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Chapter 215: A strange night, whose toad is wearing a bellyband? (Please subscribe)
On a cloudy day, the ancient trees are quiet and serene.

In the green pond by the roadside, yellow or green duckweed floats, accompanied by mist on the water surface, creating a dark and decadent scene.

It has to be said that even if there were no rumors of zombies or mysterious corpse carriers in the Yuanling area, it would still give people a sense of mystery and horror.

When Duan Yun and the Murong brothers reached here, even their mounts Xiao Hui and horses slowed down their pace and became uneasy.

Not to mention things like zombies in this place, just the poisonous insects, snakes, and erratic poisonous miasma are unbearable for ordinary people.

Even some wanderers would most likely die on the road if they came here rashly.

On the road they had just passed, they saw the corpses of many horses and people. They must have been passers-by similar to them who died accidentally.

Some places are inherently mysterious.

As it was getting dark, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers began to look for a place to stay.

The fog and miasma in this place are so heavy at night that if you are not careful you will get lost in the fog and miasma and will not be able to move forward at all.

But there is really no village or shop here.

There was nothing on the road except the occasional corpses and poisonous insects that disturbed the horses and donkeys.

There is not even a dilapidated house to shelter from the wind and rain.

By this time, it was completely dark.

Little Gray and the horse moved even more slowly, and the slightest movement in the grass would scare them.

"No wonder Netherworld Villa is called Netherworld Villa. Only ghosts would come to this kind of haunted place." The Murong brothers complained.

At this time, when the wind blew, the vines on the trees swayed, like poisonous snakes or savage ghost claws.

The Murong brothers shrank their necks, regretting making such a joke.

Playing such a joke in such a haunted place is no different from shining a lantern into a cesspool.

Suddenly, he felt the little gray thing under his crotch sink.

Brother Murong lowered his head quickly and said, "Xiao Hui, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Xiao Hui's four short legs had already sunk into the mud, and his entire body was still sinking.

The Murong brothers quickly got off the donkey, circulated the internal energy, and lifted the donkey up.

"This wet muddy ground will eat people." The Murong brothers sighed.

If he hadn't been born with supernatural powers and been able to pull out the gray donkey, both he and the donkey would have been gone.

Duan Yun patted the horse's butt and signaled it to continue moving forward.

This swamp-like mud can swallow ordinary people, but it is useless to masters like them.

Even if Brother Murong was trapped in there with his horse and donkey, he could use the Bei Ming Divine Art to suck them out.

No one understands suction better than me!
The two came to a hillside.

At this moment, Brother Murong's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "There is fire!"

I saw that there seemed to be a fire in the distance below.

Where there is fire, there are people.

It is common for people from the underworld to sleep in the wilderness and build campfires.

Duan Yun recalled the first time he camped in the wilderness, the place where he was was as lively as a vegetable market, which was probably related to the fire he had lit.

After not seeing anyone for two days, it would be nice to meet someone and ask for directions.

The only thing to blame is that Duan Yun’s Bei Ming Divine Art still has limitations. He can only merge his mind with the other person when trembling, and what he can see is also limited.

Before he set out, he knew that Netherworld Villa was in a place called Evil Wind Valley in Yuanling, and thought it would be easy to find.
So the two men, one whipping a horse and the other whipping a donkey, went towards the fire.

When they arrived at the campfire and took a look, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers were both shocked.

This was because it was not a campfire left by travelers sleeping outdoors, but a shrine.

The fire was real, but what was burning was not firewood, but a person.

A man with his limbs cut off and a pestle burning in the fire is facing a statue with six hands.

The statue has a blurred face and no facial features, and looks like an unfinished stone embryo, but the wrinkles on its body are carved very finely.

Duan Yun looked at the wrinkles on it and could even imagine the fat rippling when it moved.

In the darkness of night, such a person was burning, facing such a statue, it was indescribably evil and terrifying.

The sky and the earth were dark, as if only this burning flame was left.

"This person hasn't been completely burned yet, so he shouldn't have gone far." Duan Yun analyzed.

The Murong brothers asked in confusion, "You want to chase those people? It's hard to tell whether they are human or ghosts?"

Yes, such an evil scene, coupled with the legend of Yuanling, really makes it difficult to tell the truth from the false.

"Are you afraid of a ghost?" Duan Yun asked doubtfully.

"Who is afraid? I, Young Master Murong, have never been afraid!" Brother Murong replied.

"That's right. If this person is a good person and was killed like this, I will kill him even if he is a ghost!"

Duan Yun stood in front of the burning corpse and spoke seriously.

The Murong brothers looked at Duan Yun's face, which looked exactly like their own, illuminated by the firelight. They always felt that it was a little strange and even a little scary.

This old devil is indeed scarier than a ghost sometimes.

So the two young men continued to chase after him.

But the further they went, the more bizarre it seemed to them.

