My Simping System Chapter 127: Caravan manifest (below)

On the second basement level, the rancid, damp and musty smell in the vast hall has become even heavier. The strong smell of dead corpses has evolved into highly poisonous.

Mu Qingxue frowned slightly, and took a veil to cover her mouth and nose, which made her feel better.

Looking around, there is still a sea of ​​corpses and blood, faintly white bones everywhere. Around the wall, there are more sleeping monsters, but they are unable to move due to the restraint and fall into a deep sleep.

"There are at least thousands of dead bodies...what the **** is this place!"

Mu Qingxue was extremely shocked in her heart.

She probably regretted agreeing to Ye An's coming, but when she thought about the empress praying for Xi, she, with complex thoughts, held up an inexplicable force and continued to go deeper.

At the end of the hall, there is also an altar.

In the stone wall behind the altar, there is a relaxing wall painting: a towering tree.

Across the boundless blood and bones, before coming to the altar here.

Mu Qingxue found that there were many scrolls piled up on the stone platform beside her.

"It's a scroll again..."

She couldn't help complaining.

In this huge underground altar, we have witnessed such a bleak scene before we can find much news about the seal of Zhongzhou. Because of being in the quiet sea, there are no people from the temple here to clean up.

Complaining, she complained, but she still took out one of the scrolls, unfolded it, and looked at it carefully--

"Purchase Order."

"Pray for the year of 2199, January 17th, accept 20 people..."

Mu Qingxue frowned and put the scroll down, "It's still the so-called'receipt list.' But in time, it was about twenty years ago."

She put the scroll away and put it in her storage space.

Next, take out the next scroll and slowly spread it out——

"Pray for the calendar of February, 201, July 16, tester: Zhou Yunfeng."

"The fit with the tree of built wood: 10%."

"Remarks: After the power of the stars is injected, the tester's flesh and blood will be rotten, and the spiritual veins will degenerate."

"Class: Ding inferior."

And beside the text, there are two portraits. These are Zhou Yunfeng's previous portraits, and the appearance of the only white bones left after the flesh and blood is eroded.

Mu Qingxue was stunned for a moment.

Immediately she took out the next scroll.

"July 22, Subject: Zhou Ye"

"The fit with the tree of built wood: 30%."

"Remarks: The blood veins are eroded, and the spiritual veins are degraded."

"Class: D-level is medium."

It is still the same portrait, and the skeleton of Yousen.

The stone platform next to the altar in the second underground floor is filled with countless scrolls of this kind.

"July 27th, subject: Yun Ling."

"..."

"Class: D-level is medium."

"On the first day of August, subject: Chen Jue"

"..."

Mu Qingxue flipped through many scrolls.

It was discovered that it was all the data of the experimenter, not only the few lines of text, but also more records about the life of the experimenter.

Mu Qingxue's eyes trembled, she was stunned for a long time, and said in a trembling tone: "The people of the New Moon Cult...Are they not experimenting with living people, for what? Is it to make them puppets?" /

"Because of the taboo, the puppet technique has long been broken. Secondly, it is not like the puppet technique..."

She called out storage space.

Shortly afterwards, all the scrolls in front of me were thrown into the storage space.

I don't know how many years of horror accumulated, and it has already been covered with dust.

But at this moment, Mu Qingxue suddenly realized that some of the scrolls were a little weird.

"This is..."

She took out the scrolls, picked one at random, and slowly spread it out——

"Ji Huang, Linggen Talent: Excellent"

"Xuanyuan's blood is mellow."

"Note: Excellent qualifications as a container."

Mu Qingxue stopped immediately.

The Ji family in Zhongzhou is one of the best families, even the people of the temple want to move them. If they want to move Ji Huang, they also need to consider the situation.

Here, the people of the New Moon Church have positioned it as an excellent container.

There is a scroll about Ji Huang, and I only wrote down these few lines of text. But there are more special scrolls that caught her attention.

She took out the next scroll again and opened it for review.

But the heavy weight of the text on it far exceeded her expectations——

"Chen Che, spiritual root talent: inferior"

"Born in the Chen family of the Northern Wilderness, a branch of the Lin family in Zhongzhou, with a bad spiritual root talent."

"Remarks: Suspected son of God's favor, strong luck, if it is forced to be used as a container, there may be accidents, so I will not consider it for the time being."

This is about Chen Che, and a portrait of him is attached later.

Mu Qingxue's thoughts went blank, and she took out the next scroll blankly.

"Ye An, Linggen Talent: Excellent"

"Born in the North Wilderness Village, a person of the Ye family, suspected to be descended from the first palace lord, this matter is doubtful."

"Note: Excellent qualifications as a container."

"Remark II: Because of being established as a holy son, you should not act rashly, temporarily"

Even Ye An is clearly written on the scroll.

Mu Qingxue was puzzled. Although there were only a few short jargons on it, the information that could be revealed was never known to her.

For example, it is suspected that the descendants of the first generation of palace lord...what does this count, and how did you know it?

Open the next scroll again.

Up to this point, the surprise in Mu Qingxue's heart reached its peak.

"Pray Xi, spiritual root talent: none"

"Born in the old Chen family in Zhongzhou, formerly known as Chen Xi, the Chen family joined the temple after the extermination of the clan. In the past, the goddess of the temple, the person who favored her majesty; today, the female emperor of the temple, the body of a demigod, is temporarily unknown."

"Remarks: The body of a demigod is squeezed out by the will of heaven and is determined by your majesty."

Mu Qingxue's hand holding the scroll even trembled. Her eyes were blank, and she hesitated for a long time before she came to her senses, just staring straight at the words in it.

That's the news about your majesty today, which is also recorded in the scroll.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the bronze hall and the ancient and mysterious Zhongzhou seal on the ceiling.

"IndoMTL.com~ who knows your Majesty’s life experience in this world are all dead, and there has never been more information about your Majesty in the Temple History."

"So, how exactly do the people of the New Moon Cultivator do it, how do they do it..."

Mu Qingxue's thoughts fell into a brief daze.

After a while, she suddenly became sober, her thoughts returned to reality, and she reached out to her own sound transmission stone.

……

Sunrise, sunset.

It's midnight.

Ye An looked sleepy and leaned heavily under the tree to perch.

Today is barely completing the four small formations. Tomorrow is the final time limit, and the remaining final formation needs to be completed within one day of tomorrow.

By then, the formation of the Heavenly Tribulation Array will be able to smoothly clean up the evil race soldiers, and will kill the remaining three hall masters who have joined the New Moon Church.

Fortunately, this is just a magical formation, there are tricks. If it were an ordinary method, it would never be possible to give Ye An ten years, let alone three short days.

Just then.

The sound transmission stone on his body has moved, and only Mu Qingxue can contact him with this.