Chapter 2091

After a brief tremor, the white body opened its eyes. In his eyes appeared the blue pupils, just like the snow.

You Xue excitedly said: "tell me, what are you feeling now? Come on, tell me! "

The white body suddenly closed its eyes again, and its body was still. A thread of blue energy overflowed from his head, just like a smoker taking a cigarette and slowly spraying it out of his mouth.

Although she can't understand what you Xue said, according to what happened just now, Xia Lei has already guessed what experiments you Xue is doing. She is doing experiments like making Kristen in Ithaca, and her experiments are far more complicated than making Kristen in Ithaca, because the glass bottle contains the soul!

A wisp of blue soul floated to Xialei's front, and then hit the wall. At that moment, Xia Lei grabbed the soul energy and pulled it into the rock. But instead of eating each other's soul, he analyzed its components and the information it stored.

Although it's just a ghost, it can store a lot of information. Xialei sends all the downloaded information back to his brain. Alas, as a real brain, his soul can't interpret the information. But he also had a premonition that he had grasped part of the secret of the ghost tribe and the Shenling in his hand.

Youxue then started another instrument.

It's a round instrument. It looks quite old. When it starts, it creates an energy vortex, and then sucks the spirits suspended in the basement and flies into the energy vortex. This power of soul sucking is just like a breeze to Xia Lei's soul, which can't shake him at all.

The whole process was over in about a minute.

Youxue opens the instrument and takes out a glass jar from it. There is a blue soul in the jar, but the quantity is obviously less than before.

Xia Lei's eyes swept over several other glass bottles filled with luminous energy groups, and he suddenly understood that those souls were the consumables for the secret experiment of Youxue. It's just that he can't understand why those souls have bright colors. Except for him, he has never seen a soul with bright colors.

"Again failed, why always failed..." You Xue looks very distressed. "I'm operating according to the steps recorded in Shenling. Why can't I succeed? Did I do anything wrong? Or is there something critical missing? "

Although Xia Lei couldn't understand what she was talking about, he had heard every voice of her several times. Once he has mastered the language of the white ghost, he will recall the sounds, and then he will know what she said.

"The man planted green grass, flowers and fruits in the room, which is a kind of magical energy to create life. I saw the shadow of the creator from him, and he is very close to God Who is he? " You Xue talks to herself.

Just as he was talking to himself, Xialei had moved to the other side of the stone wall in the basement, and then quietly found a trace of soul energy to stab into the glass bottle to steal information. Bottle after bottle, in a few seconds, he steals all the bottled souls once.

"Well, come on, let's go back. That man will enter Shenling tomorrow. I will also go to Shenling. Then I will go to the library and have a look. I believe that if I work hard, I will succeed. " In self-talk, Youxue leaves the basement, enters the passage and climbs up the stone ladder.

Xialei's soul also left the underground chamber and returned to his body. As soon as his soul returned to his body, his brain immediately began to detoxify the information just stolen from the bottled soul.

His brain has a mechanism of interest priority in interpreting and processing information, and the most important one will always be interpreted and reconstructed first. This interpretation is a bit troublesome because the information he stole is incomplete and messy. This is completely in line with the characteristics of the ghost. After all, this is not the information stolen from the living brain.

However, a minute later, his brain still interpreted and sorted out a piece of information, and relevant memory images emerged in his mind.

This memory comes from the blue bottled soul.

He knelt at the top of the altar and he looked nervous.

Xueduo stood beside him, and all the white ghosts of the tribe.

"Grey cloud, you are so lucky. You are chosen by God, and you will serve our God." The sound of snow.

After the brain's interpretation, Xia Lei can understand xueduo's words. His brain is also learning this mysterious and strange language rapidly. With his highly evolved brain, learning language is like paying for things in the supermarket. After paying, things are his.

"Patriarch, I, I am a little nervous." Said the white ghost, known as the grey cloud.

"Don't be nervous. You should be honored. What a honor." Snowy voice is very loud, with the patriarchal majesty, "only one in a hundred years, after you sacrifice, there will be children born in the family. That child will be named after you and he will be given the best care. And your name will be carved into the bottom of the altar and become one of the heroes. "

Gray cloud is the white body lying on the operating table, he nodded.

