Chapter 751: Valley of Thousand Corpses
He took two or three steps to the second floor, turned to the red-robed man and took a closer look. Sure enough, it was another clay Buddha statue with angry eyes!
Creak...
A wooden door in the corridor suddenly opened, and the voice of Master Chachai came from the room: "Don't destroy my Buddha statue anymore, it is innocent, please come in and talk if you have anything to say."
"Okay!"
Fang Ye responded and whispered to Song Mutica: "Wait for me downstairs. If you hear any strange sounds, run away quickly, don't worry about me!"
The other party must have set up a Hongmen Banquet, and he didn't want to harm the innocent.
Song Mutica nodded obediently: "Then you should be careful and talk to the master nicely!"
"Don't worry, I am famous for respecting the elderly and loving the young, I will definitely not do anything rash, you wear this, it can protect you from harm." Fang Ye smiled and stuffed the last golden bag into her hand.
Song Mutica asked concernedly: "What about you?"
"I have my own arrangements, go down quickly."
"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."
After she left, Fang Ye walked into the wooden door with a pistol, and saw a set of simple and quaint table tea sets inside. A fat old man in a yellow robe was sitting on a futon drinking tea. His face was white, fat and round, his head was smooth and shiny, and he looked really amiable.
"Sit down, do you want some tea?" The old man said with a smile.
"Why not drink? I'm thirsty." Fang Ye sat down with a swagger, and slammed his gun on the table, almost knocking over the teacup!
"Young man, don't be so murderous, or it will backfire on you." The old man glanced at him, then pushed a cup of hot tea over, "Please."
"Master Chachai, you have just attacked me twice in a row, do you have the qualifications to say that?" Fang Ye curled his lips in disdain, picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, then immediately bared his teeth and stuck out his tongue.
"Oh my god, it's so hot, so hot, so hot..."
Chachai said calmly, "In fact, the tea is not hot, you are too impatient, so you hurt yourself."
Fang Ye spat lightly, "Don't pretend to be a master, drink this broken tea later, let's be crisp and get straight to the point!" Chachai
smiled slightly, "Very good, I like young people who are crisp and decisive, how about this, you put forward a condition, I also put forward a condition, if everyone thinks it's okay, then we can make a deal, how about it?"
Fang Ye suddenly frowned, "Do you know why I came?"
"I don't know." Chachai shook his head, "But I know you must have something to ask of me, and what happens is that you also have something that interests me."
Fang Ye said expressionlessly, "Okay, I also like to deal with straightforward old people. My condition is very simple, hand over the remaining soul of Tang Wenjin."
"Tang Wenjin?" Chachai pondered for a while, "I know, was it Tang Wuyan who sent you here?"
"He couldn't call me, I came here voluntarily." Fang Ye said, "Okay, now it's your turn to make conditions." Chachai
smiled and said, "My conditions are very simple. Give me your pet, and I will give you Tang Wenjin's remaining soul. How about it?"
"What are you thinking about? Do you want to slander my pet?" Fang Ye pressed the little dragon that was peeking out back, and snorted coldly, "No wonder you launched a sneak attack just now, it turns out to be because of this reason!"
He took three or two steps to the second floor, turned to the red-robed man and took a closer look. Sure enough, it was another clay Buddha statue with angry eyes!
Creak...
A wooden door in the corridor suddenly opened, and the voice of Master Chachai came from the room: "Don't destroy my Buddha statue anymore, it is innocent, please come in and talk if you have something to say."
"Okay!"
Fang Ye responded and whispered to Song Mutica: "Wait for me downstairs. If you hear any strange sounds, run away quickly, don't worry about me!"
The other party must have set up the Hongmen Banquet, and he didn't want to harm the innocent.
Song Mutica nodded obediently: "Then you should be careful and talk to the master!" "
Don't worry, I am famous for respecting the elderly and loving the young, I will definitely not do anything rash, you wear this, it can protect you from harm." Fang Ye smiled and stuffed the last golden bag into her hand.
Song Mutica asked concernedly, "What about you?"
"I have my own arrangements, go down quickly."
"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."
After she left, Fang Ye walked into the wooden door with a pistol in his hand. Inside, there was a simple table and tea set. A fat old man in a yellow robe was sitting on a mat drinking tea. His face was white, fat and round, his head was smooth and shiny, and he looked really amiable.
"Sit down, do you want some tea?" the old man said with a smile.
"Why not, I'm thirsty." Fang Ye sat down swaggeringly, and slammed his pistol on the table, almost knocking over the teacup!
"Young man, don't be so murderous, or it will backfire on you." The old man glanced at him, then pushed a cup of hot tea over to him, "Please."
