In my sight, there were hundreds of cavemen with deformed bodies and ugly faces, kowtowing and shouting in the direction of Jia Wei on the stone bridge. Their cries don't need to be translated by Yang Cao, and I can know them. Because they only shouted a simple word: "King! King! Wang ......"

The sound was loud and reverberated in the space, like a tsunami from a mountain, which made people feel frightened.

We cautiously walked around to the entrance of the cave and looked at the dead woman standing on the stone bridge, waving in all directions, and hesitated. We can be sure that Jia Wei has been possessed by the dark shadow on the throne of the main hall, but why do these strange-looking cavemen call her king? You must know that the hall has been dusted for the years of ignorance!

Could it be that these demon-like cavemen are also descendants of Jelang?

It's just that the situation is urgent at this time, and we can't afford to be half curious, seeing that all the cavemen are kneeling on the ground and worshipping Jia Wei, taking this opportunity, we still hurry up and run away. However, after not walking a few steps, Jia Wei pointed at us and shouted, these low-lying creatures on the ground were as docile as little sheep one moment, and the next moment they turned into wolves, scurrying up, holding shabby weapons, and running towards us desperately.

We had planned to slip away quietly, but when we couldn't see it, we strode outside.

At this moment, who cares about the life or death of the original Jia Wei?

We soon ran to the junction and prepared to follow the cave and return to the outside - the cavemen live in the cave all the year round, and the yin qi is very heavy, and the body functions have adapted to the underground life, and when they return to the surface, they can only move at night, otherwise when they encounter the sun, their muscles will atrophy, and their eyes will not be covered by eyelids, and they will easily lose their sight. This is what we deduced from the corpse of the caveman who died that day.

However, speculation is always speculation, and it is not necessarily true, and we still need to verify it.

But will the cavemen give us a chance to verify?

Apparently not.

From the waterhole to the hall, a few hundred meters in a zigzag way, we came in silently, like ghosts, but when we went out, they kept coming out of the corners and pounced on us. These guys didn't even have weapons on them, and they were scratching and scratching at us, chirping, and it was very annoying. Cavemen are generally not tall, the tallest is only one meter five, the short one meter is less than one meter, and they are like smooth monkeys. But they are agile, jumping one foot high, and their claws are long and sharp, and they are very threatening even if they are not armed with weapons.

As I ran, I asked Jia Wei what he said? Yang Cao told me that Jia Wei said that he was caught alive.

Because it's a human form and has a psychological shadow, our counterattack was a little measured at first, and our hands were not black, but when we were entangled in anger by the cavemen who jumped out one after another, we didn't care about these, and our hands and feet were heavy.

But even so, after running forty or fifty meters, I heard a scream from behind, and when I looked back, I saw Hu Wenfei, who had some slight injuries on his body, falling to the ground, and four or five cavemen immediately pounced on him and beat him.

"Old Hu!"

Yang Cao's two fists were holding eight two-inch silver needles, and when he turned around, with a wave of his hand, a piece of blood flew out.

However, in this short period of time, a dozen or so cavemen had decisively submerged the silver-needled man, and in front of me were two piles of flesh stacked on top of each other. The troglodyte's greasy skin only shook in front of my eyes, and when I slashed two troglodytes and blood spilled on my face, my head was hit hard, and I felt like the world was dark.

Then all over the body, a burning pain spread.

There were scratches, bites, and thrashing.

Five minutes later, me, Yang Cao and Hu Wenfei, who were covered in bruises, were tied with a kind of fish tendon rope and dragged all the way to Jia Wei. The woman stood by the small river flowing with silver liquid with her hands tied, surrounded by dozens of tall (1.4 to 1.5 meters) cavemen, looking very "kingly-like". A guy with a slightly normal stature kicked me in the socket of my calf, and it hurt excruciously, but I couldn't hold back, and four or five cavemen rushed up at me, beat me violently, and forced me to my knees.

They were angry, and they looked like devils in my eyes, and their fists were slippery and greasy, and when they hit me in the body, they immediately splashed some yellow slime, not too painful, but disgusting.

There is a saying that "a man has gold under his knees", and I wanted to insist on integrity and reflect my image of being a very disciplined hard bones, but immediately a guy took a stone spoon and scooped a spoonful of silver round liquid from the river, brought it to me, and was ready to pour it on me, and I immediately knelt down.

Alas, I'm really guilty too, what kind of integrity do you insist on with these monsters?

Yang Cao and Hu Wenfei also knelt on my left.

