Deconstruction is Weird

Chu Dong tried to take a step outside, but to his surprise, he was able to leave without hindrance, but the row in front of him all died at the last step.

Xu Su's expression was a little dignified, but he looked calm and did not lose his sense of proportion.

The two went all the way from west to east to the capital of Yunshang Kingdom. After walking for more than 30 kilometers, they saw the first city. The city wall was 12 meters high and it covered an area of ​​about 300,000 square kilometers. The city is lifeless, and there is no sign of human activity at all.

But Chu Dong didn't see any traces of outsiders' invasion, let alone fighting, and the footprints on the street were even orderly, as if these people calmly disappeared at a certain moment.

Those people on the edge of the black region seemed to come out of nowhere, because Chu Dong didn't see traces of a large number of people fleeing on the road, or it might be that the traces were all erased. Over time.

"Let's go, go in and take a look for a while, it's dangerous to go directly to the imperial capital, and it's easy to fall into passiveness if you don't know anything."

Xu Su also nodded and did not refute.

He followed Chu Dong's right side and said in a slightly melancholy tone: "After so many years, the layout of the city here still hasn't changed.

This place is called Jiuquan City, and it got its name because it is rich in fine wine. Back then, I often came here to drink. "

Chu Dong asked casually: "I've always been curious, what kind of status do you have in Yunshang Kingdom? How can you get such a lucrative job?"

Xu Su laughed self-deprecatingly, "Fat chap? No one knew what side effects the counterfeit source network would bring, loss of self, death? This is the most likely ending, right?

I am a slave, the upper class among slaves. My ancestors were plundered by Yunshang Kingdom from Cangming, but I have no memory, so I don’t have deep feelings. I'm a newly promoted nobleman to do it.

On the one hand, I have an official position, on the other hand, I am a lowly slave in their eyes, an existence that can be abandoned. If I have any attachments to this country, it is Quanhou Ye. He is the only one who doesn’t care about my origin. people. "

Chu Dong murmured: "Master Quan, he seems to be a good person."

"Indeed, without him, slaves like us would have even less status."

Speaking of which, Chu Dong and the two came to the city gate, and Chu Dong pressed his hand. The exposed city gate was more than nine meters high, and it was reinforced with iron bars. As a result, when Chu Dong exerted a little force, the gate shattered and rotted. very thorough.

Chu Dong grabbed a fragment of the city gate and crushed it with his hands, until it became crumbs like a biscuit.

"It's so strange. There is no big change on the outside. Why does it look like this on the inside? The ground is not affected, and the city wall is very decayed."

"It's not difficult to do it, the question is who would be so boring and deliberately destroy the inner structure of the city gate?

etc! What is that, look! "

Xu Su looked in along the broken city gate, and found a table of white rice in the hole of the city gate. This thing was placed in the hole of the city gate, and Chu Dong really didn't see it from the outside.

And the rice is still steaming hot, as if it just came out of the pan.

Chu Dong strode into the city, and went to the table to observe carefully. There was no power fluctuation, not even a trace on the ground. There were twenty-three bowls of white rice on the rectangular table, which were slowly steaming.

Chu Dong turned around and asked, "Do you have any special customs in Yunshang Country? For example, after a person dies, do you sacrifice white rice?"

Many people must have died in Yunshang Kingdom, and dead people will have obsessions. Chu Dong has to distinguish which are the strange things caused by too many dead people, and which are the weird things that caused such drastic changes in Yunshang Kingdom. There is a big difference between the two. .

Xu Su frowned and shook his head.

"I've never heard of this custom. What does the twenty-three bowls represent?"

"It's hard to say about this kind of thing. It's better not to touch it. Go in and take a look. If we can't find any specific and useful clues, we will leave. There is no need to waste time because of the strange things here."

Xu Su nodded approvingly, what they need to do is to find the problem of Yunshang Kingdom, not to catch ghosts.

The two walked over the table full of rice and walked into the city. The street was spacious and clean. From time to time, there was a breeze blowing a few leaves, which seemed a bit bleak. There was a spacious bluestone road on the left and right sides of the entrance, and there was also a road on the front. A road five meters wide.

