Wei Sihao's voice echoed among the mountains. Zhang Hao leaned against the door and looked out. He saw a stream of light appearing from time to time on the gloomy mountain road. It was obvious that everyone in the Valley of the Evil was alarmed.
Zhang Hao felt helpless, Wei Sihao was really impatient.
But he didn't blame Wei Sihao either.
Anyone who has been hungry for hundreds of years would probably not be able to bear it if a big meal suddenly appeared in front of him.
Zhang Hao asked himself, if he were placed on Wei Sihao's body, he would do the same.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a stream of light suddenly rushing into the room. The old man who was lying upright on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and moved his mouth.
Just when Zhang Hao thought that the old man would undergo a sudden change, he saw the old man suddenly open his big mouth, and at the same time, a strange baby cried.
Two extremely delicate little hands pierced the old man's white bones directly, and there was actually a ball of flesh hidden in his thin and jagged frame.
"Sure enough, this old man was the object that was sacrificed, and the thing that was really resurrected was actually hidden in this old man's body."
Zhang Hao had just looked through the room and couldn't find anything unusual. Now that he thought about it, the other party was also a smart man. He knew that nothing could be hidden in the room, so he simply hid the secret in the old man's belly.
And this old man is so thin that ordinary people would never deliberately explore the old man's body.
The cold murderous aura and resentment permeated the old man's body. The two fleshy balls struggled with each other and gradually merged into a larger fleshy ball.
Zhang Hao remained calm and watched quietly.
After a while, the meat ball and the old man merged into one. With a bang, the meat ball suddenly exploded, and the old man's body slowly sat up.
Two fleshy balls sprouted from his hollow and sunken eye sockets, glowing slightly red. When he looked at Zhang Haozhi, a ferocious and strange smile appeared on his stiff face.
"Why are you laughing? Am I funny?"
Zhang Hao said calmly and punched him.
Even without the use of earth energy, it would be extremely easy to deal with these half-hearted people in the Valley of the Evil with his strength.
The people in the Valley of the Wicked obviously didn't expect Zhang Hao's strength to be so terrifying.
The old man struggled hurriedly, but with his strength, he was unable to hurt Zhang Hao at all.
Zhang Hao left no room with his fists. After a few punches, the old man was beaten to the point of collapse.
In other words, the old man was already dead, and the energy that kept him moving was just a little residual energy from the earth's veins.
Even a zombie like Wei Sihao was beaten by Zhang Hao, let alone an old ghost.
However, during the fight, Zhang Hao also discovered an interesting thing.
The old ghost's strength is indeed not good enough, but his resilience is very strong.
Zhang Hao cut through his head several times, but in a blink of an eye, the old man would be back to his original state.
Zhang Hao did not use too much earth energy, but only used ordinary fists.
He discovered that the old man was a punching bag, and very competent at it, able to recover no matter how many times he was hit.
Zhang Hao has never been so happy since he came out of the mountain.
After punching Zhang Hao for hundreds of punches, the old man finally closed his eyes.
There was a trace of grievance and depression on his ferocious face.
Perhaps even he himself did not expect that he had spent so much effort to finally complete his resurrection, but after waking up, the first thing he did was to be beaten like a sandbag.
If he was given another chance, I'm afraid he would never use this method again.
"Huh?"
Zhang Hao moved his muscles a few times and was suddenly stunned.
After the old man fell to the ground, all the auras dissipated, and he turned into a dead tree.
This turned out to be a humanoid puppet.
Zhang Hao is no stranger to puppets.
This kind of thing appeared many times in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Isolation Formation. At that time, Lao Bao and Getu were in deep trouble. If he hadn't arrived in time, these two people would have been trained into puppets.
Getu, who was huge and full of yang, was spotted by a female ghost in red, sealed in a coffin and made into a puppet to serve as his ghost groom.
Lao Bao is even worse. His body is used as a puppet. Although the old ghost parasitizing him has no ill intentions, ghosts are ghosts and occupying the body of a living person for a long time will eventually cause some harm to the human body.
After that, what happened in Shibei Village further verified Zhang Hao's ideas.
But now, he actually saw the puppet technique again.
It's just that this puppet technique is very funny. It takes a lot of means, and the puppet it creates doesn't even have a trace of vitality, it's just the lowest level.
