Chapter 148 Caravan, Blood Tiger, and the Changes in the Burial Pit

Outside Yumen Pass, two miles away from the burial pit, on the road leading to Yumen Pass, a group of businessmen were walking slowly against the setting sun.

"Huh! We're finally here. After passing the front and walking for more than ten miles, we'll reach Yumen Pass.

Everyone, hurry up and try to reach Yumen Pass before Xu Shi."

"Father, is it too late for us to rush to Yumen Pass now?"

A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old glanced at the sun that was about to set in the west.

"Haha, it's not too late, it's not too late."

His father, a middle-aged man in his thirties, looked at him and said with a smile.

"But father, won't the city have to be closed under curfew by Xu Shi?"

There was some confusion on the young man's face.

"Haha, the young master doesn't know something. This Yumen Pass is different from Guazhou and Shazhou. Because it is adjacent to Turpan, a normal curfew is implemented."

Seeing the puzzled expression on the young man's face, an old man from the caravan next to him couldn't help laughing and explained:

“In the cities under the rule of the National Salvation Army, except for the border cities, internal cities such as Yumen Pass and Jiayuguan will basically not close their gates.

The curfew time is also short, about three hours from Hai hour to Yin hour.

And further inland after Jiayuguan, there is no curfew."

"this"

After listening to the old man's explanation, the young man couldn't help but be stunned.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be chaotic at night? Wouldn't it be very dangerous?"

"Ha! Within the territory of the National Salvation Army, there are inspectors from the Inspection Department patrolling.

I heard that they have magical powers and can target criminals as quickly as possible.

It is really difficult to commit a crime in front of them.

Those who did not believe in evil were either beheaded or arrested and sent to a labor camp.

So now, there are very few people committing illegal crimes at night."

"Ah~? Is that so? Do they really have magical powers?"

"Maybe, but that's not something we outsiders can know."

"Oh~, if they really have magical powers, I really hope to join them."

Involuntarily, the young man showed his longing hand.

Who doesn’t have a dream of cultivating immortality and becoming a god?

"Haha, many businessmen who have entered the territory of the People's Salvation Army have had this idea.

But it’s not that easy to join.”

"Are there any conditions?"

"Well, unless you are from Ming Dynasty, you need to make enough contributions to join the People's Salvation Army."

"Oh, what kind of contribution can you make?"

"Well, just like those prisoners who do labor labor, if they do no illegal things after three years, they will also have the opportunity to join the People's Salvation Army.

And since those prisoners can do it, we can naturally do it too.

And relatively speaking, the time is much shorter, but it’s still not simple.”

"What can we do?"

"For example, if you bring to the People's Salvation Army, or develop technology that they don't have, or provide scarce resources that they need, etc., you can have the opportunity to join the People's Salvation Army."

"Then will we also be able to master magical powers by then?"

“Well, I don’t know then.

Anyway, those common people don’t have it.

And when we join in, we are just ordinary people.

As for mastering magical powers, you might have to become an official."

"Oh, that's such a shame."

After hearing this, the young man couldn't help but sigh slightly.

At this moment, the young man twitched his nose slightly and said with a frown:

"What does this smell like?"

"Oh, the smell of blood."

His father, the leader of the caravan, frowned slightly and spoke as calmly as possible.

"Blood, the smell of blood? Why is there the smell of blood here?"

"Haha, this is the battlefield where 50,000 Turpan troops attacked Yumen Pass and were massacred by the Blood Tiger General.

And more than two miles to the right is where the bodies of those Turpan soldiers are buried. "

When he said this, the leader of the caravan showed a complicated expression.

After all, although they are not from the Turpan Khanate, they are neighboring Turpan and are from the Yarkand Khanate.

Even to a certain extent, they were originally the same country, belonging to the Eastern Chahe Khanate, and they were also in control before.

Only later, Turpan split away, and they also established the Yarkand Khanate, leaving only a small piece of territory in Yili.

That's why when Wang Dahu slaughtered the Turpan army, his eyes were so complicated.

The Blood Tiger is the name given to Wang Dahu by people from Turpan, Yarkand and other khanates, which means that he is bloody and murderous, and all the troops who fight with him will be slaughtered by him.

"Battlefield? Burial place?"

After the young man murmured a few words, he couldn't help but turn pale, and felt a sudden chill around him.

In fact, after mentioning this, everyone around him became a little silent and felt that the surroundings were chilly.

It was true that the blood tiger had such a great reputation for killing, and the surrounding area was the battlefield where his captured troops were located, and there was a human burial pit next door, so it was difficult for everyone to remain calm.

