"The corpse marsh is a methane pit where thousands of corpses ferment.
Coupled with the airtight environment and the entry of water, countless corpses rot and ferment here, forming a rotten swamp with no aquatic plants or trees.
There are only corpse oil and corpse water soaked by countless corpses.
The larger the number, the larger the corpse pool will be," Grandpa said.
I looked at this watery space in shock.
How many corpses would be needed in such a huge space to form such a swamp of corpses?
"Old man, are you mistaken?
You see, the water surface is a little darker, but it is still very calm.
It doesn't look like the corpse lake you mentioned," the soldier said doubtfully.
"The surface of the swamp is also calm.
If there are no marks, can you tell at a glance?"
Grandpa said.
"This" the soldier was immediately speechless when asked.
"You can't imagine the scene of countless corpses and bones accumulating and fermenting, nor can you imagine the scene of thousands of rotting corpses being fermented to produce corpse water."
Grandpa said solemnly, and then his face became solemn.
He continued: "This is a land of corpses.
It is not inferior to the eighteenth floor In the forbidden area of hell, beneath the calm surface of the corpse pond, is the ugly rotting corpse mud, the bone powder transformed from thousands of corpses, and the burial place of countless dead souls.
This is why there is such a strong aura of death here.
Countless ghosts and dead souls cannot be evacuated in a confined space.”
Grandpa's words were very heavy, and they also made us realize that the water in this dark space was actually a place of death.
Zombie, this is the real Zombie.
Under the huge space is the place where thousands of undead souls are buried.
The endless death energy is the silent cry of countless resentful souls after being tortured and humiliated.
It is more terrifying than hell here.
For a long time, we were still shocked in this swamp of corpses.
The endless air of death was mixed with a strange and thick smell of decay.
"Old man, there seems to be no way out here.
Do we have to walk through this land of corpses?"
Ye Tuzi asked.
In front of us is a bluestone staircase half submerged under the corpse pool, and behind us is a winding passage.
This corpse pool blocks us in front of us.
It seems that we cannot find a way out without walking through it.
"No, let's find another way out," Big Head said timidly.
"There is only one way for us to go this way.
Do you see any other way out?"
I said.
"This is the corpse marsh.
Whoever walks in will die.
If you sink in like a swamp, you will become one of the thousands of rotting corpses.
Maybe you can also contribute some corpse oil."
The big head expressed a very serious expression.
Said firmly.
"I just want to know if I will be poisoned and infected with the virus after I go down to the corpse pool," Zheng Hui, who has been silent, said slowly.
Zheng Hui finally got to the point of his question.
This area of Corpse Lake didn't look like it was bottomless.
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There was no need to worry about sinking in like a swamp and not being able to get out.
But the question was whether there were viruses and poisonous insect viruses in Corpse Lake.
"It's so simple.
If it's poisonous, just let Jing Wei's flying knife try it and you'll find out."
I said.
Jing Wei nodded lightly and walked towards the edge of the corpse pool with a serious face.
There was a clicking sound from the back of her waist.
Qian Qian's thin hands shook slightly.
Immediately, a silver light flew into the corpse pool in front of her.
After waiting for about ten seconds, Jing Wei Quickly withdrew the mithril flying knife.
Jing Wei always wore gloves.
She looked at the exquisite mithril flying knife carefully and said: "It's not poisonous."
Grandpa smiled and said: "Your worries are unnecessary.
Have you ever seen swamps that are poisonous?
Corpse marshes are actually the same as swamps.
There are thousands of rotten things in them, but they are not poisonous, but there may be poisonous insects."
"Does the old man agree to go there?"
Yu Hui asked in surprise.
"Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to enter this swamp of corpses, but now we seem to be in a situation of no retreat.
If we don't go here, there is nowhere to go."
Grandpa seems to have already made up his mind.
"Damn it, I knew it, old man, couldn't you think of a way?
It's so disgusting, who dares to go in?"
Big Head complained, his face was so painful that he almost cried.
"There's so much nonsense, it's not like I haven't done any disgusting things before.
Just one more thing won't make a difference."
I really wanted to beat him up, because he would say depressing words.
"Have you ever done anything disgusting?"
"Isn't it disgusting to have urine smeared all over the body?
Isn't it disgusting to have moxa sticks blocking all the orifices?"
I said angrily.
"Well, that's another thing, it's different from here."
Datou was stunned and could only use words that he couldn't explain.
I suddenly felt a murderous gaze staring at me.
I turned around and saw Jing Wei staring at me fiercely.
I was so frightened that I almost told the details.
"There's so much nonsense.
It's not like I haven't been through the swamp.
I'm talking nonsense.
Believe it or not, I'll slap you," Baldy Ye said with a straight face.
"You stay here, Datou, let's go," Grandpa said as he looked back with a smile on his face.
Then grandpa turned around and stepped into the seemingly calm water pool under the stairs.
After a while, his lower body was almost completely submerged in the corpse pool.
Then he saw grandpa tremble all over and said: "Oh, still.
A bit cold, but not too deep.”
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Afterwards, Long Kui, Jing Wei, and Ye Tuozi also walked into the pile of corpses one after another.
"You stay here, Datou," I sneered.
Then I followed the corpse marsh.
When I first stepped into the corpse marsh, apart from being a little cold, it was no different from entering the water.
However, I always stepped on sticky mud-like things under my feet, making it difficult to walk in the water. stand up.
I knew that what was under my feet was not mud, but the rotten flesh of thousands of corpses.
After countless years of accumulation, these corrosions had long turned into a puddle of rotten flesh and settled under the corpses.
"What?"
Datou secretly gritted his teeth, suppressed the gesture of nausea, and had to follow.
Afterwards, the four members of the death squad hesitated for a while and followed.
People nowadays have this kind of mentality.
When most people are doing the same thing, but when they don't fit in, they think about whether they really did something wrong.
Then they will feel compassion and go with the flow, especially in this darkness.
In this environment, it is difficult to maintain a unique and independent idea, because everyone wants to live.
We don’t know how big this corpse swamp is.
The range that our lighting equipment can illuminate is very limited.
Our group of people walked against the rock wall and did not open a new road directly towards the middle of the corpse swamp.
Walking against the rock wall can narrow the field of view we face, and we only need to look at a fan-shaped wide angle in front of us.
Moreover, people also have a mentality that in a dangerous and unknown environment, they will feel safer with their backs against the wall
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