"But no matter how low-level it is, the art of puppetry still has a path to inheritance. Ordinarily it shouldn't appear here."
Zhang Hao was thoughtful.
With inheritance and without inheritance, they are simply two extremes.
Those with inheritance, no matter how weak they are, will one day grow into a big tree. Without inheritance, blind cultivation will only end up harming others and yourself.
In his opinion, the Valley of the Wicked was just a group of rabble without any practice, and was nothing to worry about. However, among these people, there was a guy with a real inheritance, which really surprised him.
"Who is the owner of this thing?"
Zhang Hao thought thoughtfully.
However, he didn't know yet that the owner of this place, whom he was curious about, had been killed by Wei Sihao.
Zhang Hao thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason, so he could only take the half piece of wood out.
However, in the next room, perhaps because of Wei Sihao's aberration, no matter which room door Zhang Hao opened, there was no breath.
Not only the breath of the living, but also the breath of the dead is gone, as if these wooden houses in the mountains have been turned into mountain villas for tourists to vacation.
"This is the Valley of the Wicked. The Valley of the Wicked has been operating here for decades, so it's impossible not to have a second lair."
Zhang Hao came out of the last room and sighed helplessly.
First the finger monster appeared, and then the puppet technique. He thought there were surprises in other rooms, but he was disappointed.
However, after Wei Sihao made trouble, Zhang Hao discovered another strange thing.
At this time, except for the mountain he was on, all the other peaks in the mountains seemed to be lifeless.
How could there be no one in such a weird Valley of Evil?
Wei Sihao just caused a stir. Did all these people escape?
The wooden houses on this mountain are all abandoned. What about the next mountain?
There are many mountains near the Valley of the Wicked. Even if they can give up one place, can they give up all of them?
Zhang Hao stepped forward in the air and came to another mountain peak again.
This mountain is taller, but also more primitive. The road is extremely difficult to travel, as if the mountain road is full of withered obstacles.
Layers of dead trees and branches were connected to each other, blocking the road together. Zhang Hao condensed the energy of the earth veins into a sickle and waved it at will.
The dead branches were chopped off randomly, revealing layers of gray-black sap, exuding an extremely foul smell.
Zhang Hao smelled it for a few times and suddenly showed a look of disgust on his face. The smell was slightly toxic.
He had just arrived at a platform when he saw a figure standing on a high platform above the platform, looking at him coldly. The so-called platform. It's just a larger stone, attached to the cliff in the mountain, easily undisturbed.
Perhaps even the owner of this stone platform did not expect that even though there are various obstacles in this place, there are still people who can survive.
The man stared at Zhang Hao coldly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a moment, he suddenly waved his hand, and a cold air gradually filled Zhang Hao's body.
At this time, the earth energy in Zhang Hao's hands had dissipated, and he seemed to have turned back into an ordinary person.
There was no breath on his body, but only Zhang Hao himself knew that as long as he stepped on the earth, the energy of the earth would be at his disposal at any time.
When he was in Hidden Dragon Mountain, he didn't dare to use it because the energy of the earth veins was already saturated, but now the earth has been connected.
The ground veins of Hidden Dragon Mountain were completely blocked, so it was just a lake. Now, after thousands of years of accumulation, this lake is about to burst its banks.
Zhang Hao did not dare to wander freely in Hidden Dragon Mountain, but after he entered the new world, the heaven and earth earth veins were connected together, like an endless ocean with no bottom.
It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Zhang Hao can mobilize the energy of the earth, he can still be invincible even if he is besieged by thousands of people.
He may not be able to kill these many people, but he can still be immortal.
"There is something interesting about this person."
Zhang Hao looked at the shadow on the stone platform with a smile on his lips.
This person is obviously a man, but he has long hair and wears the robe of a female ghost, as if he is a resentful ghost in the mountains.
He has just seen the puppet technique and the perverted murderer. Who is this person, a perverted cross-dresser?
Zhang Hao smiled faintly, and a flash of light in his hand turned into a light, illuminating the man on the stone platform.
After the lights were illuminated, the scenes of the ten surrounding stations were also revealed.
Around the stone platform, there are more than a dozen large black and red flags. Each flagpole is carved with strange runes and special spells. At a glance, there seem to be some strange marks on these spells.