If the corpse was set on fire by some people to worship the evil statue, there should be some traces left.

But there was no trace of any footprints on the road.

Even for the brothers Duan Yun and Murong, it would probably not be easy to achieve this level.

Does this prove that the person who left is better at martial arts than them, or does it mean that he was a ghost?

Ghosts usually float in the air, ethereal, and naturally will not leave any traces on the ground.

At this time, Brother Murong was sharp-eyed and suddenly pointed at a branch and said, "There is something on it."

He jumped lightly and took down a piece of cloth from it.

Half a plum blossom is embroidered on the edge of the scrap of cloth, which looks very bright.

Brother Murong said, "This is the cloth from a woman's bellyband."

Duan Yun looked at the scrap of cloth that was not much bigger than a fingernail and asked in surprise, "You can see this?"

Brother Murong nodded and said, "I can tell! There are very few styles of bellybands for women on the market that I don't know. Just by looking at this piece of cloth, I can even imagine its entire style."

While Duan Yun admired him, he also looked at him as if he were a perverted sex maniac.

Is there any decent person who is so familiar with women's bellybands?

However, this also reminded Duan Yun, who analyzed: "The reason why there are no footprints on the ground is that they walked on it?"

Yes, there were naturally no traces on the ground after walking on the tree, which might have caused the bellyband to get hung on the tree.

So, the brothers Duan Yun and Murong carried the horse and the donkey on their shoulders and flew up.

They also have to walk on the trees.

I have to say, this person jumped lightly between the trees. Although there was still fog blocking the view, the vision did become a lot wider.

Suddenly, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers stopped on a hillside carrying their horses and donkeys and did not move forward.

There was a wet muddy ground at the foot of the hill.

There were four people standing in the mud.

The four people in white, from here, look like women from behind.

They stood in four corners, carrying a white sedan chair, and stood there motionless. The reason why Duan Yun and Murong brothers were able to find them at the first time was because they were very white, which was a bit eye-catching in the black mud.

However, due to the distance and the thin mist, they were not sure whether it was a living person, and even thought it looked like a paper figure.

It's the kind of paper figurine that is burned for the dead.

"This land is really evil."

Duan Yun muttered to himself and decided to go and see what was going on.

As a result, he stopped again at this moment.

At this moment, the wet mud in front suddenly moved.

Yes, it moved. The entire black wet mud ground moved.

It seemed as if in just a moment, it became a living creature.

Afterwards, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers saw a scene that they might have only seen in nightmares.

Thousands of mouths appeared in the black mud, lined up so densely that it made people's scalps numb.

Immediately afterwards, pink breath came out of these mouths, forming a huge pink mist.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers retreated, covering the noses of the horses and donkeys.

The pink scent covered the sky and looked very beautiful, with a peach blossom color, but they guessed that it might be poisonous.

The next moment, the black wet mud began to wriggle, and those mouths surged forward like a wave.

The white sedan chair that was on the wet mud ground was now carried up into the air by the four women in white.

From here, it looked like they were flying in a pink mist, and the paper-white sedan chair and the women were all tinged with pink.

In the blink of an eye, the strange sedan and those mouths disappeared into the mist.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers would have thought they were dreaming.

Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "What on earth are those mouths?"

Brother Murong always had sharp eyes and said, "It's a toad."

"Could it be that the miasma in the Yuanling area is all caused by these toads? Isn't the one in the sedan a toad spirit?"

As he spoke, Duan Yun looked at the pieces of the bellyband in the hands of the Murong brothers and continued to wonder, "A toad spirit wearing a pink bellyband?"

Having been in the underworld for so long, he had naturally heard some rumors about ghosts and monsters. He was even pointed at by the corpse of a child in the belly of a lion in Laomu Mountain.

But the image of a toad spirit wearing a pink bellyband sitting in a sedan chair, with thousands of toads puffing out smoke, is always hard to believe.

As a result, at this time, Brother Murong held the piece of cloth tighter and said, "I remembered someone."

"Who?" Duan Yun asked curiously.

"Have you heard of the Qingcheng Death Warriors?"

Brother Murong looked at the direction the sedan chair left and asked.

Duan Yun shook his head.

The Murong brothers said, "There is a family in Qingcheng named Ma, Mazi's Ma, who has 108 warriors. It is said that these warriors learned the skills from the blessed land of Qingcheng Cave, and they are fearless and unafraid of death."

“When they were active, they persuaded some people to die and saved many others.”

Duan Yun frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It is said that the 108 warriors of the Ma family can all calmly die for their ideals. They are proficient in the unique skills learned in the caves of Qingcheng Mountain and are not afraid of death. When they meet powerful opponents, they will exchange death for death or injury without even frowning. Aren't such people scary?" asked the Murong brothers.

"Terrible." Duan Yun nodded.

