"I've already been to the murderous mansion, let's go to the bluestone tomb first to see what clues there are!"

Having made up his mind, Chu Yunfeng began to walk outside the town.

According to the information, in the north of Wutong Town, on a mountain peak full of bluestones, is the location of the bluestone tomb.

Less than an hour after leaving the town, I saw a wooded mountain peak in the distance.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is a paved bluestone path. The side of the road is lush grass, and the bluestone slabs in the center of the road are covered with moss in the cracks.

The surrounding aura is rich, the breeze blows, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and among the mountain streams, the spring water tinkles, like a melodious music, people can't help but stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery of this good day.

"Good mountains, good water, good place! Who would have thought that the dry bones of the Li family would be buried here?"

Chu Yunfeng admired and couldn't help but feel a burst of regret. The descendants of the Li family buried their clansmen here, probably to let them live in peace forever.

After a short stay, Chu Yunfeng continued to move forward. It wasn't until I came halfway up the mountain that my vision suddenly opened up.

As far as the eye can see, there are rows and rows of tombstones standing on the mountainside, and there must be thousands of them, to say the least. Under each tombstone, at least one member of the Li family is buried.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yunfeng felt more and more that behind the collapse of the Li family, there was a huge secret.

I have to say that curiosity is a very mysterious thing. The more mysterious things were, the more curious Chu Yunfeng became, the more curious he felt, the more exciting he felt, and the more exciting he felt, the more he wanted to know the truth.

It's dangerous.

In the center of the cemetery, three huge tombstones stand out, with several small characters describing their lives in addition to the names of the people engraved in the book.

"It's so interesting, it's like a normal death!

Being able to understand everyone's life in such detail shows that the person who built the cemetery is undoubtedly the descendant of the Li family. But it's useless to record these things.

The dead buried here are not strong, at most they have some fame in Wutong Town.

Except for the descendants of them who are practicing outside, almost all the people of the Li family are dead, who cares about this?

It is rumored that the descendants of the Li family, who are asking the Sword Sect to practice, buried the dead clansmen here and built a cemetery, but who is it?

No matter who built the cemetery, as long as he is a descendant of the Li family, there should always be a name.

Thinking of this, Chu Yunfeng no longer stayed, but returned to the town and asked Xiao Er for an explanation.

Mei Zizi nodded the spirit stone in her hand, and Xiao Er recalled: "If you don't ask, I'll forget about it." According to my father's generation, the Li family collapsed overnight, and in less than half a month, the cemetery of the bluestone tomb was built. All the dead were buried there. But there is no way to know which descendant of the Li family did it. ”

Strange!

A prosperous family was destroyed overnight, and was quietly transported to the bluestone tomb for burial.

Things are getting more and more bizarre.

That night, there was a sudden strong wind and heavy rain, and the town of Wutong had not had such a heavy rainstorm for many years.

The wind uprooted many trees and knocked down many dilapidated houses.

In just an hour or two, the ground has accumulated into a river, and the water is waist-deep.

"Whew!"

At midnight, an inhuman roar pierced the night sky amid lightning and thunder, waking the sleeping people from their dreams.

In the inn, Chu Yunfeng, who was meditating and cultivating, couldn't help but open his eyes.

"This voice... It's in the direction of the bluestone tomb!"

A quarter of an hour forward, in the middle of the cemetery of the bluestone tomb, a huge tomb suddenly shook after seeping into the rainwater.

The rain seeped more and more, and the graveyard shook more and more. Until a certain moment, the mouth of the tomb exploded, and an erected coffin flew out of it.

"Boom! Click!"

The sky flashed continuously, and thunder and lightning were drawn down from the sky and slashed on the coffin, and the whole coffin was shrouded in sparks.

A quarter of an hour later, the coffin had absorbed enough lightning to saturate, and when it was completely saturated, it suddenly burst.

"Boom!"

The coffin shattered, and a hairy figure several feet tall appeared, with an inhuman howl coming out of its mouth:

"Whew!"

This roar is announcing its return, and it is also calling around.

"Boom, boom, boom, click, click!"

In the entire cemetery, thousands of tombstones collapsed in a few breaths, and one by one the dead Li family members walked out of the graves.

Strictly speaking, they are no longer members of the Li family, but a group of returning undead.

At the entrance of the cemetery, three figures wearing rain gear turned around and fled in fright when they saw this scene.

However, everything was in vain.

The figure in the air, several feet tall, stretched out its furry claws, grabbed them at the entrance, and held them in the palm of his hand.

In extreme fear, the three of them were brought to their mouths by the tall figure and chewed one bite at a time.

The scene is very scary, but the hairy monster chews with relish. In an instant, three large living people were eaten clean by it.

"Blood! I want more blood!"

The hairy-haired monster raised its arms and shouted, then pointed in one direction - Sycamore Town.

The undead who were crawling on the ground, after receiving the instructions, turned around in unison and rushed towards Wutong Town.

Just when the hairy monster appeared in the cemetery, the old man was suddenly awakened in the small village where the murderous mansion was located.

"Oh no! the patriarch has failed!"

The old man exclaimed, and hurriedly called the ingots and stuffed him with a scripture.

