Silver Overlord Chapter 141: Under the burial

In November, Gu Yue has the intention of vomiting and accepting new things. The ancients said that in November, they are overcast, and they want to rejuvenate and get new ...

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November is a very special month. Last time, Yan Liqiang ’s life was in this month. To be precise, on November 18th of this month, a big change was ushered in, and it came to an abrupt end. In the month, Yan Liqiang was more careful in doing things, and at the same time, the fire of revenge in his heart was burning more vigorously.

On the evening of November 12, when it was cold, Yan Liqiang was already squatting in a bush behind the mountain in Wuyang Village, enduring the cold, his eyes widened, one Staring motionlessly at a cave in a valley two hundred meters away, he has been squatting here for more than two hours.

He is now at the mass grave in Pingxi City.

This place is where Pingxi City is the most ruthless. Even if it comes when the sun comes out in the daytime, it feels very gloomy.

Because the people here are scarce, even those who cut wood and cows walk around here, so the hillsides and valleys here are full of towering trees, and the shade of the trees covers the sun and moon. On the ground, it looks particularly dark, and weeds are overgrown, and among those weeds, a few human bones and skeletons are exposed from time to time.

From the official road on the west side of Pingxi City, there is only a path that can barely be taken. That path is exactly where the dead people who have not been picked up are sent to this burial post. , The way to send the dead does not go through Wuyang Village, because there is a mountain to climb from Wuyang Village, and there is no road on the mountain. Those who sent the dead people bypass Wuyang Village, from the official road a few miles away Came here on a small road.

There are rut marks from the unicycle on the road. All the dead people sent here are wrapped in straw mats and placed on the unicycle, and then they are pushed in.

It is also a rule to send the dead to the mass grave. Only at noon every day, when the yang is heaviest, someone dares to come here. After noon, this mass grave is a place where no one should enter. Especially at night, it is like a ghost domain.

Tonight, the moonlight is also sparse, and there is a dim light in the mass grave. After the child hour, a thin layer of mist appeared in the mass grave, and then just as the mist rose, a little green Phosphorus fire floated from various places in the mass grave, the shadowy mist was flowing slightly with the airflow between the valleys, and the phosphorus fire that appeared also jumped in the mist ...

Looking at the scene in front of me, I heard the cold wind blowing from the ear when I heard the cold north wind passing over the treetops in the mountains far away, and I heard the faint light in the air in the valley in my nose. Yan Liqiang could n’t help but shudder. In the dark, he squeezed the thunder dragon cannon in his hand tightly, and then touched the two rows of quenching poison prepared in his waist. The cold and hard texture from the flying needle, the thunder dragon gun and the flying needle made Yan Liqiang's bounced heart finally calm down.

Although this is not the first time that he has sneaked in here at night, every time he looks at the burial place in front of him at night, Yan Liqiang ca n’t help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

The only thing that can overcome a person ’s fear is greater fear, or hatred.

Yan Liqiang stayed here with his teeth clenched because of the latter two reasons. From the day he settled in Wuyang Village, he was waiting for the arrival of this evening.

Yan Liqiang at the moment, wearing a black night jacket, put a mask of mountain wind on his face again, and a face towel was added to the mask, which was quietly concealed.

The abnormal and severe inspection at the entrance of Pingxi City caused the complaints of the entire Pingxi City to complain. Among them, because of the inspection process, many goods and belongings carried by people out of the city were damaged. Less conflicts, and the deterioration of the security situation in the city, more and more rangers from Ganzhou came to Pingxi City. The day before yesterday, on November 10, the county guard had to order the lifting of the strict inspection of the goods out of the city. In this way, Yan Liqiang can also hide the Thunder Dragon Cannon in a bullock cart out of the city.

Yan Liqiang would have struggled tonight even without the Thunder Dragon Cannon, but the Thunder Dragon Cannon made Yan Liqiang bolder and stronger in killing the enemy.

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Yan Liqiang waited patiently. The time was almost approaching three o'clock. The people like him had not yet arrived. However, in the grass next to him, there was a subtle sound of learning and understanding. Yan Liqiang turned his head, but When I found out somehow, a mouse about a foot in length was drilling out of the grass and was approaching him.

The rats in the burial hill are completely different from the ordinary mice. The mice here are almost all grown up to eat human flesh. In the dark, the eyes of the huge mouse glow like green fire and grow like a ghost fire. There are two rows of sharp teeth on the long mouth, and the entire head of the mouse shows a strange red-brown color.

The mouse also found that Yan Liqiang seemed to be watching it, but it was very courageous, because Yan Liqiang did not move, and the mouse still groped towards Yan Liqiang.

There was a little movement in the forest in the distance. With a move in Yan Liqiang ’s heart, a flying needle flew out of his finger instantly, silently plunging into the mouse that was close to him within three meters. On the body, the moment the flying needle entered the body, the mouse's body froze at once, and its breath of life disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When the mouse ’s body stiffened for a moment, a person, like a night owl, stepped on the treetops of the big trees in the mass grave, and fell from the sky when the mass gas of the mass grave was heaviest. , Fell into the valley below the mass grave.

This man who came to this burial place at night, with white hair, wearing a black coat, with blue eyes, covered with evil and cold air, was the last time he killed Yan Liqiang and Yan Dechang The two were cold.

This Mo Leng is a doorman of the Ye family in Ganzhou. He is also the master of Ye Xiao, the left arm and right arm of Ye Tiancheng, the guardian of Hepingxi County.

Seeing that Ye Leng finally arrived, Yan Liqiang suddenly stopped his breath, and did n’t move. He did n’t even stare at Mo Leng ’s face, afraid of being sensed by Mo Leng, but only squinted his eyes, hiding from the mess The grass stared at Mo Leng's torso below his neck.

Mo Leng is a master of the martial arts class, and he is very cruel. For Yan Liqiang, the realm of the warrior is still the peak of his inability to touch, so everything must be cautious.

Mo Leng's eyes came to Ranbugang and looked around with sparkling light. When he found that there was nothing abnormal around him, he walked into the cave not far away and entered the cave.

After waiting for a full ten minutes, Yan Liqiang finally got up from the invisible grass, came to the valley below, and walked to the entrance of the cave, without hesitation for a second, Just walked in.

It's already cold outside and there are a lot of ghost fires, but in this cave, it is even colder. In the cave, the ghost fires are everywhere, and the photos are everywhere. The ground of the cave has messy scattered dead bones. , Almost everywhere, when you drop your foot, you will step on a bone, timidly, seeing such a place, you can almost be scared directly ...

The group of ghost fires became the natural lighting in this cave ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Yan Liqiang ’s Jiugong Fengying step fell silently and walked directly towards the depth of the cave. After going deep into the cave for 100 meters, Yan Liqiang slowed down at once.

There is a natural big pit deep in the cave. The big pit is filled with the bones of the dead. This is the first place in Pingxi City where the dead dead are buried. The whole big pit is surrounded by ghost fires. Mo Leng was sitting on the edge of the big pit, sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, with a peculiar posture, pointing his hands at the dead pit full of bones, a little greenish breath, from the dead man Floating out of the pit, gathered towards Mo Leng, was sucked into the mouth by Mo Leng ...

Yan Liqiang could not have known this cold if he had n’t seen too many things in his spiritual state in his last life. He would come here in November every year to absorb the dead in this mass grave. The yin qi of the body to practice a evil .........

This is the best chance to kill Mo Leng!

When I saw Mo Leng, I found that Mo Leng was concentrating on his cultivation. Yan Liqiang did not hesitate. Leng Fei passed by ...