The main road around the city is well repaired. Generally, the repair of the road around the city to be wide and flat is probably because there has been a war and supplies need to be transported to the wall, otherwise the cost-effectiveness of the road around the city is not high.

Xu Su went to the side to look at the notice. There was a portrait of a person painted on it. It seemed that he had killed his wife and was caught on the spot.

"What do you see him doing? Do you know him?"

Xu Su pointed the lower left corner of the notice with his finger, "I don't know it, but I know it at this time, the fourth day of September, isn't it just yesterday? And the paper still smells like ink."

[The report has been analyzed, and it is indeed a recent new system]

[The pen is floating, it is indeed human handwriting]

Generally speaking, the details of things made by weird things will have some problems. For example, the characters they make will not have the texture of someone writing them personally. The angle of human strength to hold the pen will change, even because of different moods. Let the same text produce greater fluctuations.

It's just that ordinary people can't analyze this kind of handwriting fluctuation, and weird things won't imitate it.

[The current environment has been cracked in all aspects, and no clues have been found yet]

[Based on the strength of the surrounding wind and sand, the footprints can last up to five to seven days here]

[The footprints in the city are extremely neat, they don’t seem to have disappeared long ago]

"Could it be that these people are still alive, but they were just imprisoned in some ghost? We have really encountered such a thing, and why does this person look familiar?"

[Comparing, comparing completed, there is no person similar to the target in the data]

[Ghosts have not yet been found]

[Intellect has already brute force cracked all the frequencies of the current environment for the first time]

【No hidden ghosts found】

Suddenly Xu Su shouted again: "Chu Dong, do you see that the person on the notice has changed?"

[His eyebrows are inclined by about 2 degrees]

【It does change】

Chu Dong walked to the notice board and read softly: "I live in Changtang Lane in the east of the city. Go to this family to have a look. Since the notice was posted yesterday, the murder must have happened recently."

"Walk."

Chu Dong and Xu Su jumped up and went straight away, but what they didn't know was that after they left, the man on the notice shed two lines of blood and tears.

[All maps of the city have been included]

[Beginning to repeat the original Chengdong District information]

【Target found】

Chu Dong only found it after hanging in mid-air for ten seconds, because only the door of the guardian's house was open, and there were still many people standing around the door to watch.

As soon as Xu Su landed on the ground, he shouted: "Is there that thing again? Is it for the condemned prisoners?"

This family seems to be a big family, there are twelve steps at the front door, and a table of white rice is placed upright under the door, still steaming.

The two walked up the steps slowly. Xu Su walked in front and stretched out his hand to push the door completely open. As a result, as soon as his hand touched the door, his index finger was shattered into a ball of loess. See dark silver bones.

Xu Su looked at his fingers in disbelief, and even Chu Dong came up to observe.

Xu Su cut off his finger? Is there anything in this world that can make Xu Su cut off his fingers without making a sound? Even Chu Dong couldn't do it so silently. If he could cut off his fingers, could he cut off other things?

Immediately afterwards, a blue flame ignited at Xu Su's severed finger, and a new finger grew out after a while, which had little effect, but the problem was very strange.

Chu Dong turned his head to look at the white rice beside him, and after a little comparison, he found that it was exactly the same as the table at the city gate before, except that the bowl on top had some slight changes.

"There seems to be something stuffed in this bowl?"

Chu Dong stretched out his hand and picked up a bowl of white rice. He was generally unaffected, and then he rummaged through the rice, only to find a gray severed finger.

Chu Dong held the severed finger and said to Xu Su, "I found your finger."

"It's so evil. Wouldn't it be better to cut off my head? Why is it just a finger? Just burn it with fire."

A black flame spewed out from Xu Su's hand, and the flame covered the rice. At first, there was no big change, as if the flame did not exist. Then Xu Su increased the firepower, and the black flame continued to erode. The rice eventually began to rot and slowly turned to ashes.

