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"We haven't entered the Undead Bunker yet."

The devil merchant first cut off the 35% of his promised soul to Xiaocui. Of course, this soul also had some pollution. Immediately afterwards, the devil merchant saw Xiao Cui holding this ball of soul in his hand - the ball of "empty space" he was holding.

Then the pollution on the soul fragments really gradually disappeared!

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, the devil merchant ignited a strong desire for knowledge. But Xiaocui obviously just showed him the effect of cleaning up the pollution. After cleaning it, he hid the soul block in the cloak without telling the devil merchant what he planned to use the soul for. This made the devil merchant a bit regretful.

"But it's too dangerous to enter Dracula's castle, and we don't have enough time at the moment."

Reluctantly looking away, the Devil Merchant directly broke the big news in order to persuade Xiao Cui - he revealed the 'real name' of the Undead Bunker!

"Dracula's Castle?"

Wei Xun was curious: "Is this the real name of the Undead Bunker?"

While speaking, Wei Xun grabbed Wangcai's neck with one hand to prevent him from eating his soul. While concealed by the cloak, he repeatedly pierced the soul block, wiping out all the soul energy of the undead, demons and devil merchants inside, leaving only the pure butterfly eye connection energy.

Then he fed this ball of energy to Xiaodieyan, while assessing Xiaodieyan's current condition and whether it could withstand the second connection, while obtaining information from the devil merchant.

"That's what the Undead Lord said."

The Devil Merchant shrugged: "This castle looks similar, otherwise he wouldn't always want to go back. Look inside the abyss, are there any abyssal creatures running outside without any trouble?"

The water and soil support each person, and similarly, each creature has its own living environment suitable for itself. It is not the reality of the human world that is absolutely right. Worms like corn shoots should eat and drink in the abyss. In reality, if they hadn't eaten well with Wei Xun, they would probably be as thin as corn noodles by now.

And Wei Xun also discovered the difference between the battlefield and the abyss. Abyssal pollution is everywhere in the abyss, but it is just a matter of severity. Abyssal pollution is a normal energy in nature. But the ghost fog here in the Undead Bunker excludes the battlefield.

Without integration, there will be rejection, which also shows that this undead bunker is most likely not the original building on the battlefield.

Doesn't it come from the battlefield itself, but from the actual architecture? Wei Xun really became interested in the Undead Bunker and wanted to find an opportunity to explore it in depth. It was not easy to observe the whole castle. The thick ghost fog covered all directions. Wei Xun and the Devil Merchant seemed to be in a heavy fog. , maybe at some point a huge and terrifying monster will emerge from the thick fog and devour people.

"There are many terrible vulture souls and crow souls in the dense fog. Even the undead master is very afraid of them."

The devil merchant lowered his voice: "They don't dare to come out, so we are relatively safe here. But it is difficult to enter the castle. When I left the castle, the undead monarch and the big devil were making a big fuss. It was probably under martial law inside. "

"But the Undead Bunker is not only the main part of the castle, but also has a very large area outside. There are no less good things than inside the castle!"

As he spoke, the devil merchant's soul surged, and two horns gradually grew on both sides of his forehead. He was actively infiltrated by the devil in his soul and assumed a demonic state. Then the devil merchant made Xiaocui also change into a demonic alienated state, and then the devil merchant " Baa, baa—" he shouted, as if he was calling for something.

Wei Xun heard the echo coming from the thick fog, and drew his sword on alert. At the same time, he quietly released a corn shoot and let it probe into the depths of the thick fog. As a result, Wang Cai, who was holding him with one hand, smelled something and went excitedly. The first one rushed forward and almost made Wei Xun lose his grip. It obviously smelled some food. And not only did Wangcai smell the food, Wei Xun also smelled a very appetizing aroma!

Just like the sizzling and oily tender lamb chops sprinkled with pepper and salt, the milky white lamb soup stewed in winter, or the fragrant lamb buns just out of the oven——

demon! Wei Xun instantly understood that what was coming was a demon!

Soon Wei Xun saw the thick fog rolling in, and a black lamb bun emerged from the fog - ahem, a black kid. It still looked like a lamb, with a sharp tip coming out of its horns. It was all black except for its eyes, which were a strange silvery gray.

The mist surged, and even the wool on its body moved slightly as if it was being blown. Only if you look carefully can you see that it is actually the shadow of the mist behind it. This little black goat is translucent, and it floats on the ground with a gentle kick of the sheep's hooves. in the air.

