Volume 1 The Nose Torturer Chapter 83 The Ancient Stack of the Mountain Village (I)

The night in Xiangxi is not the lights of the town,

It's not the singing and dancing around the campfire.

Instead, they have crossed countless mountain roads and crossed rivers and streams.

He suddenly stopped and entered the deep forest in front of him.

Don't be afraid of the occasional bright pupil poking out in the forest,

Just look up at the night sky and look for the light of the moon through the gaps in the leaves.

Close your eyes and enjoy the breeze accompanied by the sound of insects - this is the night view of Xiangxi.

It was early in the morning

The already sparsely populated mountain forest is even quieter

It was so quiet that even the insects and beasts seemed to be asleep, and the sound of the breeze blowing through the blades of grass and swaying could be heard clearly.

A few "bangs" sounded in the bushes, and then fell silent......

After a long while, a figure of "Teng" suddenly stood up, but this person didn't even "sit, support" or practice Jiazi's bending and stretching movements.

It just stood up straight and straight.

The moon in Xiangxi is very bright, and the scenery is even clearer than the street lamps in the city. Seeing that this person was only wearing a thin coat in the past, he couldn't help but feel a little chilly in this late autumn forest, but he didn't care at all, and after getting up, he didn't move, and he still stood there straight.

"Whoa......

Suddenly, there was a murmur of blades of grass.

"Wow-wow......"

It was noticeably more frequent than before, and a whole blade of grass shook and shook until the end.

Another black shadow of "Teng" burst out, extremely fast, and passed through the forest for a while before stopping, and the two long ears shook twice—it turned out to be a hare.

A low roar suddenly came from the side, and then a black shadow pressed straight over like a dark cloud, this little creature that had just emerged was really frightened, and its ears were close to its back and trembled, but the low roar obviously did not have any pity, and it was bitten up, and then the "click" sound of the muscles and bones were bitten off, and the blood splattered in all directions, falling straight into the mouth of the invading sound.

"Gollum...... Hmmm......"

The figure swallowed contentedly and let out a low, contented roar, and upon closer inspection, it was the one who had just stood upright and motionless. This man's face was extremely pale against the moonlight, and blood-red crystal sand particles oozed from his eyes, nose and ears, but the most vivid thing was a yellow and red letter on his forehead that hung down to his chin - this was clearly the living corpse of the team in the corpse drive!

The corpse chasing team is inseparable from the corpse craftsman, and every living corpse must follow the corpse craftsman without leaving his side, even after arriving at the destination, the corpse craftsman will collect the charm and return to the soul. It can be said that because of the existence of the corpse maker, the corpse can move. Now this living corpse has not only left the team, but has also attacked the living creature.

"Knock-knock-"

The living corpse twisted its head halfway around to look behind him, but before he could turn around, he hurriedly jumped a few times to adjust his posture, and then squeezed out two words hoarsely in his throat:

"Real ......"

Then he jumped up and down into the mountain trail......

The paths in the wild mountains have no stones and no foundations, and most of them are areas with slow terrain and no dangerous environment, and passers-by have stepped on the surface vegetation for a long time to gradually smooth out the soil layer.

It's just that this trail is quite peculiar, and the road that should be smooth and extended has a pothole every ten centimeters, as if it has been smashed by a hammer, and even the whole road has been smashed.

"Knock-knock-"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a voice not far away, and as the sound approached, a figure appeared—it was the living corpse of Fang Cai. I saw that it was still jumping up and down unhurriedly, and every time it landed, it happened to step into the potholes on the road.

After traveling like this for a while, a weather-beaten inn was reflected on the side of the mountain road, and a sign with long indistinguishable handwriting hung obliquely on the fence outside the courtyard, and occasionally the breeze swept by and squeaked and swayed. The shopkeeper didn't seem to care much about the details, and there were more weeds in the yard than there was vegetation on both sides of the road.

Besides, the living corpse stopped outside the inn, turned its face stiffly and sniffed the courtyard, and then made a "cooing" sound from its throat that didn't know what kind of mood it reflected, anyway, it turned around and jumped in very happily.

The front hall of the inn is very wide, with several rooms on each side, and the door of the room is only covered by a curtain. When I entered the room, there was only a bunk to rest in, but when I looked closely, every room was empty.

The originally very quiet hall seemed to have a low groan at this time, and he turned his head to look over, just in time for the moonlight to peek out of the thin clouds through the window, but countless figures were reflected on the floor of the hall - it turned out that the front hall of the inn was crowded with people, but these people were very orderly and noisy, and the crowd stood so straight, and then looked at the firm face without half a trace of blood, and a paper note with red letters on a yellow background was so stable that it hung down in the middle of the forehead.

"Squeak-squeak!"

At this time, the door of the inn was opened, and a very eager figure jumped in, but the one under his feet was not paying attention to the door frame, and he fell straight down.

"Hmm......"

"Whew......"

This movement caused everyone in the hall to turn their heads to look at the door, and their feet jumped together, and there were bursts of low roars from their mouths.

With bloodthirsty excitement.

Several mouths and noses reached out to the fallen person, only to feel cold and stiff to the touch, without any breath of a living person, only to realize that it was the same kind, and immediately lost the excitement just now, and jumped back to the place in a daze.

The atmosphere of silence in the hall was restored......

"Hmph-"

A contemptuous cold voice came, and then I saw that all the living corpses in this hall looked up and turned to the staircase leading to the second floor, where a figure in black appeared.

"Real ...... Real ......"

The living corpse kept moaning.

"You-"

The man in black pointed to the living corpses and said, and the latter was very obedient and stopped. "It's not long since the spirit opened, just listen for a while."

Even so, the living corpse below still kept nodding, showing great respect for the man in black.

"Although you lowly ants have received the message, the real person still told me that it is already the fifth wave these days......"

When the man in black said "real person", he didn't forget to bow to the sky with his fists, only to hear him continue: "You should have returned to your hometown and reincarnated in the earth, but you are nostalgic for the fetters of the world, and you don't want to suffer from the Lechuan River......

Hearing the word "return to yang" at the end, the living corpses obviously became excited, and the posture of nodding and bowing was no problem.

"So...... Your task after that is to help the real people collect the blood and soul of the living as much as possible, whether they are men, women, old or young, for the sake of the unification of the Three Realms, these sacrifices are necessary......"

The black-clothed man's voice turned cold, and he hurriedly reined in his movements and quieted down again. "If anyone disobeys, they will be withdrawn from the spiritual wisdom of the real person, and you should know what will happen in the end......"

The man in black obviously didn't want to say more to this group of "humble ants", so he waved one hand and made a "retreat" gesture, and then saw that the living corpses in the hall lined up in a long line and jumped out of the inn after receiving the order.

A loud "bang" suddenly came from outside, and the wooden door that had been falling was instantly swept away, and several living corpses that had just jumped out flew back and smashed against the wall, and several figures reflected in the moonlight stepped in, one of them said:

"Zombie gathering, I don't know if it's stronger or weaker than in the movie?"