ragginovel Chapter 613 Dead Body With Broken Arms
Chapter 613 Dead Body With Broken Arms
Chapter 613 Dead Body With Broken Arms
Western Xinjiang, a wild land.
Dangerous mountains and bad waters, cliffs can be seen everywhere, poisonous miasma occurs frequently, and fierce beasts and poisonous insects live together.
Even if there is an occasional winding and rugged mountain road, it is also difficult and dangerous all the way.
However, although the western border is dangerous, the scenery is very strange, with strange peaks and rocks, waterfalls and springs, mountains and mountains, and a myriad of scenes.
The place is not without people.
On the contrary, there are quite a few mortals in Xijiang, and they are the aborigines whose ancestors lived here. Most of them live in villages and are proficient in martial arts and the art of controlling insects, surviving in the cracks.
'Crash...'
A small river flows between the cliffs. The river is not wide, but it is very fast.When the water hits the rocks on the river bank, it can splash a white spray.
The course of this small river, like most rivers in western Xinjiang, is extremely tortuous.
Blocked by rocks and cliffs, sometimes you can see where the river is blocked, forming small eddies, which can often lock a large group of dead branches, grass, and leaves, and gather more and more.
In some places, there is even a thick log lying horizontally, which is full of scars. It is obvious that the trees in the mountains fell down, broke, and rolled into the river.
Don't worry about them rotting in the river, though.
There is a lot of rain in western Xinjiang, and there can be a heavy rain in a few days, which will wash the mountains completely. After the rain, the river will surge, and the debris in the river will be washed away.
As the saying goes, the forest is more quiet than the noise of cicadas, and the mountain of singing birds is more secluded.
The river here is rushing, and the mountains on both sides are noisy with birds and animals, but it seems more quiet.
Especially at this time, it was early morning, and there was just a drizzle, and now there are still small raindrops falling, and the water vapor gathers into a mist, covering the top of the mountain, like a fairyland.
'Whizzing……'
Suddenly, there was a sharp piercing sound from the lower reaches of the river.
The fog swayed, and a little golden light was seen from a distance, breaking through the fog along the river and coming from the downstream, at an extremely fast speed.
After a golden pause, it stopped in mid-air, revealing a middle-aged man in a strange robe.
The man is tall and strong, standing in the air, with a little golden light flying around him, and the shape of a sword can be vaguely seen.
He has a rough appearance, except for many complicated patterns on his face, there are three claw marks left by something unknown, extending from the corner of the eye to the corner of the mouth on the other side.
The claw marks were dead gray, as if poisonous residue, making the man even more vicious.
The robes on him were of a strange style, as if they were sewn from pieces of irregular animal skins, stitching together a strange pattern, and the colors were very bright.
On his neck, wrists, and even his face, strange patterns are tattooed with unknown paints, and he wears many ornaments such as white bones, animal teeth, and strange insects.
If there are mortals in the nearby village passing by, and seeing the items on this person, they will definitely kneel down and worship immediately, calling out to Bimo, Lord Priest, or the messenger of the witch god, and so on.
The animal skins, animal teeth, and animal bone products on this person are all taken from the most vicious poisonous insects and beasts, which are the most feared existences in Western Xinjiang.
Only the legendary envoys of the witch gods, or the bimos and priests of Dazhai have the ability to hunt and kill.
And if you look at it from the perspective of a monk in Xiaohanyu, this person is a fellow immortal cultivator, but this kind of dress is too weird, unprecedented in Xiaohanyu, and his cultivation is not high, only the tenth floor of the Qi refining period That's all.
The animal-skin man stood in the air, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring down, the river had a sharp bend just below him, and a thick layer of broken branches and leaves was deposited on the river.
Among the chaotic branches, a white arm stretched out unexpectedly.
Ordinary people in Western Xinjiang are martial arts, and there are frequent battles between villages for resources. It is not surprising that there are dead bodies in the river, and the animal skin man didn't care at first.
Unexpectedly, after a quick glance, he found some unusual details, which attracted him to stop.
The man in the animal skin dodged and landed on the river bank, and with his palm stretched towards the center of the river, a burst of spiritual power was released, easily grabbing the dead body in the river.
'Wow! '
The dead body was brought out forcibly, and when the whirlpool became chaotic, the broken branches gathered in the river immediately fell apart, and some of them were washed away by the river, but they flowed down continuously from the upstream, and there were still several thick logs thick as thighs.
'Snapped! '
The dead body fell on the shore, facing upwards, revealing a rather handsome face, it was a young man in his early 20s.
His body was shrouded in a thick corpse, obviously soaked in the river for a long time.
At this time, the man's eyes were closed tightly, he had no breath, and he was dead.His left arm was broken up to his shoulder, and the blood was drained dry, or stopped by some method.
This is a corpse with a severed arm.
"It really is the messenger of the witch god!"
The animal-skinned man looked happy, with a greedy look in his eyes, he didn't expect to make a fortune on the road.
"This cassock should be good! What a pity!"
The animal skin man looked at the broken cassock on the body with the severed arm, and felt that the material itself was very good, but it was a pity that there were many holes and tears on it, making it unusable.
Broken like this, the cassock can still have a certain protective effect in the turbulent river.
"Floating from above, could it be Tianyue Village? Civil turmoil broke out inside again?"
The animal-skinned man glanced up the river, frowning secretly, his consciousness swept over the dead body with the broken arm, including the rusted wrench on his finger, but found nothing abnormal.
In the end, he stared at the two pockets around the waist of the corpse with the broken arm.
"What are these two bags? Why are they so weird? Which one is the mustard bag?"
The animal-skin man muttered to himself. He had contacted some priests from Dazhai, as well as foreign messengers of witch gods. He knew that human monks used to use a magical storage tool called a mustard bag, which was easier to use than their own.
Later, the messengers of the witch gods of this clan were influenced by the human race, and many of them have already caught up with the human race. For example, the name of the witch god messengers is no longer called outside, and they are all called monks and immortals.
Only in remote places like Xijiang, some traditions are still preserved.
The pockets on dead bodies with severed arms don't look like mustard bags.
"Could it be that they are all pretending to be Gu worms? Or... have they been raided?"
The animal skin man's face darkened, and the smile on his face disappeared. He grabbed one of them with his hand, and with a rush of consciousness, he easily opened the pocket.
"Om..."
The next moment, a sharp buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the valley.
A huge cloud of blood rushed out of his pocket, and the animal-skinned man saw the monstrous blood-winged monster bees in the cloud of blood clearly, and was so frightened that his face was paler than the dead bodies on the ground.
The animal skin man screamed, and a green light flew out from his dantian.
It turned out to be a sapphire praying mantis the size of a finger, wielding double blades.
Facing the ferocious blood cloud, the Sapphire Mantis looked so thin and weak, it was immediately swallowed by the blood cloud, not even bones remained.
The animal skin man had just raised his golden sword when a cloud of blood drowned him in an instant.
"what!"
A shrill scream startled the birds and beasts in the mountains.
(Thank you Ma Mang for the reward from the boss. I wanted to add more thanks today, but I didn’t expect that the new volume has just started, and the hand feel is not good, and the writing is bumpy. I will make it up in two days!)
(Thanks to Xing Xingcao and Yun Shiyu for their rewards, and thanks to book friends for their votes and rewards!)
(End of this chapter)