Chapter 11: Corpse Slaves

A night full of death, very calm in this mountain village. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In order to get the forgiveness and forgiveness of the indomitable soul, everyone is ready to perform an ancient ritual, that is, to chase the gods. It is only comforting to want to expel that soul by burning the wormwood that ward off evil spirits, and even though everyone knows that it may not have a good effect, they are willing to do it, because everyone's heart is full of fear and guilt.

The ritual of chasing the gods was carried out normally, and the ashes of the rainbow cloud were still placed at the crossroads in the wilderness. Very few people come here, but one day a dilapidated Jinbei van came from here. The van looked heavy, with a large jet-black coffin tied to it, and not only that, but the car exuded an eerie cool air at any time, floating past it in the middle of the night, making people shiver involuntarily.

Gillian's words stopped at this point, and she looked at everyone in the room. The meaning of her words is self-evident, the van pulling the coffin is naturally our group, and the driver is Lao Yang. And I suddenly remembered the red wooden box that Lao Yang took off his coat and wrapped in, it turned out to be Zhang Hongyun's urn, which was quietly placed in the center of this Buddhist hall at the moment.

There was an eerie silence in the whole house, except for the ghostly roar in the village outside.

"How did you escape from them?" Lao Yang asked suddenly. His face was wrong, he looked a little dignified, and then unconsciously leaned towards the Wind Buddha Hall behind him, as if he was afraid that the two women in front of him would suddenly change their faces.

"There was a ghost howling outside, and this ghost howling was caused by a tornado. All the wind lifted the sand and whistled around the whole village, and the women fell to their knees in fear, and kept muttering: Wrong, I was wrong...... There was only one person who was running madly into the wind, and that was the old woman. In fact, we heard that almost all the disasters are related to her, it stands to reason that Guo Ting has such an ability, in fact, she should be the first to die, she should not be able to live until now. ”

The Mai woman spoke for the first time, but her words made the faces of everyone present change suddenly. Especially Lao Yang, his eyes suddenly lost concentration, as if he thought of something terrible.

"Lao Yang, what did you think of?" The woman in sackcloth asked. I looked at Gillian, and with that solemn look on her face, she seemed to know it for a long time.

"Is it a corpse slave?" Lao Yang said very uncertainly. He looked at Gillian and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

"What the hell is it?" I asked curiously.

"Actually, this is a secret technique in the Walking Dead, and there were rumors a long time ago. But it has been a rumor since ancient times, because no one has ever actually seen it. ”

"Corpse slaves are walking corpses, but they don't just pull corpses and transport them somewhere, as we do now. The refining method of corpse slaves is extremely vicious, and it must be to make the dead immortal never reincarnate. Use the corpse of the deceased who was most concerned about him as an introduction, summon back the last three souls of the deceased between heaven and earth, and then refine the three souls into his body. In this way, the corpse will obey the orders of the walking corpse and let it do anything. ”

After Lao Yang finished speaking, I gasped. This Guo Ting is not only not a human, but from her appearance to her final death, she is just a corpse slave, a puppet on the face of the name. After thinking about it, I suddenly realized that things were not as I expected. I asked again, "Then it's different, what about the vanished child and the frozen cold spring?" This vicious walking corpse doesn't really want to bring this village to ruin. ”

"It's a backlash." Gillian's voice suddenly rang out. "The method of refining corpses is so vicious, but this method has only been a legend since ancient times, maybe this walking corpse man is only halfway to the house, and there is no control over the corpse slave in the legend at all. Therefore, the deceased at the beginning was really an unyielding soul. The one who started made an excuse to deceive the whole village, and in the end this excuse really became a reality, maybe this was something she didn't expect, and this was our opportunity. ”

All the clues in my mind suddenly became clear. It turned out to be like this: someone in the village wanted to get something, and then he found a corpse that had recently died, and used it to become a corpse slave. She used the resentment of this corpse slave to deceive the village, and her goal was achieved, but she didn't expect that the control of the corpse slave was not as powerful as the legend said, which led to being counterattacked. And at this moment, the village has become like this, it's not that the corpse slave doesn't attack her, but her three souls are still in her hands, and the slave will never be able to deal with the master.

Although all this is still just our speculation, it must have been eight or nine years old. And the mastermind behind the scenes, now it seems that it is the woman named Li Hongfan, the old woman who disappeared in the ghost howling wind at this moment.

No wonder the first person I met when I entered the village was her, it turned out that everything was a routine.

"What do we do next?" I asked, looking at the dark sky around me. At this time, it should have been six or seven o'clock in the morning, and the sun should have sunrise in the east, but the whole village was shrouded in a dark mist.

"Our first task is to break the cold spring, and to break all the grievances of the corpse slaves and the spiritual wishes of those children who go down. But this cold spring temperature is so low, but it is very tricky. Lao Yang glanced at me and replied. When I heard this, I felt a little complacent, because I had another idea that happened to solve this cold spring problem.

"I have a way." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a sudden chill on my body, and three pairs of shocked eyes were all cast on me. "Don't disbelieve me. The cold spring before is not what I said, everything is right. This university is not for nothing, and the knowledge that should be learned must be understood. ”

"Do you really have a way? Let's talk about it. The solemn look on Lao Yang's face dissipated, and was replaced by a sense of surprise. As long as the resentment in the cold pool is cleared, whether it is the host behind the scenes or the corpse slave with resentment, it will be a piece of cake for us. ”

"Well, it's actually very simple." My heart was full of pride, but there was a sense of mystery in my words. "Water, because it's incredibly pure, doesn't freeze in ultra-low temperatures. Because it is too pure, the liquid phase remains in equilibrium. Just a little bit of ice crystal seed is thrown in, and this balance is immediately upset, and all the low-temperature water turns into solid ice. ”

"In this wilderness, you can't even afford a refrigerator, where to find the so-called ice crystals." Gillian gave me a blank look and said.