In the hazy fog,

Just after the man committed suicide and cut himself in two from his waist,

and the sword fell,

Cut off a person who kept struggling, and he actually borrowed his upper body on the other party's lower body.

"It's really troublesome... Change the lower body ...... every day."

"My body is too toxic... Even the activity of the lower body cells and the residual life essence of the Night Wanderer can't withstand the poisonous invasion of my body......"

In the mist, the whispering voice of a middle-aged man was heard.

I saw that the original lower half of the body that was cut off by this man's waist, when it broke away from his upper body, quickly withered in the blink of an eye, sores, and pus, especially the wound, and it was even more poisonous black smoke with a fishy smell and vomiting.

And the man who was cut in half on the ground did not die immediately, but still struggled with pain and anger on the ground. Bang!

At this moment, a dried corpse, as if attracted by the sound here, fell from the sky, and a large number of rocks flew on the spot.

The upper body on the ground, which was still struggling with pain and anger, was directly stoned to death on the spot.

Thus fell into the blessed land.

......

At this time, far away in another place, in the ruins of a collapsed palace, Fang Zheng carefully hid in the shadows and did not act rashly.

I saw his eyes, staring at the direction of the fog not far away.

There was a thick smell of blood, and Fang Zheng saw how the old man committed suicide in a crazy way.

He also witnessed the nausea scene that made him unable to look directly at the pork lard mixed with soy sauce rice for the rest of his life......

It's really a god's special taste of lard mixed with soy sauce rice.

Fang Zheng felt that his stomach was about to turn over again, and he felt nausea and convulsions.

And just when Fang Zheng's stomach was turning over the river and the sea, he heard a pop, and the head of the old man who was talking to himself was once again smashed by the dried corpse that fell from the sky, and exploded.

Let's go!

Because of the huge pressure, one of the eyeballs flew far away with nerves and a piece of flesh, and a ball of flesh and eyeballs was just attached to a broken wall in Fangzheng's hiding place.

For a while, the three eyes were facing each other.

Just when Fang Zheng was about to decide, take something to poke out the eyeball on the wall and poke it into the corner, although he was used to seeing corpses, it didn't mean that he could be psychologically cold-blooded and sick enough to stay with corpses, or look at an eyeball for hours without blinking, however, at this time!

Like a ball of eyeballs stuck on the wall, it suddenly blinked without warning.

Founder: "......"

Ready to take the branch, poke out the eyeballs of the square, the expression on his face was stunned.

The movement in his hands couldn't help but pause.

What the hell, was it an illusion just now, I seemed to see the eyeball blinking? Fang Zheng frowned slightly, and when he took the branch and gently poked the eyeball that was pasted on the wall, the eyeball really blinked again.

It's like a human eyelash falling into the eye and being stimulated to blink involuntarily.

Fang Zheng poked the eyeball again curiously and teasingly.

The eyeballs keep blinking.

Fang Zheng was amazed in his heart.

As the world is no longer peaceful, the world is becoming more and more bizarre, and all kinds of wonders, fairies, and ghosts have all come out.

Just when Fang Zheng was teasing the eyeballs on the wall, he seemed to see some unexpected scene, and suddenly exclaimed.

The dried corpses on the ground outside were gone.

Just a moment when he teased his eyeballs, it was actually under his nose, and disappeared at some point.

"Could it be that all these dried corpses have been resurrected?"

"All of them left on their own?"

Fang Zheng's heart sank slightly.

This is not good news.

In fact, Fang Zheng had long discovered the abnormality of these dried corpses, as long as there was a sound, these dried corpses would fall from the sky and attack people.

When he was running out of the ruins and quickly leaving this place, he had seen with his own eyes that two people had been stoned to death by the dried corpses in the sky.

It was one body after another that smashed people to death.

That's why he hid here and didn't act rashly for the time being.

However, those dried corpses will be resurrected and disappear on the spot, and Fang Zheng saw it for the first time, which couldn't help but make him, who already had an ominous premonition, worry about the situation over there in Longshu Spring again, as well as the safety of the goats.

......

Just when Fang Zheng was preoccupied, carefully watching out if those dried corpses would find out his hiding place, suddenly, he stared at it, and saw that the tissues around his eyeballs, which had been glued to the wall and had not moved, began to squirm, and they were actually squirming outside his hiding place.

Syllable!

Like a fly, Fang Zheng slapped the branch in his hand against the surrounding tissues of the eyeball to prevent it from escaping. And at this time, Fang Zheng also noticed the shocking changes outside!

Outside, the flesh and blood of the old man's skull exploded around him, as if he had come to life, and he actually began to squirm like an eyeball.

Piece by piece!

Slices of minced meat!

Pieces of yellow, yellow, green, and green brains that are still connected to the nerves!

It actually began to combine and heal on its own, and this growth process was very fast, just a few blinks of an eye, and it had actually regrown a complete head.

Then with a grunt in his head, he rolled over to the corpse... The old man, who had regained his head, actually came back to life and slowly stood up with his back to him.

In this scene, Fang Zheng, who was still using branches to fork his eyeballs, saw such an incredible scene for the first time, and was slightly stunned.

Corpse souls?

Ghosts that can't be killed, Fang Zheng can only think of this word.

The old man in front of him knew at a glance that he was definitely not a normal living person.

......

At this time, the old man with his back to Fangzheng, as if looking for something, pressed his palm on his face a few times, then looked around, and finally turned around and looked straight in the direction of Fangzheng.

It was an old face.

The eyeball in the left socket was missing, and a line of blood was gurgling, like a scarlet bloody tear.

And in the eye sockets, there are tentacle-like flesh buds, sticking out of the eye sockets, writhing in the air, searching, as if looking for the lost eyeball.

"Young people, there is an idiom called collecting gold. ”

The old man opened his left eye socket with blood and tears, and a hypocritical and playful smile on his face.

Founder: "......"

It's really a hell of a gold pick.

It turns out that the idiom of picking up gold can still be used like this... You've picked up one of my human organs, excuse me, thank you.

Fang Zheng had this strange feeling at this time.

Fang Zheng was not afraid of the old man.

Eyes are fearless.

"You said you lost an eyeball, I have a golden eyeball, a silver eyeball, and the most ordinary iron eyeball, what kind of eyeball did you drop?" Fang Zheng actually replied to the old man's words with a serious face.

Old man: "......"

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