Police cars and ambulances roared in, and everything was handled in a safe and orderly manner.

He went home and tied the door, and double-checked that the door was bolted, and if he continued like this, he would become nervous.

"Why are so many living dead popping up all at once, and they are specifically targeting me, why is that?" Mo Wuwen prepared to go to Dongming Mountain in the morning, and looked for his mobile phone to ask Liu Bo what he knew.

In the early morning of the next day, the news radio station reported that the unknown man was tortured by illness and fell to his death in the hospital, and the citizens who hoped that his information would provide clues to the police.

When he went out, Mo Wuwen suddenly remembered that there was a wooden tablet that had been in the drawer for a long time, and he didn't know how to use it, so he thought about turning around and going back to the room to take it, in case it was of any use, who knows.

When they went downstairs, the two brothers were already waiting for him early, and the supermarket was not yet open, so they went to the store to buy something to eat and called a taxi to go straight to Dongmingshan.

"You remember where I fell." Mo Wuwen turned around and asked the two brothers sitting in the back seat.

"I remember, I remember, Master, you are lucky, if you fall a little bit, it will be an abyss." Li Xiaohe finally rushed to answer.

"What time is it today?"

"The ninth day of the first month."

"Twenty-one days to go before the first day of the new year." Mo Wuwen muttered quietly.

Since the haunting of Dongming Mountain, no one dared to go up the mountain, and Dongming Mountain returned to its former tranquility, and they traveled to the halfway point of the mountain and everything was safe.

"You're going to turn the corner in front of you."

Mo Wuwen was indeed very lucky, there was a protruding platform about half a meter below the edge of the slope, and he happened to fall into the grass as tall as a tree.

But the mountain stream is murmuring, and there is still the shadow of a satchel.

"Xiaomai, let me make a call on your mobile phone, in case the phone still has power ringing."

"It's been two days......"

There is indeed a bell ringing, but the strange sound is from the height of the mountain, looking up, the blue clouds, but seeing the pigeon flying.

"The ringtone of the cell phone seems to come from the mouth of a bird." Li Xiaohe shouted in surprise.

"No way, how is it possible, yes, yes, it's really the sound of the birds." Li Xiaomai trotted all the way over, and after a few minutes, he shouted in surprise, "Here, here, the phone is here." ”

What is amazing is that the mobile phone is actually fully battery, leisurely basking in the sun in the grass.

Mo Wuwen took the lost and recovered mobile phone and took a closer look, thinking that this mobile phone would not be a ghostly spirit, and there would often be some incredible situations.

The group continued to move forward, "I seem to see Lao He." Li Xiaomai pointed to the strange rocks in front of him, and there were figures shaking.

"Lao He, Lao He, Lao He." When he heard nothing, he shouted, and the two brothers followed.

It's really Lao He, his hair is unkempt, his clothes are ragged, he has lost a lot of weight, his eyes are dull, and he mutters, "How do you walk around or this." ”

"Lao He, why are you still here."

"Nothing, quick, let's go down the mountain." He Tiankun tightly tugged on Mo Wuwen's arm.

"You sit down and rest, Xiaomai, and bring Lao He some water and food."

He Tiankun gobbled up, drank a can of beer with a coo, and said: "After I called you for help that day, I kept running in order to avoid those ghosts, and I walked when I couldn't run, and I kept walking from day to night, but I always returned to the same place when I walked around." ”

"What about Zhao Mingxuan." Mo Wuwen remembered that he had also disappeared from that day.

"I don't know, I don't know, we each ran for our lives that day, how could we take care of others." He Tiankun shook his head desperately and sighed.

"Then let's go up the mountain." Mo Wuwen patted He Tiankun on the shoulder.

"Still up the mountain!" He Tiankun jumped up a foot high.

"If you don't go, or you will go down the mountain." Mo Wuwen pointed to the mountain road that they had just stepped on.

"No, no, I'll go with you." He Tiankun was afraid of being alone in the weird Dongming Mountain.

The sound of horses' hooves roared, the dust was blowing, and the Dongming Divine Soldiers were back.

"Ah~." He Tiankun's legs trembled and he almost couldn't stand, while Li Xiaomai looked surprised.

At the end of the day, the porcelain pieces were waiting for the battle, the soldiers were coming to block, the water was coming to cover the earth, and the porcelain soldiers would naturally retreat when they saw them.

The divine soldiers were getting closer and closer, but they suddenly turned around less than ten meters away from them, the horses roared, and the sound of weapons fighting each other came in bursts.

"You guys hide here for a while, and I'll climb up and see what's going on." Mo Wuwen pointed to the tall grass on the edge of the rock.

Climbing to the top of the rock, Mo Wuwen sneaked out and peeked down.

Ah, Mo Wuwen took a hard breath, unable to believe the scene he saw with his own eyes: Shui Sheng and Jia Yong, a murderer and a person who was killed, actually joined forces to fight against the divine soldiers.

I saw that the Yu stabbing Shi big knife that was like Guan Erye alive swung towards the aquatic life, and the aquatic life rolled over one by one to dodge the raised hand is a shot, snapped, the bullet flew up, and hit the heart of Yu Shi's eyebrows, and the blood bloomed like a red poppy, and he fell off the horse in response.

The divine soldier who rushed to the front stabbed with his spear, and the aquatic raised his hand and shot again, hitting the chest with blood splattered with iron armor.

The trees fell and scattered, and they had never seen such a ferocious weapon, and the divine soldiers retreated, waiting for the opportunity to come again.

Shui Sheng waved his hand, and the group of people went straight to the direction of the dragon kiln.

"The Living Dead!" Mo Wuwen almost blurted out, these people don't get rid of endless troubles, where do these people come from, what do they want to do, he doesn't understand, he only knows that these people want to kill him.

Mo Wuwen jumped off the rock and said to Xiaomai Xiaohe, "It's too dangerous to go up the mountain, or you and Lao He will wait for me at the bottom of the mountain." “

"What are you afraid of, every time Master, you can turn evil into good fortune, or teach us some spells in the future and we will help you solve the monsters." Li Xiaomai is not afraid, unlike He Tiankun, who is just trembling.

"Let's go, then." Mo Wuwen was a little worried about them, what if they met the living dead on the way. And he himself has a demon refining pot to deal with the living dead, and it is better to go together.

The pace of the living dead is getting faster and faster, and there is no obstacle along the way, and the dragon kiln is already far away, and it is over this slope.

They began to stomp their feet and wave their fingers to the sky, this scene reminded Mo Wuwen of the carnival of the demons in the Demon King's Mansion, but these living dead did not cheer, and their mouths did not make any sound.

Suddenly ten thousand arrows came down from the mountain and shot the living dead, and the stones fell down the living dead, and the sky was full of blood but there was no howl, and they stood up as if nothing had happened, and stuck arrows in their bodies, and continued to move forward like hedgehogs.

Seeing them cross the slope, Mo Wuwen clenched the demon refining pot and prepared to attack from behind, but saw a golden light flying from the dragon kiln, crackling and exploding in the sky above the crowd, gunpowder smoke coming, and corpses were everywhere.

Among the corpses, Shui Sheng and Jia Yong could not be found, and Mo Wuwen was thinking about how to deal with it, but he only heard a snort, and the corpse turned into wisps of gray smoke and disappeared, and Dongming Mountain returned to calm.

"Don't move, hold your head in your hands." A majestic voice sounded beside him.