As soon as Yang Weiwei said this, everyone was stunned. It sounded ridiculous, but there was no better or more direct way. Mu Hanqing and Ning Fei'er were both daughters, but they did not have the courage to give up at any time as Yang Weiwei.
The shopkeeper is a fat and white middle-aged man, but unlike many businessmen, the shopkeeper's eyes do not have the shrewdness they should have, but they are a little dull and dull, and his smile looks stiff.
"Shopkeeper, come here and ask you something." Yang Weiwei hooked her finger at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was stunned, but she still walked towards Yang Weiwei.
Yang Weiwei raised her skirt and put her white and tender thighs on the chair with a sound. However, the skirt was only lifted to a certain extent, and the spring light did not appear suddenly. However, the sudden incident was also very impactful, which made Xu Lei, Su Mu and several other men immediately turned their heads aside.
"Shopkeeper, I'll ask you, what's the name of your inn?" Yang Weiwei's voice was so sweet that she was so sweet that her seductive look was enough to make most men in the world burst into blood.
The shopkeeper was no exception. He stared at Yang Weiwei's white and tender thighs and snorted, and said blankly, "I don't have a name, it's used by Toast to greet guests on weekdays."
"Oh, that's it..." Yang Weiwei said, and changed her shape with a shout. She bent down and looked at the shopkeeper with a tall body, just revealing the seductive gully between her breasts. "What's the food in your store? I'm a little hungry..."
"No...no...no food." The shopkeeper's eyes seemed to be sucked, staring at the gully on Yang Weiwei's chest, and a clear stream flowed out of the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
"Oh, forget it, you go back to your room and rest first. If I can't sleep later, I'll come to chat with you." Yang Weiwei said sweetly.
The shopkeeper nodded and swallowed again, "Then I won't disturb you all the rest." After saying that, he turned around and left, gently closed the door.
"Damn it, old pervert!" As soon as the shopkeeper left, Li Yan cursed and looked angry.
"Come on, he doesn't have that thought of me." Yang Weiwei tidied up her dress, returned to her original appearance, with a grim expression, and said, "It seems that I guessed it right. This man looked at me, and there was no thought at all that kind of man should have, and it was more like a hungry person seeing food!"
Xu Lei thought for a moment and said, "I have been observing this person's expression just now and found that this person's eyes were empty and unsightly, like a walking corpse! There must be something strange about it!"
"Well." Su Mu nodded, saying, "I finally remembered why I always felt wrong when I entered the city just now. Have you noticed that the pedestrians in the city looked like the shopkeeper, empty and unsightly, and dull, just like Xiao Lei said, feeling like a walking corpse!"
"We don't leave this room tonight. Everyone should cheer up and not relax at all." Xu Lei said, and then said in a deep voice to Ding Xiaodou and Ning Feier: "Xiaodou, Feier, you two will do something tonight..."
Since the outbreak of the plague, the king withdrew with a group of civil and military personnel and his army, all he left was a deserted city with a solid city. As the only area around which was not infected by the plague, there were a large number of refugees gathered, but it was still far from the prosperous scene in the past.
The third day.
Two petite figures were flying between the roof and trees, their bodies as fast as lightning, and they were as quick as lightning, galloping quietly in the darkness.
Sometimes they broke the window and entered a certain house, sometimes they landed in a certain courtyard, searching for something everywhere.
Several burly men in southern Xinjiang who were on night were yawning and drowsy around a bonfire. An iron pot was erected on the bonfire, as if they were cooking something, fragrant.
Bang—
A small stone flew over with a whizzing sound, hitting the bonfire with a bang, making the bonfire splash.
"Who!" Several burly men from southern Xinjiang woke up in an instant.
Whoosh swish swish-
A few more small stones flew over, and several men sacrificed their battle souls at the same time and pushed away the stones, chasing them in one direction.
A petite figure in front of him, like a lively fish, wandering skillfully between the eaves and trees, without attacking, but just means wandering. Several burly men were not clumsy, spreading their bodies and chasing them, but they were always a little far from the figure.
Next to the bonfire, another petite figure landed silently. The figure carefully uncovered the pot, stirred it with a small wooden stick inside, then placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. His brow suddenly frowned, revealing a look of extreme disgust. Then he covered the pot with a lid, and his figure swept up again, and soon disappeared without a trace.
"We're back!" Ding Xiaodou and Ning Feier rushed in through the window at the same time.
Xu Lei looked out of the window for a while, then closed the window, "No one noticed you."
Ding Xiaodou nodded, "Don't worry, no one follows you, those guys can't catch up with me and Qimei."
Ning Feier said, "Third Brother, according to your wishes, Brother Six and I sneaked into the kitchens of ten families. Just as you expected, I found some bones in their kitchens, all of which were cooked, but only a small part of them."
