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A full-grown body presented itself to us.

Yue Zhiyun was so scared that her face turned pale, she grabbed onto my clothes and hid behind her. This is something none of us expected.

A Wuer carved into the figure of a three year old could actually fit a man who was nearly 170 points tall. I think he must have been forced into it in the form of a curled up body.

The body had been badly rotted and was covered in brown spots. There was pus and blood on it, and it was impossible to tell what it looked like.

"How did this man die?" Qin Yue asked me fearfully.

I observed the male corpse on the ground and said softly, "I'm afraid that the man from the mysterious cult did something to kill him and stuffed him into the Wuer."

"Are you sure?" Just then, Jiang Feng interrupted me and looked at me seriously.

I nodded. "Yeah. "Look, although the male corpse is rotten, he has a totem on him. If I am not wrong, this totem is the symbol of the Uggawaga."

Wugawa was one of the ten mysterious Witch Clans. It originated from the Dunhuang of Gansu Province. This Witch race has a small population, but its whereabouts are unknown. For thousands of years, they had been migrating, but they had never left Gansu Province.

In recent years, the population has grown. They were good at totem magic, and based on the totems they drew, they determined how powerful the spells they used were.

At the same time, this complex totem was also the symbol and worship of the Uggawaga. It was just like how Cidan worshipped the totem sun.

The size of the totem also determines the severity of the execution of the person who has been cast into witchcraft. After a thousand years of experience, the Uggawaga Clan's usage of Totem Arts had already reached perfection.

Gansi Witch Codex: "Gansu northwest of the witch, thousand years, but down the river. "The art of taming, the art of waving, and the brutality and brutality of it."

Uggawaga clansmen were a kind of cruel and violent people. They only believed in using violence to suppress violence, and the power of magic decided the status. The leader of the Uggawaga Clan must have reached the peak of perfection in his spells.

The corpse in front of him was the perfect example. The male corpse's body was covered with the totems of execution, there were traces of spontaneous combustion on them. Yes, it wasn't charred, it was self-ignited.

"It seems like this man has been treated as a sacrifice. Look at the totem painted on his body. After it was cast, it automatically ignited and activated its evil magic, causing it to die." After that, in order to achieve his goal, he placed the corpse into the sealed Wuer. Although I don't know what my real purpose is. "

"Which one is so ruthless?" Yue Zhiyun stared at the corpse in fear and puzzlement.

"I think there should be an evil witchcraft in the vicinity. If he met her, it would be troublesome. We have to get out of here. "

After that, we simply buried the corpse of the silent, with a feeling of anxiety quickly left.

Each of us will be carrying the parcels again. The path they were on stretched out behind them in a strange manner. It was clearly a mountain full of trees and leaves, but it gave off a feeling of extreme unease and depression.

Ahead of us was a mountain, the tree tall and leafy, but it was like a monster lying on its belly in the distance, waiting for us to enter its open mouth.

We are going through a mountain of tribulation and desert.

This mountain was also known as Stone Head Mountain. It stretched for tens of kilometers in the southeast of Dunhuang City.

"Shang Shu Shun Dian" contained in: "Three young and three young at risk".

Back in the second half of the second century, Hou Jin, a famous scholar of the Eastern Han Dynasty, wrote a book here. Since ancient times, the Three Dangerous Mountains had always been an important religious resort for the Dunhuang.

"Brother Zu, do you think you can say anything about that mountain …" Yue Zhiyun caught up to me and asked.

"I don't know. One step at a time. Everyone be careful, hold all the guns in your hands. " After I finished speaking, I released a few of the Heavenly Crying's guns, and reminded them to check the chambers to make sure they were full before continuing forward.

I walked in front of them. After all, I had used my Yin Gathering Pool and my abilities had improved greatly compared to before. I could protect them relatively.

And I believe that all of them have unique skills, other than that Cheng Faang, they are lacking. This was because they were all Trapper from KILL.

"Did you notice that the person just now had ten plum petals on his back?" Jiang Feng said.

"Right." "That's why we have to be careful."

I looked at Zhou Dingshan, and walked to his side, "Professor Zhou, are you alright? Are you feeling sad? "

Zhou Dingshan sighed, "Ah … He is an outstanding archaeologist and does not want to die before he can take the first step. "

I patted Zhou Dingshan's shoulder, "Professor Zhou, don't be sad. Going to the mausoleum was already a risky thing to do. Since he's willing to come here, then we should make preparations that are unpredictable. "

He nodded. "Thank you, Little Liu."

Seeing Zhou Dingshan's depressed look, I think everyone was depressed. A man died before we reached our destination.

This depressed feeling spread among them. Even Qin Yue, who had been chattering non-stop this morning, had spoken significantly less.

This mountain was very big, and all three dangerous areas were facing each other. Halfway up the hill, the top of the hill was still far away from us. No more than four hours.

I checked my watch. It was three o'clock in the afternoon.

We passed by a river. Cheng Faang had gotten his hands on a lot of leeches from the river, although we don't know where he got his hobbies from. He said that the leeches here were different from what he had seen before. He wanted to take them back and study them.

We were all drunk, especially Qin Yue, who talked about him again.

They had finally reached the foot of the mountain. We began to climb.

Halfway up the mountain, the scenery was very pleasing to the eyes. Earlier, they heard from Dunhuang that there was a sect temple on the mountain. We did see a few this time.

Ahead of us, we saw the words Wang-mu Palace, Guanyin Well, and the temple where the Thunder God and the Celestial Dragon Kings and the Four Seas Dragon Kings were sacrificed.

When we were a hundred meters away, we finally saw a giant Buddha.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we were all sitting on the ground gasping for breath. A panoramic view of the Stone Mountain could be seen.

According to the Book of Zhou, "Sakyamuni Buddha was a prince of Gavilo in northern ancient India, belonging to the Shadi Li caste. "It will be destroyed in the 52nd year of Zhou Mu Wang."

There was also a saying in the Book of Buddha: "Forty-nine years of lecturing, and more than three hundred years of talking."

It reminds me of religious witchcraft.

But in foreign countries, the author of a book called "The Family, Private Property, and the Origin of the Nation" separates witchcraft from religion.

Most people think of the two as the same, as a reflection of the world's "reversal". Here I see the shadow of this meaning.

The religion here retains the shadow of witchcraft. These buddhist sculptures carried the appearance of a sorcerer, making them look like gods.

"Everyone, look! There's a desert in the distance!" Yue Zhiyun pointed to the distant desert and said in surprise.

In the distance, at the forefront of the desert, there was a golden desert …

Could it be the Demon Golden Prison?