Mythical End Times: Stock up on 100,000-year soul rings at the beginning

The dead body was buried, and the dead body was buried.

"The Yellow Springs will lead you there, and the living people should stay away!!"

Clatter~~!

A large amount of white paper money was thrown into the sky by Cao Shuang.

The ancient city, which was already gloomy and strange, instantly had a more depressing atmosphere.

"What is this guy doing?"

Fox Weichengjing and Shrimp Bublink looked at each other, always feeling that things were not that simple.

Cao Shuang did not hide anything and began to explain the details of the mass grave dungeon.

After all, several people had just paid the deposit for the strategy fee.

The three major forces, the Three Kingdoms, the Misty Rain Pavilion, and the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, each paid three million gold coins.

After the matter was completed, the remaining 17 million would be settled.

"The first stage of the dungeon is a bit complicated. You need to find three plot props to trigger the subsequent plot."

"The name of the secondary city is Yuyuan City. It is a county town in the southern part of Shu Kingdom in the late Three Kingdoms period."

"It may not be mentioned much in history, but there is one person you must have heard of."

After speaking, Cao Shuang cast his eyes on everyone with a look of scrutiny.

"Yuyuan City?"

Bai Xiucai narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"Could it be that Brother Ye is talking about the daughter of Guan Yu, the Martial Saint, Miss Guan San?"

Old Bai asked tentatively.

"Oh~ Old Bai is good~ You actually guessed it right?" Cao Shuang clapped his hands and praised: "That's right! It's her!"

"Hiss~~"

The other four spectators took a breath.

"The daughter of the Martial Saint?"

"What a loud name, who is it?"

The man who loves to eat marshmallows was confused.

"Little sister, did your physical education teacher teach you history?"

"You don't even know this?"

Black Fox glanced at Love to Eat Cotton Candy with disdain, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Damn, why should I learn that? It won't make me taller, huh!"

Love to Eat Cotton Candy shrugged, not ashamed at all.

"Ahem, Miss Guan's real name has not appeared in history books, but she did exist."

In order to ease the tense atmosphere between the two sides, Scholar Bai began to popularize the clues related to the copy.

"According to folk records, the third child of the Martial Saint, Guan Yan, whose courtesy name is Yinping and nickname is Feng'er, learned all the skills of her father when she was young."

"In the late Shu Kingdom, in order to quell the rebellion of the southern forces, Miss Guan San was sent by Zhuge Liang to join forces with the father and son of the Li family, the governor of Jianning County, to quell the rebellion."

"Later, in order to consolidate the south, Zhuge Liang acted as a matchmaker for Guan San, married her to the Li family, and settled in Yuyuan."

"I guess this Yuyuan City is exactly the city under our feet."

Lao Bai talked freely, and seemed to know a lot about history, and Cao Shuang nodded secretly.

"Yes, that's what the folk records say, but I don't know how much truth there is."

After receiving Cao Shuang's affirmation, Lao Bai fanned the white jade fan in his hand vigorously, and shook his head in a casual manner.

"No, after saying so much, what does it have to do with our current copy?"

Marshmallow looked puzzled, scratched the back of his head, and asked the doubts of everyone present.

"You will know when the time comes."

Cao Shuang did not explain and continued to throw the paper money in his hand.

Hu——

A gust of cold wind blew.

The white paper money fluttering in the sky suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly floated forward.

Looking at the direction where the green smoke disappeared, Cao Shuang quickened his pace.

"Follow me!"

Soon, the six people passed through a quiet alley and the green smoke disappeared completely.

Cao Shuang continued to throw money, and the green smoke appeared again to guide the direction.

Then everyone understood that the function of paper money was to lead the way.

After a stick of incense, under the guidance of paper money, the group came to a huge dead tree of locust willow.

Cao Shuang took out candles, rice wine, fruits, etc. and began to worship under the dead tree.

Lao Bai took out a small notebook and recorded these operations in detail.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to disturb.

Until a stick of incense burned out, the rice wine in the cup suddenly condensed into ice.

An extremely cold breath emanated from the dead tree.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they all moved away from the giant locust tree that had been dead for a long time but was still full of evil spirits.

