The sun hung a little muddy in the sky, and the overlapping distant mountains also lay there weakly, without the slightest momentum, or rather, the whole world was lifeless. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There are no weeds or trees in sight, and there is a barren area as far as the eye can see.

"Those two yellow skins have been staring at us for two days, right?"

Mu Shaoan glanced back, and a few hundred meters behind them, two humanoid monsters with short stature, extremely obscene appearance, wrinkled faces, but still dragging a tail were also slowly walking around.

If it weren't for Cynthia's insistence that he must maintain F-level strength, he would have kicked these two ugly things out of the clouds one by one.

However, these two yellow skins also seem to be afraid of something, anyway, they always keep a distance of several hundred meters.

The road was very long, and with the strength of the F-class, the two of them walked one hundred and twenty miles every day, and they had to spend the night in the wilderness.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Mu Shaoan feels that when it comes to night in this world, it will be different immediately, the starry sky is extraordinarily bright, and if you concentrate your mental power, it is easy to obtain something called Linglu.

Well, in fact, this thing is not magical, and the effect of absorbing a drop is roughly equivalent to drinking a bottle of Wahaha, of course, from his point of view.

On the contrary, Cynthia is very interested in this, and she always runs around all night, and can catch more than 30 drops of spiritual dew.

This made Mu Shaoan quite speechless.

Finally, on the third day, a very imposing mountain finally stood in front of them, this mountain range should be north-south, very grand, and on a hill extending from the north of the mountain range, there is a stone fortress that is obviously ancient Roman style, although there are many dilapidations, but you can still see the ambition of the original builders.

"This is what a mass grave fort, right?"

Mu Shaoan asked curiously, at this moment he had already sensed that there were still dozens of living people in this seemingly deserted fortress, but their breath was weak, and they couldn't talk about their strength, similar to ordinary people.

"Well, this is the Mass Grave Castle, the people here are all immigrants from the earth, but according to the plot of this novel, they will die completely within a month, and in another three months, the pig's foot Duan Heng of the novel will also be immigrated here to settle down, and the task given to us by the will of the main body of this world should fall here, and in this mountain. Cynthia said lightly.

"What about the virus?"

"I don't know, in fact, our opponent this time is not a virus, such a novel world with only B-difficulty, what viruses can it attract, those middle and high-level viruses don't bother to come here, so our task is to fix the bug, fix the plot bug in the novel, but this kind of thing can't be said explicitly, we can only understand, the will of the subject will keep it secret for us, and we will also keep it secret for her, it's as simple as that, and even from beginning to end, we don't need to meet the pig's feet in this world. ”

"There is still such a business?"

"It's that you're so rare and weird. ”

Mu Shao'an and the two of them were talking, and they approached the mass burial fort, but there were no guards in it to scold, and even when they walked in from the collapsed city wall, no one stopped them, the reason is very simple, the people in this castle are all sick, and at the moment they are all lying in front of the houses built of stone, basking in the cold sun, hoping to collect some heat, but from their yellow and thin appearance, they will not live long.

Mass grave fort, that's a curse.

"Where are you from?"

Just looking at it, a somewhat dull voice suddenly came from a stone tower dozens of meters away, and when I looked back, it was a middle-aged man in ancient costume, he didn't look sick, not only full of energy, but also with deep eyes, very sharp.

Mu Shaoan was about to say something, but Cynthia hurriedly spoke: "We are the executioners of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, and we took a private job at the Black Wind Pass, who is called Duan Heng here? Here is a letter from him and a package." ”

"Changfeng Dart Bureau?Private work?"

The middle-aged man in ancient costume frowned tightly, and seemed to know the Changfeng Dart Bureau, and the Black Wind Pass was indeed not too far from this mass burial fort, and it was understandable to take private work, but the immigrants who could be assigned to the mass burial fort did not have any strong interpersonal relationships, let alone enough property to invite the executioner of the dart bureau.

"We don't have a name Duan Heng here, you guys go, you're in the wrong place. ”

Although Mu Shao'an didn't know what medicine was sold in Cynthia's gourd at this time, his ability to observe words and emotions would not be bad, so he immediately snorted, turned his head and said to Cynthia indifferently: "Let's go, people said that there is no such person here, and you can go back to pay errands." ”

"That's not good, I'm entrusted by someone, this is not only private work, but also human affection, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and look for it, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death, this radius of hundreds of miles, but there is no second mass burial fort, that brother, this matter is no problem, right?" Cynthia really raised her eyebrows and sang angrily, singing and harmonizing, the middle-aged man in ancient costume frowned again, and snorted coldly randomly, "Half a year ago, there were still 3,000 people in this mass burial fort, if you are not afraid of death, go and look for it, but no one will collect the corpse for you." ”

With that, he turned around and went back to the tower, and everything was strange.

