Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 226: Bronze Armored Corpse of Instinct Gu

Screams and noises.

The original silence outside the house was suddenly broken.

Even across the high-walled compound, the four old foreigners could imagine what was happening.

When they arrived, they noticed that there were several qi machines hidden in the darkness.

That was the spy from the two major thunder altars.

Just to keep an eye on Basu.

To prevent him from taking advantage of troubled waters.

However, I'm afraid even they didn't expect that Basu would be so ruthless and kill people without any scruples.

It didn't take a moment.

The screams suddenly stopped.

"Okay, those annoying flies are finally gone."

Basu smiled grimly.

His expression was indifferent and his tone was as cold as ice.

It seemed like I really just swatted a few annoying flies to death.

Hearing this, several people couldn't help but feel chills all over their bodies.

None of them had their hands stained with the blood of several human lives.

But there is no one like Basu who regards human life as nothing, and can say that killing is so light and casual.

"Senior...what a good idea!"

It was the old foreigner who reacted first, twitching his lips and forcing a smile on his face.

"Let's go, time is running out."

"If that kid leaves the city with the ancient talisman, it will be extremely difficult to find him."

Basu didn't pay attention to the strange expressions on several people's faces.

What he cultivated was bloodthirsty Gu.

Kill to prove the Tao, eat blood to nourish the poison.

What do a few ants mean?
In order to raise his natal Gu, he slaughtered everything from top to bottom of the mountain gate. Dozens of human lives were taken as a guide, and blood flowed into rivers before he successfully raised the bloodthirsty Gu.

Those eyeliners outside.

Basu knew it from the moment he appeared.

Just too lazy to pay attention to it.

If he had been smart enough to leave first, he might have been able to save his life, but if he worked for those two old guys Hu Man Gong and Jin Zhen Mu, he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

"it is good."

"Senior, please lead the way."

The old foreigner took a deep breath and did not dare to think nonsense again.

"Then you guys should follow closely!"

Throw down a sentence.

Basu put away his bone flute and stepped forward. In an instant, his black robes swayed, as if he was blending into the darkness bit by bit.

"go!"

"Follow up."

A pair of night eyes glanced over.

If it weren't for that weak energy fluctuation.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Yang Fang himself probably wouldn't be able to find traces of him.

Seeing this situation, he frowned and urged in a low voice.

He had almost never heard of such a method of concealing his presence. He was simply a born assassin. It was no wonder that Basu alone was able to force Hu Zhai and Jin Zhai to pinch their noses and admit defeat.

After all, no one wants to have their head removed while still dreaming in the middle of the night.

Not to mention, Basu also has a terrifying evil art of raising gu.

If it hadn't been for the old foreigner's quick reaction and the inexplicable gourd that temporarily frightened the insect tide, they would have turned into a pile of withered bones by now.

Where to use him to remind.

The old foreigner is also a veteran of the world, and he has long noticed something strange about Basu.

The four sects and eight sects of those who seek gold and steal bones almost all have their own methods of concentrating their breath.

But someone like Basu is so amazing.

It was his first time seeing it.

As soon as Yang Fang finished speaking, he rushed out quickly, running like flying, and caught up with Basu's figure.

His eyes were fixed on the black robe on his body.

At this moment, it seemed like a living thing.

Floating back and forth in the night, but not making any sound.

Wait for them to open the door and leave the house.

The night wind howled.

It is now late autumn and winter.

It's freezing cold.

But a few people didn't care about the cold air, and just looked around in the distance with solemn expressions.

Although Chenzhou has always had a curfew tradition, and residents in the city would lock their doors tightly at night, it was less than an hour into the night and the moon had not yet risen.

Beyond the sky in the far distance, there is still a boundary between black and cyan.

It stands to reason.

There should always be pedestrians in twos and threes at this point.

But as far as the eye can see at this moment, the streets and alleys are extremely quiet.

Not even the chirping of insects or birds, nor the shadow of wild cats or dogs could be seen.

Especially the faint blood mixed in the night wind made the faces of the group even more ugly.

Very bloody.

The old foreigner breathed out and suppressed the discomfort.

Since he was ten years old, he has followed his senior brothers around the world and fought countless battles.

I have seen more dead bodies and bones than ordinary people have walked on bridges.

But at this moment... the fishy smell was getting stronger and thicker, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his throat, making it suffocating and difficult to breathe.

He couldn't imagine it anymore.

That short moment just now.

How many people died.

Even if he was like this, the two guys leading the way would be even more intolerable.

Keep breathing and exhaling.

Trying to suppress the turmoil in his stomach.

Although Yang Fang seemed ordinary, one could tell from his straightened shoulders that he must be feeling extremely uncomfortable at this moment.

only……

When the old foreigner glanced at the black-robed figure not far in front of him from the corner of his eye.