Rustle... rustle...

The locust tree shook.

The bark fell off, and a corpse slowly crawled out of the dead tree.

It was black all over, rotten, with pieces of meat hanging on its body.

"Oh my god, a ghost?"

Marshmallow leaned towards Crazy Xiaotao with some fear.

Although her strength was above Crazy Xiaotao.

But the Thunder Sword surrounded by thunder gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

"An old friend is visiting, the soul is back, the soul is back!"

Cao Shuang walked into the locust tree and took out the three swords that had been prepared long ago.

The candles were inserted into the ground, and a few spells were chanted, and then the incense was lit.

"Woo woo wow~~"

As the three candles were lit.

The corpse wailed violently.

But soon, it fell silent.

"Dingling~"

A bronze bell fell out of the corpse.

[Soul-calling bell: a copy prop, cannot be taken out of the copy]

Cao Shuang picked up the bell, "Let's go, the next place."

As he spoke, Cao Shuang put the bell away and continued to throw paper money forward.

Everyone followed closely, and soon walked out of the range of the locust tree and appeared on a stone bridge.

Another round of incense burning and sacrifice, a floating corpse slowly floated up from the turbid sewage under the bridge.

"The old friend is visiting, the soul is back, the soul is back!"

"Dingling... Dingling..."

Cao Shuang took out the soul-calling bell and chanted softly.

Then a broken wooden hairpin slowly slipped from the floating corpse's arms and flew into Cao Shuang's hands.

"Next place."

Cao Shuang took the wooden hairpin, said lightly, and continued to lead the way forward.

Everyone was in doubt.

"How did he find these details in such a big dead city?"

Black Fox was a little unbelievable.

If there was no clearance record in the dungeon, she would have thought that this dungeon had been cleared countless times by players.

"There are always some people in this world who are so wise that ordinary people can't guess. Generally, we call such people - monsters."

Old Bai fanned the jade fan with a profound look.

However, when Cao Shuang heard Bai Shen's evaluation of him, his old face suddenly blushed.

Don't say it, don't say it.

Otherwise I will be ashamed to death.

Being praised by the guide author himself, even if Cao Shuang was thick-skinned, he had the urge to find a hole to crawl into.

The crowd walked across the stone bridge and came to a dry well under the guidance of paper money.

"Xiao Tao, it's your turn."

"Yes." Crazy Xiao Tao responded indifferently.

Then, Cao Shuang threw the wooden hairpin into the dry well, set up the altar and began to burn incense and chant.

"The old friend came to visit, the soul returned, the soul returned!"

"Dingling~ Dingling~"

The crisp and pleasant sound of the soul-calling bell came, and ripples appeared in the dry well, as if something was struggling to break out of the ground.

Woo——

A fierce gust of cold wind blew, and in an instant, sand and stones flew, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and it was extremely terrifying.

[Ding! Copy: Yuyuan City, conditions met, the second stage of the plot begins, players are requested to protect the undead in the dry well until the soul returns! ]

As the system prompt sounded, the abnormal movement around the dry well became more and more obvious.

Click.

As the sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded, a large number of skeletons crawled out from the ground, and screamed miserably.

"Ahhh!!!"

"Roar, roar, roar!!"

A group of evil ghosts howled to the sky, their eyes were bloodshot, their faces were hideous, like ferocious beasts that were choosing people to devour.

At the same time.

A countdown hourglass appeared above the dry well.

It seemed that they had to hold on until the hourglass was completely drained.

"This number... is a bit exaggerated."

Lao Bai swallowed his saliva and looked at the dense skeleton soldiers.

Looking around, the huge ruins of the ancient city have been filled with skeletons.

On the roofs and walls, there were skeleton soldiers shaking their heads, and their empty eyes flashed scarlet light.

"Go, it's decided to be you, Crazy Xiaotao!"

Crazy Xiaotao rolled his eyes at Cao Shuang, and the Thunder Sword appeared in his palm.

Boom!

The next moment, violent lightning power gathered on the long sword.

"Left Zero, Right Fire, Thunder God, help me!"