Chapter 123: Owl God Bone Incense Road Soul Killing Talisman
"Mandrill?"
Hear this word.
The people on the boat couldn’t hide their astonishment.
His eyes quickly withdrew from the animal teeth and jade, and instead fell on the bones.
I saw that among the three white bones, except for the one in the middle that was slightly taller, the two beside them were extremely short, less than half a person tall.
Looks like a child of only three or four years old.
When it was shaken out of the skin just now, it was because of this that they didn't think too much about it.
What you see along the way.
There are countless evil people and corpse puppets.
I have a general understanding of King Xian's various evil methods.
But at this moment, with the help of the stroke lantern in my hand, I looked at it again.
A few people soon discovered something was wrong.
Although he is short in stature, his shape is extremely weird.
It has a big head, short legs, and especially long arms.
The most important thing is.
The white bones are osteoporotic and rough, and they look like those of the elderly.
Especially one set of teeth. A cursory scan showed that there were thirty-two of them, and they were clearly all in place.
Not only is it sharp, but it also has obvious signs of wear.
"It is indeed not a toddler."
"And... they are not owned by humans."
"Looking at the finger bones and teeth, they should belong to apes."
"It's true. Although these three skeletons are close to humans, they look... You can tell from the tail vertebra that it is most likely a humanoid creature.”
The group of people are all veterans and have seen countless corpses.
This thing is just like the patina of a bright ware. It’s hard to explain. It may seem like a subtle difference, but you can see the general idea at a glance.
Just a few moments.
The bones have been analyzed clearly.
It’s just...
They still don’t quite understand.
Why does Chen Yulou dare to make such a conclusion?
Maybe it's a monkey.
Gibbons are very consistent with its characteristics.
Although no one spoke, how could Chen Yulou not understand their thoughts.
Spitted out a foul breath.
Explain it simply.
The mandrill, also known as the mountain mandrill, is a mountain monster that only exists in legends.
First appeared in Shan Hai Jing.
There is a Gan giant in the south, with a human face and long arms, a black body with hair, lips covering its face, and it smiles when everyone smiles.
It is also recorded in the Shenyi Sutra: Mandrills are long and black, and are extremely powerful. They can tear apart tigers and leopards with their bare hands and are the overlords of the mountains.
In Baobuzi, the description of the mandrill is more detailed.
"The mountain spirit is shaped like a child, with one leg facing backward. It likes to convict people at night, so it is called a mountain mandrill."
These rumors seem to be no different from folklore.
But the reason why he concluded so.
But it's because of the weird, vague aura on the white bones.
But even he can only capture it with the help of his spiritual consciousness.
That aura was somewhere between a demon and a god.
But there is an indescribable feeling of familiarity.
Chen Yulou thought for a long time.
Just remembered.
It is somewhat similar to the aura of the big ghost that I noticed that day in Long Moye's land deep in the back mountains of Maluzhai.
"Yuan Hong!"
Seeing the expressions of several people becoming more and more puzzled, Chen Yulou couldn't help but frown.
The aura is extremely weak.
He did not dare to mess around, fearing that once he used the spiritual energy, it would dissipate into nothingness.
While hesitating, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye.
At this moment, it was squatting on the stone bridge, scratching its head and ears, its face full of anxiety.
"Master..."
heard him greeting.
Yuan Hong was already impatient.
Ning still couldn't hold back, he immediately reached out to grab a few hanging branches and swung them forward with all his strength.
It drew a half-arc in mid-air.
The next moment it landed firmly on the bamboo raft.
As soon as I landed.
Yuan Hong stared at the bones in the copper box. In his amber eyes, there was not only fear and fear, but also a touch of greed and desire that could not be concealed.
Fear comes from bloodline suppression.
But the desire is driven by the wild nature in one's heart.
It can clearly detect that there is a smell hidden in the white bones that makes its soul tremble.
Just devour it.
You can become stronger by yourself.
"Gudong..."
At this moment, it seemed that there were only white bones in its eyes, and it couldn't help but swallowed hard.
I noticed something strange about it.
Partridge Whistle and the others couldn’t help but look weird.
Walking along the way, they all saw the changes in Yuan Hong.
Compared with the old ape who stole corpse-eating energy from Pingshan, it can be said that the sky and the earth have completely changed.
Literate and decipher words, speak and practice.
If it were anyone else, I would never have imagined that it turned out to be a wild animal in the mountains.
Now, it was the first time since the end of Pingshan that they felt the wildness and instinct of beasts in it again.
"Yuan Hong!"
"In..."
"Do you know him?"
It wasn't until Chen Yulou's voice rang in its ears that Yuan Hong woke up from a dream.
However, the corner of his eye was still staring at the bones, reluctant to move away.
“Reply to the master, I know you.”
“Among the apes in the world, the mandrill is the longest.”