But there was an indescribable chill.

I saw Basu spreading his arms, his eyes closed tightly, and his face was full of intoxication.

It seemed that the smell of blood, instead of making him uncomfortable, made him extremely happy.

"It's time to come back..."

Take a few deep breaths.

Basu then opened his eyes and looked at a certain place in the night with a pair of dark eyes, seeming to be talking to himself.

But when the old foreigners heard this, they subconsciously took half a step back.

really.

Almost at the moment his murmur fell.

Suddenly there was a crashing sound in the darkness that was still as silent as death.

Like a kettle on the firepit.

The sound of water boiling.

Soon, one after another, strange-looking bugs came out of the dark night, and countless ink appeared on the bluestone-paved streets, which was so sticky that it was almost impossible to dissolve it.

Even if you have seen it before.

But seeing each other again, several people still couldn't hide their shock.

What's even more terrifying is that this time the insect wave did not return to the courtyard as expected, but quickly climbed up along Basu's clothes.

Gradually... it merged with the black robe.

One of them was covered in blood and had a pair of tentacles growing out of his head. He was somewhat similar to a longhorned beetle, but his body was covered in slimy and limp monster insects. Instead of hiding under his robe, they crawled along his arms and onto his shoulders.

"Not bad."

"With these blood foods, I feel much better."

Basu stretched out his hand and gently touched its tentacles.

There was a half-smile on his face, and he muttered to himself with a grin.

"Destiny Gu..."

Almost the moment he saw the strange insect.

The old foreigner couldn't help but think of three words.

It is said that each Gu Master can raise a varying number of Gu insects based on his strength, and the most powerful one is the natal Gu.

The life of the Gu Master is connected.

It can even be a substitute for death.

Thinking back to the rumors about Basu in the city, the old foreigner confirmed that the strange insect should be the legendary man-eating Gu.

Feeling the owner's touch.

There was an expression of comfort in the strange insect's eyes.

However, it soon looked over its shoulder and fell on a group of four people.

It was obviously just a look that was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

But swept away by it.

The four of them actually felt like they were being targeted by demons.

The blood and water seemed to have stopped flowing.

"They are my guests."

"Don't try to trick them..."

Realizing the thoughts of the natal Gu, Basu shook his head and smiled.

Hear this.

The strange insect then lazily withdrew his gaze.

The four old foreigners all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Find the guy who stole the ancient talisman for me, and I will reward you with his flesh and blood."

While talking. Basu didn't see any movement.

There was a drop of scarlet blood oozing out from the fingers stroking the life Gu.

The monster's eyes suddenly lit up.

Open your mouth and swallow the blood drops in one gulp.

The already scarlet body became even more astonishing.

An indescribable aura emanated.

Upon seeing this, Basu immediately closed his eyes. No one noticed that something seemed to be crawling under his cheeks covered with sores, making him look even more terrifying.

"Got you!"

It only took less than half a minute.

Basu then opened his eyes.

He raised his head and looked coldly towards somewhere in the city shrouded in darkness.

"go with!"

Raise your hand and throw it.

Only then did a few people discover that the strange insect actually had a pair of wings, but they were almost transparent and sticky, making it difficult for people to detect them.

Strange insects flew through the air.

Basu's figure is like smoke, sneaking into the night.

Seeing this situation, the four of them dared to delay. Basu clearly found the person who stole the ancient talisman through strange means unknown to them.

They couldn't care about anything else at the moment.

He urged his energy and blood to chase after him desperately.

The strange insect kept changing directions. Basu's breath was stable and there was no chaos at all. The old foreigner and Yang Fang could barely catch up, but the two guys were in great pain.

The three of them are more tyrannical than the other.

They are just the guys at the bottom of Changsheng Mountain.

There are not many opportunities to fight on weekdays.

At most, they are sent to various places to take charge of store affairs.

"You two go back to the restaurant first and have a round with Zhang Boutou."

"Wait for news from us."

Feeling the two of them struggling, the old foreigner couldn't help but remind them.

From the moment I found Basu and struck up a conversation.

The mission of the two of them on their trip to Chenzhou was actually completed.

Now go and fight for the ancient talisman.

Instead of being a help, they will become a drag.

What's more, the city is now full of people from the two major thunder altars. Once exposed, there will inevitably be a fierce fighting. With their skills, if they are left behind, the end can be imagined.

"Yes... thank you for your understanding."

Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately stopped, clasped their fists and thanked them.

If it weren't for the old foreigner's words, according to the rules on the mountain, they would not be able to escape privately tonight even if they die.

This undoubtedly saved their lives.

The old foreigner just nodded without saying anything, then turned around and looked at Basu and Yang Fang, who were already dozens of steps away, daring to delay.

