kingnovel Chapter 746: Masked Man Disappears and Searches for His Trace, the Traitor's Plan is Unpredicta
Chapter 746: Masked Man Disappears and Searches for His Trace, the Traitor's Plan is Unpredicta
In Ningchang County after the rain, the air was filled with the smell of earth and the sour smell of rotting old wood.
The sky was as gloomy as a dirty rag, water could be wrung out of it at any time.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen walked one after the other on the muddy mountain path.
Wu Hen was a big guy, and he took some deep steps and some shallow steps, and the mud splashed up almost covered Lin Qiye's face.
"Qiye, this is a damn place. Even a mouse that comes in would leave with tears in its eyes."
"That Masked bitch... well, Captain Xia, what's she trying to do by coming here?"
Wu Hen wiped the rain off his face, picked up a dogtail grass from the roadside and put it in his mouth.
"Left Captain, send us two into this old forest. An Qingyu and Cao Yuan, that taciturn guy, are just slacking off in town."
"Fatty and Qingzhu are more relaxed, drinking tea and chatting outside."
Lin Qiye didn't even turn his head, his voice was a little scattered by the wind:
"Captain Zuo asked you to search the mountain with him. I asked for your permission to come here."
"An Qingyu and the others have clues to the entrance. We need to narrow the search area from the outside."
"Make sure that if Mask breaks out, he won't be missed."
He paused and added, "Besides, you can take a beating better than Captain Zuo."
Wu Hen snorted and spat out the dogtail grass: "I like to hear that!"
"But are we looking for someone or for trouble?"
"This mountain is so dark and spooky. Don't let yourself find the mask and run into a bunch of big guys just waking up."
He patted the machete at his waist, the handle of which had been rubbed until it was shiny.
"Damn, if I had known that Old Wang's buns in the cafeteria were so good, I should have ordered two more this morning."
"Team Zuo paid for your three buns."
Lin Qiye said calmly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning the surroundings for any possible traces.
"Save your energy, you'll be called upon later."
"Tsk, when I was fighting the Gu Master to death in Southern Xinjiang, you were still collecting dust in the forbidden item warehouse."
Wu Hen grumbled in dissatisfaction, but he did not slow down and followed closely behind Lin Qiye.
He still believed in Lin Qiye's judgment. Although this guy was young,
But his nose is sharper than a dog's and his mind is more cunning than a fox's.
Lin Qiye stopped at a slope washed by rain.
He squatted down and picked up a little almost invisible fiber with his fingers.
"The fabric of the Phoenix Squad's standard combat uniform has traces of high temperature burns on the edges." He lowered his voice.
Wu Hen leaned over to take a look, and only saw a little bit of dark red that was almost blended into the soil.
"Fuck, you can even see that? Are your eyes microscopes?"
“It’s not the eyes, it’s the experience.”
Lin Qiye stood up and pointed at a fallen bush on the slope.
"There were signs of a violent struggle. The smell of blood was diluted by the rain, but it still lingered."
He took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring slightly.
"It's not Mask's blood, at least not all of it. There's another kind... a fishier, more aggressive kind."
Wu Hen also sniffed it and grinned, "Demon spirit. Damn it, my predictions were right."
"It seems that Mask and the others have encountered a tough opponent."
"Let's go up and have a look."
The two of them pushed aside the wet branches and leaves and climbed up.
Deep in the bushes, the ground was muddy and there were several deep footprints.
There were several spent bullet shells scattered around, as well as a pool of blackened blood.
In the center of the bloodstain, there was a half-foot-long bone spur, with a faint green light on its surface.
"Damn it, a poisoned bone spur!" Wu Hen cursed.
He carefully pulled out the bone spur, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his face changed slightly.
"It's the stinger of a 'Carrion Scorpion'. These creatures always come in groups. Mask and the others are in big trouble."
Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but took out a folded handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped the bone spur, and put it in his arms.
His eyes fell on a small piece of crushed metal beside the pool of blood.
When I picked it up, I saw that it was an identity badge of a Phoenix team member. It was twisted and deformed, and stained with dark red blood.
"Kong was injured."
Wu Hen recognized him and his face became even darker.
"The deputy captain of the Phoenix team is a tough guy."
"It looks like they had a fierce fight here."
"more than."
Lin Qiye pointed to a broken tree not far away that was so thick that it took two people to hug it.