At this time, Cynthia explained to Mu Shaoan in a low voice: "He is the reclamation officer here, and he can be regarded as a junior immortal cultivator, probably the strength of E-, but these are not important, let's find a way to stay here first, we are fixing the plot bug, but we can't change the direction of the plot, well, we can also pretend to be seriously ill." ”

"What serious illness?"

"It's just that the evil gas enters the body.,According to the plot,,There's a lot of evil in this mountain.,If I'm not bad as expected.,The place to fix the plot bug is here.。 ”

After a brief explanation, Mu Shao'an and Cynthia acted separately, pretending to run around the entire mass grave castle, but soon Mu Shao'an really found something interesting.

Outside the mass burial fort, although it is said to be a barren area, the temperature is still very high after all, about 20 degrees, but when you enter this mass burial fort, the temperature begins to drop, but it is not obvious, but when Mu Shao'an rushed to the back fort of the mass burial fort, he immediately felt that this place was gloomy.

Needless to say, this is the reason why those ordinary people who are in the reclamation are seriously ill, and the yin and evil qi has entered the body.

How could an ordinary person withstand this, but that junior immortal cultivator could completely resist it.

But there is a question here, since that junior immortal cultivator knew that the evil qi here was so serious, why didn't he make a sound reminder, at least it was okay to change the location of the cantonment, he had to come here to die?

However, these thoughts also flashed by Mu Shaoan, because he found something that interested him more, an ancient well.

With his current mental power, it was easy to judge that all the yin and evil qi in this mass burial castle was emanating from here, and it seemed that Cynthia was right, there was really something hidden in this mountain.

After looking around, Mu Shao'an didn't say a word, and jumped directly into the ancient well, of course he was not afraid of this so-called Yin Qi anymore, after all, he had already transferred to the Netherworld Swordsman, and Netherworld Death Qi was the source of his strength.

According to his preliminary analysis, the Yin Qi in this place is somewhat similar to the Nether Death Qi he needs, but perhaps because the difficulty level of this world is too low, if he absorbs it here, absorbing 100 units is only equivalent to about 1 point of Netherworld Death Qi.

The ancient well was very deep, and after jumping down, Mu Shao'an fell about thirty meters before he reached out and grabbed a protruding rock on the wall of the well, and at this time he was only one centimeter away from the well water.

There were no corpses in the well water, but it was not too clear, and a trace of cold aura continued to emanate, Mu Shaoan thought about it very seriously, sensed Cynthia's position, and stabbed down one by one.

The well water is very deep and cool, and there is plenty of water, but there are no zombies or other monsters in the water, which is slightly disappointing.

Originally, he wanted to find the source of the well water, but soon he found that the well water seemed to be connected to an underground river, and the ghost knows what the person who dug the well thought in the first place, the well water was only thirty meters above the ground, and the space under the well water was actually very large.

Mu Shao'an dived more than 200 meters in one breath to find the entrance of the underground river, but this entrance is not naturally formed, but artificial, by a huge bluestone grinding plate, which is carved with various talismans like ghost drawings, and this bluestone grinding plate has also chiseled out twelve water eyes, and the water flow of the underground river flows out through this water eye.

Mu Shao'an put his finger into a water eye, and suddenly, his fingers and palms were covered with a layer of frost.

"Huh?"

He was really surprised, because in his heart, even if Cynthia was so serious before, he purely regarded this world as a public-funded tour, and he really didn't take it seriously, but at this moment, the evil aura emanating from this water eye was actually a bit of a doorway.

According to the strength rating, such a cold and evil aura can injure a C-level strength anti-virus hunter.

Therefore, he was completely sure that the evil qi sealed under this bluestone grinding disc should be able to reach B level.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Shaoan pressed his hands on the bluestone grinding plate, shook it a little hard, and did not move, yes, the sealing power of this bluestone grinding plate has really broken through B+.

"It turns out that the plot BUG is here.,According to the difficulty rating rules of the chaos base,The average difficulty level and the highest difficulty level of a world can't exceed two levels.,Since the average difficulty of the world of the novel "Cultivating Immortals and Immigrants" is B-,Then the big boss level that represents the strongest power in this world should be A-,But this is obviously the place where the pig's foot has just started.,How can there be a power with A-?So it can only be a bug.。 ”

Mu Shaoan thought to himself, and then he didn't continue to start the bluestone grinding disc, but turned back, this matter still has to be handed over to Cynthia, a professional, to deal with, but as soon as he crawled out of the ancient well, he saw Cynthia looking for him with a strange expression, and as soon as he met, he whispered: "I have found the plot BUG, but the problem is more complicated than I imagined, because I found the pig's foot Duan Heng of this novel, he should not appear here in three months!"