This is a goat that looks like a demon and an undead. Wei Xun thought, its taste must be very unique.

"What-"

The little black goat looked at the undead merchant, but its eyes finally fell on Wei Xun. It lowered its head, then knelt down to Wei Xun, floated up and gently rubbed the back of Wei Xun's hand.

"Woof!"

If you rub the food by yourself to make money, you're welcome! Originally held in Wei Xun's hand, it opened its huge mouth and tried to wrap up the whole kid like a piece of white fur - Wei Xun pulled it and only bit half of it.

Half of it was meat. Wangcai didn't care about moaning and just wanted to swallow it in big mouthfuls. As a result, the collar stuck around its neck suddenly tightened. Then Wangcai watched helplessly as the owner lifted up its neck, easily pulled out half of the goat, took it in, and then patted its head as a reward.

Wangcai:? !

It's like a cormorant that's been used and thrown away!

Wangcai roared angrily and barked hard, but no one except Wei Xun, who liked hearing dogs bark, could understand the dog's accusations.

"Hiss... he is indeed a devil."

The Devil Merchant couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the half-bitten black kid didn't resist at all. It even acted as if nothing happened after being put down, and then bent his knees to Xiao Cui.

It is the rule of their race for demons to devour and infect each other, and demons are extremely vital and can survive as long as one-third of their body is left. The Devil Merchant only heard the big devil say this, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he quickly adapted to it.

"I knew your alienated state, Xiaocui, was not simple."

The devil merchant laughed.

"What a strange demon this is."

Wei Xun frowned, not stopping Wangcai from exporting because the little black goat's kneeling to him was a hint of 'sacrifice'. He followed suit, firstly because he wanted to see the strength of this little devil, and secondly, he wanted to see whether it was really a devil.

But the taste of the little black goat is a bit strange. Its meat is indeed filled with demonic energy, but at the same time it also has a strange smell. It’s hard to describe, but it’s a bit cold, like it’s been soaked in ice. Wei Xun carefully The first taste revealed a hint of pollution from the 30th degree north latitude.

Thirty degrees north latitude pollution? ! No, no, just a little breath, and the smell is very familiar - hiss.

Wei Xun suddenly remembered that Ban Ming Taoist said that in order to cover up the butterfly eyes on the battlefield, he chopped up the undead bunker and caused quite a stir. Could it be that there is still energy left over from the sword out of Hanshan, and sword marks left behind?

If only that were the case! If there really are sword marks, Wei Xun is more confident about contacting Chen Cheng and the others. Wei Xun immediately let the corn shoots explore further forward. The little black goat also walked in that direction at the same time, taking two steps and looking back, as if to guide them.

"Following the Black Goat, we can avoid the bloodthirsty crows and vulture souls hovering in the ghost mist."

The devil merchant followed the black goat forward and explained as he walked: "The big devil said that there is a wooden pile area outside the castle, and each wooden pile corresponds to a dead soul. This pile is the outermost defense of the undead bunker. It is a good thing to be able to resist pollution and isolate ghost fog. As long as we can pull out an undead monarch-level picket, the pollution on our body can be resolved - and it can still be stored in the picket."

The Devil Merchant and Wei Xun thought of going together. It would be best if they could bring back some of the pollution energy with such a high level to study it! Of course, we have to live in a sealed room so that the hotel won't notice.

"Of course, the devil is the best at lying. You can't believe everything he says."

The devil merchant smiled slyly: "But when I recited the Eastern Judgment, I did feel that there was something in this direction."

It is absolutely indistinguishable from the magic mirror and the things related to the half-life Taoist from back then.

"Your painting of this pie is so beautiful."

Wei Xun teased, but his heart moved and he became more confident. The corn shoots who were exploring in front reported that there was indeed a field of extremely tall and sharp wooden stakes in the direction they were walking. They were not like fences or defense facilities. The sharp stakes stood one by one, more like some kind of torture instrument. Here, the corn shoots cannot stray too far from Wei Xun, as the thick ghost fog can block all contact.

So Wei Xun and the Devil Merchant followed the little black sheep and continued to move forward, letting the corn shoots continue to explore while talking to the Devil Merchant.

"Sharp stakes, dead souls, demons, and Dracula's Castle are very close to the characteristics of Dracula's Castle in history."

"I hope it's from Earth too."

The Devil Merchant sighed: "This can be considered as a reference. But if Dracula's Castle is really real, there should be a bunch of vampires and werewolves, but here it is full of undead."

