After the Strange Talk Prevails

From Zhou Ming's perspective, the whole scene of the battle at that time was like this: Lou Wenzhi pierced his heart, then grabbed his neck, took a punch in the face, and directly lost consciousness and entered the environment.

From entering the illusion, to opening the red door, to regaining consciousness, the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Lou Wenzhi, and then he immediately started to talk to Lou Wenzhi according to that strange sense of guidance. battle.

In his memory, there was no heart recovery at all.

But Wang Siyan said that before he started fighting, his whole body was burning with ice-blue flames, and all his body injuries were instantly restored, and even the damaged hunter's clothing was restored to its original state.

After that, he had self-harm behavior for about ten seconds. The specific manifestation was that the blood condensed into ice thorns, which constantly pierced out of the body.

And the direct result of this behavior was that the black mud in his body was completely removed.

Of course, Zhou Ming didn't have any memory of these fragments. The point where his memory started was before the battle with Lou Wenzhi.

"Oh! I almost forgot to tell you that when you were over'flowering', you also said something to yourself." Wang Siyan said.

"flowering?"

Zhou Ming noticed this strange verb.

"When the ice thorn comes out of your body, it looks like a flower... I just call it." Wang Siyan said.

He was really named a ghost, Zhou Ming helplessly shook his head and asked, "What did I say?"

"It seems to say something like'know','understand', and it feels like you are talking to someone, but it seems like you are unconscious and talking to yourself." Wang Siyan nodded his forehead and recalled.

Zhou Ming thought for a long time, but the only thing that came to mind was that the original owner's consciousness still remained in this body.

But he was not sure, and was a little afraid of the truth. Although the original owner was himself in another parallel world, the thought of the soul of another person in his body would always make people feel creepy.

"There are too many strange places. Go back and talk to Ah Wei. He is more professional." Zhou Ming said.

Wang Siyan nodded: "That's right. By the way, the black mud is almost solved, right? I heard that someone outside is doing experiments."

"The solution is almost done. After knowing the weakness of the black mud, it is much easier to deal with it. The mobility of the black mud during the day will be greatly reduced, and even the infected person will not be able to use the full power of the black mud. I see their experiments. It's quite scientific, and all the weaknesses have been tested out."

Since Zhou Ming announced a series of characteristics of Black Mud that day, some conjurers with brains have carried out several experiments, and finally found that Black Mud can be immune to various spell attacks at night, but by day, its defensive power will be dramatically drop.

When burned with a flame with cursive power during the day, the volume of the black mud will slowly shrink, and eventually it will evaporate and disappear.

They also developed a method to identify infected persons, implemented it in Sanyang Village on a large scale, and solved many infected persons.

This experiment also researched a conclusion that Zhou Ming could not find, that is, black mud will only parasitize on people with a certain amount of curse power deposition, not ordinary people, and it will only swallow ordinary people.

Because this weirdness directly affected the revenue of the mine, several mountain king families attached great importance to it, united and spent huge sums of money as a bounty, inviting all conjurers to solve the weirdness.

With a large number of conjurers participating in the extermination, a large amount of black mud was wiped out.

However, according to the current situation, Zhou Ming felt that it was not realistic to completely eliminate the black mud. It was like a disease that could be suppressed and reduced the infection rate, but it could not be completely eliminated.

Because no one can ensure that the entire mine, the entire forest, a small piece of black mud is gone.

In the huge area of ​​Sanyang Village, there will certainly be omissions, which is inevitable.

"The basic investigation of the characteristics is clear. Let the locals take care of the next cleanup work. We can't help much by staying here. It is better to write a good report and submit it to the superiors so that the relevant departments can decide the countermeasures." Zhou Ming said.

Wang Siyan turned his head lightly and agreed, "Well, let's return by day tomorrow. Don't forget that you have to ask the monk for information."

"Understood... By the way, this is for you, the spoils." Zhou Ming took out the pair of black gloves from his pocket.

Wang Siyan frowned slightly, pinched it with his index finger and thumb, "Uh... I have to wash it several times before I can use it."

"Excuse me, don't you have this kind of unnecessary cleanliness?" Zhou Ming vomited.

Wang Siyan shook his eyes: "I want you to take care of it!"

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Before Zhou Ming left Sanyang Village, Shan Wang found the culprit who killed Wu Mingxing and a group of accomplices.

Those people are of course not the real culprit, but other mountain king families must find a scapegoat, otherwise they will be ruined.

The people were **** and sent to the mine, hung on a ladder, and skinned alive in front of the slaves. After drying for a full twenty minutes, they opened their stomachs and took out all the internal organs.

Their corpses will hang at the entrance of the mine until they gradually decompose in a few days.

Zhou Ming would not show up and tell them that he was still alive, but he knew that he had won the game with the mountain kings of Sanyang Village.

Although other families found a few scapegoats to redeem the majesty of being a mountain king, Zhou Ming saw that no one in the mine believed that they were the real culprits, and everyone firmly believed that these people were just innocent scapegoats.

Zhou Ming believed that even if it was him who was hung on that ladder and was stripped and opened, they would not believe it.

In their hearts, the hero who killed the mountain king would, like all the heroes in the story, evade all hunts, hide in the shadow of the night, and wait for opportunities to punish those scumbags with justice.

The seeds of hope have been planted, but it will take time to germinate.

The massacre of the Wu Mingxing clan was just a shot of pain-relieving anesthesia given by Zhou Ming. Uukanshu.com waits until the severe pain after the anesthesia strikes again, the real drug effect will gradually take effect, and the objective self-will will really sprout.

Zhou Ming can imagine that the days here pass by day by day, but the oppression and enslavement will not improve at all. When the ignorant villagers and painful slaves feel desperate for the salvation of heroes again, they will understand that there are no heroes at all, only themselves. To be your own hero.

"I feel that we really only need to achieve this level." Wang Siyan raised his head and said with emotion, looking at the entrance of the mine, where there are four long bamboo ladders with four hanging on the top. The **** corpse.

Zhou Ming looked at the slaves who were still working in the mine. They silently endured the overseer's whip, and they were more silent than ever before.

Zhou Ming nodded slightly, with a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth: "This is enough. The innocent people who are saved will always need the next person to save them. But as long as you experience the blood experience, you will know how to hold yourself tight. Fist."

The weak do not need to be saved, they need their own strength, Zhou Ming said in his heart.