Song Zheng thought about it and rubbed the words on the pillar.

Next to the stone pillar, there was a tattered clay pot, and a trace of black and blue light came out of it, this kind of power Song Zheng was very familiar with: the soul of injustice.

Judging from the color and strength reaction, Hou Lu imprisoned thousands of unjust souls inside.

This thing can't be given to Zhenshanwei, and Song Zheng is the most appropriate to dispose of it himself.

He put the crockpot away, and when he looked to the side, it was an incomparably gorgeous black wooden box.

The surface of the box is carved with intricate patterns, inlaid with various gemstones, several corners are wrapped in gold, and the small box is covered with a layer of precious light.

Song Zheng was slightly stunned when he saw this box, because the patterns on the box are very rare, and the commonly used carved patterns in the world include entwined lotus patterns, paper clips, swastile patterns, etc., the ornaments on this box are a kind of flowers, but they are rare in the mortal world, and there are not many people who can even recognize this kind of flower.

Because this is a mandala flower.

Song Zheng stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and immediately recognized that this pitch-black wood turned out to be ten yin black wood, this kind of wood is very good for the transmission of the power of the underworld, it is said to be able to build a bridge from the world to the underworld, but no one has ever been able to collect enough to build this bridge.

He was even more curious about what was in the box. Xiao Zhen didn't tell him that he couldn't open the box, he picked his fingers and the lid opened. The various gemstones set on it draw dazzling arcs of brilliance in the shadows, revealing what is inside.

A pale blue butterfly with a dark black pattern on its body lies quietly in a box.

Song Zheng was surprised: What is this?

Mandler?

Most of the powerful mandarin insects are huge, why would such a finger-sized butterfly be so solemnly placed in such a luxurious wooden box?

When he looked closely, he realized that it was not a butterfly, but a moth.

The pale blue color was the scale of the moth, and it was not lying on its stomach quietly, but was nailed to the box by a very small and strange gold needle from its back to its chest.

The dark pattern looked like a strange rune, but the meaning was unknown.

Song Zheng suddenly remembered a thing recorded in the "Demon God Blood Clothes", and said in surprise: "This, this is the Dark Moth! Hou Lu is just a bandit leader, how can he have such a rare evil thing as the Demon Moth?"

He took another look to make sure it was the Moth, and quickly closed the box.

Then, he hid the divine sword drunken dragon in his palm, and came out and said, "What about Lord Du?" The captains quickly called Du Baihu over, and Song Zheng asked in a deep voice: "Ask the scouts, is there anything abnormal around?"

"Yes!" Du Baihu didn't know what had happened, which made Lord Qianhu so nervous, he faithfully carried out the order, took out the homophone bone note and asked one by one, and in eight directions, a total of thirty-two scouts were scattered, and nothing was found.

Song Zheng was slightly relieved when he heard the voices of these scouts with his own ears stable and not panicked: "Let the brothers be careful, I'm afraid this time things are not as simple as they seem." ”

"Adult ......"

"Just do it. ”

"Yes. Du Baihu didn't ask any more and went to make arrangements.

Song Zheng took a deep breath and looked worried.

The Hades Moth is known as the only creature in the heavens and the earth that can cross the two worlds of Yin and Yang, even those servants of the Yin Si Yamen, Yama, and Yan Jun, they can only be under the Netherworld, once they come to the Yang World, it is a violation of the Heavenly Rules.

And those gods above the firmament, they can't go deep into the netherworld, and once they enter the netherworld, their strength is greatly reduced. They can command the Netherworld, but they can't intervene directly—it is precisely because of this scruple that the Netherworld was able to rise from the Netherworld back then.

At first, the monks just wanted to use the moth to communicate between the netherworld and the yang world, but then they thought: can cross the yin and yang, does it mean that they can live forever?

If you die, you just have to fly back from the netherworld.

So the temptation of immortality led the monks to hunt the moths in a big way, hoping to understand the secrets hidden in them. And the already scarce number of the moths almost went extinct.

In the past thousands of years, the number of appearances of the dark moth has been very small, but every time it appears, it will definitely cause a fierce battle. Although the predecessors did not succeed, every monk felt that he would be the "different" one, and that if others could not do it, he might not be able to do it himself.

In the cultivation realm, there are many strong people who are about to reach the end of their lives, but they have not been able to break through. Some of them are ancestors who look up to the sky, and some of them are Zhenguo, looking up at the starry sky. These people want to have eternal life so that they can continue to practice and pursue.

When the longevity of Yang is about to end, the strong men who are almost desperate will seize every opportunity, and a dark moth is definitely a great hope for them.

Song Zheng would never believe that a bandit leader would carry a dark moth on his body for no reason. He also raised his Void Divine Town, and shrouded him in the endless heights of the void, examining all the dangers, but finding nothing.

He went back to check Hou Lu's body, and there was nothing suspicious.

Half an hour passed, and the surrounding mountains and forests were calm. Song Zheng frowned, he was wrong in his judgment?

