Chapter 817 (1/2)

The stench, the swamp that might engulf people at any time, all four of them turned a blind eye.

They sped towards a mansion in the middle of the swamp.

This mansion is like a courtyard.

But all the bricks and tiles are dark.

The light was shining on it as if it had been swallowed.

If you look at it, you can't help shivering.

From a distance, it is not so much a courtyard as a huge coffin lying on the swamp.

When they came to the courtyard, they stopped and stood quietly.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs of their chest, they would definitely be regarded as four clay sculptures.

After a long time, a tired voice came from the courtyard.

”Come in.”

This voice, impressively, is Chu Xing's.

But the tone, as if exhausted strength, at the moment very reluctantly from the throat squeeze out of the general.

The four of them stepped into the gate, went through the black courtyard and came to the house.

Inside the house, empty, only the most inside position, put a long table.

The table is also made of black wood.

After the offering table is a real clay sculpture.

This clay sculpture should have been colored, but now it is mottled, and it is not very different from black.

What people can notice is that this clay sculpture has no head at the moment.

From the fresh fracture of the neck, it can be seen that the clay head has just been cut off.

Chu Xing turned his back to the four people who had just come in.

His shoulders kept twitching, and he didn't speak, just a rustling sound.

After a while, with a sigh of satisfaction, Chu Xing turned around.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a bright red liquid, like blood.

At his feet, the clay head was gnawed into a big hole.

In the big pit, there was a little red which was very similar to the color of his mouth. It was very dazzling and strange in the dark room.

The slender tongue licks the bright red at the corner of the mouth. In Chu Xing's eyes, there is a flash of streamer.

He looked at a few people in front of him and said faintly, ”thank you. Several elder martial brothers have put down what they are doing and come here specially.”

”We already know the details.” Among the four, the man who seemed to be the leader waved his hand and said, ”we are here to help the little Lord to achieve his goal. The little Lord has life, so we dare not follow him.”

Chu Xing called them elder martial brothers, but they called them Shaozhu.

It sounds nondescript. It's hard to understand the relationship between them.

But Chu Xing and the four did not feel any problem at all.

”Well, I'll go straight to the point.” Chu Xing nodded, ”to what extent have the previous four elder martial brothers done?”

The man on the far left, step forward, take out a wooden box one foot square from the storage bag and open it.

Suddenly, a touch of blue light, in this dark room lit up.

There was a thin layer of frost on the beams and the walls.

And what's in the box is a bone like a spine.

It's just that the bone is not white, but blue and transparent.