Origin Chapter 240: Beasts
"The Zombie King of Ten Thousand Years?" The short warrior frowned.
"That's right, the zombie king is ferocious and devours people. Many passers-by have been buried in its belly before. We, the chivalrous master of the mountain, specially invited friends to come here tonight to bring it down. Hurry up and go. , don't come forward, you will lose your life." The speaker wrinkled his nose and winked, speaking vividly.
Wu Zhongyuan doesn't know whether the short warrior believes it or not, but he doesn't believe it. Even if he lies, he has to rely on a little bit of genealogy. , where did the 10,000-year-old zombie king come from.
The short warrior cupped his hands and said, "Three dear brothers, I have something important to do, and I have to go south..."
Before he could finish speaking, someone interrupted him, "It must be impossible to go tonight, and no one is allowed to set foot in the area to the south before dawn."
The tone of this person's speech is already very hard. The short warrior is injured, and he is not sure of defeating these three people. Even though he knows that the three of them are lying, he is not broken, "Excuse the three, seal When did the mountain begin?"
"We were here before the shift," someone said.
"Have those three ever seen a young man with a bow and arrow on his back," the short man gestured, "about this tall, with a long sword hanging from his waist."
All three shook their heads.
Seeing the three shaking their heads, the short man looked around suspiciously.
Not only the short man was puzzled, but Wu Zhongyuan was also very confused. The short man was puzzled because it was inferred from the time that he should have arrived here first. What he wondered was that since the short man wanted to report the news, why not go north, but go south.
According to the cloth they were carrying before, the two just came out of the bear clan, and they were going to the southern border to change something. After discovering his whereabouts, the two did not go north, but went south. There was only one reasonable explanation, that is, they knew that someone in the south could help them.
The person who may help them may be the high-level warrior of the bear tribe who rushed to the southern border before them, or it may be the contact person who went to Yichang for their trip. If you think about it carefully, the first possibility is still relatively high. If this is the case, the problem will arise again. What are the high-level warriors of the bear tribe going to do in the southern border?
After hesitating, the short warrior turned over and dismounted, resisting not to reveal the injury on his leg, led the horse to the side of the road, and sat down from the forest.
Seeing that he stopped, the three warriors ignored him and went back to drink.
Although it was spring and summer, the temperature was still very low at night, but the three of them did not light a bonfire, and they had very little conversation. Even when they spoke, their voices were kept very low.
Wu Zhongyuan hid in the forest, frowning and thinking. These three warriors were obviously lying. They stopped passers-by who were heading south, no doubt worried that passers-by entering the area ahead would affect and destroy what they were doing.
It's unknown what these guys are up to, but it's safe to say the group isn't for him.
The short warrior can wait, but he doesn't want to wait. The short warrior is blocked here, which just buys him one night's time to rush to the Goat Valley to meet Jiang Nan before the short one reports.
After a brief pondering, Wu Zhongyuan quickly made a decision to go west and go around.
Carefully moved westward, and after getting away from the four, he performed light energy and started to accelerate. While traveling westward, he looked to the south. To the south was a col, surrounded by peaks, and the situation in the col was not visible.
Twenty miles westward, cross the ravine from the narrow place and come to the south area.
Because they didn't know what the people of Qixingshan were doing here, they didn't go straight south, but continued to circle west along the root of the mountain.
Shortly before walking, I suddenly smelled a **** smell, I smelled it and searched, and soon I found a dead animal in the forest. This animal has no head. To be precise, its head was bitten off. Look at that. The trunk, when it is a civet cat, or a feline.
Worrying about a large beast lurking nearby, Wu Zhongyuan took a closer look at the dead cat's neck and found that the bite marks on the dead cat's neck were not neat, indicating that the animal that bit off the cat's head was not very big. Big, at least not terribly huge.
Not far away, I found the body of a civet cat. The head of the civet cat was still there, but the stomach was scratched by some animal, and the intestines were exposed, and the death was tragic.
Because the head was still there, Wu Zhongyuan found out that the animal just looked like a cat, but it was not a cat, because it had a tuft of fluff on each of its ears. This thing should be a close relative of a civet cat, a lynx.
The two dead lynx did not make Wu Zhongyuan think too much, but after walking a few dozen steps, he found another one, also dead.
Just as he squatted down to inspect the third lynx corpse, he suddenly found a very thin silk thread tied to the lynx's corpse. On the tree in the distance, the other end was hidden under the corpse.
Seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan was very curious, and reached out to flip the lynx's body, but he just touched the lynx's body, and suddenly thought of what mechanism this silk thread might be connected to.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly retracted my hand and looked closely at the soil around the lynx's body. Upon closer inspection, I soon found that the soil around the body had been turned over, and the fallen leaves were sprinkled by humans.
Could it be that the group of warriors in Qixingshan used lynx as bait to trap some animal?
But lynx and cat belong to the same genus. The meat of this thing is not delicious. What would like to eat lynx?
