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Chapter 755

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Under the red moon, more than 100 aboriginals were eating food in the village. They were green worms that were as long as a child's arm.

When they bit down, there would be a "chi" sound and a blue liquid would spurt out. The worms would also squeak.

Ren Baqian, the empress, and the others who were watching from the side felt their blood run cold.

"They … What's going on?" Qing Yuan and Hong Luan turned pale and asked softly.

"Or should I say, are they still alive?" Ren Baqian frowned and asked, "Are there any legends of sorcery in the Sixty Thousand Mountains?"

"As far as I know, there aren't." The empress shook her head and asked someone to call Ya Sheng over.

Ren Baqian asked again, but Ya Sheng shook his head.

"Were they like this the last time you were here?" Ren Baqian asked again.

Ya Sheng shook his head and replied, "They weren't like this the last time I was here. When I was here last time, I found that the people in this village liked the night and didn't like the day. Moreover, his expression was wooden, and his speech was slow. I felt that it was strange, so I hurried to leave.

I didn't expect things to turn out like this. "

"When was the last time you were here?"

"Sixteen years ago. At that time, I found traces of a mountain song and followed it all the way here. However, this place was strange, and there were no traces of the mountain song. After searching for a few days, I retreated. "

Ren Baqian naturally didn't know what a mountain song was. In fact, there were countless strange beasts in the Sixty Thousand Mountains, and the areas that no one had set foot in were even larger than the known areas.

Therefore, he couldn't be bothered to ask about the strange beasts in the mountains. In any case, he would naturally know when he saw them.

Unexpectedly, Gong Zheng was a little surprised and asked, "Is there still a mountain song?"

"That should be right. I heard from the elders in the village that the mountain song likes to grind its teeth with stones and leaves all kinds of filth on the stones. I discovered it by chance. Not only are there filth on the stones, but there are also traces of teeth grinding.

In fact, I heard that there are such beasts in the depths, but this area hasn't been seen for many years. "

Judging from their conversation, this kind of strange beast was somewhat special. Ren Baqian became curious and asked, "What is a mountain song?"

"It's a monster that looks like a human. It's usually about three meters tall, and its movements are clumsy, but it's very strong. It likes to eat people, and it has two very long fangs in its mouth. In the past, there were many of these monsters. Later on, under the encirclement of the aboriginals, their numbers gradually decreased, "Ya Sheng explained.

"It's a little strange." Ren Baqian casually replied. In Dayao, ten feet was more than three meters, and a height of more than ten feet was at least three to seven meters. Furthermore, it was in the shape of a human. Ren Baqian wondered if it was a gorilla or something like that.

King Kong? His body size was about the same.

Then, he talked about what happened in the stockade village. "According to Ya Sheng, these people didn't always become like this. Instead, they gradually became like this. This is a process.

Therefore, they must have been influenced by something to become like this. "

The empress looked up at him and asked, "What do you think?"

"No idea. I don't even know if they're dead or alive. Or … we can catch one and cut it open to take a look! "The empress glared at him as soon as he finished speaking.

"We must first understand their situation before we can decide on our next step. In any case, they are no different from being dead.

In other words, they are now a group of puppets with warmth and heartbeats, "Ren Baqian said indifferently.

"Your Majesty, if you want me to live like this, I might as well die," Gong Zheng said. The thought of living like a puppet was really a terrifying thing.

The empress pondered for a while and asked, "Can we find the reason why they became like this by cutting them open?"

"Of course … not." Ren Baqian panted as he spoke. The empress was so angry that her eyebrows twitched. She punched him and sent him flying.

Ren Baqian was sent flying more than 20 meters away and even knocked down a "puppet" that was closest to them.

When Ren Baqian got up, that puppet also slowly sat on the ground.

At this moment, the aboriginals in the stockade village had finished eating the worms and were all sitting there in silence. They didn't even speak that language that seemed to have been programmed for them.

The entire stockade village fell into silence.

However, under the moonlight, one could see the silhouettes of people sitting there. It was a strange atmosphere.

Ren Baqian took another look at the "puppet" that he had knocked down before returning to sit opposite the empress.

"Looking at their current state, we can only search for the reason bit by bit. We have to use all kinds of methods, but even so, we may not be able to find the reason. After all, their appearance is too strange, and it can't be caused by ordinary circumstances. Cutting them open is only one of the options. We can see if there are any differences between them and ordinary people and we may be able to find something. In our place, this is called an autopsy. "

At this moment, Ren Baqian had already treated these people as living corpses.

Fortunately, these people didn't bite. Otherwise, he would have thought that it was a Resident Evil from another world.

"I understand." The empress sighed.

She knew that what Ren Baqian said was right.

"Do as you say."

"You, find someone to cut open and take a look. I'm scared of blood." Ren Baqian kicked Gong Zheng.

In fact, he didn't have much hope for this method.

The situation of these people was too strange.

In particular, these people kept repeating certain words that seemed to have been programmed. This wasn't something that could be done with ordinary methods.

Under such circumstances, even if he brought them back to Earth, there might not be a solution.

However, since these people were already in such a state, he might as well give it a try. Perhaps he might be able to find something.

Gong Zheng walked around the village and finally found an old man. He brought him back and threw him to the ground.

That old man swayed on the ground, got up, and walked back to his original seat.

"Hold him down," Gong Zheng shouted.

Then, two people pressed him to the ground.

Gong Zheng held the knife for a long time, turned his head, and asked Ren Baqian, "Where do I cut from?"

He had killed people before, but he had never done this before.

Although Ren Baqian had killed many people, he had never done this before. He felt that it was a little strange.

He looked at Gong Zheng and then at the "puppet" that was pressed to the ground. He said helplessly, "We have to turn him over first."

What are you guys doing with his back up there?

After they turned him over, Ren Baqian said, "Cut the skin on his arm first and check the blood."

Gong Zheng waved his long knife, and a 10-centimeter long cut appeared on the arm of the "puppet."

Then, everyone frowned.

Everyone present had seen blood before, so they knew what it looked like when a person's skin was cut open.

This "puppet" was definitely different from a normal person.

After more than ten seconds, dark red blood slowly seeped out of the wound.

Not only was there very little blood, but it was also very viscous.

"Stomach," Ren Baqian said again.

Gong Zheng gestured at the other party's stomach, and the "puppet" seemed to sense danger. The wooden expression on its face suddenly turned malevolent and crazy. It struggled with all its might and erupted with great strength. The two winged cavalry warriors actually had to expend a lot of effort to hold it down.

"Ugh."

One of the winged cavalry warriors groaned in pain. The "puppet" that was being held down suddenly twisted its neck and bit him.

At this moment, Gong Zheng's knife fell.

A line of blood appeared on the other party's chest.

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