1936, night of May 11.

Rain cats and dogs.

The Dadu River, which usually flows rapidly, is more like a tiger out of the cage at this time, and the waves crash against the lofty mountains and cliffs on both banks, making a deafening sound. Like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, thousands of horses are running together. The mountains near and far thundered with lightning and thunder, and those who heard it changed color.

Crow Vortex. A middle-aged man dressed in a cloak held a constantly swinging compass in his hand, his expression solemn. The thick raindrops hit his face, but he didn't care.

A few bolts of lightning flashed. One of them also fell on the surface of the rushing river, the bottom of the river suddenly brightened, looking at the bright river, the man's eyebrows were happy, he muttered: "The fire on the water and the fire, the fusion of water and fire, is the sixty-three hexagrams in the "Yi". It seems that this time the old man has succeeded. While muttering to himself, he curled the fingers of his left hand to make a deduction, and as the deduction progressed, the joy on his face slowly disappeared.

The lightning did not disappear into the water, but illuminated the bottom of the river transparently. The man's fingers suddenly pinched, and he changed color and said, "That's not right! Thunder and water, this is the interpretation of the hexagram! Southwest of the country, northeast of the country. I'm in the northeast! Shi Dakai once annihilated an army of 100,000 here, this is the place of nine deaths! The man's voice was so small that almost no one could hear him in the wind and rain. After coming to such a conclusion, he quickly looked around, and after vaguely identifying a silhouette from the rain by the light of lightning in the sky, he slapped his thigh suddenly: "Damn it! Damn it! Why didn't you find out that this is a game of military solution and hidden killing! The wind and clouds are moving, the thunder and rain are moving, the yin soldiers are out, and those who see it are dead and lifeless...... Where is the only life in the land of the nine dead? There was already a little hoarse tremor in his voice.

The man's voice suddenly sharpened: "Get out of here, we'll get out of here right away!" As his mournful voice sounded, the people and horses hidden around came out of their hiding places one after another, and for a time they were in a hurry, very crowded, crowded, and there were hundreds of people on the small mountain road.

"Peng! Boom! Boom! ”

At this moment, loud drums suddenly appeared on both sides of the canyon, louder than the thunder roaring overhead. As the drums sounded, the sound of noisy men and horses neighing, and then the cannon roared and the shouts of killing were loud.

Hearing the sound, everyone on the mountain road thought that it was an enemy attack. The cowardly creature had lost his tools and fled around. However, the mountain road is narrow, and many people climb with a roll, but they fall off the river after a while.

The man's eyes were like torches, looking towards the downstream river, only to see the distant river, vaguely filled with a blue-gray light, among which the figures were hazy, as if there were a large number of people walking on the river.

As soon as the centaur got closer, the man suddenly felt a chill in his hands and feet. He was proficient in the art of hexagram reasoning, and from what he saw and heard, he deduced that whenever there was a thunderstorm in this place, there might be a crossing of Yin soldiers. But he never expected that the seemingly endless team of Yin soldiers, the few Yin soldiers who walked in the front, carried a huge black coffin!

"Huh...... It turned out to be ...... The Yin soldiers carry the coffin! There was a burst of despair in the man's heart, and his voice was already a little uncontrollable. The Yin soldiers carried the coffin and invited the monarch to the tomb. The man had experienced countless strange dangers before, but he had never felt so desperate and frightened. For a while, he has lost the ability to think and respond.

At this time, the old Mo that the man said was clinging to the edge of the cliff. He didn't know what was going on on the mountain path above the cliff. He didn't even notice the Yin soldiers on the river, and at this time, he was carrying a black coffin that he was very familiar with, and he was stepping on the waves in his direction. But at this time, his fear will never be less than that of his companions above. He was ordered to look for an important item in the hanging coffin under the cliff, but he didn't expect to encounter such a strange thing!

There is someone in the coffin!

Alive!

He tilted his head to the coffin and saw a face covered in long hair and beard. Many of the bodies were buried in the ground, and their hair and nails could continue to grow. This phenomenon is not uncommon. Lao Mo, who has robbed countless tombs, is not surprised by this. He frowned, because there was nothing on the corpse except for holding a wooden stick about half a meter long. Just when he wanted to explore further, the face wrapped in a beard and long hair, his eyes suddenly opened, staring blankly at Lao Mo. But this sloppy look, for Lao Mo, was like a lightning bolt striking his body.

"Zombies!"

This was the first thought that appeared in Lao Mo's heart, and at the same time he felt distracted. This kind of thing, which only appeared in the legends of tomb robbers, appeared in front of him alive, and he immediately realized that he was dead. After retracting his head like a turtle, Lao Mo trembled, clinging to the rock wall, not daring to bounce half a minute, between his legs, there was a hot current gushing out, for a while, he even forgot to blow the whistle that pulled him up.

"Click...... Squeak, squeak, ......" suddenly sounded in the coffin next to it, and Lao Mo was even more frightened, and at this time, Lao Mo suddenly felt that the rock wall that was clinging to it trembled slightly, and it seemed that he could still hear the sound of "Gacha".

"Get out of here!" A stiff and strange voice suddenly sounded on the side. Zhou Changfa saw that the zombie in the coffin slowly crawled out and said a word to him with his hair scattered.

Lao Mo heard a "gurgle" in his throat, and his mind was even more blurry, but the idea of survival still subconsciously made him react: "Okay, okay, I'll leave." I'll leave immediately, Grandpa Zombie spares his life, I don't dare to disturb your rest again......" Old Mo was incoherent, and his voice was full of tears. If someone familiar sees this scene, they will never believe that the famous hob meat is scared like this.

At this time, the zombie stretched out a hand and clasped Lao Mo's wrist, and Lao Mo screamed and broke free desperately. With this struggle, the body suddenly left the rock wall and fell!

I don't know what happened above, Lao Mo suddenly found that the rope tied to his waist did not play any protective role! What about the people who are holding themselves up there?!

"Ah......" Lao Mo screamed miserably, and then fell into the vast river...... Before falling into the water, he vaguely saw a huge black shadow also falling from it.

The moment Lao Mo fell into the river, there was a loud sound of "click, click......" above. The man standing on the cliff screamed in despair, "Landslide, ......"

"Boom ......"

A section of the mountain, which was three or four miles long, slid down the canyon, and the location of hundreds of people was all in it.

The river stirred up a thousand waves, but the Yin soldiers carrying the coffin in the distance were unmoved, and continued to move along the river, but this team with no end in sight grew a little longer......

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