitation, sister!" Zhao Tingxi couldn't stand it anymore! Mo Fan was standing right in front of Zhao Tingxi. Zhao Tingxi walked up to him and pressed the gray garlic into Mo Fan's mouth, then covered his mouth tightly to prevent him from spitting out the gray garlic. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mo Fan felt very uncomfortable being choked by the gray garlic, but Zhao Tingxi was much stronger than him, and he couldn't break free from Zhao Tingxi's hand at all. His face turned the color of liver. It's just the result of holding it in! Zhao Tingxi was also convinced. Can you please consider the overall situation? It's just disgusting. What's the big deal? If you really provoke a powerful undead, you won't even have a place to cry! "Uh-oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~Uh-oh~~~~~~~!!!" Roars suddenly rose and fell, spreading all around him. Just as Zhao Tingxi was helping Mo Fan eat the gray garlic, a large patch of soil cracked open, revealing a huge tomb less than ten meters away from Mo Fan. The tomb must have been there for some time, and the stone bricks were all rotten. There were more than twenty half-corpses and half-skeletons lying scattered inside. As if they heard the cry of the falling head, they suddenly crawled out of the tomb with blood-red eyes! ! The skeletons were black in color, most of them were poisoned to death. Looking at the tools scattered around them, they were probably the burial companions of some ancient generals. Mo Fan originally thought that more than twenty skeletons were a lot, but who knew there was a cave under the tomb, and skeletons kept coming out of the cave, each of them was covered in blood and looked extremely hideous! There are several stone tombs like this around here, distributed around several people! Mo Fan broke free from Zhao Tingxi's hand and took a few bites of the gray garlic. His expression was as ugly as it could be. "Actually, this thing tastes pretty good after a few bites." The short man smiled disdainfully, glanced at the groups of skeletons around him, and said, "Let's get out of here quickly. This should be the tomb of a Qing Dynasty minister, with so many burials and craftsmen. , comparable to the burial ceremony of a king... These skeletons are not bad, we can handle it if they really want to fight, but I am afraid that there are old ministers in the tomb who were very powerful mages when they were alive, and they will turn into undead generals after death, which will be fatal. .” "Stay away from me when you talk." Mo Fan added. The effect of gray garlic is immediate. Even the undead will sometimes think that you haven't rinsed your mouth, and even those who are mysophobic will step out of the way for you. Soon, led by the short man, everyone arrived at Yangyang Village. "What's going on?" Zhao Tingxi turned around and looked at the short man. "I... I don't know what's going on." The short man's face changed and he turned his gaze to the strong man. The strong man's eyes were filled with astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it at all. There was not even a hut to be seen in that messy wooded land, let alone a village! But the strong man was like crazy. Even though there were still a few undead walking around there, he looked unconcerned.
"This map shows that Yangyang Village is indeed located in this location..." Liu Ru lowered her head to check the surrounding terrain. "Yes, yes, the map is correct. I didn't lie to you." The short man said hurriedly. "What about the village?" "I do not know either." From the distraught look of the strong man, it can be seen that this is indeed the location of Yangyang Village. "According to the map navigation, this is indeed Yangyang Village." Liu Ru also said. “Could it be possible that Weiju Village couldn’t escape the undead riot?” Mo Fan asked. "Maybe, maybe the new undead ruler doesn't give these indigenous residents much face..." After the Shawang River riot some time ago, the deathly aura around the ancient capital became extremely dense, and people in the industry said that the Age of the Undead was approaching. Therefore, at this time, the desire of the undead to move would be far greater than in previous years. "Let's keep going. If you use the garlic sparingly, there shouldn't be any problem." Asharuya said. "That's all we can do." The short man responded. He didn't prepare much gray garlic, and considering the time he spent resting in Yangyang Village, it was barely enough. However, Zhao Tingxi and Asharuya didn't need the gray garlic, so if he used it sparingly later, it should be enough. "It will be dawn in about an hour." The short man looked at his watch. “I’ve finally made it through this night!” Mo Fan moved his shoulders slightly. Ahead was a patch of loose soil, completely black, and the clouds in the sky were extremely dense, pressing down very low. “Rip it up~~~~~!!!!” Suddenly, a flash of pale lightning split open the narrow world, and suddenly the oppressive black sky and the blackness of the continuous earth were illuminated, making people feel like they were walking in an endless black box. The air had become thick and heavy at some point, and with the constant rumbling of thunder in the clouds, drops of rain as big as beans fell down, hitting the ground so hard that they could splash up a ball of small mud flowers! "Num, it's raining!!" The short man suddenly cursed. As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy rain drifted down, white lightning flashed across, and the reflection of the rain on the sky and the earth became a dense patchwork. The rain was intense and the soft soil was washed away, making it muddy as soon as you stepped on it. Lightning struck again, and suddenly a blood-red mark washed by the rain in front of everyone came into view. Blood flowed by their feet, which was extremely horrifying. Unfortunately, the rain was so dense that no one could see clearly ahead, so for a moment they didn't know whether to eat the gray garlic or not. "Go quickly, the rain will wash away the gray garlic smell!" The strong man reminded everyone at this time. “In other words, gray garlic cannot be used on rainy days?” Mo Fan asked. "Correct!" “Is there no water mage in the team?” Mo Fan asked. Unfortunately, no one answered. …………
(End of this chapter)