"Master Chachai, you've just attacked me twice in a row. Do you have the qualifications to say that?" Fang Ye curled his lips in disdain, picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, then immediately bared his teeth and stuck out his tongue.
"Oh my god, it's so hot, so hot, so hot..."
Chachai said calmly, "In fact, the tea is not hot, you are too impatient, so you hurt yourself."
Fang Ye spat lightly, "Don't pretend to be a master, drink this broken tea later, let's be crisp and get straight to the point!" Chachai
smiled slightly, "Very good, I like young people who are crisp and decisive, how about this, you put forward a condition, I also put forward a condition, if everyone thinks it's okay, then we can make a deal, how about it?"
Fang Ye suddenly frowned, "Do you know why I came?"
"I don't know." Chachai shook his head, "But I know you must have something to ask of me, and what happens is that you also have something that interests me."
Fang Ye said expressionlessly, "Okay, I also like to deal with straightforward old people. My condition is very simple, hand over the remaining soul of Tang Wenjin."
"Tang Wenjin?" Chachai hesitated for a while, "I know, was it Tang Wuyan who sent you here?"
"He couldn't call me, I came here voluntarily." Fang Ye said, "Okay, now it's your turn to put forward the conditions."
Chachai smiled and said, "My conditions are very simple. Give me your pet, and I will give you the remaining soul of Tang Wenjin. How about it?"
"What are you dreaming about? Do you want to slander my pet?" Fang Ye pressed the little dragon that was peeking out and snorted coldly, "No wonder he attacked us just now, it turned out to be because of this reason!"
He was also a little suspicious in his heart. Could it be that this old man saw through Ah Xie's background?
Chachai was also single: "You are right. If you don't have some ability, you have no qualifications to sit here and negotiate with me."
"Okay, then let's each rely on our abilities!" Before he finished speaking, Fang Ye had already picked up a pistol and aimed directly at his head!
Chachai never dreamed that the opponent's speed would be so fast. He had all the skills but did not dare to move, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He pretended to be calm and said, "Young man, don't be impulsive. Did I say I won't give you the remaining soul?"
Fang Ye said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. I'll start counting now. If I don't see the remaining soul by three, I'll make your head explode!"
Chachai said with determination, "In that case, then you can just shoot me to death!"
"Why?"
Chachai spread his hands, "Because Tang Wenjin's remaining soul is not here at all. Not to mention counting to three, I can't get it out even if you count three hundred times!"
Fang Ye: "Then take me to get it now!" Chachai
shook his head and said, "It can't be taken, because that place can only be entered at night."
"What kind of crappy place is that? It doesn't open until night. Is it a nightclub in a deserted village?" Fang Ye looked suspicious.
"That place is called the Valley of Thousand Corpses, and the entrance is on the sacred tree."
Fang Ye was stunned: "There is an entrance on the sacred tree?"
Cha Cai said calmly: "I am not kidding you, because only at night when the yin energy is thick, the passage hidden in the tree will appear. That is the only way to enter and exit the Valley of Thousand Corpses."
"What is the Valley of Thousand Corpses?"
"The Valley of Thousand Corpses is not a place. To be precise, it should be considered a phenomenon." Chachai said seriously, "Have you heard of Paris's Corpse Cave Effect?"
Fang Ye shook his head: "No."
Chachai explained: "Simply put, it is thousands of corpses stacked together, and the corpse stench and soul power they produce interact with each other, which can corrode the space into a big hole that does not belong to this world."
Fang Ye's heart moved: "According to you, all the corpses buried under the sacred tree?"
"Yes, the reason why Muliang Village has such a weird custom is mainly because of the existence of the Thousand Corpse Cave. If you are interested, I can tell you the ins and outs, but it will take a long time." Chachai said lightly.
Although Fang Ye was interested, he knew that now was not the time to listen to stories.
"Then why did you put Tang Wenjin's remaining soul into the Valley of Thousand Corpses?"
"Because I need it to guard the entrance of the valley." Chachai said, "After a long time, the interior of the Valley of Thousand Corpses has become very unstable, and it is also faintly merging with the sacred tree. By then, it is very likely that a thousand corpses will come out of the valley, which will make the entire Lunnan fall into an irretrievable place!"
Fang Ye had a puzzled look on his face: "What do you mean? Could it be that those thousand ancient corpses are so powerful that they can really stir up some waves? I guess any army can suppress them, right?"
"What's powerful is not the corpses, but the Breath of Corrosion that can devour everything!" Chachai said seriously, "You can think of the Valley of Thousand Corpses as a living thing, and the Breath of Corrosion is its eating organ. With each additional corpse devoured, the Valley of Thousand Corpses will gain more power, and then it will become the Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses, the Valley of Millions of Corpses, until it devours the entire world..."