The corpse poison in their bodies quickly grew, filling their bodies, and the people they injured were no different from those who were injured by the war-armored zombies, and the corpse poison quickly spread into new zombies. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was a catastrophe worse than war, and in one night, nine villages were slaughtered.

It's just that they are still afraid of the sun, and when it comes to daylight, they hide in gloomy caves.

Because of the war, ordinary people rarely go out, so there is no way to find them, and no one will consider exterminating them. At this time, the number of zombies was in the thousands.

Fifteen, the night of the full moon, the barracks.

The night of the full moon has had many strange legends since ancient times. The night of the full moon is also beautiful and terrifying because of these bizarre stories. There was no warning beforehand, and the night was cold and windy, and the moonlight especially carried an indescribable coldness.

Darkness is eating away at the moon, which is fading at a visible rate.

"Tengu eats the moon......" one of the guards blurted out.

"The sky has changed...... "As soon as the other guard said these two words, the moonlight was completely gone, and the sky and the earth were dark.

There was another loud bang, and the earth shook and the sky cracked.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, the epicenter of the earthquake is near the village where the Warframe Zombies first attacked. Thankfully, all the zombies were buried deep underground by the collapsed mountain. Warframe Zombies are no exception.

This is the end of this terrible catastrophe. The celestial changes are thought to be a harbinger of an earthquake.

Those zombies have been moving under the earth's crust for many years, and finally they have not been left to rot. The corpse poison is left in the soil, and if a corpse is buried here, it will change over time. Such a place is conveniently known as a place for raising corpses.

No one knew that because of the protection of the armor, the armor zombies were not only unaffected and continued to live, but also continued to transform under the influence of underground yin qi and corpse poison, just waiting for the opportunity to be unearthed.

With the passage of time, there are villages around the corpse raising site, and the villagers also know that the corpse cannot be buried in the soil, but on the mountain wall. Some of them cut holes in the cliff and nailed wooden stakes and put the coffins on top of them, while others put one end of the coffin in the cliff and the other end of the coffin was placed on the stake nailed to the cliff.

As time went on, there were fewer and fewer places to place coffins in the lower parts of the cliffs, and the coffins had to be placed higher. The location of the hanging coffin is amazing, but the way in which it is placed is even more incredible. The mysterious thing is awe-inspiring, and it is indeed difficult for ordinary people to implement the peculiar burial method of hanging the coffin in the air, so the saying that the bones of the immortals are buried has been spread.

Hundreds of coffins are inserted into the cliffs, and this scene has a magnificent momentum when viewed from afar, and it is also very meteorological when viewed up close.

This unique sight at night or even late afternoon gives an absolutely eerie feel. The wind and rain and the erosion of the years, some of the coffins have long been tattered and no longer complete, and those dry bones and rotting corpses are just half-hanging on the cliff, crumbling in the evening breeze, how can it not be creepy.

When Mr. Ying came here, it was noon, so naturally he didn't feel terrified, but instead aroused his arrogance to scold Fang Xuan.

Mr. Ying was about fifty years old, with a slender figure, wearing a gray Mao suit, but it was already a little white, which made him have a bit of a downfall in the chic.

He was originally born in a traditional scholarly family, but he did not inherit his family education, but he was fond of feng shui and Qimen Dunjia. Later, he was a doctor and a diviner, and with his unique insights in feng shui, he himself became the president of the Qimen Association, and there were countless followers.

He didn't become famous at a young age, in fact, Mr. Ying is not an honorific title, just a joke for him by others. After becoming famous, he didn't defend himself, and others didn't know the reason and continued to use it, and he happily accepted it.

With his current status, he doesn't have to do everything himself. His assistant is Xiao Lin, who is close to the age of confusion, a little stupid, and his kung fu is extraordinary, so Mr. Ying chose him as an assistant.

In addition, there are two students of Mr. Ying, the tall one is Lin Feng, and the thinner one is Zhang Cheng, both of whom love adventure, are good travel friends, and have been to many places together. According to them, going to dangerous places makes them feel unbeatable.

The vehicle they used was a Land Rover off-road vehicle, and Mr. Ying didn't like its rugged and heroic appearance, but he was undoubtedly the best tool for getting around in the wild. It's just that the dust has been blown all the way, and the sturdy body has lost a lot of color.

Seeing the cliff where the hanging coffin was placed from afar, the group was already dumbfounded, the car stopped under the cliff, got out of the car, and looked at it again and was even more amazed.

"'The house of the earth immortals, there are thousands of hanging coffins in the middle of the cliff. 'The ancients did not deceive me. Mr. Ying was the first to speak.

"So many coffins stuck in the cliffs." Kobayashi responded.

"It's the custom here." Lin Feng said.

He was tall and full of energy, like thunder out of thin air, which scared Xiao Lin. "Why? Kobayashi asked.