The pangolins, who were stunned and dumbfounded, saw that I had already come into contact with Ah Ming, who had been poisoned by the corpse and had undergone a corpse transformation, and I was not abnormal, so they looked at each other and nodded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing them nodding, I breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to myself, I finally invited these uncles.

Seeing that their bearded man was about to die in Amin's hands, the mercenaries all squeezed the pangolins to the back.

Seven or eight mercenaries, all of them have been trained, three or four of them on one side, pulling Amin's hands.

However, at this time, Ah Ming suddenly roared at the mercenaries like a mad dog, grinning his teeth, his eyes burst with red light, and at the same time his body writhed, pinching his beard and shaking it, the poor beard was already unconscious, and he was shaken like a dead fish.

"Hold him down!" Yang Gang said to me, and then threw a backpack at me, I picked up the backpack and covered it on Ah Ming's face, holding the backpack hard, my hands were not strong enough, I had to kneel on the backpack with both knees, and finally held down Ah Ming's head.

"Hard!" Pangolins have no use on the side, so they can only cheer in backpacks, shouting slogans for hires to work hard at the same time.

"Plop!" The mercenaries fell to both sides, almost with the same force, and finally pulled Amin's hands off the neck of the bearded man, who suddenly lost his support and was unconscious, and cut his head on Amin's body.

"Get him away!" I couldn't stand it anymore, Amin's head under the backpack was restless, wriggling and struggling, and at this time his hands were already free, if it wasn't in time, the beard cut on Amin was probably going to be unlucky again, and the loose hands posed a threat to me, I had to leave the backpack in time.

The mercenaries carried the beard away, and the beard was limp as if he were dead.

"Whew-" I exhaled, stood up suddenly, and quickly turned to leave, not even the backpack, it wasn't mine anyway.

Everyone retreated, and Ah Ming on the ground turned over and stood up, grabbed the backpack, and threw it at us, I saw it with sharp eyes, and immediately a short body, the backpack flew over my head, and Yang Gang was behind me.

Yang Gang was not so lucky, after all, he only had one leg to move freely, but the whole person could not flexibly dodge the flying backpack, the backpack was in Yang Gang's arms, the force was too great, Yang Gang hugged the backpack, shook his body a few times, and fell to the ground with a thud, kicking up a puff of dust.

The backpack was heavy, I don't know what's in it, and I still don't know who it belonged to, maybe it belonged to a mercenary.

Amin stood up, it was the first time I had seen a dead person transform.

"The corpse poison has attacked the brain, he is no longer Ah Ming, he is a corpse, a zongzi." Zhang Botong stared at Amin's actions and said to us.

"Zongzi?" I can't use "startled" to describe my nervousness, just solved a batch of oil dumplings, and now there is another kind of rice dumplings, and the strength is compared with the oil dumplings, I'm afraid it is more difficult to deal with, just now Uncle Zhang used the demon sword to slash his arm twice, but it didn't hurt the flesh at all, and the degree of power can be seen.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on Zhang Botong's body, at this time, I am afraid that only he can withstand it, if he can't withstand it, then everyone can only wait to be cleaned up by Amin.

"What kind of rice dumpling is this?" I squatted down to support Yang Gang, who was knocked down by his backpack, and asked him.

Yang Gang's hand was on my shoulder, waiting to force him together, let him get up, and seeing that I didn't move, he said to me: "Help me up first, and I'll tell you slowly!" ”

I helped Yang Gang up and asked him, "What kind of zongzi does it belong to?" ”

"Blood zongzi has the same meaning as the funeral customs, and it is the same as the blood burial in it." Yang Gang said, seeing my confused face, so he continued, "Oh, blood burial is what everyone knows about burial, and we call it 'blood burial' there. ”

Yang Gang explained a lot, but I still heard the clouds coming and going, and I didn't know what to say.

Yang Gang shook his head and sighed: "Alas, it is a corpse that becomes a corpse with flesh and blood, which has the same meaning as a corpse, but it is different from a corpse." ”

"Alas, if you don't say that, you can understand, it's still related to what kind of burial and blood burial, things that everyone can understand, but you don't even know it." After listening to this, I kept nodding my head, not forgetting to joke about Yang Gang.

I think that this blood zongzi should be different from the blood zongzi in a little novel, the blood zongzi we see is the zongzi after Amin's corpse has been transformed, and there is no blood.

I heard that Yang Gang actually studied zongzi so much, so I asked him: "Then what method do you use to lower this bloody zongzi." ”

"You have already tried it just now, although Ah Ming is a blood dumpling that has been poisoned by corpses and turned into corpses, but there is no corpse poison on his body, but it can't be guaranteed in his body, so don't let him bite, it should be fine, you really can't kill him, you can only tie him up." Yang Gang made an analysis and told me the way, although it doesn't sound like a reliable way, at least it's not a way.

Listening to the method given by Yang Gang, I remembered how to deal with the red-clothed ancient corpse in the palace of the King of Chu, and I was helpless, so I had to tie her into a dumpling, make him unable to move, and then throw him aside, so as not to hinder us from continuing to explore.

Kill the zongzi, in fact, this statement is not prepared, the zongzi is a dead man.

I watched as Ah Ming's hands were raised to his chest like a dog's front paws, grinning and yelling at the people around them, and his behavior was not at all the same as those oil dumplings.

"Ah Ming is not the same as oil dumplings?" I asked Yang Gang.

Yang Gang nodded: "Of course it's different, they are not the same level of zongzi at all, Ah Ming was poisoned by corpses, and the corpse poison attacked his heart, flowed through his whole body's blood, rushed into his brain, and quickly made his body cold, the blood zongzi was actually just the heart stopped beating, that is to say, the heart died, and his brain did not die, but the corpse poison invaded and dominated his words and deeds." ”

"Words and deeds?" I didn't understand again, and I thought to myself, can Amin still talk like a normal person.

Yang Gang said again: "Roar." ”

Only then did I realize that what Yang Gang said was actually limited to the roar of the blood dumplings, a very low roar, not loud, but it could be conveyed far away, and it could be heard clearly from a hundred meters away.

"At this time, the corpse of the corpse, the most fatal thing is that the corpse poison invades the brain, just like a poisoned computer, the behavior of the corpse is not controlled at all, and the body will undergo great changes, and the strength and agility are far greater than when they were still alive." Yang Gang then said, "If you want this kind of thing not to happen, you can only cut off the head of the corpse infected with corpse poison in time when the corpse poison invades the body, taking advantage of the corpse transformation and not causing harm, so that you can reduce a lot of trouble." ”

Listening to what Yang Gang said, he was right, but in my opinion, it was all a afterthought, so I asked him: "Since you know this, why didn't you say it when Ah Ming was poisoned by the corpse just now, otherwise there is a picture of a group of people fighting a blood dumpling." ”

"Blood zongzi, I also saw it for the first time in my life, and what I said was from an ancient book, seeing that Ah Ming is consistent with the blood zongzi described in the ancient book, I told you this." Yang Gang only told the truth at this time.

"It turns out that you weren't sure before, it's the same as Zhang Botong." It dawned on me.

"It's a pity that that ancient book is a fragment, and it has lost its way to deal with blood dumplings." Yang Gang sighed helplessly and kept shaking his head.