This is another place used to make sacrifices, but I don’t know if it was successful?
The man was obviously a little afraid of Zhang Hao.
He stepped back and disappeared into the shadows.
Zhang Hao looked at the other party coldly and did not stop him from leaving.
It was easy for him to kill this person, but he didn't do it.
It doesn't matter when an ant dies. It's most useful to let him create some more value before he dies.
Zhang Hao walked to the stone platform and pulled out a flagpole.
As soon as the flagpole was pulled out, a gap suddenly appeared on the cliff next to it.
With a bang, the rocks collapsed, and bursts of Yin Qi poured out from the mountain gate.
The cold aura contained a strange and extremely murderous intention.
If it were an ordinary person, just this breath would be enough to scare them to death.
However, Zhang Hao looked extremely calm, looked at the darkness in the cave, and walked in.
There was a rotten and moldy smell in the narrow passage, and the stone walls were filled with moist water drops, as if there had once been a mountain lake here.
This cave has been renovated.
Zhang Hao first opened a cloth curtain and found that it was covered with colors. It should have recorded some kind of scene, but it had decayed in this humid environment and the specific content could not be distinguished.
There were no decorations in the cave, except for a dark sarcophagus in the deepest part.
The coffin was fixed by four chains and placed in mid-air on the stone platform.
It is definitely not auspicious if the coffin does not fall to the ground.
According to burial customs, the coffin does not fall to the ground. There are two representations.
One is that the owner of the coffin is not dead yet, and the coffin is only left for future preparation.
In this way, the person can be buried immediately after death without delay.
To put it mildly, this situation shows that the old man's children and grandchildren are unreliable.
This made the old man feel uneasy, so he prepared a coffin for himself in advance.
However, whether it is due to the unfilial piety of the children or the old man himself, after all, it is just a folk custom and will not affect others.
The second possibility is what Zhang Hao cares about.
According to legend, if someone dies with great resentment and refuses to open his eyes, he or she will not be buried immediately after being placed in the coffin. Instead, he or she must be roasted with flame powder to remove the deep resentment from the person.
The specific time is different. Some people only need to bake for a few days, while others need to bake for dozens or hundreds of years.
Zombies of Wei Sihao's level should be top-notch zombies that take hundreds of years to relieve their grievances.
But no matter how long it takes, resentment is enough to cause the corpse to mutate, which is no longer a good thing.
Zhang Hao didn't know the type of coffin.
The energy of the earth's veins condensed in Zhang Hao's hands. He stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on the coffin, but was surprised to find that the coffin was already covered with grease.
These oils were made from animal blood and special oils. Zhang Hao put them in front of his nose and smelled them. They contained black dog blood, as well as incense ash, cinnabar and other exorcisms.
Zhang Hao thought silently, feeling a little more surprised.
Could it be that he really guessed that there really was an unformed zombie sealed in the coffin here.
Bang.
Zhang Hao pushed the coffin away without thinking.
No matter what it is, you'll know after you open it and take a look.
If they are zombies, they will be destroyed. If they are not zombies, they will be buried in peace. This can be regarded as giving him an explanation.
He is not the boy he used to be, but a super master who comes from multiple inheritances and is already more powerful than the Evil Emperor.
Zhang Hao had been very cautious in Hidden Dragon Mountain before and developed a cautious temperament, but he also knew that Hidden Dragon Mountain was too special and could not be regarded as a routine at all.
From the inheritance in Hidden Dragon Mountain, any one of them will be a top master in the outside world, enough to inherit the sect and become a master.
And in the outside world, such as in the Valley of the Wicked, I am afraid that all the people put together cannot catch up with a master from Shibei Village.
Although the people of Shibei Village cannot escape from the village, relying on their own inheritance, they can evolve an illusion that is fake and real. Even after the village chief disappears, the illusion can still be maintained for hundreds of years.
This ability is simply astonishing. Even if the outside world has never heard of it, even if they just think about it, they think it is impossible.
"Old Wei, what on earth are you doing?"
Zhang Hao frowned.
Outside the cave, there were bursts of screams. It was obviously Wei Sihao's new move.
These thieves in the mountains are not very strong. They can just kill them. Why make such a big fuss?
However, just as Zhang Hao was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud noise outside.
Immediately, thunder rolled and heavy rain poured down. (End of chapter)