And just when everyone fell into silence, spiritual power rose up from a spiritual level that they could not sense.

Most of them were transformed by spiritual power, but there were also many spiritual powers that contained deep impressions and consciousness and were not transformed immediately.

Part of it stayed where everyone was. This battlefield that had experienced massacres would be eroded and assimilated by spiritual power over time.

There is another part of it, but it floated to the location of the burial pit.

Some floated above, while some seemed to be attracted by something, and they sank into the ground below.

In fact, not only this caravan, but also the people of Yumen Pass, and even the people of Guazhou and Shazhou in the west, are very secretive and fearful of these burial pits.

From time to time, there will be negative spiritual power about these burial pits, and these powers will also be integrated into them.

However, places such as Guazhou Shazhou are far away and have no deep impression of them, so the power generated cannot reach them at all.

They are really taboo about the burial pits near Guazhou and Shazhou, and most of the spiritual power is also integrated into them.

Even if there are merchants returning from the local area, even if they are impressed, the spiritual power they generate cannot cross hundreds of miles, and will be completely eroded and assimilated by the spiritual power halfway.

However, many of the spiritual powers generated by the people of Yumen Pass did not have time to be eroded and assimilated, and they gathered and fell into the location of the burial pit.

If the people here could see the spiritual level, they would be able to see the location of the burial pit, where the spiritual light like rain continued to fall to the ground below, and then entered the ground.

Deep in the ground, clusters of spiritual power aggregates pulsated slightly, instantly absorbing the spiritual power falling from above.

Finally, some of the spiritual power aggregates seemed to have absorbed enough spiritual power, and suddenly contracted violently, and instantly condensed several points.

Then, those spiritual power aggregates actually struggled slightly, suddenly broke free from the restraints of the body, and turned into hazy human figures, staying in the soil above the body in a daze.

And some of the bodies that were buried shallowly, the hazy human figures that broke free from their bodies, actually had half of their bodies exposed on the ground.

From a distance, it seemed as if there were human figures standing one after another.

At the same time, when these hazy figures broke free from their physical restraints, because of the spiritual aggregate, the surrounding heaven and earth energy began to be attracted and spontaneously gathered towards them.

Then, these heaven and earth energies began to blend with their spiritual power, and gradually evolved into a special power between spiritual power and heaven and earth energy.

This power has the properties of both and has a certain ability to interfere with reality.

And as time goes by, their illusory bodies, which were originally just spiritual, began to gradually transform into reality and have illusory figures that can be observed by the naked eye.

So far, they seem to have some instincts and have become stronger.

They began to wander around, instinctively devouring more spiritual power and absorbing more heaven and earth energy.

Even the innate energy fluctuated slightly.

But in the end, those innate energies did not gather towards them.

However, if the mountain does not come to me, I will go to the mountain.

Following instinct, those illusory hazy figures began to move towards places with rich innate energy.

Although, even if they reach a place with rich innate energy, they have no way to absorb it directly.

However, just occasionally getting some innate energy will make their bodies more solid.

However, the innate energy in the wild is not as good as the city with the richest spiritual power and national destiny.

When their bodies stare to a certain extent, they can no longer make progress.

Instinctively, they become a little anxious and begin to devour more spiritual power, hoping to strengthen their own foundation in order to devour more innate energy.

Occasionally when they meet, they will devour each other, you bite me, I will bite you.

But it is often only a short while, only instinctively they will separate and move away again, looking for a place with rich innate energy.

And after separation, their bodies will gradually recover as they continue to devour spiritual power, and finally return to the appearance when they died.

In this way, there began to be a stream of human figures wandering in this burial pit, and they would bite each other for a while when they met, and then continue to wander separately.

For a while, the entire burial pit became full of ghosts.

In the caravan that was about to leave the burial pit, the young man was terrified, but he couldn't help but look back curiously.

And this look immediately froze him on the spot.

"Father, father, you, you look over there, is there anyone?"

The young man pointed to the burial pit tremblingly.

Everyone felt nervous when they heard this, and felt a chill on their backs.

Seeing the young man's actions, his father's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but frowned and scolded:

"Qimu De, don't talk nonsense, you have to be respectful"

"Really, really, really, there is really someone"

"Gudong!"

Looking at Qi Mu De, who was pale and trembling all over, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and felt a chill in their hearts. Some people began to turn their heads stiffly to look at the burial pit.

At this moment, everyone was also shocked.

"Really, there are people there."

"Leader, there are people there."

"Wow!"

Instantly, everyone was in an uproar, looking over there, with horror and disbelief in their eyes.

That was a burial pit, and even at noon, basically no one would go there, let alone now when the sun was about to set.