The place I was in looked like a graveyard.

Like a ruined graveyard, to be exact.

Along the way, I have only seen this place where the trees are less and the land is more empty, and it is much more comfortable than the places where the trees are so dense and thorny just now.

At least it won't feel so stuffy.

But to be honest, I still prefer the stuffy and humid environment to the place.

Standing in this cemetery, it's comfortable, it's quite cool, but it makes people feel panicked!

Within ten meters of me alone, there were seventeen or eighteen coffins.

Some coffins are half-buried in the earth, with only one head exposed, while others are placed in the open air at random, arranged horizontally and vertically, which looks like a mess.

The shape and texture of these coffins are basically identical, and all of them show signs of blackening.

At the top of each coffin, a yellow rune paper was pasted on it.

Judging from the decay of the coffins, these coffins should have been sitting here for a long time, but no matter how the coffins rotted, the yellow rune paper attached to the top of the coffin looked like new.

It's no exaggeration to say that these runes give me the feeling that someone just pasted them a minute ago.

If there were just these coffins here, then I wouldn't be afraid, at most I would feel empty.

But

The situation at this moment is not so simple.

"Ahh

With a low roar similar to a zombie coming out of the cage, I subconsciously took a few steps back and looked cautiously at the "people" in the coffins.

One of the characteristics of these coffins is that they do not have coffin lids.

And every coffin has an owner living in it, and it is not empty.

The owners of these coffins were all wearing tattered linen clothes, their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of black mud, and their facial features looked very blurry.

The only thing I can see clearly about them is their eyes.

Really, the eyes of these corpses are almost indistinguishable from those of a living person.

It can rotate, the flesh is obvious, there is no dentation, the whites of the eyes are very clean, and even a little blood can't be seen.

Of course, there is not much to say about the connection between these corpses and the living, apart from their eyes and humanoid bodies.

Many of the corpses had large or small lacerations on their faces, just like the explosions, which were very scary to look at.

Their bellies, on the other hand, are empty, and there is nothing in them, and their bones can be seen at a glance.

Speaking of which, you can probably imagine what I was afraid of at the time.

Let so many corpses star, if I am not afraid that there will be ghosts.

"Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty"

I didn't dare to act rashly, nor did I have the intention of turning around and retreating, but I counted it patiently, and secretly took Lu Bandou out of my pocket and held it in the palm of my hand.

With my hands behind my back, I quietly pinched my fingertips with my fingernails, letting the blood drip into Lu Bandou's ink warehouse.

This thing can only be used in emergencies, and if these grandsons play the routine of attacking them in groups, then I can only run, or choose to transform into Superman and fight them.

At this time, in the vicinity of this, there were twenty iniquities that I could see with my eyes alone.

It is impossible to get rid of these injustices at once and be unscathed, and it is also impossible to get up without spending some time.

In other words, there is basically no solution to them in a short period of time.

Damn, Fang Shiliang, this grandson is awesome enough, just this small piece of forest, can hide dozens of injustices!!

"What then! Hello seniors! ”

I held Lu Bandou tightly with my left hand, raised my right hand, and waved at these corpses very friendly: "Xiao Yuan, I'm new here!" What's not in place! Seniors, forgive me! ”

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

In this routine of dealing with injustice, this sentence is still universal.

As long as these injustices are not the kind of people who are bent on killing people, as long as they perfectly show their good intentions and their determination to pray for love and harmony, then they will basically not do it casually.

It's common sense that they don't feel like I'm a threat, so they won't choose to do it with me.

With injustice, it is common sense not to do anything if you can force it.

So, at that time, I directly chose to admit it.

"All of you here are seniors! Little brother, I'm just a new kid! Don't bully me, everyone! I smiled at them flatteringly: "We are all from the same family as the old party, you know who the old party is, right?" It's the one on the hill."

While I have a relationship with these injustices, I also exonerate myself in my heart.

If you want to become awesome, you have to have a process, and you can't reach the sky in one step.

I'm just a beginner now, and the most important path to take is to lay the foundation step by step, first fight alone and pass the tricks, and then practice the ability to fight against ten.

Let me fight with so many wrongs in the first place?

That's what a fool does!

What's more, these injustices are not good stubble, and from my observations in the past few minutes, these injustices should not belong to naturally occurring injustices, but artificially refined evils.

Because the bellies of these iniquities are open, without the cover of skin, I can see many things at a glance.

On the backbone of these injustices, I could faintly see a string of glowing incantations, and at the top of the incantations, the words edict were very conspicuous, and I could barely see the patterns underneath.

There is a series of mantras that seem to be written in the Sui script, which roughly means something like this.

"Summoning Yin into a Soul, Turning Yang into a Spirit, and Casting a Spell on the Bone"

These two words often appear in Taoist charms, but they are not limited to Taoist words.

Buddhism, shamanism, disciples, Zhu Youshu, and the blind boss's sect of law, when drawing talismans and writing spells, will use these two words more or less.

So these corpses were refined by some kind of magic school, and in a short period of time, I really can't draw conclusions.

But judging from the structure of that string of incantations, ordinary Taoist schools don't seem to have such a thing, and it looks a bit like the blind boss introduced me to the talisman used by Zhuyou

As I watched them carefully, I realized that they were watching me too.

That kind of look that is almost like a living person makes me stunned for a moment.

There was curiosity and confusion in their eyes, but there was no hostility, I know for sure.

"Ladies and gentlemen! If you don't mind! Brother, I'll spend the night here! I arched my hand at them very angrily, clenched my fists and said, "Of course! If you mind, I'll leave right now! ”

I was relieved.

These injustices must have known Fang Shiliang, and it can be seen from their eyes, if I am a complete stranger and close to them here, then there will be vigilance and hostility in their eyes that can be compared to living people.

I don't know if it was my words that moved them, or if it was something else.

As I finished speaking, many of the corpses screamed, and the roars echoed through the forest in an instant.

Before I could react, the corpses closest to me didn't seem to hesitate at all, roared like wild beasts, crawled out of the coffin without saying a word, and came after me.

I was really stunned at the time, fuck, this is a surprise attack, huh?? Wasn't it okay just now??

I was about to run away, but I saw the rest of the corpses around me crawl out of the coffin, shouting one by one, as if I saw the enemy who killed my father, and came to me with fierce eyes.

This is a typical example of the evil spirit's heartlessness!! The dog's temper is about to catch up with the upper side!!

In the first few seconds, it was still a harmonious scene, and even I was moved to sing "Fifty-six constellations, fifty-six flowers, fifty-six brothers and sisters are one family".

But now, in just a few seconds, the situation in the field has completely become a realistic version of the zombie out of the cage.

Whether they'll bite me or not, I really don't know.

But if I get caught by them, maybe they'll tear me alive.

The gentlemen who died in the woods are examples, bloody examples.

Just as I chose to avoid the battle and was about to run away, I heard a low shout not far away.

It was a strange man's voice, and it sounded like he was forty or fifty years old.

"Tear him up! Don't let him get out alive! ”