"Chief, I have a question." Youxue stands out, "I checked. We have There is no child born in a thousand years. Such sacrifice Make our population smaller and smaller, do this... "

"Shut up!" Xueduo rudely interrupts Youxue's words, "do you know that your words are blasphemy? If you say such a thing, you will be punished most severely! "

"But..."

PA!

The elder Yousi waved and slapped Youxue in the face. He shouted: "shut up! We carry that curse on us. Only sacrifice can complete salvation! "

Youxue closed her mouth, and her eyes showed a sense of grievance. She was thinking about the tribe, but what she got was doubt and anger.

"Sacrifice begins!" Snow spread out her arms and held her head high. "The great creator of all things, please accept our offerings and give us children and the way to Liberation..."

"Ho - Ho - Ho -" all the white ghosts roared, including the snow.

The sound waves activated the energy of the space, and a gray vortex appeared at the top of the altar. A white energy suddenly comes out and rolls out of the gray cloud, and then the gray energy vortex disappears.

The picture changes and comes to the inner part of Shenling.

The sarcophagus was opened, and the grey cloud was thrown on the ground in front of the sarcophagus. He struggled to get up from the ground and looked up at the white energy floating above his head. He opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice, "great God of creation, I, I I'm willing to give everything I have. "

The white soul made a squeaking sound, and then flew around in the triangular space of Shenling. It seemed very angry and dissatisfied.

At last, it plunged into the head of the grey cloud.

The blue soul is splashed with blood

This is the last image of the grey cloud.

Click, click, click

Suddenly there was a sound of feet walking in the snow.

Xia Lei hurriedly ends to reconstruct the memory information. His body has been buried by snow for a long time. He looks over the snow and sees the snow coming towards him. He secretly regretted that he should leave in time after the soul returned to the body, but he couldn't help curiosity to interpret and reconstruct the stolen memory information in the snow. In a little time, he watched a short video about two minutes, but this time was enough for the snow to come out of the basement.

You Xue should have gone home, but she came to the corner where Xia Lei was hiding, getting closer and closer.

"What does she want to do? Did she find me? If she finds me, how can I explain my lying in the snow? " Xia Lei is a little worried and a little nervous.

But at this time you Xue stopped, pulled down her pants, squatted in front of Xia Lei and hissed.

She didn't find him, but found a convenient place.

Since ancient times, the corner has been the favorite convenient place for people and dogs. Now it seems to add a white ghost.

But these are not the key points. The key point is where she shush. Two feet further forward is Xialei's head.

The snow-white legs, the snow-white mysterious Canyon, a crystal clear waterfall flew down from the canyon. It's not a spectacular view, it's a deadly one. Xia Lei wanted to close his eyes, but he was worried that he would be washed as soon as he closed them. Fortunately, Youxue didn't hiss a torrent down three thousand feet. She hissed a torrent down one and a half feet, and his head was hidden under the snow two feet away.

In the process, Xia Lei thought her face and figure were really good, a little "dark elf", with the smell of evil and death, but also sweet face and hot sexy figure.

Why does it feel like this?

Charley would never admit that she had booed on his head.

Youxue soon finished. She put on her pants and went home. It was only a few steps away, and she soon disappeared at the corner of the wall.

Xia Lei got up from the snow and stared at the traces of water pouring out of the snow. He didn't smell what he should have, but instead it was like disinfectant.

"Her heart doesn't beat, her brain doesn't have brain waves and there is no thinking activity. She's dead. Everyone here is dead, but even the corpse needs to be maintained. Does she usually drink disinfectant and eat preservatives to prevent the corpse from rotting?" In Xia Lei's mind, she came up with the food she had sent, secretly congratulating herself that she had not tasted it.

Xia Lei also went back. His steps stepped on the snow, leaving no trace behind. As he walked, his brain began to sort out the stolen information and learn the language.

Back in the room, sharay tells tiyasama and Mumma about his discovery.

"We live in a tribe of dead people, and it's disgusting to think about it." Said tiyasama.

"Husband, if so, then this place must have an inseparable relationship with the world of death you are going to. We must investigate it." Mother Ma said.

"Well." All of a sudden, Xia Lei put out his hand and hugged her.

"Husband?"

"That was not my real level."

Muma, "..."

"I knew it wasn't true." Tiyasama hid in the corner, puckered,