Chapter 127: Chapter 127 Cat
It was really thrilling, a different kind of thriller from the supernatural elements.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the skinned cat corpse hanging from the beam and muttered silently in his heart.
Whether someone sneaked in or something slipped out, it was not a good thing. Everyone looked at each other silently, with vigilance and solemnity flashing in their eyes.
Only "Liliyuanshangcao" changed from quiet and melancholy to angry, lowering his voice and saying:
"Such cruel killing of animals is not allowed. I want her to pay the price. Everyone, let's kill Wang Po directly."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him and said:
"Don't be impulsive. This Wang Po obviously has a plot. Let's wait and see and wait for the task to be triggered. Haha, according to my experience of clearing two S-level copies, thinking more and doing less is the mantra for survival.
"Because the fault tolerance rate of S-level copies is too low, a slight move may cost you your life. "
"Please call me Queen" she turned to look at the wood demon boy, the two silver rings on her earlobes swayed, and she said:
"The captain is right, the higher the level of the dungeon, the fewer hints there are, and there are dangers everywhere. This is not like the C-level and D-level dungeons we encountered before, where the mission requirements and rules are clearly told to you.
"In this kind of high-difficulty dungeon, if you take a wrong step, the whole team may be wiped out."
Li Chunfeng pondered for a moment and said, "The reverse is also true. Maybe if we kill Wang Po now, we can successfully solve the incident. Haha, this is like Schrödinger's cat."
Huode Xingjun was stunned: "Who is Schrödinger? Does he also like to torture cats?"
The knowledgeable Li Chunfeng was stunned, opened his mouth with a strange expression, and after some entanglement, gave up popular science and said:
"It's about the same."
Huode Xingjun nodded, glanced at the room opposite the patio, and saw that Wang Po had not come out yet, so he whispered:
"Have you ever thought about why it is a cat corpse, not a chicken, duck, goose, sheep, or dog? If it is the latter, we might be able to have a meal here."
He asked this question to mean that there must be a reason for the cat corpse, maybe it is a hint given by the dungeon.
Zhang Yuanqing expressed his opinion from the perspective of the Night Wandering God, saying: "These cat corpses are yin, and are yin materials. Extracting yin energy can nourish yin spirits and can also be used to refine zombies."
Li Chunfeng added:
"It can also be used to make props, hold special ceremonies, and be used for witchcraft, etc."
As he was speaking, the wooden door "creaked" open, and Wang Po walked out with a cane, hunched over, holding a white porcelain teapot with bright glaze in her hand.
Li Xianzong led his teammates to walk on the side of the road. On the side was a small river that crossed the ancient town, and a stone slab bridge built with bluestone was built on the river.
"What a broken place, there is not even a shadow of a person, let alone a beautiful girl." The skinny middle-aged man looked around and cursed.
In the several multi-person spiritual realms he had experienced in the past, one scene was a midnight hotel, where a cold-blooded murderer was hiding, and the copy task was to find and kill the powerful criminal.
There are many "civilians" living in the hotel. Those civilians are no different from real people. During the mission, the middle-aged man played with many women living in the hotel.
No moral value is deducted.
For evil professions, the spiritual realm copy is not only an opportunity to upgrade and grow, but also a paradise for indulging evil thoughts. They can do anything in it, but they don't have to pay a price.
"Yinyang Town is a confrontational spiritual realm, not an exclusive spiritual realm for our professions, so there is no environment for you to do whatever you want." The bald strong man looked at the skinny middle-aged man and said:
"You were not a rapist before you became a witch doctor."
The skinny middle-aged man smiled obscenely and said, "I can only say that those security guards are too incompetent. What about you?"
The bald strong man said lightly: "Murder! Li Xianzong, we have used up eight minutes. If we can't find a blacksmith shop, we will be finished."
Dang! Dang! Dang!
As they were talking, they heard the sound of hammering iron tools.
Li Xianzong looked ahead, his mouth raised: "Aren't we here yet?"
His teammates were delighted: "You guessed it right, it's on this street."
"Guess?" Li Xianzong sneered:
"Use your pig brains to think about it, a blacksmith shop will not be open in a deep alley. High-temperature smelting requires air circulation, and deep courtyards can also be ruled out. Quenching requires a lot of water, and the riverside is the best choice.
"Look along the main road by the river, and you will definitely find it."
As they were talking, they stopped in front of the blacksmith shop. A burly figure with a height of two meters, lowered his head, swung a hammer, and hit the iron blank one by one.
Li Xianzong looked at the other party and asked: "Are you Wang the blacksmith?"
The blacksmith slowly raised his head, revealing blood-red eyes.
"Thank you, mother-in-law. "
Zhang Yuanqing held the teacup and glanced at the young wood demon.
Liliyuanshangcao took a sip and nodded slightly.
Zhang Yuanqing was relieved and drank a sip of herbal tea.
As a recovery sorcerer, the wood demon is very sensitive to toxins. If there is a problem with the water, he can't hide it from him.
Guan Ya and others either drank water to moisten their throats or were careful not to touch it. They were thinking about how to proceed with the next plot, and then they heard Yuanshi Tianzun, the captain, asked in a very familiar way:
"Wang Po, why is there no one in the town? We haven't seen anyone along the way."
Wang Po's old voice said slowly:
"The town used to be very lively. Something happened a few years ago, and everyone gradually moved away from Yinyang Town."
"Oh? What happened? "Zhang Yuanqing asked hurriedly.
The plot was triggered. Everyone immediately perked up.
"This." Wang Po seemed a little taboo, silent for a while, and said:
"Many years ago, suddenly one day, people in the town died one after another, and their hearts and livers were dug out. Everyone was very scared and said that there were evil things in the town. Zhao Yuanwai, the richest man in the town, invited a magician from outside.
