"What do you mean by fighting corpses?" Xiu Mei frowned slightly, Ding Ling seemed to be very puzzled, seeing her like this, I sighed helplessly. Now, I can understand why the ninth master was so helpless at the beginning, I guess I was as annoying as this girl back then

"Fighting corpses is a kind of zombies, this kind of zombies are more common than other species, generally speaking, fighting corpses are very fierce, the kind of people who bite and can run all over the ground are fighting corpses. Have you ever seen a zombie movie in Europe and the United States, the kind of thing that screams like a psychotic chasing people with teeth and claws while running with pus, that is the fighting corpse. ”

"No, that seems to be called the walking dead, the walking dead," Ding Ling said, her eyes flickering as if she was very suspicious.

Seeing that she didn't trust me so much, I didn't bother to talk to her anymore, I took out a "corpse suppression talisman" left by the ninth master in my backpack, checked the integrity of the charm, and ran over to the old lady. But before the person left the corner, Ding Ling grabbed me, and immediately asked, "Let me ask you, what is the difference between a walking corpse and a fighting corpse!?" ”

"How can I say it, the fighting corpse will take the initiative to attack people, and bite people when they see them, but the walking corpse will not take the initiative to attack people when they are not stimulated. Niu'er, why do you have so many questions! At this, I pinched her face impatiently, and before she could reply, I ran behind the old lady with my backpack.

Judging from her habits, this old lady should be a kind of walking corpse, and the walking corpse is not in great danger, as long as the charm is attached to his head, she will be honest.

With that in mind, I stood behind her and patted her on the shoulder and waited for her to turn her head. But before I could think about it, as soon as my palm touched the old lady, the old lady broke up with a bang

A layer of black ash rose from under the wide and worn black raincoat, and disappeared in the air less than half a meter above the ground, and at the same time, the bucket she carried in her hand also fell to the ground with the melon scoop she was holding in her right hand, and with a click, a large amount of blood splattered and frightened me to retreat.

What's the situation!?

Staring at the small pile of white bones under the raincoat, I was completely dumbfounded, I saw this old lady's half of the face like a zombie, why did it become a pile of white bones under this touch?!

Could it be that my Burning Heaven Technique was too fierce and accidentally burned her?

No, first, I didn't deliberately mobilize the aura, and secondly, even if my white flame wanted to burn a corpse, it would take a little time, how could there be something that would be gone when I touched it, thinking of this, I couldn't help but be a little afraid, the strong fear of the unknown is a common disease of human beings, and I can't escape, thinking of this, I pulled out a peachwood sword in my backpack, went up and picked up the black raincoat, and with a flip of my wrist, the raincoat rose flat on the ground, very light, followed by a crushing sound, Countless white bones fell to the ground wrapped in black ashes

Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and walked over the coffin array that was poking into the ground like stars on the ground, and walked straight to the small pavilion that was less than two meters high above the ground.

Walking to the side and finding the entrance, I took a long time to pull out a flashlight. Because I didn't expect to go down to this kind of place before, the flashlight hasn't been charged for a long time. After several clicks at the position of the battery, the rather weak lamp finally stabilized.

Ding Ling and the others still wanted to come over, but I waved my hand to let her stay where she was, obviously they expressed strong dissatisfaction with my choice, and they all pouted with a big mouth and a face of reluctance.

"Obedient" I don't worry about others, I'm worried about Ding Ling, the female devil, this woman is good anywhere, but she is too self-conscious, she wants to mix everything, and she is not a particularly obedient material at all. Fortunately, this time she was more obedient, telling me to shout when I was in danger and didn't come back.

I took a deep breath and steadied myself, although I was still a little nervous at the moment, according to my judgment, there must be something strange about this little pavilion, the old lady just now also came out of here, since she was carrying a bucket of chicken blood, it at least proves that someone must have been here in the last few days.

Chicken blood is very important in Maoshan and some folk arts, it can sacrifice to ghosts and gods, and can also exorcise ghosts and demons, which is like two sides of a mirror, different people use not the same place, but no matter how it is used, the effect of chicken blood has a time limit, at most twenty hours, after this whole day, the effect of chicken blood will be gradually dispersed, and in the end, there is no use.

That is to say, if the chicken blood of the old lady with white bones is useful, then at least the chicken will be killed within twenty-four hours, and the guy who will fall apart at one touch will not be able to put the most positive big lightly, that is to say, there should be at least one person here.

So who could this person be?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little apprehensive, and then I thought, the psychological quality at that time was still too bad, and when I thought that there might be someone waiting for me in front of me, I was nervous like the big girl in the cave room, no, no, but I took the flashlight and went down to find that it was almost the same as I imagined.

The pavilion was indeed sunk to the ground, and under the pavilion was a very narrow basement, and in the basement was sitting a small doll with a large handful of hair on top of his head, the little doll was less than a meter tall, wearing a red belly pocket, and when I saw him, he was sitting on an incense table dedicated to some demon and eating chicken. While eating, he laughed, and the raw meat was torn out with blood stains, and when he looked up, he saw that his mouth was full of chicken feathers

I don't have any resistance to eating raw meat, and I feel disgusted to see it, but it's not surprising to see something like that in this place. No need to ask, he must be holding one of the roosters that bled just now, seeing that it was covered in blood, he must have killed the chickens very happily.

But who is this kid? Why is it so dressed

Thinking of this, I turned around against the wall and used a flashlight to shine on the child's side face to see his appearance, but when I looked closely, I was startled, the child had a mouthful of fangs

The lips are black, the eye circles are black, and the fingernails are black, in stark contrast to the pair of pupils and the dense mysterious symbols that fall on the arms, legs, head, belly pocket, and back