Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Undead Corpse

Liu Ziang's hand trembled slightly, and he withdrew from the knife.

Immediately, he raised his hand and gently placed it on Xu Ling's head.

Caressing, he turned his head to the fat man and smiled: "Fat man, I didn't expect it, there is a person in this world who has lived longer than you?" I'm afraid you're going to call Xiao Ling'er a little ancestor. ”

Among the three, only the fat man found out that Xu Ling'er had lived for at least two thousand years, and his eyes were amused and a little excited.

He seems to be the roughest, but in fact he is the most sensible.

From the beginning to this point, he knew one thing very well, even if Ling'er had a lifespan of more than two thousand years, she was just an ordinary person.

As long as it's not an evil thing, what's so good?

Liu Ziang's mind was racing, and he also figured it out.

He has never rejected immortals, but it's a pity that immortals are all monsters.

The first emperor set up the Punishment God Division, and what he killed was just a false god and evil thing.

Otherwise, the black snake outside, he would have slashed it without hesitation!

Ling'er is two thousand years old, but she's not a monster.

Appearance is not, and neither is habit.

Naturally, that was not the target of the Divine Division.

Even at that moment, an extremely absurd idea popped up in his head.

If Ling'er really lived for more than two thousand years under normal circumstances.

If he can marry her and have a son, maybe he doesn't have to kill the source of immortality, and the descendants of the Liu family can also lift the curse of only living 30 years old.

At that moment, he not only had the slightest idea of killing Ling'er, but even ecstasy.

It's just that there is no corresponding expression on his face.

And the reason why she put her hand on the Pu knife.

The purpose is completely opposite, to protect Ling'er.

Of course, the person who defended was none other than Xu Ling!

Although Xu Ling also came to find the immortal evil thing, the purpose seemed to be to kill the immortal evil thing.

But this is only her side of the story.

After so long, Liu Ziang had already guessed that there must be a consortium behind Xu Ling.

What is this consortium trying to do? I'm afraid it's not easy!

And don't forget what Xu Ling's mantra is.

It's 'science'!

Even if Liu Ziang is half-scientifically illiterate, there is one thing he still knows.

By now, science has evolved.

And life expectancy has also become a topic that science wants to study thoroughly.

Immortality has changed from alchemy and immortality in ancient times to scientific research today.

God knows if Xu Ling will have thoughts about Ling'er after realizing that she is an immortal for more than two thousand years.

If she let Chen Shan rush up and face more than a dozen guns, he wouldn't dare to be careless.

Fortunately, Xu Ling's heavy drink made him understand that Xu Ling didn't have this mind.

As for Xu Ling, after knowing that Xu Ling was more than 2,000 years old, he was afraid that it was none other than Liu Ziang.

Who Liu Ziang is, she also investigated it clearly.

What she was afraid of was that Liu Ziang would not hesitate to cut the bell with a knife.

After all, the Liu family has been cursed by 'immortality' for more than 2,000 years, and generations will not live to be 30 years old!

Such a family, to put it mildly, is not a normal person.

Fortunately, Liu Ziang's behavior made her feel at ease.

At the same time that Liu Ziang put her hand on Ling'er's little head, she immediately rushed to Ling'er, held her head and took a sip.

Looking at her reddened eyes, Xu Ling smiled: "I can't call you Ling'er anymore, I want to call you Little Ancestor!" ”

Ling'er's eyes, which were already red, could no longer stop her tears.

stood on tiptoe and kissed Xu Ling's face, and immediately hugged Liu Ziang's arm: "Dad, I'm sorry, I shouldn't lie to you." ”

"I don't have anything to lose anyway!" Liu Ziang shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Then he looked at Xu Ling strangely.

One thing he's really weird.

From the moment Xu Lingda saw Ling'er, he had a good impression of her inexplicably.

If it weren't for Ling'er's height of almost 1.5 meters, Liu Ziang estimated that she would directly recognize Ling'er as her daughter.

Glancing at her secretly, Liu Ziang said to Ling'er who was holding her again: "Then Ling'er, should you tell me everything you know." ”

Ling'er kept saying that she had forgotten Taoyuan Immortal Village.

Apparently this is lying!

Ling'er nodded and immediately pointed to the sarcophagus.

"Dad, this man isn't dead yet!"

"Not dead?" Everyone turned around at the same time.

The fat man jumped in front of the coffin and lifted the lid of the coffin that was halfway open.

His pupils glanced at the man in the coffin with a blue light, and shook his head at Liu Ziang: "Impossible, he's dead!" ”

"There wasn't even a speck of blood in his body."

"It's really dead, I remember seeing him."

Ling'er touched her head slightly, then turned her head to look out of the door, with a strange expression: "And I still remember that before I went out, the village was not like this." ”

"There are still a lot of people in the village, so many small animals, so lively!"

It's just that the more she talked, the more ugly Ling'er's expression became.

At the end, her fleshy little hand patted her head gently.

As soon as she turned around, she hugged Liu Ziang again.

"Dad, that's all I remember. But I'm sure he's alive. Everyone in the village is alive. ”

"I'm alive too!" Done, she added.

Liu Ziang raised his hand and touched Ling'er's face lightly and smiled at her.

Xu Ling hugged Ling'er away violently.

"Liu Ziang, Ling'er is not a little girl, don't eat tofu indiscriminately!"

Glaring at Liu Ziang, Xu Ling said to Ling'er: "Ling'er, you can't call him Dad." Don't keep hugging him and letting him touch him. You're a big girl, you know? ”

"Hey!" The fat man waved his hand with a relaxed face: "Lao Liu is not a bad person. ”

"Little Ancestor Ling'er, it's okay!"

"Alright, can you be serious!" Liu Ziang turned his head and rolled his eyes at the fat man and Xu Ling.

As he spoke, he reached into the sarcophagus. "I don't look at what time it is, and I'm still talking about this!"

Reaching into the sarcophagus, I felt a cool sensation at first.

This is the feeling brought about by the fog in the coffin!

The fog was so thick that only the body of the person in the coffin could be faintly seen.

Liu Ziang was not afraid, and when he sank further, he touched the man.

Cold!

Such as ice cubes.

At least minus Celsius.

In such an environment, it is absolutely impossible for people to survive.

Of course, there are exceptions.

"The secret art of immortality?"

If this person has been transformed by the secret art of immortality, then it is a different matter!

Without doubting Ling'er's words, Liu Ziang touched it again.

"Huh?" Touching the bottom of the coffin, Liu Zi raised his brows and furrowed slightly.

Then with a grab, Liu Ziang pulled his hand out.

I saw him clutching a handful of black dirt in his hand.

"What is this?" Xu Ling and the fat man asked Liu Ziang at the same time.

Liu Ziang looked at it, put it between his nose and sniffed it, and finally shook his head, "I don't know!" ”

"But the burial method of putting soil in the coffin has never been even here in Xiangxi!"

"Is he dead or not?" Xu Ling hurriedly asked again.

Liu Ziang shook his head again, and then could only ask Ling'er, who was being hugged by Xu Ling, "Ling'er, do you have a way to wake him up?" ”

"Can't!" Ling'er hurriedly shook her head, "And he's a monster, if he wakes up, he'll eat people!" ”

"Cannibalism?" Liu Ziang and the fat man frowned.