......

The four scouts in the northwest direction kept a distance of about thirty feet from each other in order to echo each other and relay messages.

The surrounding mountains are not high, but the forest is very dense. After Du Baihu had contacted them with a homophone bone note, the four scouts were still patrolling around. A thin man in his forties rode a horse, with his own knife bags hanging from the sides of the saddle.

He slapped a mosquito on his neck and cursed: "In this shabby place in Xizhou, mosquitoes can eat people." ”

Thirty zhang away, his companion laughed loudly: "Old knife, you should be content, I heard that in those desperate regions, mandarin insects and mosquitoes are bigger than people, and they can suck a cow dry in one bite." ”

A companion behind him laughed and said, "Look at the old knife, it's dry, it's already sucked dry by the Ruyi girl in Huanmian Building." ”

"Hahaha!" everyone laughed together, the old knife was annoyed, picked up a flying knife and shot at the companion who teased him, the companion lowered his head, and the flying knife flew over his head with a bang, and slashed at the trunk of the tree on the side, deep into the four fingers of the tree.

They often patrolled together, and they knew each other very well, and when they saw this force, they exclaimed, "Ouch, old knife, you are so angry, you are so heavy." ”

Usually jokes will only go into the wood.

Another companion teased: "The old knife just proves to you that he has not been sucked dry, and he is still fierce." ”

The old knife snorted: "A group of vulgar goods, Ruyi and I are not what you think." ”

"Hahaha!" The three of them laughed again, and suddenly the one in front raised his hand violently, and the four of them instantly fell silent.

The old knife and the scout who used the bow and crossbow took the initiative to retreat, and the two scouts with swords stepped forward and hid behind the tree.

The old knife had just found a place among a few trees, and the dry bark of an old poplar tree behind him shook for a moment, and he silently opened a strange pale yellow eye.

Then a thin branch stabbed into the old knife's neck with a snort, piercing his trachea, and the old knife opened his mouth wide, his eyes were frightened, but he couldn't shout. The light of life in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the eyes on the old poplar tree were closed, but something, through that thin branch, was injected into the body of the old knife.

A moment later, the fire of life rekindled in the old knife's already dim eyes.

The branch was quietly retracted, and there was still a trace of blood on it.

The two companions in front of them breathed a sigh of relief and gestured backwards, it was a wild boar.

The other companion with the bow and crossbow was blocked from sight by the trees and did not see what was happening.

"What a fuss. The bow crossbow scolded: "This is Xizhou, although the place is not good, but after all, it is in the territory of my court, what danger can there be except for bandits." ”

He shouted to this side again: "Old knife, go." ”

The new old knife adjusted to the body, and his voice was vague in agreement, and then he pulled the collar up to block the wound.

The two scouts in front shouted, "What's wrong with you, old knife." ”

"Ahem, it's okay, I accidentally swallowed a mountain bee just now, and my throat was a little uncomfortable. ”

"Hahaha. Several companions laughed together: "You are also an old dragon guard, and you are still nervous like this?"

The old knife coughed twice, shrunk back and stopped answering.

After the four of them left, something gurgled from the old poplar tree and flowed underground, and then went in some direction.

......

"My lord, the brothers from the east have received news that the people of Zhenshanwei have arrived. Du Baihu came to say goodbye, and Song Zheng nodded: "Let the big guy prepare to welcome Zhenshanwei." ”

"Yes. ”

The leopard Taowei was in array for a short time, and a hearty laugh came: "Hahaha, Song Qianhu, you have been looking up to the name for a long time like thunder! You have given our Long Yiwei a long face in Huzhou City." ”

Before the people arrived, Ma Daquan, the thousand households of Zhenshan Wei, was tall and fat, and Long Yiwei's official robe was originally very loose, but it looked a little tight on him.

Behind him, followed by the captain of the three hundred Zhenshanwei, the momentum is not bad - if there is no Song Zheng, Leopard Taowei can rank in the top five in Jiangnan, Jiangnan is actually the five states - it is actually similar to Zhenshanwei.

Song Zheng greeted him, hugged his fists and smiled: "Master Ma, it's been hard all the way." ”

"It's not hard," Ma Daquan said ashamedly: "It's a drag on Brother Song, and he came all the way to this place where birds don't to help me." What's the matter, all the Xiaoshan bandits have been ambushed?"

"Nothing slips through the net. Song Zheng replied, Ma Daquan gave a thumbs up: "The name is well deserved!" and then asked seemingly casually: "Hou Lu has a black wooden box on his body, has Lord Song ever found it?"

"Found it. Song Zheng secretly observed: "But I can't give it to you." ”

"Why?" Ma Daquan's face was really happy and then tight.

"Lord Xiao is almost here, this thing is what he wanted. ”

"Oh, Lord Xiao is coming, that's great. There was not much joy on his face, and Song Zheng knew it in his heart. He pointed in the direction of Jingshi: "Look, it's not Lord Xiao and Fan Zhenguo who are here." ”