I was puzzled, so I took out the dagger, carefully removed the leaves around the corpse, and dug down with the dagger. Soon the dagger touched a hard object and removed some of the soil. The hard object revealed the tip of an iceberg, like a pottery clay The jar is not too small.
Seeing this thing, Wu Zhongyuan's first reaction was that this thing wouldn't be a *? But this thought was fleeting, where did it come from at this time.
If you want to determine what the warriors of Qixing Mountain are doing from here, you can infer what is in this jar.
The silk thread was tied around the waist of the lynx corpse and was hidden under its body hair. I carefully touched the silk thread with my hand and found that the silk thread was very flexible, somewhat like a modern transparent fishing line.
He tilted his head and looked carefully, and found that the other end of the silk thread extended into the jar.
Just as he was concentrating on looking at it, a loud noise suddenly came, "Boom!"
The sudden loud noise made Wu Zhongyuan's soul frightened, jumping seven feet, and directly up the tree.
I waited until I climbed on the branch, and then I realized that the previous loud noise did not touch the mechanism under the lynx's body. The loud noise came from the east.
At this time, there was a loud noise in the distance. This time he was at a high place, and he could see it clearly. There was also a fire with the loud noise. It was really *.
"Where did the * come from at this time?" Wu Zhongyuan was a little stunned when the incident happened suddenly. The scene at this time reminded him of being attacked by artillery when he accidentally entered the artillery shooting range in modern times.
"Boom!" Another loud bang.
The loud noise occurred three miles to the east, and the explosion produced a firelight that reflected the outline of an animal that looked a bit like a tiger and a bit like a leopard.
The animal triggered the trap and was blown to the ground, but it was not killed, and eagerly got up and continued to flee.
There seem to be a lot of traps buried in the forest. The animal was running and triggering the traps frequently to cause explosions. I don't know if the power of the monster was too small, or the animal was not an ordinary beast. .
At this time, the ambush soldiers who were hiding in the forest also gathered from all over the place, shouting loudly while chasing, forcing the animal to flee westward, and the direction of the animal's escape happened to be towards his position. of.
As the so-called "poor thieves don't chase", the animal was so anxiously chased by the crowd that it stopped trying to escape, turned around roaringly, and rushed towards the crowd who were yelling and screaming behind, and the screams came immediately.
The animal was moving very fast. The screams in one place just came, and there were people crying in another place.
"It hasn't shown its original shape yet?!" A black shadow flew over, and with both palms out, it attacked the animal that was being slaughtered in the conflict.
The animal landed on its palm, turned over, screamed and roared, and at the same time gave birth to a vision, burst into flames, and lingered all over the body.
With the flames, the light shines, Wu Zhongyuan finally sees the true face of this thing. This is an alien lynx as big as a tiger. It clearly shows its identity, this is not an ordinary lynx, it is a dragon-blood alien beast transformed by a psychic soldier.
The alien beast gave birth to flames, arched its back and stomped its feet, roared with strength, and rushed towards the pursuers not far away. The man saw the opportunity quickly, and hid sideways behind the tree, the dragon-blood alien beast came from the trunk of the tree Shang turned around with strength, and pounced on another person.
The flames emitted by this thing are very hot, and there are flame residues everywhere they go.
"Don't get entangled with it, lead it to the oak tree," someone shouted.
"Patriarch Xiao, what you said is light, you can cite it." Someone answered not far away.
"In order to lure it over, the Rat Clan has killed and injured many people, and now you still let us fight that pre-war?"
When Wu Zhongyuan heard the words of the two, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly realized that he and Wu Dalie went to southern Xinjiang before. On the way, Wu Dalie told him some anecdotes about southern Xinjiang. There is a family in southern Xinjiang called rat clan, and the rat clan will match saltpeter. .
At this time, there were dozens of chasing soldiers around the dragon-blood alien beast. The alien beast was aroused and stopped running away, rushing and biting, urging everyone to flee everywhere.
While everyone was shouting and shouting, Wu Zhongyuan stared at the alien beast and frowned, recalling that, of the eighteen psychic weapons, nine of them were created by sensing dragon energy. The lynx dragon stick is undoubtedly.
Just as Wu Zhongyuan confirmed the origin of this thing, someone led the dragon-blooded beast to the big tree where he was.
The person in charge of the seduction was a scoundrel. He ran a little slower, and the alien beast jumped up and fell to the ground, biting frantically.
At the same time as the minions screamed and screamed, an old man with a pointed mouth and monkey gills threw an egg-sized black ball at the lynx corpse under the tree.
Seeing this situation, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly remembered something, and tilted his head to look at the leaves of the big tree where he was, which were the leaves of the oak tree.
A muffled sound was followed by a loud bang, thick smoke billowing, and earth and rocks splashed.
When the dust settles, the dragon-blooded beast has disappeared. Everyone eagerly stepped forward and looked around, but nothing was seen.
The old man with the pointed mouth and monkey cheeks screamed angrily, "Where's the stick? Where did it go..."