"Not long after the magician came to the town, he caught the culprit. It turned out that she was the descendant of Yin Yang Sanren, who secretly harmed the people in the town and used their hearts and livers to make elixirs. Everyone and the magician worked together to eliminate the witch.
"Before she died, she cursed the people in the town, cursing that everyone would turn into cats."
Descendants of Yin Yang Sanren. Zhang Yuanqing and his teammates looked at each other and asked, "Then what?"
Wang Po sighed: "At first, no one cared, but gradually, more and more people disappeared, and there were more and more cats in the town. Everyone was scared and didn't dare to live in the town anymore, so they moved away one after another. "
This guy is good at chatting. The queen smiled and glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, then took over the conversation:
"Why doesn't grandma leave?"
Grandma Wang shook her head: "I'm old and don't want to leave my hometown. I'm already one foot in the coffin, so I'm not afraid of these."
The wood demon boy looked up and looked at the skinned cat corpses hanging on the beams, and said in a deep voice:
"Then why do you hang these cats here?"
Grandma Wang said slowly: "This is the method left by the magician. He said that hanging cat corpses in the house and peeling off the skin can prevent curses."
The wood demon boy sneered.
Just now she said she was not afraid of curses.
Zhang Yuanqing asked again: "Grandma, who is that Yin Yang Sanren, and why do his descendants dig out people's hearts and livers to make elixirs? "
Wang Po sighed, "Yin Yang Sanren is a great man, and is said to be a god-like figure. Not long after he established this town, he ascended to become a god. I have heard this from my elders since I was a child, and I don't know whether it is true or not.
"His descendants stayed in this town. Because of Yin Yang Sanren, everyone respected her. Who would have thought that she would do such a thing."
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his eyebrows and thought, why are the monks in the Ming Dynasty so evil? The temple priests of Sandao Mountain killed their disciples, and the descendants of Yin Yang Sanren took people's hearts and livers to make elixirs.
"She is the only descendant of Yin Yang Sanren?" Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of herbal tea.
"Yes, most of the descendants of Yin Yang Sanren died young. It is said that it was because one person ascended to heaven and exhausted the family's luck." Wang Po said.
But in fact, Yin Yang Sanren did not ascend, and his purpose of longevity and long-term vision failed. His descendants digging out hearts and livers to make elixirs, could it be related to longevity. Zhang Yuanqing was thinking, and suddenly heard Guan Ya ask:
"Grandma, besides us, have there been outsiders in the town before?"
Wang Po glanced at her and said faintly: "Yes."
"Then what did they do here?" Guan Ya smiled.
Wang Po hesitated and said: "I don't remember."
Others didn't know why Guan Ya asked this, but Zhang Yuanqing and the Queen were stunned, and then fell into deep thought.
They had read several guides, and there was no mention of curses in those guides. And in the guide content, Yin Yang Town was not empty, otherwise how could they solve the case in the inn.
Is it because the copies are constantly changing, and the side quests of each batch of spiritual realm travelers are different?
If so, can I still encounter the hidden quests that the Demon Lord said? The branch quests he and I experienced must be different.
If the hidden quest is only triggered by a fixed branch quest, it would be too pitfall and unfair.
Forget it, let's not talk about the hidden quest. What is the branch quest that triggers Wang Po? Break the curse?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing tentatively asked: "Grandma, do you need any help from us?"
Wang Po shook her head.
Bachelor Li Chunfeng checked the gaps and said:
"Grandma, are there any other people in the town besides you?"
Wang Po thought for a while, and said in an old voice:
"In addition to the old woman, there are five people, one is Xu the widow in the west of the town, one is Zhao Yuanwai, who lives in the center of the town, and the largest house is his home. One is Wang the blacksmith.
"And there is the magician invited by Zhao Yuanwai, I don't know where he lives."
The round-faced young man was stunned: "There are only five people, and there is another one? "
Wang Po looked at him and said:
"The last one is my son"
Chiou was surprised and said: "Your son? Where is he?"
Wang Po looked back at the room she had just come out of and said faintly: "He is inside"
As she said that, she turned around and looked at everyone, with a strange smile on her wrinkled old face:
"You will see him soon. "
For some reason, Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank instinctively.
Immediately, he saw a terrible scene. The pupils of Huode Xingjun, who was sitting opposite him, shrank into slits and turned into green cat eyes. Thick black hair grew on his cheeks, neck, and back of his hands.
His mouth and nose bulged outward, and there was a pointed cat on his head.
In a few seconds, Huode Xingjun turned into a black cat with a body length of 50 centimeters.
"Yuan, Yuanshi."
Zhang Yuanqing heard Guan Ya's trembling voice.
Turning his head, he saw Guan Ya's face changed color and looked at him strangely.
What's wrong? He blurted out subconsciously, but the sound surged to his throat, and what came out was a thin and sharp cat cry.
He was startled, looked down at himself, and saw his hands covered with cat hair.
Zhang Yuanqing was filled with unspeakable fear, and he didn't notice anything wrong with his body at all.
At the same time, the wood demon boy, the earth monster eating lotus root, and the scholar Li Chunfeng changed their appearances greatly. Cat hair of different colors came out of their pores, their lips and jaws protruded, cat ears grew on their heads, and their bodies shrank rapidly.
Then came Guan Ya and the queen.
"Meow, meow~"
The cats' meows came one after another, and all seven people turned into cats of different colors.
Wang Po stood in the shadows with a cane, looking into the room, and said hoarsely:
"Finally, a stranger has come. Son, you can't wait any longer, right?"