Rebirth of the Valkyrie Anchor

"this place……"

"It feels so gloomy!"

"Is there really nothing in there?"

"A bunch of cowards, what are you afraid of this day, the anchor I have other things to do, let's go first!"

The empty and silent village, even at this noon, showed a chilling and dark feeling, and everyone in the live broadcast room accelerated his heartbeat, nervously involuntarily.

Although Yuan Mu and Zhong Li did not like this, they also clearly felt wrong. The village is too quiet and quiet to the point of strangeness. Not only is there no voice, not even the birds and beasts, but it seems that all the activities of life are in It all stopped here in general.

She Yuanmu looked around, and then she looked up and said to Zhong Li, "It seems that the impact of that disaster has not been completely eliminated to this day!"

"Ok!"

Ye Zhong nodded and nodded, but also got serious, walked to a fairly complete wooden building, and pushed in the door.

A burst of decaying wood flew towards him, and with some rising dust, Zhong Li walked into the room, and saw a mess, all kinds of items scattered on the ground, covered with a thick layer of dust, and some even directly rotted. As time goes on, the ruthlessness and cruelty of the years are vividly displayed.

Wu Zhongli shook his head, turned around and stepped out of the wooden building, and said to Yuan Mu, who was waiting outside, "It looks like there is nothing of value."

Yuan Mu frowned and turned to look deep into the village. He murmured, "The place where the disaster happened should be the center of the village. This is just the periphery. It has not been affected much. Otherwise, those ethnic people at the time It is impossible to escape. "

"Go and see!"

Listening to this, Zhong Li didn't hesitate, immediately took steps, walked into the dead village, and at the same time let the brain scan to see if there really is something hidden in this village, lest it be beaten Unexpected.

A hundred years ago, Bameng was an extremely huge force in Miao Xinjiang. This can be seen from the head of Dali. To become the head of Dali, it must have the support and loyalty of several clans, and one clan ’s The population is basically maintained at about 2,000 to 3,000. Taken together, the population under the leadership of Dali has at least nearly 10,000 people.

The size of the village where nearly 10,000 people live is certainly not small. It took a while for the brain to scan the image before transmitting the image information back.

"Ok!"

Looking at the image transmitted by Zhinao, Zhong Li frowned,

Frown, not because Zhong Li found anything, but the opposite, because he found nothing!

In the whole village, there is nothing, whether it is the family members of the evil gods previously envisaged by Zhongli, the heirs of the bloodline, or other weirdness, none of them exist, only ...

"and many more!"

Yuan Mu, who was walking side by side with Zhong Li, suddenly stopped, and then rushed forward.

"what!"

Suddenly, numerous screams rang, and there was a mess in the live broadcast room, and everyone looked in horror at the scattered things on the ground, a skull that was washed away by storm!

This is a human skeleton, scattered all over the ground, in great numbers, some of which have long decayed into gray, and some have barely remained intact, wrapped in tattered but still visible Pammon-style clothing, which looks like Extraordinary thriller.

So, it is no wonder that everyone screamed. When most people encounter this kind of scene, few can remain calm.

Fortunately, Zhong Li is not an ordinary person. He has already used the brain to check him, and he is very calm. When he walks in front of a skeleton, he directly checks the cause of death.

I do n’t need to think about it. This must be the victim of the disaster in the first place. What Zhong Li wants to know is what happened to these people in their own village.

After a short while, Zhong Li stood up and said, "There are no obvious drug poison residues, but most of the bones have scars. They should have been killed by sharp weapons, were there invasions by external enemies, or internal rebellions?"

"No, that's impossible!"

Xi Yuanmu shook his head, negating: "Whether it is an invasion by an external enemy or an internal rebellion, there should be someone who can survive in the end, and there is no reason to become like this."

"So!"

Wu Zhongli thought for a while, stepped over the bones of the ground, and walked towards the village center. Yuan Mu saw this and hurried to follow up.

Along the way, the number of these corpses has not only decreased, but has been increasing. In front of the houses, white bones can be seen at random, and some even maintain their pre-death posture, making people seem to see them dying The agony and helplessness, madness and struggle.

"This……"

"Too cruel, what exactly happened?"

"So many corpses, haven't all the people in this entire village been slaughtered?"

With the live camera, the audience who has seen all of this, only feels that their hearts are constantly trembling, it is fear, and even anger.

Wu Zhongli had no words and came to a skeleton that had fallen down in front of the wooden building. He pulled out a rusty short knife from the gap between his sternum and passed it to Yuan Mu.

He Yuanmu took the short knife, measured it for a while, then took a breath, and said with a trembling voice, "This is ... we are the weapons of the Bamon!"