"The original character of Count Dracula was not a vampire either."

Wei Xun said: "It's true that there are many undead here."

Count Dracula, the vampire described in many legends, was actually Prince Vlad Dracula of Romania. He was cruel and tortured prisoners. Legend has it that he once killed 20,000 soldiers. On sharp wooden stakes, surrounding the city, crows and vultures pecking at prisoners blocked the sky. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, there have been many terrifying ghost legends in Dracula's Castle.

However, there are many incredible things in the journey, and the legends and partially compiled mysteries in history are not necessarily false during the hotel journey. If this undead bunker had been part of a real-life journey, or even a difficult journey, I am afraid that Dracula's Castle itself is not a simple 'undead bunker'.

"You haven't explored much."

There are not only big demons attracted by the soul of the devil merchant, but also little black goat demons who lead the way. If Dracula's Castle is really calculated according to the tourist attractions on the journey, there may be more than just undead in it.

Dracula means 'son of the dragon' in Romanian. Later Romanians connected this word with the devil. Dracula, the son of the dragon, the son of the devil, there is also the legend of the Impaler, the ghost caused by the slaughter of so many captives. The undead, and the vampire legends of later generations.

Undead, demons, vampires, dragons, and even the Impaler himself may exist here.

"It's true, but it's not a complete castle in itself."

Knowing that Xiaocui is smart, the Devil Merchant didn't hide much in this regard: "The Undead Lord said that the owner of this castle has died long ago, and only a small half of the repeatedly destroyed castle remains. Almost no one knows that this is Degu La Castle and just call it the Bunker of the Dead.”

"oh?"

The owner of this castle has died a long time ago?

Wei Xun suddenly remembered the corpse of the mountain god in the funeral palace on the outskirts of Beijing. Taoist Taoist Ban Ming said, 'The Ming Tombs are not on the 30th degree north latitude, so they cannot be developed into a scenic spot at the 30th degree north latitude, and the corpse of the mountain god cannot be trapped. If it continues to deteriorate, it is very likely that the hotel will put it on the battlefield this year’

In other words, those uncontrollable pollution and monsters will be concentrated on the battlefield outposts, and all the tour guides and tourists in the hotel will also be concentrated on the battlefield to eliminate them together. If Dracula were such a monster, the entire heavily polluted Castle Dracula would resemble the corpse of a mountain god that was dropped on the battlefield in a certain decade.

The boss Dracula was killed. Dragons, demons and vampires were all extended from 'Dracula'. Due to the death of Dracula, they were almost destroyed in the castle, and the undead who resented Dracula had nothing to do with him. So more survived, so this place was called the 'Bunker of the Dead' by later generations.

"Father, father! Bamboo found a lot of food! No, it's a lot of sheep!"

At this moment, the cheerful sound of corn shoots attracted Wei Xun's attention

‘Father, Father, there are sheep, many sheep, white’

Wei Xun asked the corn shoot to pay attention to whether there were other demonic black sheep in the thick fog, but it saw a group of white sheep scattered around the pickets! I wanted to catch one of the corn shoots for my father, but...

‘Yes, there are some that can move, and powerful monsters are guarding them. They are so big, and they look delicious. They look like dogs. ’

dog?

Wei Xun's mind moved, black sheep, white sheep, pickets, dogs guarding the sheep... The tour guide's intuition allowed him to connect these elements together, and as soon as his mind wandered, he felt that this was very much like an attraction mission.

For example, travelers have to follow the black sheep into the flock without alerting the sheepdog, or find all the black sheep in the flock, and then use clues to deduce that the black sheep are demons and the seemingly harmless white sheep. The sheep are undead, and then you find the sharp stake corresponding to a certain undead, and follow the clues to enter the castle of the undead and so on.

The more Wei Xun looked at it, the more he felt that this might not just be a simple monster, but a polluted area that had been moved here, but more like a former tourist attraction.

‘Are you sure it’s a dog, a dog like Wangcai? ’

Wei Xun asked again for confirmation, and then he heard Cornbush say in confusion: 'It's not like that, it's nothing like Wangcai...Father, is Wangcai actually a dog? ’

The corn shoots seemed to have discovered some new world. They murmured a few words in a low voice, and then said happily: "If Wangcai is a dog, then the bamboo shoots are also dogs, and the bamboo shoots are corn dogs!" ’

Wei Xun:?