Demon Change the Earth

But she was clearly a woman.

Can the Actor Pathway Confuse Gender?

It seems...probably...

Well, Ma Liang didn't know either.

At the beginning, Wang Fei only mentioned one thing, and he didn't ask in detail. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't, but these are not the things that need to be paid attention to now.

After the "woman" in red fled, the corpse controller accelerated the speed of cleaning up the scene.

Ten minutes later, all the zombies and gray-robed men lined up and scattered away.

The three corpse controllers were much more vigilant and kept observing the movement around them.

Yinhun wandered in various channels, but lacked the bonus of perception, and did not notice Ma Liang who had disappeared.

He waited until all the ghosts were gone.

One of the corpse-handlers raised his hood, revealing a pale, thin, long and narrow face.

Ma Liang had seen this face before.

His name is Qi Xuesen!

Suddenly, he was the one who traded the main ingredients of the potion with him.

At the beginning, he had recruited Ma Liang on behalf of his own organization, but there was no more after that. Ma Liang almost forgot about him, but he did not expect to meet him here, and became a "corpse controller".

The three of them discussed something together in a low voice, and after a while, they dispersed and left.

The corpse controller walking towards Ma Liang looked very vigilant, and when he passed under him, Ma Liang was a little bit ready to do something.

But he held back.

It hangs motionless above, like a lifeless stone, and even though the cadavers are gone, the surroundings are shrouded in darkness.

Sure enough, such vigilance is necessary.

The three cadavers are back.

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

Ma Liang sneered in his heart.

This time the three of them were really ready to go back, they didn't scatter around in a mysterious way, they gathered together, the ghosts stood in front of them and walked to a passage on the left.

Ma Liang patted the little thing on the head.

The little thing fell down without a sound, shook on the ground and disappeared.

After five minutes, Ma Liang slid down from the top and stood in the darkness, his pointed and long animal ears vibrating, and the fluff on them sensed every slight fluctuation in the air.

The "woman" in red didn't go back.

really gone?

Ma Liang shook his head, sensed the little thing's position, and chased after it.

Thirty minutes later.

At an entrance and exit covered with cobwebs, a gray-robed man turned in dully. Ma Liang fell from the decaying ladder and stood in front of the gray-robed man.

The little thing got out from the collar of the man in gray robe, made a "meow!" mouth shape, and proudly expressed his gratitude to Ma Liang.

Ma Liang patted it on the head, and lifted the gray-robed man's hood.

This is a man who is about the same size as him, in his forties, bald, slightly fat, his face is pale and wine-colored, his eyes are sluggishly looking at Ma Liang, motionless.

Ma Liang knocked him out with a palm, took off his robe, put it on himself, and pouted at the little thing.

After making a good camouflage, leaving little things nearby to keep the back road, Ma Liang walked out.

The outside was unremarkable, with the same passage and the same fork in the road, but he went straight to a wall and knocked on it.

On the surface, the wall looked the same, but when knocked on, it was found to be hollow.

Waited for a while.

A viewing port slid away from the wall, and the camouflage was flawless.

Ma Liang took out a sign and turned it on, and with a beep, the verification was passed, and a small door that only allowed one person to enter and exit opened in front of him.

Ma Liang walked in, but did not speak to the person guarding the entrance.

After entering, I found that it was an excavated tunnel, which was as tall as one person, and could only accommodate two people walking side by side. The wires of the energy-saving lamps were exposed, and the gloomy air was very humid.

Cramped and narrow.

After advancing along the passage for more than ten meters, they came to a space tens of square meters square, where several men in gray robes were sitting and chatting.

Whispering, mysterious.

The gray-robed man glanced at Ma Liang, but didn't notice anything.

The space is like a transfer station, with four entrances leading to different directions. Ma Liang didn't know the details, so he didn't dare to stay, so he chose an entrance by instinct.

"Hey, the sacrifice is about to start, where are you going?"

Ma Liang stopped and suppressed a muffled voice.

"The next priest ordered, just wait here."

Ma Liang: "...Well, I just came back."

The man in gray robe who was talking looked at Ma Liang suspiciously, and a person beside him tugged at his sleeve and shook his head.

Ma Liang came back and stood with them, listening to their conversation.

"...Martial law is still in place above, and the crematorium has been notified. The situation is getting more and more dangerous."

crematorium?

Ma Liang's heart skipped a beat.

"Then what should we do? There must always be a proper way!"

"It's such a fucking thing in China, look at foreign countries..."

"Shhh, be careful!"

"Forget it, who doesn't know now, when everyone is still a "Muggle"?"

"Jiangcheng is not the place where the incident happened this time, and there are no debris. Should we also move?"

"Who knows, that's the business of the priests. We are just pawns who follow behind to make a profit. Anyway, it's good, so we can go there!"

"You can't say that... By the way, will you receive the 'blessing' this time?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. I wonder if there are any 'side effects'?"

"Fart, why do you think so much? Think about it, you were about to die of illness, and now you are earning an extra day of living."

"You can't say that..."

"Shh, someone is here!"

At this time, more gray-robed men walked in from the four entrances.

About eleven or twelve came over silently and stood together.

A cadaver in a black hood appeared and said to the gray-robed men, "Families, the time is up, come with me."

Dependents?

Ma Liang moved with the crowd.

On the way, I passed a closed and gloomy room.

He clearly sensed the existence of the corpse breeding ground and the pool of ghosts, and his eyes darkened when he thought of Jiang Liying's description and accusations against the corpse controller.

There are also fluctuations in which a lot of spiritual material is stored together.

How many cadavers are there?

Could it be that the corpse controllers in the entire Xiangbei Province are concentrated here?

Ma Liang walked in the passage with seven turns and eight turns, and more and more people in gray robes joined in. When he entered an empty underground space, there were already hundreds of people gathered around him.

The sound of trickling water, burning torches, the altar in the center of the space, the fragments stacked together on the altar, and a bone seat, the statue of a god already sitting on the seat.

Ma Liang was shocked. For the first time, he regretted that he should not have gone into the tiger's den so recklessly.

"Families! The world is full of misunderstandings about us, thinking that we are representatives of death, doom, disaster and cruelty-but we are not. We are the real immortals, and we are the representatives and subjects of the king of bones."

"The reason why life is fragile is determined by the form of life. The reason why people are weak is because of cowardice and useless human nature. Immortals are just ready to abandon this fragile thing."

"I think, therefore I am, what is a stinky skin?"

"We are not dead, we are the blasphemers they scornfully call!"