Zhong Li nodded and turned to look at the pillars on the left and right sides of the wooden building. On the surface that had been decayed for most of the time, you can clearly see that traces were lingering, in addition to deep knife marks, Some faint, slight marks appeared to have been scratched by human nails.

At this point, Yuan Mu also looked over, staring at the deep knife marks, looking a little confused, and muttering, "What happened at the beginning? Is there really a rebellion, no, if so, how could it happen? There are no signs ... "

"This is not a rebellion."

Xuan Zhongli interrupted Yuan Mu's words, looking at the corpse on the ground, and said solemnly, "They lost their reason and killed each other by killing each other."

"Cannibalism?" Motomu stunned and then vetoed: "No, this is impossible!"

Zhong Li didn't explain much about this, but just said, "Go to the ancestral temple and see. I thought of it, and I should know the answer."

I do n’t know if it ’s the corpse of the ground that caused a huge stimulus. This time Yuan Mu did n’t hesitate anymore and immediately said: “Okay!”

He said, Yuan Mu took the lead and walked to the ancestral temple in the middle of the village, followed by Zhong Li, but after a while, the two came to the ancestral temple.

In ancient times, the beliefs of Miao Xinjiang were mostly ancestor worship and nature worship. Although there are some witches and ghosts, they are not orthodox, and there is not a lot of sacrifices. Therefore, the ancestral temple is also arranged in primitive, ancestor, and totem style For the Lord, there are no golden halls or solemn idols. The entire ancestral temple is a wide square with an ancient altar standing in the center.

Unsurprisingly, in this square, there are still dead bodies and bones all over the ground. In addition, there are many accessories and weapons, and there are very obvious signs of battle around.

The most special of these is the more than ten bones in front of the central altar, which are different from other bones that were obviously killed by fighting. These more than ten bones died in front of the altar in a kneeling manner. Until now, there are still some Keep the position before dying.

Wu Zhongli stepped forward, and came to a bone that was obviously taller than the others, and saw him kneeling on the ground, holding a knife in both hands, and deeply piercing his chest.

Xu Zhong glanced at Yuan Mu, and then his hand drew away the finger bone holding the handle, and pulled out the short knife.

This short knife, I do n’t know what kind of material it is made of. The wooden handle has long been decayed, but there is no damage to the blade body, silver light flashes up and down, no rust is visible at all, and there is a sharp edge at the blade edge. Rui is very sharp, and at a glance it is a rare weapon.

Xi Zhongli handed the short knife to Yuan Mu and said, "Look!"

She Yuanmu's eyes calmed, and she took a moment to look at it, and then said, "This is a weapon made of refined iron. Not many people can hold it. He is ..."

Wu Yuanmu squatted down and took a ring off the bone's fingers, affirming his guess, saying, "Dali head!"

Hearing this, Zhong Li behaved calmly, without seeming to be surprised at all, saying, "So, things make sense."

"what?"

Wu Yuanmu frowned and looked at Zhong Li in a puzzled manner. The audience in the live broadcast room also stared at him, wanting to know the answer.

Wu Zhongli smiled, looked at the bones of Dali's head, and said, "What is the reason for the ruler of this village to give up the fight, give up the chance to escape, and lead everyone to kill themselves?"

Hearing this, Yuan Mu finally understood something, guessing: "You mean, they know they can't escape, so ...?"

Wu Zhongli nodded ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ said: "Yes, only in such a desperate situation, they will choose to commit suicide, because they know that they have no possibility of living!"

At this point, Zhong Li paused for a moment, and then continued to say, "The course of events should be like this. On that day, an uncontrollable disaster broke out, maybe poison, or something else. In short, Zhaizi Most of the people here were affected. They were confused, crazy, lost their minds, and started killing each other. "

"When Dali saw this, he immediately summoned His Majesty's Warriors and came here. He wanted Wuzhu and his Master to take a look at the cause of the disaster and settle it, but they failed. It also affected itself, those warriors began to go crazy, Dali heads and witches also appeared abnormal, and finally, they fell into despair, and chose to end their lives before the loss of reason, and this has everything we see . "

"嗬!"

Listening to Zhong Li's narrative, Yuan Mu took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice, "Maybe it really is."

"It doesn't matter now whether it is or not!"

Li Zhongli shook her head and turned to the altar where a totem was erected. Shen said, "Where is the Holy Ghost, take us and leave immediately, here ... not safe!"

"Yes!"

At this point, Yuan Mu also came to his senses, and hurried to the altar, smashed a stone brick on the ground with a punch, and took out a small silver-white jar from it, and handed it to Zhong Li, saying, "This is the Holy Spirit No matter what poison it is, it's ... "

"Om!"

When Yuan Yuanmu's words were not finished, he heard a dull sound coming, and the ground under the feet of both of them began to shake violently!