Strangeness is difficult to decipher on the one hand, and hard power is on the other hand. With Xu Su's strength, he can completely destroy the city. The rules can only restrict those who do not have the strength to turn the table.

When the demon fire dissipated, a blood-red letter fell from the ashes. Chu Dong and Chu Dong glanced at each other, and then chose to open it. There was a line of beautiful small characters written on the red paper. Xingzi Chu Dong also felt familiar for a while, but there was no similar record in Chu Dong's memory after the intellectual brain compared it.

"Dangerous, hurry up. What do you mean?"

Xu Su pinched the letter paper and showed a smile, "This is the handwriting of Master Quan. He is not dead yet. I guess I made a mistake."

Chu Dong didn't refute, but he didn't have too much expectation for Master Quan's survival. Who said that people disappear after death? People like Quan Houye will become weird when they die, right?

The two discussed for a while, and decided to clarify the matter here, and Chu Dong was very concerned about the inexplicable sense of familiarity. At this stage of cultivation, the feeling is usually correct.

The two walked into the courtyard and went straight to the bedroom, where the murder happened in the notice.

The room was quiet, and the door of the living room was open, but there was not even a speck of dust on the table.

As soon as Chu Dong turned around, he saw two pale-faced ghosts on the two chairs in the living room from the corner of his eye. They looked about sixty or seventy years old, looking at the front dully, but when Chu Dong looked back, he saw something. All gone.

Xu Su asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"It seems that I saw two ghosts, and then disappeared without a trace."

Xu Su walked in the direction of Chu Dong's line of sight, and simply sat down on the chair, "No, but you must have seen something, something that I can't notice at all, but you can see Woolen cloth?"

Chu Dong laughed for no reason, "You really believe me."

"I've been paying attention to you all the time, and I've really fought hard, I still believe in your ability."

The two ghosts must exist, but Chu Dong can't find them for the time being, and he doesn't know how to find them.

After repeated attempts with no results, he could only give up temporarily. When he came to the bedroom door and opened the door, he saw fresh blood all over the floor.

In a trance, Chu Dong actually saw a ghost with disastrous skin. He was in his thirties. There was a huge wound on the neck, the bone was visible deep, and it was still dripping blood. Chu Dong immediately stretched out his hand. In the past, I tried to catch this ghost that suddenly appeared, but I couldn't touch it.

However, at the moment when the two met each other, a lot of foreign memories appeared in Chu Dong's mind. He was the lover of the hostess of the house. When he came back, he was hacked to death with a knife.

After his death, his soul left his body, and he watched this man go berserk, killing himself was not enough, he also killed all his family members, what was even more ruthless was the ghost charm he got from nowhere, Pile up all the corpses together, burn them with talismans, and their souls fly away.

Chu Dong didn't enter the house, turned around and rushed towards the backyard. The backyard is not big, two meters wide and ten meters long, the ground is still muddy, and there is an eye-catching burn mark in the middle of the yard. The smell of burning corpses.

Xu Su looked at the black spot and blurted out, "Burning the Body and Extinguishing Soul Talisman? There is such a sinister spell in the Yunshang Kingdom. Using this spell to burn the corpse can make people lose their souls, without leaving any traces." .But how do you know someone burns a corpse here?"

"Because I saw the memory of the owner of a certain corpse here, I probably know what happened here."

Xu Su said resolutely: "This is impossible, this is not a broken soul in the usual sense, your master's kind of scattered soul still has soul fragments, but the soul burned in this way, there is really no soul left. .

Have you mastered some abilities that I can't understand? "

Chu Dong shook his head silently, then strode towards the main hall. He stood in front of the chair where he had seen the ghost before, and stretched out his hand to carefully sense the space in front of him. Soon Chu Dong got a new memory.

My son has been married for three years and has not given birth to a son and a half daughter. The two old people have sought countless doctors, but the final result is that there is something wrong with their son, and the woman will never leave without complaint. Constantly looking for folk remedies, still to no avail, in the end they chose a path that outsiders could not understand, borrowing seeds.