The strongest starting system

Chapter 909 The Monster's Identity

After half an hour of careful "carving", Zhao Wushuang finally removed all the sundries in the skull. In the process, he used five kinds of knives to take out all the flesh and blood of the monster leader's head intact. come out.

When Zhao Wushuang caught the white-colored brain of the monster leader with a bowl, Ling Qingjue couldn't help it anymore, she immediately turned her head away, and at the same time raised her hand to cover her mouth, an uncontrollable feeling of nausea welled up in her throat.

Xu Guanghan looked up at the dark ceiling, feeling miserable.

What crime did I do to accompany this kid to dismember him.

Zhao Wushuang lit a few kerosene lamps and placed them next to the disassembled head so that he could observe the silk threads all over it more clearly.

After removing all the sundries in the black head stove, Zhao Wushuang found that there was a connecting silk thread in every position, which connected the central part of the brain of the monster leader, and the top was the teeth.

The brain center of a person communicates with the nerves of the whole body, and the people behind the scenes must have used this thing to control the actions of the monster leader.

Sure enough, when Zhao Wushuang cut the skin on the monster leader's arm, he also found silk thread as thin as a cicada's wing.

It seems that someone is really manipulating behind it.

They use these threads to control monsters, and the monsters can use the threads to form a powerful attack formation.In this way, two-way use can get a lot of benefits.

Zhao Wushuang called Xu Guanghan and Ling Qingjue to see if they could find any clues.

"The human body is actually controlled by wires. If you weren't careful, we probably wouldn't have discovered it."

Xu Guanghan's face gradually became serious.

"What are these silk threads...?"

Ling Qingjue released his consciousness, wanting to see the true face of the silk thread, but was bounced back by a huge force, his mental power was shaken, and a pale look appeared on his face.

"Don't touch it lightly."

Zhao Wushuang said, "Let me do it."

He took out the memory reader exchanged from the system mall, and made it like last time.

The gentle water column dissipated without a trace after touching the silk thread, but the memory information remaining on the thread has been intercepted.

Zhao Wushuang closed his eyes, and several scenes flashed in front of him.

It should be what the deceased experienced before he was alive. He was in a place so dark that he couldn't see anything, screaming in horror, only to see a mysterious creature slowly walking out, with scarlet eyes exuding a gloomy aura in the darkness.

The mysterious creature suddenly launched an attack, and the last image left in the memory of the deceased was a row of sharp fangs.

Zhao Wushuang was shocked and woke up suddenly.

It seems that he has found the culprit behind the scenes.

According to the system's reminder, if the appearance of these monsters is related to Zhuge Xuanji, then he must investigate.

"I searched for his last memory before his consciousness was controlled..."

Zhao Wushuang told what he saw.

The rest were lost in thought.

"If this is the case, the monster behind the scenes needs to control people to attack the city, and must leave before dawn, so it must not stay far away."

Xu Guanghan calmly analyzed the existing possibilities.

The black hole that appeared in the memory captured by Zhao Wushuang is definitely not the outside world.

So they found the shopkeeper and the guests upstairs, and asked about the situation carefully.

Come and go again and again, it really pays off.

The shopkeeper was born and bred in the local area, and he told the three of the local demon legends that have been circulating in the area.

"There is a devil's cave at the place where the back mountain winds for hundreds of kilometers. It is said that people who pass by the devil's cave will be attracted by the charming female voice coming from the cave, and have never come out since then."

"Some people say that those who went in were captured by the devil and became slaves, and some people said that they were eaten up by the devil, leaving only bones... Anyway, no matter whether it is true or not, some people escaped by chance and returned with nothing. Ken said he died suddenly within a few days."

The flame reflected on the shopkeeper's old face, and a look of helplessness emerged spontaneously.

"In our place, we don't have the money to invite top experts to help. If you are willing to make a move, as long as I can get it, I can give it all to you. I just ask you to save the life of our small town."

The shopkeeper burst into tears as he spoke, and was about to kneel down, but Zhao Wushuang and others quickly pulled him up.

"Slaying demons and demons is our duty, shopkeeper, you don't have to worry."

After some preparations, the three packed their bags and set off.

The treasurer's hard fortress gave them a few horses, saying that the journey would not be so tiring.

With the strength of a few people, it would not be a problem to travel thousands of miles even if they traveled continuously for three days and three nights, but they still accepted the shopkeeper's intentions.

The mountains at the front and rear ends are divided into two extremes.

When Zhao Wushuang and the others turned over the hill opposite the small town, there were overgrown trees and grasses, the scenery and the environment were beautiful, and even the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

But the road in the back mountain is much more complicated. There are only a few sparse trees on the bare hill.

With a horse leading the way, they took a big turn and walked into the vast forest.

The mountains and rocks are mixed, the trees are withered, and the energy of heaven and earth here is thinner than other places.

After driving for an hour, they finally walked onto a relatively flat road, surrounded by all kinds of strangely shaped hills, like ghosts with teeth and claws, waiting for the sheep to enter the tiger's mouth.

This kind of place where the birds don't shit is somewhat similar to the restricted area of ​​life.

"Saint, Junior Brother Wu, why don't we find a place to rest first?"

Xu Guanghan said: "I always feel that this place is a bit weird and mysterious, it's better to be careful."

They nodded and stopped between a boulder.

Zhao Wushuang looked up, and there was a small black spot in the middle of the sky.

Possessing the physique of a demon god, Zhao Wushuang's power in the dark is unimaginable to ordinary people.

He saw that it was a black bird flapping its wings. The bird flew very high and passed through the clouds at the bottom, as if to convey some important message.

The mountains here have no tall trees for birds to inhabit at all, so where did this bird come from and where did it go?
Zhao Wushuang's intuition told him something was wrong.

"You two, I think we have to hurry. As for the rest, we can do it at the same time."

Zhao Wushuang summoned the Dou Yun, and when the little Yun Duo grew rapidly and transformed into a spacious carriage pulled by several Yun Duo white horses, Xu Guanghan and Ling Qingjue didn't react in a daze.

"Junior Brother Wu, I have never seen such a magic weapon before, where did you get it?"

Stepping into the carriage, Xu Guanghan sighed while stroking the exquisite interior decoration.

"It was also obtained from the restricted area of ​​life. There are a lot of weird things in there, and I only got a few of them."

Zhao Wushuang sat at the front of the carriage, and then pressed the stealth mode.

Three white horses pulled them up into the air, and set foot on the road going straight up the flying clouds.

Even though Ling Qingjue was indifferent, he not only developed a deep search for Zhao Wushuang's identity.

(End of this chapter)