Chapter two thousand three hundred and sixty-three
"No need to look, they are all dead."
The mercenary captain walked to the body, lowered his head to inspect it, and shook his head at everyone.
Everyone was silent. His neck was bitten and his artery was torn. It was strange that he would not die from such injuries.
They often face death, but this way of death is a bit scary and makes people feel frightened.
Looking at the corpse with its head blown out, they still didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, the corpse had just come back to life and killed one of their companions by the way.
After they turned away, would the two corpses stand up again and continue to follow the team?
"What should I do with the body? Do I need to dispose of it?"
The mercenary captain was a little worried and asked several monks, fearing that he would encounter another corpse fraud situation.
"It's better not to worry about it. Let's move on and get out of this ghost place as soon as possible."
The old woman spoke, looking a little impatient, with a hint of urgency in her tone.
Now that the situation is special, they have no time to waste and must move forward as soon as possible.
"I'll handle it. You all stay away. If my powder is contaminated, there will probably be one more corpse here."
A monk in the team who had never spoken suddenly spoke and then walked up to the two corpses.
He dressed just like ordinary people and acted very low-key. When he was among the team, no one even noticed him.
Although he behaves in a low-key manner, no mercenary dares to look down upon him, and he is always respectful along the way.
Compared to other monks, this monk was the best at talking and always had a smile on his face along the way.
After hearing his reminder, a group of mercenaries quickly retreated, fearing that they would be affected.
The monk ignored the others at all, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, opened the cork and shook it gently.
Black powder, no more than the size of a fingertip, was poured from the bottle mouth and sprinkled onto the body.
After coming into contact with the blood, the black powder immediately turned into countless small insects, squirming and worming their way into the corpse.
This scene makes people's scalp numb.
However, in a short period of time, these invisible bugs grew rapidly and became as big as a thumb.
After transforming into adults, they immediately begin to lay eggs at an incredibly fast speed.
When the eggs are laid, the adult insects will explode directly and turn into a very corrosive liquid that can easily melt even bones.
This scene made the mercenaries' hair stand on end, and their awe for the monks became deeper and deeper.
"Don't look at it, it won't take long and there will be no bones left!"
The monk, who looked similar to ordinary people, said to the people around him, always with a gentle smile on his face.
However, it gives the impression that he is a smiling tiger, with a hint of ferocity in his smile.
Obviously, the good impression this monk gave others was all an illusion. Every monk in the team was a good person, and not one of them was a kind person.
"Okay, we don't have time to waste. Now that the matter has been resolved, let's move on!"
Seeing that the matter was handled, the old woman with a sullen face urged her again, with a hint of impatience in her tone.
Just killing one person eliminated the danger of following her, which also made her relax her vigilance.
There's no such thing as evil spirits, it's just nonsense.
The middle-aged monk may have deliberately exaggerated. This forest may not be very dangerous. He is just creating psychological pressure on everyone.
This method of creating psychological pressure is very consistent with the behavior of a middle-aged monk. He always likes to make things mysterious and then find ways to highlight his abilities.
To put it bluntly, it is vanity that causes trouble. Even if you are a monk, you are not exempt from vulgarity.
No one raised any objections. In this oppressive environment, no one wanted to stay too long and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
But this time when they were moving forward, the people walking behind the team were all on tenterhooks. They looked behind them from time to time, fearing that the two corpses would stand up and follow them.
Fortunately, after walking a certain distance, no accidents occurred, which made everyone feel relieved.
No one noticed that the expression of the monk in short coat who was leading the way became more solemn.
He found that he had walked such a long distance, but he still could not get rid of the illusion in front of him. This situation was not reasonable at all.
The communication compass seemed to be broken. I couldn't receive a reply for a long time, and I didn't know if something had happened.
After estimating the number of steps they walked, they found that they had walked at least a thousand meters. If they followed the information provided by the middle-aged monk, they should have walked out of the range of the illusion array.
But at this moment, there is no sign of leaving at all, and I don’t know why?
Unknowingly, cold sweat dripped from the monk's forehead, and a bad feeling slowly rose in his heart.
He didn't even notice that at some point, a figure that looked exactly like him suddenly got in between him and the people behind him.
The people behind did not notice anything unusual, and mistook the figure of unknown origin for a monk in a short coat leading the way.
As for the real monk in short coat, he was still thinking deeply, unaware that he was getting further and further away from the team.
A burst of mist appeared, engulfing his figure, and completely separated him from the team.
The figure who replaced the monk in short coat suddenly raised his head, with a strange smile on his lips.
Just when everyone was on guard against the rear of the team, little did they know that the crisis was coming again, but this time it was in front of the team...
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Although the people following behind were anxious, they did not dare to urge too much. At this moment, they all looked to the monks in short coats to lead the way, so naturally they did not dare to disturb him.
After walking some distance, the woman in black suddenly spoke, with a hint of surprise in her tone.
"Something's wrong, we've clearly walked this stretch of road just now, why did we come back again?"
Looking at the traces left on the ground, the woman in black checked it and asked the monk in short coat walking at the front.
Hearing the woman in black's question, everyone was stunned at the same time, and then kept looking around.
The more carefully he observed it, the more frightened he became, and his face became extremely ugly.
Sure enough, as the woman in black said, the remaining traces could be faintly seen on the ground, which were what they had left before.
As for why the woman in black discovered it but they didn't notice it, it's because the woman in black is particularly good at this.
The monk in short coat who was walking at the front suddenly turned his head when he heard the words, his eyes were bloodshot without knowing when.
He glared at the woman in black, with murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I know, shut up now, no one is allowed to say any more nonsense!"
At this time, the monk in the short coat looked like a paranoid lunatic, exuding an aura of irritability and madness.
It gives people the feeling that he is desperately thinking of ways to solve the problem, but he never gets the answer, so he is very upset.
At this time, the woman in black exposed the truth, and he immediately became angry and angry, as if the woman in black's question was questioning his ability.
"What's going on with you? What's the problem? Please tell me clearly!"
The old woman asked coldly, with a questioning tone in her tone.
"If there is any problem, I will solve it soon. Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
The monk in the short coat sneered sinisterly, and his tone of voice was completely different from usual, as if he were two completely different people.
When the old woman and others saw this, they immediately felt uneasy and felt that things were getting more and more wrong.
If something goes wrong with the monk in short coat leading the way, then things will become very dangerous. God knows where he will take himself?
Such a mysterious and terrifying forest, even if they enter it, there is no guarantee that they will escape unscathed.
"Second brother, tell me clearly what's going on, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
The old woman's tone was extremely stern, and her eyes flashed fiercely, as if she would take action at any time.