The sea of blood dissipated, seven days later.

When all the blood slowly disappeared, and the night fell silently again, a pair of stiff arms stretched out violently in the yellow earth, and then its whole body broke through the deep soil layer with great difficulty, and then a gloomy monster with a heavy smell of earth and fishy stood stiffly in the excellent position of the deep pit, stretched out his arms straight forward, straightened his body, and opened his mouth to the moonlight hidden by the forest leaves, revealing two sharp upper fangs, satisfying the power of absorbing the extreme yin moon.

Yes, this monster is Jiang Yao, a young man who was devoured by the blood mouth of the Styx River who was devoured by the underground god statue he enshrined seven days ago.

At this time, Jiang Yao no longer had the feeling of angina, nor did he have a trace of mood fluctuations, but he felt that a breath in his neck and throat was like a clod of soil in his throat, and this breath, after he woke up, no matter how he swallowed it, it was difficult to dissipate......

"If you are alive, you must fight, and when you die, you must swallow your breath. If the resentment does not go away for a long time, it is a zombie. "Before the trip to Chengdu, Cao Tong's words were in response to Jiang Yao at this time.

It's just that Jiang Yao himself doesn't know what state he is in now, is he a human? Is it a ghost? And is this the realm where Shaogong Wang has built himself into a smug yin corpse?

Jiang Yao closed his mouth contentedly, as if he was a child who had eaten enough milk. In the face of the familiar and unfamiliar moonlight, he kept wandering. Jiang Yao thought that he was not dead, but he did not continue to walk in the seven days of death, and he did not experience the legendary thirteen stations of the underworld, let alone reincarnated, and his body was extremely stiff or that body.

He began to keep recalling, slowly recalling all the memories from the past out of his brain, until early in the morning, the dawn reappeared, and the moonlight was gone, and he remembered why he appeared here and now alone, but there was no longer the mentality of drawing a knife and seeing blood before, as if this matter had nothing to do with him......

"Jiang Village? Jiang Yao? Family? Jiang Yao tried hard to open his mouth and put down his involuntarily stiff arms, so that he had the appearance of an ordinary person, thinking of the things on the shore, and couldn't help but want to leave the place of right and wrong.

Because of his thoughts, Jiang Yao subconsciously kicked the ground, and actually jumped dozens of meters and went ashore directly. And then without any scruples, he walked in the direction of his memory home.

Walk? Can it be faster? Jiang Yao thought about it again in his heart, and worked hard to ponder the "Wind Guarding Technique" he had learned before, but before he could recite the mantra, he took off on the ground, and within two moments, he flew to the front of the house.

The smoke and rain of Lushan and the tide of Zhejiang have not yet arrived. As for the arrival of no other, Lushan smoke and rain Zhejiang tide. Since the last time I saw the door of this house on the street, it has long since lost the misery of the funeral before. It's real and there is no trace of emotion, it's not that Jiang Yao doesn't want to be emotional, it's that he is ruthless.

Jiang Yaosheng couldn't get used to it, and he tried hard to reach out to his neck to smooth the throat that he didn't need anymore. Then push the door and enter.

"Yaozi, Yaozi, you, you...... You're back! "Uncle Shaowujun got up early, but when he saw the people in front of him, he was surprised.

"Uncle!?" Jiang Yao opened his mouth again and replied with a hint of country.

"Hey...... Ay. Shao Wujun didn't know what to say, so he grabbed Jiang Yao's arm: "Hey, Yaozi, why are your arms so hard, go back to the house and rest, it's not dawn yet, you can sleep back." ”

Jiang Yao didn't explain any more, and let the uncle, who still loved him in his memory, pull his arm back to the house, but tried harder to suppress the primitive impulse in his blood to beat and straighten his arms, and tried his best to imitate the middle-aged man's every move and follow him.

After walking through the supermarket that had long been closed, and then pushing open the door, a peachwood sword flew out of the courtyard, the sword with a red light, like a dragon, but faster than a dragon, more like a dark red thunder, straight to Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao pushed away the sturdy uncle and turned to dodge the unwarranted sword. But he didn't want to, although Jiang Yao's body was a little biased and just staggered the flying sword, the flying sword turned and stabbed Jiang Yao's heart.

"Demon, take your life!" The flying sword came first, and the harsh words followed.

"Uncle ——?" Jiang Yao overestimated his agility and underestimated the ability of the flying sword, but he still remembered its owner with this unforgettable wooden sword.

"Yaozi?!" The flying sword flew back into the hands of the person, and this person was unexpectedly Lao Liu, and it was Yang Jinghui who trotted all the way behind Lao Liu.

