There were shouts everywhere, there were calls for help everywhere.

Among these noisy sounds, the sound of submachine guns was like a heavenly sound, but it was only a momentary sound of nature.

Countless living dead heard the sound of gunfire like sharks seeing blood, and immediately swarmed here, with a momentum that would not stop until they tore their prey apart.

Who the hell came up with the concept of the living dead?

Rao is Meng Haoran, as a good girl who is polite and has a new style, can't help but scold at this time.

These things are fundamentally different from zombies, and the reason why these people are called the living dead is because their facial features still retain the human senses.

Joy and sorrow can even be expressed on the faces of these people, and the speed and mobility of these people tend to be normal people.

Meng Haoran hurriedly left the bar, since the large number of living dead people just now had already gone after those large number of guests, so there were not too many living dead in the hall at this stage.

However, this also means that a large number of living dead are already scattered in this large building, which is referred to by the large building because of the appearance of the building as a church hospital.

But when you actually come in, the interior is decorated like a Western-style villa, and the level of luxury in the decoration here is staggering.

Meng Haoran secretly cheered himself up, could it be that if he was sealed away and became an ordinary person again, he lost the blood, courage, determination and will that he once took risks?

Weakness is not scary, what really makes people fail is stupidity and cowardice.

And bravery does not mean a blind charge, but the zombie tide here is really terrifying, and the top priority is to rush out of this small place first.

But then again, why is it that I always face these horrible things by myself every time?

As the saying goes, men and women match, and fighting monsters is not tiring.

From this point of view, Wu Xiaoyan really hates it.

Meng Haoran turned around and walked out at that time, and what was even more shocking was that the door was not closed, this situation only represented a meaning, that is, the outside was more dangerous than the inside.

The MP7 submachine gun in his hand did not bring safety to Meng Haoran, but Meng Haoran still rolled up his skirt to make his movements more flexible.

At the moment when Meng Haoran was about to run out of the door, he suddenly felt an alarm in his heart, and immediately stopped his body stiffly.

At this moment, a huge axe like a door panel smashed through the gorgeous gate in front of him, and a huge ironclad knight stood outside, only a pair of fiery red eyes exposed.

In between gestures, those eyes seemed to have fiery red light effects.

At the same time, a group of fat men with chainsaws walked in, and the roar of chainsaws mixed with the wails of some of the wounded made the atmosphere even more tense.

It seemed that this road was impassable, and Meng Haoran had no choice but to turn around and run to the second floor.

Although the terrifying rate of fire consumes a lot of bullets, it does have a very good effect in the face of a dense crowd of living dead.

The ironclad knight walked in like a giant at this moment, and Meng Haoran retreated to the second floor, after shooting a few living dead people through the door panel.

Meng Haoran successfully escaped from the back door of the second floor along the spiral staircase, and Meng Haoran, who ran out, looked at the scene in front of him and was suddenly stunned.

In front of him was a smoky village, and in front of the village grew a large and extremely dense peach grove, through which an extremely wide river flowed.

This scene transition is a bit big, and Meng Haoran, who was shaking for a while, couldn't react.

In front of you is a Western-style villa with a European luxury style, but through the villa you will see a village where you can clearly see the smoke of cooking at night.

The noisy roar of the living dead in the rear made Meng Haoran have no time to think about it, there was a flat boat on the side of the wide river in front of him, and there was no boatman.

If it weren't for this situation, the situation was really critical, Meng Haoran really wanted to say something.

The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li, the geese are frightened, and the sound is broken in Hengyang.

Interestingly, when Meng Haoran arrived on the ship, the outfit on his body changed again.

A white robe with a sword at his waist.

A strip of red cloth, gently tied up the jet-black hair, and finally Meng Haoran was himself.

There were no oars on the boat, but the boat moved on its own, and it was really just moving by the waves.

This is really a long river, not by oars, but by waves.

It's not the wind, it's not the wind.

It's not the ship that moves, it's not the people who move.

In this way, under the influence of idealism, a mysterious force crossed Meng Haoran's boat across the big river in front of him.

After crossing the river, there was a stone monument by the river, and it was written like this.

In the river of Dunxue, there are hot winds and evil ghosts, and if they meet, they will all die, and there will be no one who is perfect.

There are no birds above, no beasts below, looking all over the pole, wanting to cross the place, then I don't know why.

Only the dry bones of the dead are used as the identification of ears.

Fa Xian's journey to the Buddha country in the palm of his hand is here!

Meng Haoran looked at the handwriting written on the stone tablet, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Especially looking at the nomination under this stele, it seems that the whole thing is not simple.

The scenes Meng Haoran had encountered before were all foreign game scenes, and he had never encountered such an extremely quaint Chinese classical style scene merger.

Especially the Jin Dynasty monk Fa Xian, this name is always said to give Meng Haoran a great shock.

Since the old man Fa Xian said that this place is extremely terrifying, then the horror of this place is far more terrifying than that of the living dead.

I was naturally shaken by the very Westernized name of the House of the Dead, and the ancient Chinese also had a saying that the sky is round and the place is round.

The pavilions and pavilions in classical Chinese architecture are all representatives of the idea of a round sky and a round place.

Therefore, the house of death here actually refers to death, and the sky should be used as a bed by the earth, isn't this a vast house?

At this moment, Meng Haoran felt that the opponent's pattern was quite grand, and the six words fear, grandeur, and unknown resurfaced in his mind again.

It seems that this time I have met an opponent!

In the quiet village ahead, it was already late, why was there still cooking smoke coming out of the corridor!

But the good news was that the riverside where the living dead were chasing came to an abrupt end, and there was reluctance and fear in their eyes.

This is a forest path, with blooming peach blossoms on both sides, and in this mysterious space, Meng Haoran can't tell the four seasons of the year.

I don't know if it's a normal thing to have peach blossoms in this season, as if the peach wood sword can ward off evil spirits, I don't know what the purpose of this peach forest is here.

Thinking of this, Meng Haoran couldn't wait to immediately make up for the knowledge of ancient Chinese demons and gods, but after losing her golden finger, she had already lost the opportunity to hold on to Buddha feet temporarily.

I think if Li He was here, he should be able to guess the current situation with his erudition.

To go in or not to go in, this is a daunting multiple-choice question.

In the end, Meng Haoran chose to enter this village that didn't look good, and the place where Meng Haoran walked in front of him was not so much a path as a ridge in the field.

If you leave aside the peach blossom forest on it, then this is a field.

The entire village, which is wrapped in dense peach blossom forests, only leaves an extremely narrow entrance in front of it, and only one person can enter sideways.

Meng Haoran relied on his tall figure and slowly squeezed in, but after advancing dozens of meters, the front suddenly opened up.

It seems that this terrain belongs to the terrain of the bell mouth, which is narrow in front and wide in the back.

At this time, Meng Haoran thought of the sword in her hand, but when she pulled the ancient sword out of the sheath, she was stunned

It turns out that this thing is a peachwood sword!

It may not be so good!

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