"Child, if the patriarch's plan fails, he will definitely turn into a corpse and bring disaster to the world! This "Corpse Sutra" was bought by the blood of my Li tribe, and it must not fall into the hands of the patriarch. ”

There was no time to explain much, so the old man hurriedly sent the ingots away and let him escape at night.

After sending off the ingots, the old man shouted to the village: "Everyone sneak back to the ancestral tomb!"

A sound fell, and in the courtyard of thirty-six households, a corpse crawled out of the coffin.

On the board in front of the coffin, the pieces of meat placed by Chu Yunfeng had already disappeared without a trace, and they had eaten them away.

After climbing out of the coffin, the corpses gathered together and walked into the largest courtyard in the village.

The scene in this courtyard was very different from what Chu Yunfeng saw when he came in.

In the main hall, the huge coffin has disappeared, replaced by a spirit card, on which the words "Ancestor Li Tongfang's Spiritual Position" are written.

Next to the token, there is an incense table, on which rows of burning candles are placed.

The wind and rain outside, the candle flame inside was not affected in the slightest, but kept jumping in the night, as if there was life.

"Kneel!" the old man said, "kowtow!"

The corpses followed the old man's words, knelt down in unison, and kowtowed to the spirit card.

As they bowed, the old man whispered a spell.

The next moment, a human figure slowly protruded from the wall behind the spirit tablet. At first, the humanoid and the wall were still the same color, but after reciting the spell a few times, a black gas came out of the corpse's body, and after the humanoid bulge absorbed the black qi, it gradually revealed a face.

If Chu Yunfeng was here, he would definitely be surprised, because the face on the wall was actually somewhat similar to Yuanbao.

At the last moment, when the human form was fully revealed, the old man suddenly stopped, turned to look in the direction of Wutong Town, and muttered: "Wutong Town, the birthplace of my Li family, I hope the patriarch will show mercy!"

Unfortunately, it backfired, and the town of Wutong at this time had fallen into a catastrophe.

After the undead entered the town, they continued to suck blood, and a large number of people were killed. In particular, some of the old, weak, sick and disabled people could not escape from the torrential rain, and became the blood food of the undead.

Watching one person after another being pounced on by the undead, everyone in the town was in danger.

Even those who had cultivated to the Gang Qi Realm were frightened, and they had no time to care about anything else, so they desperately ran away from the town. The slow runner was soon caught up by the undead behind him, biting his neck and sucking up the blood.

In the inn, almost everyone died, only Chu Yunfeng killed a few undead with a little cultivation and survived.

Fortunately, the monks here are not very high, and the strength of the undead attracted is also average, otherwise he would not have escaped death.

When I left the inn, I saw a large number of people running away, and some people actually wanted to take away the belongings of the family, and then they were bitten by the undead on the neck.

Chu Yunfeng judged the situation, the current situation was only an option, and staying here could only become a meal for the undead.

Almost instantly, he made up his mind and plunged headlong into the fleeing crowd.

However, he did not rush into the crowd of people in the Gangqi Realm, but in a group of people with cultivation similar to him and not as fast as him.

Before they could break out of the town, the hundreds of people who fled with him in one direction died in the blink of an eye.

And those who fled the most happily in the Gangqi Realm, the casualties reached eighty percent. Especially the lonely, none of them can get out of the town.

When the town was in complete chaos, a figure flew up from the town.

He was the only Mortal Realm powerhouse here. Faced with the raging undead, he not only ran away alone regardless of the lives of others, but also swept away the wealth of the entire town.

People are so busy running for their lives that they don't have time to think about anything else.

However, just as the powerhouse of the Mortal Realm was about to fly out of the town, a furry claw grabbed his body and sent it into his mouth.

The sound of chewing "rattling" made people panic even more when they heard it, and the souls of the dead were rising, and they fled faster and faster.

After eating a powerhouse of the Metamorphosis Realm, the long-haired monster was still unsatisfied, and looked around to see where there were still delicacies in the Metamorphosis Realm.

Let it down, though. The only monk here who has been devoured by it.

"Whew!"

The long-haired monster screamed, and grabbed the late-stage Gang Qi Realm monk who fled with one claw. In less than a few breaths, all the monks in the late stage of the Gang Qi Realm were also swallowed up by it one by one.

Chu Yunfeng turned his head and happened to witness this scene, and secretly said that it was dangerous, thanks to the monks who did not blend into the Gang Qi Realm.

Sure enough, after eating up the monks in the late stage of Gangqi, the hairy-haired monster set its sights on the middle stage of Gangqi again.

However, there are many more people in the middle stage of Gangqi than in the late stage, and it is impossible for it to hunt all of them in a short period of time, so it can only scream again and give orders to the undead under its command to help capture them.

"Oh my god, run away!"

Chu Yunfeng sped up again, for fear that if it was too late, he would die here.

Running and running, Chu Yunfeng suddenly couldn't hear the movement of others. As soon as he turned around, except for a few undead who were in hot pursuit, he was the only one left alive.

"Dig a groove! My poor fellow Daoists, why are you so unhelpful! Wait for me to escape from the tiger's mouth and die!"