"Uncle." Jiang Yao glanced at the visitor, and then at his chest, which was as scorching and painful as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was unable to stand for a while, and fell down staggeringly.

"Yaozi!" The uncle came back to the scene, hugged Jiang Yao, and said distressedly: "Master, you are a little ruthless now." ”

"I ......" Lao Liu stretched out his hand and scratched his head, why did he take Jiang Yao.

"Master Liu, what's going on? What happened to Jiang Yao? When Yang Jinghui saw Jiang Yao, he was overjoyed, but when he looked closely, there was already smoke in his chest.

"I ...... I was meditating, and suddenly I felt a powerful corpse qi attacking outside the room, thinking that there was some evil again, so I threw a flying sword, and I didn't think it was Yaozi. Of course, Lao Liu didn't know that he could still find his godson Jiang Yao in this life, after all, he came to hear the news that day, and fought to the death with Nashao Gong Wang for a night, and then turned the pit upside down without seeing a single hair of a young man, and he could only be dead, and believed Shaogong Wang that Jiang Yao had long been devoured by the corpses, and the bones and scum were not left behind.

"Uncle, you're still so ruthless—na!" Jiang Yao still couldn't forget to complain when he was unconscious.

"Master Liu, what's going on?" Although Yang Jinghui felt such a fierce and deep corpse aura, he still pointed to Jiang Yao's chest and asked.

Lao Liu helped Jiang Yao to the chair in the courtyard, picked up Jiang Yao's broken sleeves and took the pulse, and then peeled off his clothes to examine the wound carefully, and finally said slowly: "Become a zombie." ”

"What?! No way? Yang Jinghui hurriedly stepped forward to check like Lao Liu, and sure enough, he stopped talking.

If you are alive, you must fight for your anger, and if you die, you must swallow your breath. If the resentment does not go away for a long time, it is a zombie. And Jiang Yao's death is precisely because of a breath of depression that is difficult to eliminate, and with his undead body and the essence of hematopoiesis, the corpse of the ancients has long been the same.

"Well, what should I do!" As soon as Shao Wujun heard this, his face was already as pale as paper.

"Alas, I really don't know where the Heavenly Dao is going to take people." Yang Jinghui frowned.

"I just took that sword from me, I'm afraid Yaozi is also flying stiff now." Lao Liu knows his strength best, that sword seems to be an understatement, but it has exhausted his strength. And that's it, they didn't kill the zombies who had only sucked the moonlight once and were not stained with blood, they were just injured.

"That'...... Let's not be discouraged, isn't it the first time you have seen such a zombie Master Liu, maybe a miracle can happen to Jiang Yao, a good person before his death and a corpse after death. As the saying goes, if you are a righteous person in life and a zombie after death, you will not be a zombie who has done a lot of evil, Yang Jinghui was afraid that Lao Liu would be eager to eliminate the devil and not take into account the relationship between father and son, so he comforted.

"What you say is reasonable, but people and ghosts have different paths, and there is a difference after all." Lao Liu said, picked up Jiang Yao, who had fallen asleep, and entered the house.

"Uncle, save me, save me!" Not long after entering the house, Jiang Yao's wound was illuminated by the rising red sun, and a thick puff of black smoke came out as if he didn't want money.

"Oh, it's too bad, Xiao Yang quickly closed the curtains, Yaozi can't see the light!" Lao Liu was at a loss, it was easy to kill zombies, but he didn't have the ability to heal zombies, so he had to wrap the wound in layers of thick cloth.

"Master Liu, moonlight, moonlight heals zombie wounds." Yang Jinghui, who was on the side of the bed, said hurriedly.

"Gee, where to find moonshine in broad daylight." Old Liu stomped his feet anxiously.

Low-level zombies absorb some animal blood, slightly more advanced absorb human blood, and high-level zombies absorb the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, especially moonlight. Moonlight is the most precious essence throughout the zombies.

"Evening, wait for the evening." After all, Lao Liu got the avenue, so he relieved himself and said.

"Yaozi, you have long been integrated with Tai Sui, and the eye of heaven is blessed, although everyone has different opinions about you, and even more directly regard you as a thousand years of catastrophe, although you are now a zombie, you must also maintain your pure and good heart, and you must not suck human blood and hurt the innocent, I and your Master Liu will find a way together." Yang Jinghui watched the injury gradually stabilize, and Jiang Yao also calmed down, so he spoke before Lao Liu.

"In the future, go out for an hour at night to absorb the moonlight, it will be good for you." Lao Liu was extremely reluctant, but he still opened his mouth.