When he asked, I was stunned, and I didn't want to perfunctory him, so I thought for a while before I said: "Maybe there is, souls exist, what else is impossible?" ”

I have experienced this kind of fantasy story several times, especially this time I was reborn in a new body, of course, there are some things I don't dare to assert, and I hurriedly added: "It depends on the situation, if it is a dry corpse and dry bones, then it will ...... I don't hope much~"

He laughed, gasped violently for a long time due to the slightly louder movements, and said softly, "The living dead, flesh and bones." ”

From his emotional tone, I felt a kind of helplessness and hope, which I also felt when Sanjiu was looking for the queen's blood.

Hua Zeng is obviously not the same as Zhao Wuye, but he wants to do things under his hands, and his purpose of looking for the holy book should be the same as Erlengzi.

I was determined: "You are looking for the "Autopsy and Burial Sutra" because you want to resurrect the dead. ”

He nodded imperceptibly, his eyes were a little empty, and his thoughts drifted to the other side in the distance, he should be recalling something or someone, I didn't disturb him, let him remember quietly.

Just when I thought he was asleep, he suddenly spoke, as if in a dream: "It must be... Want... Save ......"

After that there was a long silence, this time I was really asleep, I crouched down and tried to let out a dead breath to approach him, but it didn't work, the jungle was the most dangerous after dark.

The sun is about to set, and if we can't find a suitable hiding place before dark, then let's wait for the dinner of the beasts!

I didn't want to come to anything, but I just went to the neighborhood to find water, and when I came back, I saw a python thicker than a bucket trying to circle Hua Zeng, with a mouth the size of a basin, and was about to swallow him.

Seeing that the four long snake teeth were about to be next to his head, I exclaimed, "Put it down!" ”

At the same time, I pulled out the dagger and prepared to fight with the python, I can't see this kind of thing, and if I see it, I can't retreat because I'm afraid, not to mention that if he hadn't protected me, he would not be the only one who was poisoned.

I've got all the postures in place, so I can cheer myself up, everything is ready, I only owe the snake to come, but the snake has to come, it has run away!

"Huh? Why are you going? ”

I was so shocked by the scene in front of me that my brain didn't work for a while, and I couldn't help but ask the question in my mind.

But that's how wonderful things are, as soon as I said that, a wave suddenly poured into my brain, as if I had received an external signal, but not through sound, this feeling was like some kind of radio wave, directly received by the brain.

"Don't go! Stop-"

After my words landed, the python stopped, turned to me with its head held high, stared at me with a pair of golden vertical eyes, and the strange radio waves came into my mind again.

"Don't, it's fate! Handsome guy~ Do me a favor and help me transport him to the hole over there? ”

The wonderful way of communicating made me feel less afraid of it, and from the messages it sent to me, I could feel that it was not new to me.

The python swam its huge body, turned back and threw Hua Zeng on its back, and swam smoothly in the direction I pointed, it seemed that it also recognized that place, maybe I was still neighbors with it before.

As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and I got his help and chatted with it while walking, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was me talking to myself with the python alone.

Back in the collapsed pit, there was still no one to guard it, and Luke's foreign mercenaries didn't know where they had gone.

The giant python carried Hua Zeng down the big pit, walked away with his head held high, the thinking of animals is not complicated by people, and the information that can be communicated and transmitted is limited, but I still know, in the past six months, it has indeed seen me several times nearby, and they and I do not interfere with the river water, and they have been safe for a few months.

Of course, the message it delivered to me was much simpler than my description, and I filled in the idioms myself!

Back in the pit, I picked up Hua Zeng and took him back to the stone house where I woke up, and it took me a long time to find the room.

I put him on the ground, took out the sleeping bag from my backpack, stuffed him in, and settled the wounded before I sat down to rest.

Before we left, the water in his kettle was running out because it was divided equally with me.

Waiting here for him to wake up, I don't know how long it will take, it's not always a way to sit and eat the mountain, after dawn, I'm going to find the water source first.

When I slept at night, I was awakened from my sleep by the sound of a horn, which was long and long, simple and heavy, as if it had come from thousands of years ago, and did not pass through my ears, but echoed directly in my heart.

I walked out of the stone house and followed the sound of the trumpet, which seemed to be a calling, and it had an unusual attraction for me.

When I climbed out of the big pit, it was a jungle outside, and the jungle was lively during the day, but at night it was surprisingly quiet, unreasonably quiet.

Where are the nocturnal animals?

The horn was still blowing, but as I walked, I noticed that I was not the only one approaching the sound of the horn, and that many dark shadows were also moving in the woods, silently and leisurely towards the source of the sound.

The nearest one, passing by a place where the trees were low, I could see him by the moonlight, yellow hair, a leopard!

He's not dead?

I whispered, "Leopard..."

He turned his head stiffly and looked at me, revealing his whole face, and I took a big step back in fright.

His face was corroded and full of holes, and the left side of his face was the worst, and most of his bones were exposed, so it was impossible for a person to live.

He's a dead man!

My guts are not as small as when I was in the canyon, and after the intensive practice of corpse control, my resistance to corpses has increased by several levels.

Especially when I couldn't find a corpse that died normally, Xiao Bai brought me terrifying corpses such as car accidents, jumping off buildings, and hanging for me to practice.

If I'm afraid, how can I make them move, in fact, think about it from another perspective, I am the one who makes these corpses move, then it is not the corpses that are terrifying, but me!

I recited a mantra in my mind and tried to manipulate him, and sure enough, he raised his hand and made a scissorhand gesture as I wished.

In this way, it is certain that he is a corpse without a doubt.

Since he is a corpse, those who are moving around him must also be corpses, but why should I follow along? Am I like them?

But I obviously have breathing, heartbeat, feeling, and temperature, and I am a living person!

I wanted to figure out what the sound of the horn was all about, so I mixed in with the ranks of the walking dead.

And leave a mark on the tree as you walk, in case you can't find the way back, it's not easy to identify the direction in the forest at night, not to mention I'm a road idiot.

The walking corpses end up in a glade in the middle of a forest, where the moonlight pours down, where fallen steles, statues, and statues seen in photographs are located, and in the center of the field stands a woman with a trumpet in her hand.

There were no less than a hundred walking corpses gathered around, so that I could hide in them and not be easy to find, and when the woman lowered the horn in her hand, I estimated that all the corpses in the forest that had not rotted into slag should have been summoned.

The women wore ethnic minority costumes, black cloth blouses and short skirts embroidered with colored threads, and flower cloth scarves on their heads, although I didn't know which ethnic costumes they were, but they were certainly not Han Chinese.

Her appearance was very ordinary, her skin was dark and short, but the horn in her hand emitted a soft silvery-white light like moonlight, and the surface was painted with the lines of a purple lotus.

All the walking corpses knelt down and bowed their heads from her, and I followed their example, but the woman's eyes widened suddenly, and she cried out to the side.

My heart trembled, it turned out that she was not alone, and sure enough, listening to her voice, three figures walked out of the dense forest next to her.

The person walking in the middle is Lin Min!