Chapter Seventy-Four: A Rotting Corpse Emerges
Jiang Yimeng cautiously followed behind me and Old Man Xiao, and the darkness that could not be seen completely enveloped everything in the village.
At this time, the surroundings were quiet, and there was not even the sound of insects. The only thing I could hear was the breathing and heartbeat of the three of us.
"Wow! Wow! Wow! A few baby cries suddenly came from an abandoned temple in front of them, and this terrible cry seemed particularly permeable in the dark and silent night sky.
Jiang Yimeng quietly grabbed my arm, and the long nails were already deeply sunk in the flesh.
"Grab it! It hurts! I gently rubbed the place where Jiang Yimeng scratched and hurt. Jiang Yimeng's embarrassed little face turned red, and then he quickly let go of the hand that grabbed my arm, and took out a small and delicate flashlight from his pocket and turned it on. A pale light pierced the dark night sky and shone on the ground.
The baby's voice, which was crying just now, was gone, and it seemed to be startled by the light from the flashlight.
"Shhhh There are people in front. Old man Xiao patted me lightly on the shoulder.
"Where? Let me see. Jiang Yimeng took the flashlight and flew towards the old man Xiao.
Sure enough, on the knee-high weeds in front of him, a gray figure was staggering slowly towards the ruined temple, but the clothes on the figure's body were hanging in tatters, and they were swaying constantly as the figure moved.
"I think he's a drunk! Scared the hell out of me. Jiang Yimeng's voice became significantly louder.
"Shhhh This is a ghost village, no one has entered the village for more than 100 years, how can there be a drunk here? Besides, that drunkard will show up in the middle of the night in the long-abandoned village?" I suddenly remembered that this was a village that had been abandoned for more than a hundred years, and how could there be a drunk here.
"Huh? So what is he not a drunk? Could it be... Jiang Yimeng understood as he spoke, the one in front of him was not a drunk at all, but a thing that should not exist in this world.
"So what do we do?" Jiang Yimeng looked at me in horror, and then pressed the flashlight in his hand on the palm of his hand, and the light of the flashlight dimmed a lot.
"He seems to have spotted us, boy, protect Mengmeng!" Old man Xiao looked at the figure who changed direction and walked slowly towards us.
"Mengmeng, you better hide behind Lao Xiao! Let me deal with that figure! I patted Old Man Xiao on the shoulder: "Old Xiao, let me come!" You protect Dream Dream in the back! ”
"It's okay too! Be careful, you kid! Old man Xiao took a step to the side, and then squatted next to Jiang Yimeng.
I looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and pulled out the bronze dagger from my waist and grabbed it in my hand, just waiting for the figure to approach my attack range. I held my breath, clutching the bronze dagger, staring at the figure that was getting closer.
As I got closer, I finally got a good eye out of the figure. To be precise, it wasn't a human at all, but a decomposing corpse. Because it was scarred all over its body, every wound was crawling with white maggots, and as it moved, the maggots on its body kept falling down, and the maggots that fell on the ground were writhing constantly. Fortunately, my heart was able to bear it well, and I didn't spit it out directly.
Bones were already visible on its rotting face, and two cloudy white eyes like dead fish were looking at me, and the strong smell of rancid flesh swept over it. I covered my nose, and it smelled like a rotting dead fish that had been exposed to the sun for a long time.
Even though I had covered my nose, the smell still went straight into my mind.
"It stinks! Vomit! Jiang Yimeng was so smoked by this strong rancid smell that he couldn't stand it, and let out a burst of retching from time to time.
"This shouldn't be a zombie! The zombie's body is extremely hard, and it is as hard as copper skin and iron bones. It can't rot at all," I said, turning my head to look at Old Man Xiao behind me, who was about to vomit.
"How the hell do I know what the hell this is! Vomit... It stinks so much... Vomit! Old man Xiao was smoked by this smell and spit it out directly.
I pinched my nose and continued to observe the carrion that was getting closer and closer, only the corpses that had just died were overgrown with maggots! This village has been abandoned for hundreds of years, where is there such a fresh corpse? And there is no cemetery nearby.
Just as I was thinking about how there could be a corpse covered with maggots here, I suddenly noticed that a black needle was stuck in the corpse's celestial spirit cover.
"Old Xiao, look at its head." I shouted loudly to the old man Xiao next to me.
"There's a needle on its head? What's going on here? Old man Xiao looked at me confused.
"I know, this is a kind of corpse control technique in southern Xinjiang, called needle corpse technique." I finally understood why there was such a fresh corpse that was rotting.
"Lao Wang, what is the needle corpse technique?" Jiang Yimeng looked at me with a disgusting rancid smell.
"You wait for me, I'll fix it! It's just a yin and yang puppet corpse controlled by the needle corpse technique, let it see the power of the bronze dagger in my hand! I turned my head and commanded, then grabbed the bronze dagger and rushed towards the rotting corpse that was slowly walking by.
"Whew!" As soon as the rotting corpse saw me rushing towards it, it raised its head and opened its mouth, and a cloud of white flowers sprayed at me.
"! It's maggots?" I exclaimed, and quickly turned around and burrowed behind the carrion. And the ground where I had just stood was already a mass of white writhing maggots. The maggots were covered with milky white liquid, and as soon as the green grass next to them touched the maggots or the milky white liquid on the maggots, they suddenly became dry, and wisps of white smoke were rising on the ground. It seems that the maggots spewed out by the carrion corpse are not only powerful and numerous, but also the kind that is violently poisonous. Thinking of this, I hurriedly shouted at Old Man Xiao and Jiang Yimeng, "Be careful! It will spray maggots to hit people, and the maggots are poisonous. ”
"Boy! Leave us alone, take care of yourself first! Old man Xiao grabbed a cloak made of unknown materials in his hand and blocked it in front of him.
The maggots spewed out by the carrion were blocked by the cloak, and the venom on the maggots did not seem to have any effect on the cloak.
The maggots spewing out of the mouth of the carrion are actually very poisonous, and it seems that this corpse must also be poisonous, and it must be dealt with without touching the carrion.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly pulled out the rope from my backpack. Tie a set of sleeves to the neck of the rotting corpse, and then pull hard. The carrion was immediately tightly encased by me, but it still kept struggling.
"It's all like this, aren't you honest?" I cursed, then struck the air with an eagle, leaping high and slashing off the carrion's head with a single sword.
My severed head rolled out of the ground several meters away, and more dense maggots emerged from the rotting corpse's broken neck cavity.