Jia Wei looked at us, her face showed a strange weirdness, she walked slowly, walked around us, I felt uncomfortable, there was an illusion of being seen through. The silence lasted for more than five minutes, and four cavemen moved over a carved stone bench, and Jia Wei sat on it with a golden knife, his compass-like legs spread apart, looked at us, and asked in a rough and hoarse voice, "How did you enter the Qi Palace Temple?" ”

The appearance of a middle-aged woman, but in a very masculine voice to ask us, such a strange situation, but people are entangled, very unaccustomed.

Fortunately, she finally used Mandarin with a slight Sichuan flavor, otherwise our communication would have been even worse.

A few of us were forced to the ground, looking at this former companion, and I didn't know what to say.

She tilted her head, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and my head cracked in pain as if it had been hit with a hammer. "Ah......h

I turned my head to look left, only to see that Yang Cao and Hu Wenfei's eyes also flowed blood and tears, and their faces were pale, like ghosts.

Yang Cao was also stubborn, gritted his teeth, and said Who are you?

Jia Wei smiled proudly and said My identity is unspeakably expensive, how can it be understood by you nobodies? It's better to explain my problem quickly, so as not to suffer too much. Yang Cao, the bachelor, also laughed, saying that they all came out to mix, but they just died, who can scare whom? No matter how expensive you are, how can it be more expensive than forty dollars a pound of beef? - You—You're not the legendary Yelang King, are you?

As soon as Yang Cao said it, my heart was terrified, if it was really the Yelang King, then what we were facing was an old ghost who had lived for more than 2,000 years. How can a spirit of this level be shaken by us little miscellaneous fish? If this is the case, even if the masters of the imperial capital come out, they may not be able to submit to it.

Generally speaking, people and ghosts have different paths, and there is a yin wind to wash, and there will never be a ghost of such an age in this world. But there is a "one" in everything, and there are exceptions, in this magic circle, there may really be such a powerful ghost in the world.

Well, we can only wait for death, or a more brutal ending.

Jia Weiha laughed, saying that you really know how to guess, my ancestor is extremely talented, but it is a pity that he was swallowed by the black tide, and his body and soul disappeared. Don't talk nonsense, why are you able to enter the main hall, if you don't say it quickly, be careful that I concoct you into a silver armor and bronze corpse, and your soul will never be reborn!

Yang Cao pursed his lips and stopped talking.

I'm a little puzzled, this ghost king has been possessed by Jia Wei's body for several days, didn't it take over Jia Wei's memory, and didn't know what happened before Lu Dao? And why does it keep investigating the state of the main hall, is it ...... Is there anything in there that is worth protecting?

I don't know what the road is for, I suddenly remembered the female zombie in the Black Yao sarcophagus, is there something greasy in this?

Seeing that we didn't answer for a long time, Jia Wei raised his hand, and immediately several cavemen came to arrest us and dragged us to the ditch. I hurriedly raised my hand and said that I opened the door. How did you open it? I don't know, just get some blood.

"Oh?" Jia Wei was a little surprised, leaned down to look at me, and groaned.

I briefly described Jia Wei's image before, although her mother was rumored to be as charming as a flower when she was young, but obviously she did not inherit this excellent gene, with a sad face, a word of eyebrows, and two lips as thick as African brothers, although I know that her identity at the moment is a mysterious ghost king, but being forced like this, is still a little uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's my delusion, I feel that there is a little more warmth on the face of the ghost king Mu Ran.

He said lightly: "At a young age, there is a golden silkworm Gu on his body, a dehydration ghost and demon hanging on his chest, he has solid real strength, and he has a sharp light in his eyes, he is indeed a talent...... Not bad, not bad! After saying this, he suddenly asked me a few words, it was Gu Miao, I naturally didn't understand bullshit, I didn't know what he said.

Seeing that I didn't react, the ghost king was furious, Huo Ran stood up, gave an order to the disgusting caveman next to him, and then turned around and walked towards another place.

Those cavemen who listened to the order came and pulled us, beat and kicked us, and forced Yang Cao and Hu Wenfei to walk to the black cave over there. I was pressed to the death, and an old guy with sparse white hair on his brow held a carbonized bamboo tube in his hand, dipped it in the tumbling mercury in a stone spoon, and then pointed at me between my eyebrows.

I felt the terrifying power of the mercury that annihilated everything, and I kept stepping back, and asked Yang Cao loudly, what did the dog say?

Yang Cao replied to me while struggling: "He said that you are a traitor who can't even speak the words of your ancestors, and the Golden Silkworm Gu is left on you, and it is wasted, let these monsters break the Golden Silkworm Gu!" ”

When I heard this, it was like a thunderbolt.