I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

A few months ago, Mr. Fan was already dying.

However, with the physique of an innate warrior, he must be able to hold on for some time.

Xie Que thought in his mind.

The so-called expert back then had already been captured by the Demon Suppressing Division.

However, although Mr. Fan has been idle for many years, I heard from people that he still has many former students in the northern army.

For this reason, Mu Yongquan asked himself to be careful at first.

But he didn't expect that after such a long time, he had almost forgotten about it, but the other party would suddenly attack.

It's just that the other party also greatly underestimated his own strength.

Think of yourself as an ordinary body-building warrior.

After Xie Que thought about it, he broke the neck of the last crossbowman.

He was still determined not to let anyone back alive, even though it was difficult for the other party to pose any danger to him now.

But it's also a good thing to have less trouble.

What's more, the so-called meaty Arhat will come at some point, so it's better to be careful.

Xie Que piled all the corpses in one place, and then lit a fire.

The firelight reflected in his eyes, and he found that he seemed to be more and more integrated with the world.

As for Mr. Fan.

It is better to wait until this period of time is confirmed to be safe, after all, a person is about to be buried.

If he doesn't die, he is the one who is anxious.

The other party may die one day. If he takes action and leaves a clue, he will be in big trouble as the other party.

When the soldiers come, they will block it, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it.

This is Xie Que's absolute confidence in his current strength.

With there being less than ten martial arts masters in Jinmen City, even the third realm of literary arts is not too difficult for Xie Que to kill now.

The main reason is that with the two major entries of "Yin Yang Eyes" and "Impermanence in the World", the threat of Yin God to Xie Que has been greatly weakened.

After all the corpses were burned to ashes, Xie Que scattered the remaining ashes into the river, trying to smooth out the traces without leaving any evidence.

Then he returned home as if nothing had happened.

At this time, there seemed to be several villagers waiting for some time outside the house.

When he saw Xie Que coming back, he immediately went to greet him.

They also knew that Dashun had entrusted Xie Que with all the responsibility of collecting corpses.

Nowadays, whenever I encounter any problems, I usually go to Xie Que.

"Cough cough cough."

"Ahem."

Several villagers kept coughing, and there was even a trace of bright red blood.

They had already put on their cotton clothes on this autumn day, and Xie Quesha was confused.

"Are you... catching the cold?" Xie Que asked.

A villager shook his head violently: "Come with us to have a look. The water over there in the ditch... is very freezing."

Another villager next to him added: "Maybe there is something dirty..."

Before they finished speaking, several people started coughing again.

"Then what's going on with you?" Xie Que was still confused.

If someone is frozen in water, it shouldn't mean that they are spreading some kind of influenza?

"We drank the water, and now we feel freezing cold all over our bodies, as if we were buried in the snow," the villager explained.

Xie Tong nodded and quickly asked a few villagers to lead the way.

Xiaochegou is a tributary of Wuding River, and Lihuaba is further downstream.

It's just that the corpse collector over there is just an ordinary old man and can't help the villagers solve this kind of problem.

Everyone still thought of Xie Que.

After all, the people from the Demon Suppressing Division ran here when they had nothing to do.

In addition, Xie Que's martial arts practice was sometimes very popular, and many villagers also knew that Xie Que had extraordinary abilities.

When several people rushed to Xiaochegou, there was no one there.

From a distance of more than ten meters, Xie Que could feel that the temperature of the water was unusual.

In this season, although the water temperature will be lower.

But it’s not too low to be too magical.

Xie Que walked to the river and hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and touched the water.

It was not as cold as expected, nor as mysterious as the villagers said.

But it's also a little cold and not normal.

Xie Que guessed that the reason why the villagers were like this might be because they drank the water in the small ditch.

Suddenly, Xie Que suddenly saw something flickering at the bottom of the river.

Xie Que looked up at the sky, it was not a sunny day today.

It can't be a reflection of sunlight.

Xie Que looked intently again, and the light in his eyes flickered again, but it was fleeting.

It seems that it is not an illusion!

But what could that be?

Xie Que was a little curious, whether it was the thing at the bottom of the river that caused the river to become like this.

At this time, a villager next to Xie Que said: "It turns out that this small car ditch is said to have locked up a Dragon King."

Xie Que turned to look at the villagers and asked with some confusion: "What Dragon King?"

"The Dragon King in the sky specializes in raining!" the villager replied.

Only then did Xie Que realize that he was not the Dragon King of the QQ group...

He looked back into the river again, the interest in his eyes becoming even more intense.

Dragon King? interesting.

According to villagers, the legendary "Black Dragon King"'s spiritual tablet that can control wind and rain is still enshrined by villagers.

Xie Que recalled the legends about "dragons" in this world.

"Dragon" in this world is not a symbol of auspiciousness, but it does many evil things.

It is recorded in the classics of the Demon-Suppressing Division that an evil dragon once seized the body of the Great Zhou Emperor and deprived him of a hundred years of luck. He transformed into a dragon in one fell swoop and enslaved the entire Great Zhou Dynasty for nearly a hundred years.

But later, for unknown reasons, the dragon disappeared.

In folklore, there is also a dragon that specializes in wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

This must be the case with the Dragon King they are talking about.

How could the majestic Dragon King be trapped and locked in such a small ditch?

Xie Que was a little confused.

Qi and blood burst out from the palm of his hand, and Xie Que once again stretched out his left hand into the river to explore.

After some speculation in his mind, Xie Que made a decision.

Although this is cold, it should be a degree that I can accept.

The secret, of course, can only be revealed by going into the water yourself.

After making up his mind, Xie Que ignored the dissuasion of the surrounding villagers and took off his clothes, his energy and blood surging.

Xie Que's body temperature has risen to a heat that is unbearable for ordinary people.

After jumping into the water, the ice cold in the water continuously offset Xie Que's energy and blood.

Xie Que also felt a little cold, so he could only increase the efficiency of releasing Qi and blood.

Xie Que gradually leaned down, but the deeper he sank to the bottom, the colder the water became.

Gritting his teeth, Xie Que sank all the way down.

Inadvertently, the light flickered again.

Xie Que confirmed that he must have read it correctly this time!

Something is indeed shining.

Not only the temperature dropped, but also the surrounding silence.

This place seemed to be different from other waters. Xie Que did not find any trace of life.

It seemed as if the fish and shrimp had escaped the biting river water and migrated elsewhere.

This place has become a forbidden place for life!

But fortunately, this is just a small tributary of Wuding River, and the bottom of the river is not very deep.

The water pressure at a depth of more than 40 meters is not stressful for Xie Que today.

When Xie Que reached the bottom of the river, the surrounding scene was already dark.

But there is this faint light, which seems to be specially reserved for visitors.

He followed a faint light, which seemed to be guiding him continuously.

Xie Que swam along the way.

The next moment, a piece of skin as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in Xie Que's eyes.

It seemed to be the remnants of a snake's slough.

But there was a faint light emanating from above.

All light sources and coldness seem to come from this.

Xie Que stretched out his hand as if he was possessed by a demon, and touched it with a look of fascination on his face.

The trial of death turned a new page, and Xie Que's consciousness was instantly brought back.

The next moment, golden light shone in front of Xie Que's eyes.