"The cut looked like it was torn open by a huge force, or cut by some sharp weapon."
"But there are no claw marks of monsters or signs of large creatures moving around."
Wu Hen touched his chin and said, "You mean... a humanoid thing did it?"
"Or, it's something covered in human skin."
Lin Qiye's voice was as cold as ice.
"The Record of One Hundred Puppets mentions a type of 'corpse puppet', created using special Gu techniques. It possesses immense strength and feels no pain."
"Shen Changqing said that the thing was lost a hundred years ago according to the records in the Forbidden Item Library."
"Fuck me!"
Wu Hen's eyes widened. "The lost things have all popped up?"
"Who is this traitor? He brought Mask and the others here, couldn't he really be doing this for..."
He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was self-evident - to be cannon fodder and a pathfinder.
Lin Qiye's gaze went deeper into the forest, where the fog was thicker and the outlines of some dilapidated buildings could be vaguely seen.
"The entrance to the Demon Suppression Palace's dungeon should be nearby."
"If Mask and the others weren't dead, they might have been forced in."
"Then what are you waiting for? Go in and rescue them!"
Wu Hen pulled out the machete, and the blade flashed a cold light in the dim light.
"I want to see what kind of monsters dare to mess with Tai Sui!"
"Not urgent."
Lin Qiye held his shoulders,
"There's probably more than one corpse puppet here. And, anyone who can drive a corpse puppet is definitely not a good person."
"If the two of us go in, and it's really a dungeon, the terrain is complex and we can easily be divided and surrounded."
"What should we do? We can't just watch Mask and the others die, right?"
"Although that woman is a bit annoying sometimes, she is one of us after all." Wu Hen was a little impatient.
Lin Qiye took out a small signal device from his tactical backpack and pressed it a few times.
"I've sent the coordinates and preliminary findings to Team Left. An Qingyu and Cao Yuan should be close to the entrance."
"Let's go in and explore first, find the exact location of Mask and the others, and then wait for support."
He paused, his eyes becoming unusually serious: "Wu Hen, this time may be different from the past."
"I always feel that the water in Ningchang County is much deeper than we imagined."
Wu Hen grinned, revealing his white teeth, which matched his fleshy face.
He looked a little ferocious: "It's better to be deeper. Shallow water can't support a dragon."
"I haven't felt the pleasure of chopping with this knife in a long time!"
At this moment, Lin Qiye's eyes flashed and he suddenly pushed Wu Hen aside!
"careful!"
"Whoosh!"
A black shadow passed by the place where Wu Hen had just stood with a sound of breaking through the air, and was nailed hard into the trunk of a tree next to it.
It was a pitch-black crossbow arrow with a strange spiral-shaped arrowhead.
There is a vague dark red crescent mark faintly engraved on the tail feathers.
"Oh shit!"
Wu Hen shuddered, broke out in a cold sweat, and roared angrily.
"What the hell, get out here!"
Lin Qiye had already drawn the [Ghost Slayer] from his waist. The blade was pitch black, but it seemed to be able to absorb all the light around it.
He stared at the direction the crossbow arrow came from and said in a cold voice, "It's not a dog, it's a 'human'."
"Besides, they don't intend to let us live until support arrives."
The trees swayed, and several figures wearing black tights and ferocious bronze masks appeared.
He emerged silently from the woods, holding the same crossbow in his hand, with the arrow glowing dimly, aimed at them.
The man in the lead was exceptionally tall, his eyes beneath the mask flashing with an inhuman coldness.
He slowly raised his hand, his hoarse voice like sandpaper rubbing against the ground:
"The lackeys of the Demon Suppression Division... If one comes, I'll kill one. If two come, I'll slaughter them both."
Wu Hen spat: "Your breath is worse than athlete's foot!"
"Today I'll let you know why the flowers are so red!"
He gripped the machete tightly with both hands, his joints made a slight "cracking" sound, and a surge of courage burst out from his body.
Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but just adjusted his breathing slightly, and the tip of the [Ghost Slayer] sword pointed diagonally at the ground.
He could feel that these people, besides the strong murderous aura,
There was also a faint smell, similar to the one on the bone spur before, but even more sinister and cold... a poisonous smell.
The "Red Moon" mark flashed through his mind again.
The charred note in Zuo Qing's office trash can seemed to be slowly overlapping with the scene before his eyes.
This chess game is bigger and weirder than he imagined.