"These three are all the remains of mandrills."
Yuan Hong nodded heavily and said solemnly.
Sure enough!
Hear it this sentence.
The group of talents was finally confirmed.
Just as the dragon is the leader of scale insects, the tiger is the master of mountains and forests, the birds are respected by the phoenix, and the same is true for apes and monkeys.
However, mandrills are naturally psychic, and it is difficult to find traces of them when traveling through mountains and rivers.
Even though Yuan Hong lived in Pingshan for decades.
I have never seen it before.
But some things are engraved in blood memory.
Although I have never seen a mandrill, it can be confirmed from the breath and soul level suppression.
“Wait!”
Yuan Hong finished his words.
Partridge Whistle’s expression suddenly changed, as if he had caught something.
“Brother Chen, you said before that mandrills are monsters in the mountains and are naturally psychic?”
"Not bad."
Seeing him confirm, Partridge Whistle finally understood, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he just kept muttering.
"That's right..."
"It seems that Brother Dao has figured it out too."
Chen Yulou smiled.
With Partridge Whistle's knowledge and ability, it would be strange to not expect it.
"Senior brother, what are you and Brother Chen talking about?"
Just listening to the conversation between the two of them guessing riddles.
Hua Ling became increasingly puzzled and couldn't help but ask.
Not only her, but Kunlun, the old foreigner and the red girl on the side obviously didn't understand either.
In the eyes of a few people.
Even mandrills are rare at best.
On this journey, I have never seen any kind of monsters like the old turtle in the river, the giant python in the lake, the giant ghost in the Wa village, and the monsters in the cave.
I really want to talk about it.
For them, the shock brought by the three white bones was far less than the insect corpse floating in the water next to them.
"It's very simple."
Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.
“In fact, the Zhongshan mandrill is the real mountain god of Zhelong Mountain. Thousands of years ago, the Yi people who have lived here for generations discovered them and regarded the mandrill as a mountain god.”
“So, The mountain god enshrined in the temple that I saw when I came here has a black face."
"As for the two green-faced and fanged little ghosts next to me..."
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the two white skeletons next to him that were obviously much shorter.
"The gourd and the toad are the magic weapons of the mountain god?"
Hua Ling said with bright eyes.
“Smart.”
Chen Yulou glanced at her with a smile and nodded appreciatively.
"Toads are things in the lake."
"As for the gourd, haven't you noticed that this underground cave is wide on the outside and narrow on the inside, resembling a gourd?"
Hearing this With the words, along with the partridge whistle, the group fell into memories. "It seems to be true."
Although the entire lake is always shrouded in fog, making it difficult to see its entirety.
But not before the moment when more than twenty sky lanterns flew into the sky.
Light dispels darkness.
You can still vaguely see some outlines.
"That's not right, shopkeeper, if they are the mountain gods, what happened to that insect?"
The red girl frowned slightly.
He pointed at the insect corpse floating on the lake.
There was still a bit of confusion in his eyes.
"The mandrill was killed, and the Yi people became prisoners of war and slaves who repaired the tomb."
"In order to guard this place and occupy the mountain god's ancestral cave, King Xian locked the mandrill's bones into a copper box Let the undead insect swallow it into your belly."
Chen Yulou explained calmly.
Just reading between the lines is chilling.
Although it happened thousands of years ago, it has already disappeared in the long river of history.
But from all the details.
You can still get a glimpse of the truth at that time.
In order to verify what he thought, Chen Yulou picked up the skin bag that was thrown aside.
By the flickering firelight.
For a moment, strange patterns appeared one by one in the skin.
Like a bunch of tadpoles floating.
“It’s the runes on the copper box.”
Miss Hong recognized it immediately.
These patterns are almost identical to those engraved on the copper box.
"Not bad..."
Chen Yulou let out a foul breath.
The eyes also became solemn.
“I didn’t dare to confirm it before, but now it seems that it should be the soul-killing talisman used to suppress souls.”
Soul-killing talisman? !
Three simple words, but it made everyone on the boat feel like they had fallen into an ice cave.
Just listen to the name.
I can also guess some of the functions of this rune.
“It should be similar to the victory-weary method I saw in Pingshan before, right?”
"If you are tired of sealing your soul, you will forever suppress the luck of the barbarians."
Partridge Whistle's pupils shuddered slightly, with a lingering gloomy look.
"What Brother Dao said is exactly what I think."
Chen Yulou nodded.
At this point, like the fog on the lake, the fog that has always shrouded everyone's minds has actually become completely clear.
"What about the undead insects?"
Seeing that several people were deep in thought, Kunlun, who had been silent, mentioned something.
But...
hear this.
Chen Yulou could not hide his admiration when he looked at him.
This question is the key to all the weirdness here.