Such a death squad sounds more terrifying than the 108 heroes of Liangshan, because even among the heroes of Liangshan, not all of them can face death calmly.

"People like them can die calmly, but it is easy for them to kill others. Two hundred years ago, a king with a different surname recruited many martial arts masters to establish a new martial arts world. It seemed that the martial arts world was about to become a river of blood.

The Ma family's death squad appeared, and they wanted to stop the war. At that time, the Yixing Wang was at the peak of his power. He was a master of military strategy, with 100,000 soldiers and countless masters around him. How could he stop his reforms just because of these strangers from Qingcheng Mountain?

As a result, 68 members of the Ma family died, and all the masters around the king of a different surname were killed or wounded, and even he himself had his legs cut off.

At that time, Wang Lian killed five Ma family warriors, but the five Ma family warriors calmly used their flesh and bones as weapons to clamp him and cut off his legs with their last strength.

From then on, the king of another surname never recovered and never talked about building a new Jianghu again. "

Brother Murong was talking about something that happened a long time ago. According to him, the Ma family also lost most of their warriors that time, but their story of stopping the war was very moving.

They occasionally move around in the world, but they still play an important role.

"What we just saw could be the Ma family's assassins?" Duan Yun asked in confusion.

"No, it could be the head of the Ma family. The Ma family is mysterious and there are not many people. There are also very few people in the world who have seen the head of the Ma family. However, many people know that the Ma family has a quirk.

They are born to eat poisonous things, and they love nothing but poison. They are also good at controlling poisonous things, especially pink poisonous toads. In the martial arts world, the most famous for using poison are the Five Immortals Sect and the Tang Sect, but when it comes to controlling poisonous things, especially the number of poisonous things that one person can control, no one can compare to the Ma family.

In short, the Ma family is a very mysterious family. With their ability, they should have established a power that would not be inferior to the Five Immortals Sect. However, they live in seclusion and rarely show up in the martial arts world. When they do show up, they often do things like stopping wars, which do them no good at all. "

Duan Yun pondered and said, "According to what you said, I have a good impression of the Ma family and their assassins."

This kind of idealistic death warrior always gives people a sense of tragedy.

Brother Murong was also very excited. He held the scraps of cloth in his hand tighter and said excitedly, “Then what I have in my hand might be Miss Ma’s bellyband, or even the head of the Ma family!

I never thought that the head of the Ma family would be a beautiful girl!"

Duan Yun couldn't help but complain: "You haven't even seen her face, but how can you infer that she belongs to a beautiful girl based on a piece of bellyband cloth of unknown origin!"

I still suspect it's a toad spirit wearing a bellyband.

Brother Murong said with a perverted look on his face: "I don't care, you are jealous! Jealous that the bellyband cloth of the mysterious and beautiful Ma family master or lady is in my hands!"

When Duan Yun saw him like this, he was too tired to complain.

At this time, he frowned slightly and said, "Then was the Ma family worshipping the statue just now?"

He really couldn't believe that someone who could raise such a group of Ma family assassins would worship ghosts and gods in such an evil way.

The Murong brothers were even less convinced.

So they returned to the shrine.

They looked at the burning body, and it seemed more and more bizarre.

Even though it had been burning for a long time, the body still looked the same as when they left it.

"What's going on?" Duan Yun asked puzzledly.

Brother Murong moved his nose and asked, "What's that smell?"

Duan Yun also smelled it and felt something was wrong.

Because the smell doesn't sound like a burning human corpse, but rather a rotten fish smell.

Brother Murong scraped it with a knife and said, "My goodness, this can't be a merman?"

Duan Yun looked in the direction of the knife wound and saw many thin thorns growing on the bones of the corpse, which looked like fish bones.

"There are rumors in the martial arts world that there are mermaids in the rivers and lakes. If they are caught occasionally, it is considered a bad omen and must be burned. Their skin and flesh will take months or even a year to burn clean."

Seeing how well the corpse withstood the burning, coupled with the tiny spikes on the bones, further proves this point.

Duan Yun cut open its mouth with a knife and found that the teeth inside were as sharp as steel needles, and did not look like those of a human.

The two were basically certain that this was a legendary mermaid.

This was the first time Duan Yun saw a mermaid. He saw it having its hands and feet cut off and being burned like a pile of fire. He didn't know how long it burned. He just felt that this world was really bizarre and strange.

No matter how many times he goes out, he will gain a lot of knowledge.

If he hadn't brought the old veteran brother Murong with him this time, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear the story of the Ma family, and he would have suspected that he had encountered a ghost again.

Look, now the old man is still holding the piece of cloth, and he said with an intoxicated look: "I don't know how long this merman has been burned. I said that the beautiful girl of the Ma family would not do such a thing, but you just suspect people randomly!"

Duan Yun: “.”

He really wanted to give this guy a big beating!
(End of this chapter)