Chapter 45: The Monkey King's Corpse

"You... Not... It's okay... Thing. ”

Suddenly, a soft and warm little hand pressed on Zhao Zhiyuan's back, his body relaxed a little, and finally exhaled faintly.

"Let's go."

"One-eyed and three-tailed, like a lynx, this should be ridiculous." In the Beijing Bureau, Fenghua listened to the description of the two, said with certainty, and then took out a small notebook to record something.

"Brother, I... I... Here you go... Report... Revenge. At this time, Feng Mao has the usual cold appearance, like a child who has done good deeds and expects his parents to praise him.

Fenghua didn't say anything, just put down the pen in his hand and gently stroked Fengmao's head, Fengmao was a little shy, but a little enjoyable.

Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the two brothers and sisters, a little unlucky, and he didn't come back to his senses until Li Hong patted him.

"What do you think, take a good rest during this time, aren't you happy to go out and walk around, let me tell you, come to a big job, and find traces of the corpse again."

"Ah, okay." Zhao Zhiyuan was still a little confused, and subconsciously replied.

Li Hong slapped him again, "What's wrong, why do you get stupid when you go out." ”

"Huh? Sister Li, I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't notice you, you said that there was a corpse again. ”

"This kid, what are you thinking about every day, prepare to prepare, and go over with Bozi and them in a few days."

"Hey, okay, Sister Li."

A few days later, Zhao Zhiyuan embarked on a journey to find the corpse, which was indeed quite painful, because the location of this trip was a desert no man's land in the northwest.

Desert, no man's land, you can listen to these two things, Zhao Zhiyuan is also a serious northeast body, afraid of heat and cold, he feels that climbing snow mountains is better than this desert.

"Brother Hua, give me some water to drink." Zhao Zhiyuan said a little hoarsely, although his first mission was in the desert, but that time it was not a no-man's land, he was not as hot as now, he had little experience and drank most of the water he brought, but under Sun Xin's reminder, the rest of the water was not daring to drink anymore, no, he paid attention to Fenghua.

Of course, he didn't care about the water brought by Fenghua, the water brought by everyone was quantitative, you drank other people's water, what others drank, Zhao Zhiyuan is not so calf.

Fenghua smiled helplessly, a few people found a shady place with rocks to shelter, sat down to rest, Fenghua put his hand on the sand, felt it, and slowly lifted it up, a layer of water vapor was pumped out with his hand, this is the water contained in the sand layer below, someone who has watched the wild survival program should know that when you are thirsty in the desert, you can dig up the sand above, and hold the moist sand below in your mouth, you can absorb the moisture inside.

Fenghua's palm turned over, and the water vapor condensed into four small water balls in his hands, several people opened their mouths, and the water balls flew into their mouths under Fenghua's control, and Fenghua himself swallowed one.

Zhao Zhiyuan took the water balloon in his mouth, felt the cool taste, and swallowed it slowly one by one, and finally smashed it.

"I have to go back to Brother Hua this time, if you don't suffer from the old sin, don't worry Brother Hua, go back and my brother will arrange for you."

Fenghua smiled, disagreed, got up to check, and suddenly frowned, and his face was a little solemn.

"Zhiyuan, come and see what the situation is over there."

Zhao Zhiyuan looked in the direction of Fenghua's finger, the sky there was a little dim and dim, and he couldn't help but look at it seriously.

"Brother Hua, I look a little familiar with this scene, how can it be a little similar to the sandstorm in the capital." As soon as Zhao Zhiyuan's "ah" word came out, his mouth couldn't be closed, and he also thought of it, the sandstorm in the desert, isn't that a sandstorm.

Don't look at this sandstorm is only one word less than a sandstorm, but this power is not the same, it is really sand, it can bury you alive. The reason why the caravans that traveled the Silk Road in ancient times all brought camels, except that camels were suitable for walking in the desert, was to deal with this sandstorm. When a sandstorm comes, the camels are placed in a circle, and people stay in the middle to escape.

But they don't have camels, but fortunately they still have grace.

"All after me." Fenghua has already taken out the heavenly and human hexagram plate.

The speed of this sandstorm was extremely fast, just now I saw that it was still in the sky, and after a while, the wind swept with a large number of sand grains.

Fenghua drove the sand to form a semi-circular cover, and several people hid inside, and the sand particles on the cover were constantly blown away, but there were countless sand to fill it.

The sandstorm lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally passed, Zhao Zhiyuan and they were all a little lucky, fortunately, Fenghua asked to come together this time, which really saved them a lot of trouble.

The sand cover dispersed, and a few people were just about to continue moving forward, when Zhao Zhiyuan suddenly rubbed his left eye and looked forward again.

"There is a situation ahead, everyone is on alert."

Sun Xin and Fenghua hurriedly leaned back, Zhang Yibo rushed forward, pulled out the candlelight on his back, and Zhao Zhiyuan gathered a white airflow in his hand.