Gourd Cave, a large lake, toads as big as carts, ancient trees shaped like rocks, and immortal mantises.
These monsters seem like they should not exist in the world.
In other words, species that have long since become extinct.
But alive here.
It is precisely because this place is actually what was left after the volcanic eruption in ancient times.
Those towering ancient trees were dissolved into fossils in an instant.
Only one undead insect escaped the catastrophe.
Countless years later, this place was discovered by those mandrills, who used the cave as their residence.
It’s just that the undead insects sleep most of the time.
There is no competition with it.
Unlike the old ape, the mountain scorpion and the six-winged centipede, they themselves are well water and do not interfere with the river water.
The ancestors of the Yi people who went to Zhelong Mountain discovered mandrills and thought they were mountain gods. They built temples, shaped statues, and offered sacrifices to mountain gods. The incense continued.
And the aura that Chen Yulou noticed from the bones before.
Actually...
It's the smell of incense.
Since ancient times, in order to seek the secret of immortality, people have robbed the tombs of gods, fished for pearls, Holy Infant Pills, skeletal figurines, elixirs, mermaid meat, incense to become gods, and seven stars to extend life.
Heretical practices, evil practices, and unscrupulous tactics.
The method of incense becoming a god is not unreasonable.
The old raccoon head of the ancient raccoon stele used the magic of round light to transform into the old white prince. He lived majestically in the temple, received incense from the foolish women of the people, and swallowed human blood.
If not.
With its weak roots.
Wanting to become a demon, evade the secrets of heaven, and live for hundreds of years is simply a daydream.
"Maybe it's some kind of alien species."
Shaked his head.
Chen Yulou dispersed his thoughts and explained vaguely.
The eruption of a volcano cannot be described as ancient.
At least it is measured in ten thousand years.
He can speak clearly, but they may not be able to understand.
"Lord, master..."
Seeing that the group finally ended their conversation, Yuan Hong licked his lips and pointed at the mandrill bones carefully.
Looking forward to two words.
It’s just that it’s written clearly.
How could Chen Yulou not understand its little thoughts.
For this mandrill skeleton, only Yuan Hong is the most suitable.
One is of the same genus as the ape.
If you swallow it, there may be a chance to awaken the ancestral blood like the Angry Chicken.
Another one, the scent of incense hidden in it.
For those of them who are either practicing Taoism or cultivating immortality, it is not only useless, it can even be said to be arsenic poison.
“Okay, my mouth is almost watering.”
"Take it away."
Chen Yulou shook his head and cursed with a smile.
"Yes...Thank you for the reward, master!"
Yuan Hong, who was still worried at first, felt like two lights were lit in his eyes when he heard these words.
His expression was full of excitement, and he almost bowed down again.
"Use that piece of skin to collect it."
See it and prepare to attack directly.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Yulou reminded him.
I won’t say whether King Xian’s methods are evil or not, but they are effective.
Especially that undead insect.
Although he had been killed, it was still hard for him to imagine.
Two thousand years ago, how could a group of people who drank blood like hair and drink control it?
Golden mask and dragon scale demon armor.
Obviously it is a means to contain it.
More than two thousand years later, the moment they see the undead insect today, some of the employees can’t help but have the urge to worship.
Not to mention the barbarian era.
Since ancient times, people have always given them titles such as gods, spirits, demons, and ghosts for unknown and transcendent existences.
This is something engraved in your bones.
Easy and indelible.
But King Xian did it.
They even trapped the undead insects in the cave for two thousand years and did not dare to cross the thunder pond.
If I hadn’t fished it out with a toad before, I’m afraid it wouldn’t have left easily.
"Oh...yes."
Yuan Hong did not dare to hesitate at all.
Immediately grabbed the skin bag engraved with the soul-killing talisman and carefully put away the three bones.
There are also animal teeth and jade.
According to the owner, they are all mountain god magic weapons.
Feel the heaviness.
Its hanging heart fell back into its stomach.
With these mandrill bones, it is at least 60 to 70% sure that it can reach heights that it could not even imagine before.
Not to mention that in the past few days, it has also been making progress in the practice of Xuan Dao foundation building skills.
"Yuan Hong, sooner or later I will be able to live up to the high expectations given by my master!"
Because of this name, Yuan Hong flipped through the book and vaguely noticed something.
"Brother Chen, there is a hidden compartment here."
Hua Ling and Miss Hong had reached the other side of the ancient bronze box at some point.
Chen Yulou was shocked.
For the first time, a touch of uncontrollable excitement appeared in those calm and calm eyes.
The hand holding the wind lantern was so hard that all the meridians on the back of the hand were clearly visible.
"Coming..."
Without any delay, he quickly approached.
The wind lantern stretched forward.
Under the firelight.
A jade-like light was immediately refracted.
“Well, why does it feel like a jade fetus?”
(End of this chapter)