After hearing this story, the first reaction of the ghost crying was not dog blood, but ......

"In that case, what are you waiting for, get ready, and go to Ziyun Mountain immediately. ”

Cao Qingyun shook his head, with a bitter expression: "It's useless to go." ”

"What?" Ghost Cry wondered: "The white-haired faction is not easy to deal with?"

"It's true that the white-haired faction is not easy to deal with, but it is not difficult for others and us to deal with. Cao Qingyun sighed: "However, just last winter, the white-haired faction had been wiped out. ”

"What?" the three of them were taken aback at the same time: "How could it be ......"

"The white-haired sect is a corpse-raising sect, last winter, the zombies of the entire sect rioted, and the north wind was in full swing, and all the entire sect, from the head to the servants, were all fed zombies, without exception. And now, the entire Ziyun Mountain is rampant with zombies, and no one dares to approach. ”

Speaking of this, Cao Qingyun's scalp tingled for a while.

In the spring of this year, when the weather warmed up, he followed his uncle and brother to Ziyun Mountain, but he almost didn't come back.

The Ziyun Mountain looks quiet from afar, and it is also very quiet during the day. But at night, it was a real zombie rampant, like a pack of jackals, and the whole valley was filled with the howl of zombies.

Fortunately, the north wind had passed at that time, and they were able to use spells again, so they relied on spells to hide themselves and dodge.

And now, he didn't dare to approach Ziyun Mountain even if he was killed.

At the very least, it's better to be killed than to be dismembered by zombies.

Suddenly, there was silence in the entire study, and everyone didn't know what to say.

The white-haired faction doesn't have a good reputation because of playing with corpses, but it's not a demon sect, and of course it's not decent, but it doesn't do anything that hurts nature and reason (for the human race).

In general, most disciples like to nest in the ravine, play with the corpse, and after they die, they also like to let their corpse be used by the apprentice, and they don't think there's anything wrong with it.

After all, the strongest white-haired zombie in the entire white-haired faction is their grandfather.

As a result, playing and playing, a catastrophe, the entire sect overturned and became a melon skin. Qian Daochang, the lone seedling who could escape his life, was also bitten to death by zombies, and the two apprentices who had not yet attained the Tao also died under the claws of zombies.

This vein can be regarded as severed.

The ghost cried violently and was shocked, and blurted out: "In the entire Nanzhan Continent, how many corpse raising sects are there?"

"There must be at least twenty or thirty of the big factions, and there is no record of the others that have not made the climate, I don't know how many there are. Cai Wei said casually, she also likes to visit the study building in Shushan, she has read a lot, and she happened to see a book about the corpse raising faction, and she has some impressions.

After saying this, Cai Wei's face became even more ugly, because most of these corpse raising sects gathered around the Endless Mountain, Kunlun and Bashu.

Kunlun has only studied a little, and the Taoist priests over there have a wide range of knowledge, and it is not uncommon for them to raise corpses, and there are few sects that mainly raise corpses. Although there are many corpses in the endless mountains, they are all scattered and do not become a climate.

On the side of Bashu, due to historical reasons, there are many corpse-raising factions, especially in the south of Bashu and its surroundings, which can be said to be the main gathering place of corpse-raising factions.

The zombie riot is by no means accidental, it is likely that the north wind arrived, causing the corpse chasers to lose control of the zombies, and as a result, they suffered a backlash.

And most of these corpse-raising sects live in the deep mountains and old forests, and they do not have contact with outsiders all year round, so even if there is a tragedy, it is difficult for outsiders to find out for a while.

And zombies, especially zombies refined by people, like to go out day and night, and few like to go far away, which leads to the fact that at present, the entire Bashu is not much disturbed by zombies, but it does not mean that the number of out-of-control zombies is small.

It's hard to imagine how many corpse-raising sects have been wiped out in the peaceful Bashu, and how many remote villages have become predatory grounds for zombies.

The ghost cried and said in a deep voice: "The corpse raising sect is like this, but what about the witch Gu sect?"

Suddenly, everyone's hearts sank again.

The Witch Gu Sect should be much better than the Corpse Raising Sect, but there must be a lot of out-of-control Gu worms, and it must have suffered heavy losses.

"No wonder. Cai Wei said: "No wonder many brothers and sisters are running south this year. ”

Whether it is the Witch Gu Sect or the Corpse Raising Sect, they are all in the endless dense forests in the south of Bashu, and even in the south outside of Bashu.

It seems that Shushan has also found a problem, but it is silent.

"That's not what we should be talking about now!" Nangong pulled everyone's thoughts back: "The most important thing for us now is to catch the Thousand Faces Lang." ”

Ghost Cry also came back to his senses and asked Cao Qingyun: "Senior brother, apart from Ziyun Mountain, what other news do you have about Thousand Faces Lang?"

"Let me think about it. Cao Qingyun tapped his fingers lightly on his temples, recalling carefully, and everyone closed their mouths, and even held their breath, for fear of disturbing him.

In the study, there was silence.

The dull atmosphere didn't take long for Cao Qingyun to suddenly exclaim: "I know. ”

Six pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Cao Qingyun said, "I know which county Qianmian Lang is targeting next." ”

Fifteen years ago, under the persecution of the head of the White Fur Sect, Thousand Faces took an elixir that was highly poisonous to him. Since then, his vitality has been greatly damaged, his body is fragile, and his transformation has become unstable, and he cannot survive in the wild, but he also cannot survive in the state city where there are many masters.

However, the villages in the countryside are very xenophobic, so they have to wander around the county towns and hide themselves in the county seats.

However, because of the relationship between the White Mao faction, the government of five county towns had hunted him down, of course, not in person, but to provide information for the White Mao faction, so as to curry favor with the White Mao faction.

In any case, in the eyes of ordinary people, even a corpse-raising sect like the White-haired Sect is also an important place for immortals.

What's more, some people, especially the powerful people, don't like cremation, but hope that their bodies can be preserved after death, and the white-haired faction can just solve this problem, so in fact, there are many people who like the white-haired faction.

In general, such a good opportunity to get in touch with Xianmen, where would they miss it.

And out of the five counties, three counties have already been unlucky, so now Cao Qingyun has judged what this thousand-faced man is doing, and he is taking revenge.

"Tianzhu County, he must be going to Tianzhu County now. Cao Qingyun said affirmatively.

It is not unreasonable for him to say this, because the remaining two counties, that is, Tianzhu County, are the closest here.

"Ready, let's go. "Ghost Cry made a decision.

"Wait. Cao Qingyun looked embarrassed: "Senior brother, I'm afraid I can't go with you, after all, now I'm the only one left here." ”

Ghost Cry nodded and agreed to his request, "It's okay. ”

Although this guy has some intention of retreating, Ghost Cry also understands him. After all, his current strength is a drag.

Waiting for the three of them to leave, Cao Qingyun, who had brought the ghost cry all the way to the city gate, returned home trembling, and then couldn't wait to take a shower, lying on the warm bed wrapped in a quilt and rolling left and right like a child.

"Ahh He was very moved, and closed his eyes contentedly, but then there was a knock on the door, and the housekeeper shouted outside: "Master, master, no, there is another big incident in the county." ”