688 Weird

The drunken monk came quickly, and when it was just dark that night, he arrived at the scene of the crime in Changbai Mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He looks a little younger than Dong Wangye, his face looks quite resolute, wearing a black robe, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and he is tall, if it weren't for his bald head being too conspicuous, in the eyes of women, this should be a very tasteful and handsome middle-aged uncle.

"Monk, you're finally here." Dong Wangye greeted him with a smile.

"I'll help you out, and when it's over, you'll have to bring out your treasured wine." The drunken monk got out of the car and became a lazy man.

"No problem! Good wine pipes are enough. Dong Wangye heartily agreed.

But the drunkard monk glanced at him, looked at Dong Wangye with strange eyes, and said in surprise: "Why are you a little abnormal today?" ā€

Dong Wangye was stunned and asked, "Why is it abnormal?" ā€

After the drunkard monk looked around carefully, he shook his head and said, "I can't say it, I just feel a little abnormal." You guy is very stingy, every time you drink your reserve wine, you will deduct and search, and you don't forget to hurt me, why are you so happy this time. ā€

Dong Wangye remained silent and said lightly: "Then when the matter is over, you should go and find a drink by yourself." ā€

The drunkard monk hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't mind! I drink! After speaking, he glanced at Liu Yunduo and asked, "Who is this girl?" ā€

"This is Qinglong's proud disciple, called Liu Yunduo......" Dong Wang Ye introduced in the middle.

For Liu Yunduo, the drunkard monk was also very surprised, just like Dong Wangye. Liu Yunduo can only be regarded as their apprentice's generation, but his strength has reached such a powerful point, and he has already caught up with them!

"I really can't envy it. Some time ago, I heard that Brother Qinglong's strength had just taken a step forward and had reached the realm of the innate second-layer Neigang, and I was still sighing. I didn't expect there to be such a proud disciple, it's really ......" The drunkard monk turned the Buddha bead in his hand, shook his head and sighed.

He looks like a monk, but those who know him know that this is a master who does not abide by the precepts and rules, and believes in 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha beads sit in the heart', otherwise there would be no such title as a drunkard monk.

"Qinglong has already cultivated to Neigang?" Dong Wangye was suddenly startled when he heard this, and his eyes changed slightly.

The drunkard monk nodded.

There is a big gap between the innate inner gang realm and their outer gang realm, and most of the innate masters are difficult to break through this level, and they will not be able to step out of it for the rest of their lives. Similarly, the difference in strength between the two is huge.

In front of the masters of the Innate Neigang realm, they are not comparable at all.

You must know that the Innate Inner Gang realm, in their opinion, is already the end of cultivation, there is no record, and they have begun to find the path of the broken void, which is another realm entirely.

"In other words, it is rumored that the existence of zombies can be formed, and the strength before his death is at least a master of the Neigang realm, and even above the Neigang realm, it is a taboo horror master! After they die, the Yin God is immortal and reborn, and they become zombies, will we be opponents? ā€

Dong Wangye asked with some concern.

"To be able to become zombies, in addition to the location of the burial, they are indeed unimaginable masters in their lifetime. However, as for whether he is a master of the innate inner gang realm, this may not be. Some innate masters with treasures can also turn themselves into zombies after death. The drunkard monk explained.

"However, no matter how powerful these zombies are in life, it will take a long time to regain their strength after resurrection. Back then, when my cultivation was only at the Dan Jin level, I followed my master to deal with a zombie incident. That zombie had been awakened for more than a month at that time, but it was still far from fully recovering its strength, and its strength was roughly comparable to that of a cultivator who had just stepped into the innate realm.

Now this zombie has only been awakened for less than a week according to what you said, and it should be relatively easy to deal with him. ā€

In any case, although he is not a decent monk, and his cultivation is not the method of the Central Plains, he belongs to the Tantric sect on the plateau, but for things like ghosts and zombies, he always has an innate advantage, and it is easier to restrain it.

The drunkard monk re-examined the two corpses that had been sucked into dried corpses, shook his head and said, "No, this zombie has nothing left, just with these two dried corpses, I can't cultivate enough, I can't guess the whereabouts of the zombie." Unless it's the Zhang Daochang from Longhu Mountain, it's almost the same. Well, if I want to find out where he is, I'll have to go to the grave and find his hair and stuff. ā€

So the group rushed to the location of the tomb.

The tomb is on a big mountain, and the mountain is not far from Yulong Village, which is only a twenty-minute drive. But the mountains are not completely covered by forests, there are no roads at all, and cars cannot drive up, so people have to walk on their own.

"The tomb is located in the north of the mountain peak, where Beiyang is located, and the terrain is relatively steep and difficult to walk. Let's just go up to the three of us, and the other policemen will stay at the bottom of the mountain. Dong Wangye said.

The drunkard monk and Liu Yunduo both nodded in agreement.

Even if the police followed them, they would not be able to help in any way. As for Su Mengnan, the gentleman brother was ignored, and he didn't dare to make sense, he didn't want to go up himself.

This matter is so evil that he feels terrified when he thinks of the word zombie, and entering the tomb challenges his nerves. It's better to stay honestly down the hill and stay in the car.

After half a ring, the trio reached the top.

The drunkard monk saw the terrain clearly, and immediately frowned, and said softly: "The north of the mountain belongs to the yin, and the whole mountain is like a turtle and snake entangled, and the location of the tomb is even concave in a large piece, this is simply the most gloomy and cold place." Straight to the Nine Secluded Yellow Springs, have you seen it, the whole mountain is lush and lush, but there are no trees around this tomb...... This kind of terrain is not like a hundred in the Evil Land! The zombies that came out of here are afraid that they are much more powerful and ferocious! Let's go, let's go in and have a look......"

The tomb was large, but it was quite rudimentary, so simple that it did not meet the standards of a tomb, there was nothing, not even a mechanism, but it was like an ordinary mountainside passage.

The drunkard monk frowned, feeling weird.

However, it can also be explained, after all, there is not a rich prince buried here, and there will be no expensive burial objects. This is a place where evil cultivators with ulterior motives are used to 'cultivate'.

"Huh? Stop it! ā€

When he was about to walk to the main burial chamber, the drunkard monk at the front suddenly stopped, his face changed, and his eyes looked ahead uncertainly.

"What's wrong?" Dong Wangye asked.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong." The Buddha beads in the hands of the drunkard monk turned quickly, his eyes glanced around, and his face suddenly changed greatly: "This tomb has not been opened in the last week, but has been opened for at least more than a year!" (To be continued.) )