He immediately used his light body kung fu to chase after him.

There is natal Gu to guide you.

The three of them walked around the city.

Not a single person was seen along the way.

It was clearly that strange insect that could sense the aura of the people in the thunder altar in the streets and alleys and under the trees under the eaves of the walls one step ahead, and led them to avoid it perfectly.

After all, Yang Fang did not practice.

It is far from being able to reach the point where Qi can penetrate the whole body.

Under such an intense rush, his figure became obviously stagnant, and his breath became disordered for the first time.

Instead, it was the old foreigner on the side.

His eyes are clear and his breath is steady.

But if you look closely, you will find that his Qi and blood are hidden at this moment, and he has clearly used the spiritual power of the sea of ​​​​Qi.

Since practicing.

This was the first time that he was forced to do this just by rushing.

One can imagine how amazing the speed of that Gu worm was.

The same is true for Basu. I don't know what kind of witchcraft he used. He almost never uses his energy and blood, but he can always maintain an unimaginable speed.

"arrive……"

at last.

Just when Yang Fang could hardly bear it anymore.

Basu, who had been silent, finally spoke.

Yang Fang's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked up, only to realize that they were outside a shack.

It is completely different from the rows of high-rise buildings in the city.

Here you can see at a glance.

Almost all are low and dilapidated old houses.

It is rare to even have a tile, and most of them are simply thatched huts made of bricks and wood, or even a few straw curtains tied at both ends with ropes, which is considered a house.

"Where is this?"

Yang Fang kept his head busy all the way.

New arrival again.

Where do you recognize it?

But there was only a rustling sound in response to him.

"senior……"

The old foreigner's expression changed and he finally couldn't help but speak.

"The people here are so innocent. We two brothers can just go in and take them down. Please don't cause any bloodshed."

"You want to stop me?"

Basu turned around and stared at him with a pair of lifeless eyes.

"I have no intention of stopping you."

"It's just that senior has already helped me so much, so there's no need to bother senior with this little thing."

Being stared at coldly by him, the old foreigner felt his scalp numb.

He had noticed it before.

Unexpectedly, Basu really had the intention to start another massacre.

This place is full of shacks, and you can tell at a glance that it is a slum in the city. The people living here have extremely difficult times, and it is difficult to even feed themselves.

If it's because of the ancient talisman, it's inexplicably involved.

He really couldn't bear to see the scene of rivers of blood.

After hearing the two people's words, Yang Fang finally came back to his senses. He didn't say anything, but just took a step forward and stood beside the old foreigner, looking at Basu calmly.

Silence is better than sound.

Seeing this, Basu's dark eyes finally wavered.

"For the sake of King Miao's seal, I can agree."

"but……"

"The person who stole the talisman must give it to me."

"it is good!"

The old foreigner agreed immediately.

Even if there is no Basu to lead the way today, if they really encounter each other, the two sides will definitely be in a fight to the death.

This is already the best result.

"Yang Fang."

As if he was afraid that Basu would go back on his word, the old foreigner took off his dragon shooting bow, jumped up to the top of the wall, and occupied the highest point to ensure that no bird could escape. Then he looked at Yang Fang not far away.

"rest assured!"

Yang Fang grinned.

Holding the magic whip in his backhand, his body was like a civet cat, but his strength was as heavy as a thousand catties. With a shoulder collision, the door of the thatched cottage instantly fell into pieces.

just.

Just broke the door.

A cold light has already hit his face.

Yang Fang's heart was trembling, and he waved his backhand, only to hear the sound of several gold and stone collisions, and then they fell to the ground.

Look down.

It turned out to be four extremely sharp iron bone spurs.

He had only heard this thing from the storyteller.

It is said to be a hidden weapon specially used for sneak attacks on the battlefield.

I didn't expect to see it today.

But he didn't dare to relax even a little bit.

because……

As the iron bone spurs fell to the ground, a pungent and unpleasant fishy smell filled the air from deep in the shack.

At the same time, there was an indescribable roar.

dong dong——

Don't wait for his reaction.

A tall figure had already slammed into the door.

Look at it intently.

It was clearly an ancient corpse that looked like a mountain bear and was wearing armor.

It looked lifeless, with a strange talisman stuck on its chest. Under the broken armor, Luo Lu's skin... showed an astonishing color like copper and iron.

The most terrifying thing is.

It moves freely and does not look like rigor mortis at all.

Black smoke billowed from the whole body.

The thick death aura was mixed with a soaring evil aura.

The moment I saw it.

Yang Fang frowned tightly.

The old foreigner on the wall behind him was also heartbroken.

The two said almost in unison.

"Bronze-armored corpse?!"

(End of this chapter)