Chapter 259: Corpse Transformation (12)
Bai Xuanzhi walked up to me, tore his throat, and said in a loud voice, "Let's go, let's go back." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info I know what the living dead are. ”
"Do you know where the exit is?" I asked quickly.
He nodded. "Just follow me. He said again.
"Zhang Jing has to go with us. I'm going to take him out of this hellish place. I pointed to Zhang Jing next to me and added these words.
Bai Xuanzhi didn't object, he stretched out a hand, touched my hair, and said dotingly: "You can say anything!" He glanced at Zhang Jing, and then continued: "However, when you go outside, you must know how to abide by the rules and keep your distance, don't harm others, and protect Xiaoqing well, do you agree with this?" Zhang Jing saw that his restrained black eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't have time to think, so he immediately agreed. If people who don't know see this scene, they think that Bai Xuanzhi coerced Zhang Jing in some sense.
"Xuanzhi, what is the function of the five-colored dice?" I was really curious about this, and I kept glancing at it without asking, and now I remembered how I couldn't ask the reason.
"You know that the famous poetess Li Qingzhao is not only good at writing lyrics, but also has one thing she is good at, which is gambling. It is rumored that she is addicted to gambling, and she has never lost. She once wrote a poem: Give sex to Bo, all the so-called Bo are delayed, and every day and night forgets to sleep and eat. But with the number of people in life, who has not tasted it, what is the essence? She made it very clear that I don't have any other hobbies, just a natural love of gambling. I was addicted to all kinds of gambling, forgetting to eat and sleeping when I got to the gambling table, gambling day and night. Moreover, I have gambled all my life, no matter what form of gambling, no matter how much I gamble, no matter how much I gamble, I have never lost, and the money I won is rushing into my pocket, and I can't stop it. It can be seen that Li Qingzhao is a gambling god and a real gambling god. Rumor has it that Li Qingzhao refused to be reincarnated after death, she couldn't do without gambling, and turned into dice after death. These five-colored dice are her incarnation. He patiently explained, and finally he said, "The most important thing is that this thing is worry-free." ”
I suddenly remembered something, "Is it the same person just now, you seem to have said that he is from the worry-free shop before." Bai Xuanzhi nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Try not to have too much intersection with that person." At this time, Zhang Jing, who had been silent on the side, also became active, and he said: "Yes, that adult is a legendary existence with us. I've heard some rumors about him and he's really good. Bai Xuanzhi naturally took Zhang Jing's words, "Anyway, you don't mess with him, he is not as friendly as you imagined, and the people of the Three Realms are afraid of him." To say that he is a legendary being would be right. He was mysterious, and almost no one knew about his past. "I have a carefree figure in my mind, the majesty he exudes, the unique temperament that he has, so strong that it can attract everyone's attention, and his face alone is legendary enough.
Thinking about something, before I knew it, I was on a trail in the wilderness. I just followed Bai Xuan all the time, and I don't have the slightest impression of how I got out of the ghost market. Anyway, I went out of the ghost market in a daze, and when I came back to my senses, I was already standing on the wild path, looking at the wild flowers and weeds here, and the bright sky, I suddenly felt the capriciousness of life, although when I was in the ghost market, I always felt that the unreal and the real were intricately intertwined, and perhaps its own existence was an incomprehensible ambiguity. I looked up at the sky, and there was already a faint glimmer of morning light on the hillside in the distance, and it seemed that it was not far away. Bai Xuanzhi took off the pendant around my neck and let Zhang Jing possess the pendant, because it was almost dawn, and he was afraid that his ghost would be too weak, and if he saw the sun, it would greatly damage his vitality. Zhang Jing bowed gratefully, and the kung fu dissipated in the blink of an eye. Then he helped me put the pendant on.
At this time, the sky is much brighter than before, and you can see some of the surrounding scenery. Bai Xuanzhi suddenly walked to a stone, squatted down, and recited a few incantations in his mouth, a few lines of small words appeared on the stone, I took a closer look, the person signed on it was Grandpa Hu, he said that they had arrived home, if you receive this message, please go home quickly, and think about it in the long run! It seems that they are fine. I turned around, stopped, turned around, and said, "Bai Xuanzhi, it's miserable, we forgot Yi Shuihan, he's still inside, right?"
He stood up and thought for a moment, "It seems like there is such a thing." It's okay, I'll just send him a message and go over, anyway, he's such a big person, he can't get lost. I'll give him the address of the master's house so that he can join us, and now these living dead are a problem, anyway, everyone else is here, so stay here to help. "Hearing him say that, I'm actually tempted to ask, will he be angry if we forget him like this?
When people are in a hurry, many things are left behind, although they are not intentional, but they always carry a little shame on their conscience.
Along the way, we ran back. On the way, we also encountered a few living dead, and we managed to get through. From this incident, it is known that the living dead are not afraid of the sun, and they even walk on the road openly without any discomfort. At first I thought that these living dead would be like zombies, and when they saw the sun, they would immediately collapse to the ground, and their bodies would start to tremble violently, and their bodies would be burned and burned by the sun, and finally they would be burned to the ground in an instant, but none of this happened. They even walked boldly, giggling with their mouths still giggling. These actions of theirs scared me to the core, except to speed up and run for my life, I really couldn't think of any other way, not to mention, I was caught off guard in the face of their White Xuan Capital, let alone me.
Running home out of breath. As soon as Zhang Lin saw me, he immediately dropped the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and stepped forward to hold my hands, presumably he was in a hurry. When Bai Xuanyi saw Grandpa Hu, he immediately told him what had happened just now, and even Miao Po who was on the side heard it, and her face changed. I didn't expect these things to be more difficult to deal with than I imagined. This is enough to show that these things are not at the same level as zombies, at least they are much more advanced than zombies. However, these things are somewhat similar to zombies, they have a strong craving for blood and flesh, and their behavior of drinking human blood and eating human flesh is very similar.
"The peachwood sword doesn't seem to be useful to them, I tried it last night, and they also broke one of my peachwood swords, and I feel sorry for me. Later, I tried it with the money sword, and the result was still the same, they seemed to be invulnerable, and the exorcism had no effect on them at all, which was the most terrifying thing. Moreover, anyone who has been bitten by them will be transformed into corpses after a few seconds, losing their minds and becoming the living dead, spreading hundreds of times faster than corpse poison. At least there is still a period of time for the corpse poison to attack, and glutinous rice can be used to delay the attack, but the toxins of these things do not give people time to think, and the poison of kung fu is so toxic in a moment that it can't be stopped. Grandpa Hu shook his head and said, his face was helpless, he was feeling sorry for his peachwood sword at the same time, but also feeling at a loss for the unpredictability of this matter. Even Miao Po, who is usually not shocked, sighed.