Chapter 1155: Something

What Chu Yan took out looked like a pipe and a piece of bamboo.
Kong Xian vaguely felt a little familiar, but he was not sure whether it was something he had guessed in his mind.
Then he saw Chu Yan taking out another stone.
This stone Kong Xian has been seen before, it is the most common stone in a mine.
The Blood Soul Tongxuan Mine in the mine has been mined cleanly, so what Chu Yan brought out at this time was not an ore, but an ordinary stone.
"What do you bring back such a stone?" Kong Xian wondered.
Chu Yan looked at the stone and said, "Do you remember what Zhang Bo said before?"
"Which sentence?" Kong Xian frowned slightly.
"I praised him at the time and was familiar with the environment inside the mine," Chu Yan said.
Kong Xian slightly thought and nodded: "I remember clearly, he answered you at the time, saying that he used to inspect the mines in the past, and he also said that if he went further down the mines, he would not know . "
Speaking of this, Kong Xianxian suddenly flashed a brilliant light: "You praised him at the time, you said it on purpose!"
"Yes." Chu Yan nodded.
His finger, rubbing lightly on the stone, "I think what he said is half true and half false."
"Oh?" Kong Xian wondered. "Which is true and which is false?"
"I think." While Chu Yan was talking, he pressed the dark pipe in his hand over the stone. "It is true to check frequently, and I do n’t know if it is false."
As the words fell, Chu Yan suddenly pushed hard.
With a snoring sound, the dark pipe in his hand was suddenly inserted into the stone.
Kong Xian knew that Chu Yan must have his intention to do so.
So he kept silent, waiting quietly for change.
Just a moment later, Kong Xian saw that a ray of light smoke floated from the other end of the tube.
And it gets thicker and thicker and stays together.
At first glance, it was as if the stone was filled with thick smoke, and now the pipe was directing it out.
But what Kong Xian didn't expect was that the smoke was just beginning.
Soon, the temperature in the room started to drop.
And the rate of decline is very fast.
The cold feeling makes people feel like they are in an ice cave.
Both Chu Yan and Kong Xian are monks, and they are also monks in the Diyuan Realm.
But at this moment, they still felt a sense of coldness, just like steel needles. They penetrated through the pores, entered the body, and pierced their bone marrow.
Kong Xian looked at Chu Yan, saw Chu Yan's brow, began to frown, and said lightly: "A little something."
And he also saw that Chu Yan's eyes had a anger that was slowly condensing.
Kong Xian kept watching.
Soon he heard that someone seemed to be sobbing in a low voice.
In the cold room, there was a clear voice of someone crying.
Anyone will be taken aback.
Kong Xian is no exception.
But for him, it was more surprising.
This crying sound gradually became chaotic, but at the same time what Kong Xian felt was not the weakening of the crying sound, but the rising number of crying.
From one person crying, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand people are crying.
With the cry, wailing and roaring began.
Kong Xian felt his back tingling.
He already knew vaguely what Chu Yan was doing.
These sounds did not come from real people, but from the thick smoke.
When Kong Xian looked up at the thick smoke, Chu Yan also watched the thick smoke.
The thick smoke condensed and did not disperse, like a cloud, condensed in this room, above the heads of the two.
The thick smoke kept squirming, and the faces were condensed inside.
Every face has a look of weeping.
Their expressions were full of despair and pain.
Faces, layer upon layer, densely packed, I don't know how many.
At first glance, it was creepy.
Unconsciously, Kong Xian felt that he had also been affected.
Suddenly, his heart was as painful as a knife twist, his vision began to gradually blur, and the chest was undulating and difficult.
It's like a drowning person, no hope of surfacing, watching the despair of slowly sinking away from the light.
At this moment, Kong Xian felt someone was patted on the shoulder.
This moment made him sober.
What I saw now became clear again.
He looked up and saw Chu Yan's serious face approaching.
The other hand was still on his shoulder.
Kong Xian looked away again and looked at the stones on the table.
The original dark stones are now gray.
The black tube on the stone, although still plugged in, no longer smoked.
And the thick smoke entangled above the two men had disappeared.
The cold moonlight re-entered the house through the window curtain.
"Zombie Bamboo." Looking at the black pipe, Kong Xian spit out three words.
"Um." Chu Yan nodded.
The black pipe is the material for refining cormorants found inside the island after the beheading of the evil repair on that island.
"Bamboo corpse bamboo grows in a dark place, on the grave autumn, absorbs resentment and corpse qi ..." Kong Xian muttered.
He has also read introductions to corpse bamboo in books in the past.
Only before that, he did not expect that the black tube that Chu Yan had taken out was the dead bamboo.
Now that he knew what the other party was, he suddenly understood what Chu Yan was doing, and what was happening to the faces in the thick smoke.
"Those are the dead souls who died in the mine." Kong Xian's voice was trembling at this moment.
Corpse bamboo grows by absorbing grievances and corpses, so it is naturally equal to the condensation of grievances and corpses in that area.
Kong Xian's trembling at this moment was, of course, not fear, but anger.
Those faces add up, I am afraid that it is no less than a thousand people.
In other words, the mine they visited today may have a large body like a mountain not far from their feet.
And these corpses must have been tortured before death, and they died recently.
Otherwise, the reaction of the dead bamboo would not have been so drastic.
"I have a bold guess about these bodies." Chu Yan said at this time.
Kong Xian stared.
At this time, an idea came to his mind.
And this idea, he felt coincident with Chu Yan.
"I think we found the missing families and where they went." Chu Yan said.
"These lunatics!" Kong Xian clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and in his eyes bloodshots were made.
At this time, Chu Yan's voice rang again.
"But before talking about these disappearing families, do I think you should tell me, who is the dead bandage who is entangled in bandages?"
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