"Did you find a corpse?"

"There was a humanoid creature walking in front of me, and the image was quite weird, I suspect it was a corpse."

After a while, the image of a person slowly appeared in front of me, and I can really only say that it has the image of a human being, because it is too thin.

It is said that there are skin and bones, no two or two flesh, this thing is really, if it is not wrapped in something black and wrinkled, which looks like skin, it is a skeleton walking, with a thick chain tied to the right calf, hanging to the ground, dragged by it, with its hands behind its back, as if tied by something, and between its back-bound arms, a long piece of wood is carried on its back.

Fenghua rubbed a few mustaches on his chin, thoughtfully, but Sun Xin had already opened his fellowship with Zhang Yibo. At this time, Zhao Zhiyuan was a little aggrieved, because after opening his comrade, the ability of his left eye almost invalidated these corpse statues, but every time his containment and the indestructible attack power of the golden air flow were indispensable, so he had to follow every time.

They waited for more than an hour, but the statue actually stopped a few hundred meters away from them, and the wood behind it slammed into the ground, and the statue leaned on it, no longer moving forward.

Zhao Zhiyuan and the others were all stunned by this, "Why don't we go over?" ”

"Wait, beware of deception." Sun Xin is still more stable, and I think I should take another look.

After waiting for another half an hour, Zhao Zhiyuan's hands drooped.

"Let's go over and take a look, Brother Sun, what's the fraud, it can also use the wood behind it to make four benches (there are places in the Northeast that call the two benches in poker)."

Sun Xin was also a little embarrassed, and the four of them could only step forward to check.

When everyone came closer, they took a real look at the corpse, it was indeed very thin, there was no human form, it was iron gray, the same color as the wood behind them, and its face was expressionless, even Zhao Zhiyuan and they did not react when they walked in front of it.

"Or just get it." The corpse statue didn't react, and it couldn't be consumed, so it could only be done first on his own side.

Zhang Yibo picked up the candlelight, and first slashed at the head of the corpse, and with a "dang" sound, the corpse was smashed into the sand, but the head was still intact, but Zhang Yibo was almost shaken off by the force of the rebound.

Zhang Yibo looked at the head of the corpse, and then looked at the candle in his hand, some unbelievers cut off the corpse one after another, and the sound of "jingling" was endless, but the candle did not leave even a little scar on the corpse.

"Bozi, you take a break, let me try." Zhao Zhiyuan gathered a white air flow in his hand, and after Zhang Yibo flashed to the side, he shot directly at the corpse statue, the white air flow stayed on the corpse's chest for a while, and finally dissipated, and then, Zhao Zhiyuan shot out a red air current, the red air flow slowly and leisurely flew towards the corpse statue, the corpse still did not dodge, the red air flow touched the body of the corpse statue, and in an instant the corpse was surrounded by a flame that exuded high temperature, Zhao Zhiyuan and they hurriedly dodged away.

There seemed to be nothing to burn on this corpse statue, and the flames lasted on it for a few minutes before it was extinguished, and Zhao Zhiyuan's red and white air currents shot out alternately, but he still couldn't help the corpse statue, and Zhao Zhiyuan himself was made out of breath.

"Stand back, everybody, let me come." I saw Fenghua raise the heavenly and human hexagram plate, a dark cloud in the sky has already gathered, lightning and thunder in the dark clouds, suddenly, a lightning split, thunder, electric light shrouded the corpse, after dispersing, the corpse statue still has an arc remaining, but the corpse is like an old monk in general, I don't know the pain, no sorrow and no joy.

Zhao Zhiyuan felt that a few of them were the same as the heavenly soldiers and generals around the Jade Emperor in "Journey to the West", and this corpse statue was the Monkey King who was caught before the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and he used all the tricks against it, but he couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yibo was a little stunned, they couldn't hurt the corpse, and the corpse didn't resist, the first time they encountered this situation.

"This corpse hasn't moved for a long time, why don't you try to resist it directly." Zhao Zhiyuan had a bad idea, but now everyone has no good way.

"Why don't you try it, Bozi, you can go."

Zhang Yibo stepped forward to pull the corpse statue, but he didn't expect it to be quite heavy, Zhang Yibo got closer, increased his strength, and the corpse statue was pulled out of the sand by him, but he didn't notice that the chain on the corpse's right foot was like a swimming snake, shaking and crawling towards his left foot.

"Be careful." Zhao Zhiyuan watched it from the side, and hurriedly reminded them.

But the chain was too close for Zhang Yibo to react, and the chain climbed up to his left foot and wrapped around it.

Zhang Yibo put down the corpse statue as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood on the spot, his body seemed to be pumped, and quickly dried up, just like the corpse statue next to him, skin and bones, his eyes were blank, and his body was iron gray.

"Bozi." Zhao Zhiyuan shouted and was about to rush up, but was tightly held by Sun Xin and Fenghua.