Ding Xiaodou said, "Just just now, I asked Fei'er to lead the people of the southern Xinjiang who were on the night. I checked their stoves, and the cooked inside was cut into pieces of human flesh!"
"Sure enough!" Xu Lei's face narrowed, "The people here are all wild beasts that eat people and don't spit bones!"
"By the way!" Ning Feier said, "My Sixth Brother and I also went to the dilapidated temple that Wang Liu said. There were a large group of ragged people in the dilapidated temple, but we didn't see Wang Liu's shadow."
Xu Lei slowly let out a breath and asked Mu Hanqing, "Sister Four, do you know a little about the poison in southern Xinjiang? Have you ever heard of witchcraft such as manipulating the human body?"
Mu Hanqing shook his head, "I have never heard of it, but my father should know it. Ask him, he should know some clues!"
Su Mu frowned, "But here is thousands of miles away from the Hualong Empire, so you can't go back and ask before you come back."
Ning Feier pursed her lips and smiled, "This won't hurt me!" After saying that, with a move of the battle soul, a round-sized air mass gathered in the air. Under Ning Feier's guidance, the air mass became smaller and smaller, and finally formed a cyclone the size of a thumb.
"In the wind-attributed exercises, there is a technique called "Yufeng Shifting". It can compress what you want to say into a ball of cyclone and teleport the other person's ears, which can teleport thousands of miles. However, this method is only applicable to relatives who have direct bloodline relationships. Fourth sister, use the battle soul you want to ask, such as this ball of cyclone, don't say too much, be shorter."
Mu Hanqing nodded, asked a few questions to the cyclone, and then signaled Ning Feier. Ning Feier understood and flicked her finger, and the cyclone as big as a thumb disappeared out of thin air.
Ning Feier suddenly collapsed aside panting and smiled, "Okay, at most, you can hear the echo of the Hundred Herb Immortal in an incense stick, but only the fourth sister can hear it later."
"So amazing?" Li Yan looked surprised and laughed, "Seventh sister, why didn't you say this earlier if you have such a powerful martial art? You can also give me a message to my dad, what should I say? Oh, forget it, just say two words, hello!"
"This is not possible." Ning Feier pouted, "This technique was obtained by my father through great hardships. Every time he used it, it would consume a lot of energy in the battle soul. I'm afraid that it would take several months to recover from it just now. So if it weren't for an urgent matter on weekdays, I wouldn't use it casually. But after hearing from my father, I will be able to use it freely when I cultivate the strength of the eight-star battle soul."
After hearing Ning Feier's words, everyone was moved. For the soul warrior, consuming the soul warrior's power is an extremely important thing. You should know that every little increase in the soul warrior will be difficult.
"Seventh sister, it's hard for you." Xu Lei looked at Ning Feier who was panting but still smiling, and said softly, "You have a rest, brothers and sisters just look at it."
"No need, I'll sit for a while." Ning Feier said with a smile.
The few people looked at the youngest seventh sister among them and smiled with relief. This little girl is always weird on weekdays, but whenever she encounters a big event, she rarely interrupts like Ding Xiaodou. It’s all up to her brothers and sisters to make the decision. She always looks like a smile and is simple-minded. She is the most distressing little girl among the few.
In less than a stick of incense, the cyclone as big as a thumb appeared again in the room.
"Here you back!" Ning Feier stood up and said to Mu Hanqing, "Sister Four, use your soul power to sense what your father said inside."
Mu Hanqing nodded and began to inject the fighting soul power into the cyclone bit by bit. After hearing it for a while, his brows frowned.
"My father replied."
"What did he say?" Xu Lei asked impatiently.
Mu Hanqing took a breath and said, "The Southern Ghost Skill does have a Ghost Skill that can control the human body, so the human body slowly turns into a puppet."
Mu Hanqing said, his face suddenly became steeper, and he said in a deep voice: "The most important part of this kind of witchcraft is to use human flesh as a guide, supplemented by a special witch poison, which makes living people become addicted after eating, slowly absorb their minds, and eventually become a puppet without thoughts!"
After hearing this, several people took a breath. If this is the case, it would be too terrifying. Just imagine, if this kind of witch spreads, what would it be if a large number of puppet army were successfully cultivated?
This type of puppet is unconscious and has no thoughts. It depends entirely on the master's dispatch. At that time, it will be like a wild beast. If it is not curbed and it will grow and grow, it will become a huge catastrophe in the entire continent!
"Now I can be sure that this plague did not break out suddenly, but thought!" Xu Lei closed his mind for a while, straightened out the clues and came to an amazing conclusion, "This is a huge conspiracy. Someone artificially created a plague, disrupted the area, and then used witchcraft to control thousands of refugees. If I guessed correctly, everyone in this city, including Wang Liu we met today, has become puppets. Every word he said and every action he did, was secretly controlled!"