Chapter 49: Recovery (1)
Chapter 49: Recovery (1)
The fat man looked at Lan, and then at the armored corpse next to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info cut off: "Hey, don't be so cowardly. You see, he's got cobwebs all over him. How could it be a corpse? As he spoke, the fat man raised his hand again to pluck the cobwebs from the face of the armor and corpse. While picking it up, he muttered: "Hey, after so many years, you don't even want to wash your face." You see, it's all cobwebs. I really don't like to be clean. No wonder it's starting to mold. ā
While the fat man was talking, Lan and I had already walked up to him.
I looked up at the armored corpse in front of me, and found that he was more than half a head taller than me, and his size was almost as big as that of a fat man. This type of body type may have been the same as a Hercules at the time.
The fat man saw that I was also looking at the dead body in armor, so he took out his mobile phone and asked me, "Hey, why don't we take a selfie as a souvenir?" After saying that, I didn't wait for me to object, and I took a selfie. But when the fat man finished taking a selfie and looked at the photo with his mobile phone, I found that his face had changed.
The fat man looked at his phone, then looked up at the face of the dead body. Suddenly, "Mommy" Mom jumped out with a loud scream. Pointing to the armor and the dead body, he babbled and couldn't say a word for a long time.
I watched the fat man's reaction, and suddenly a bad premonition rose in my heart. Pulling Lan took a few steps back.
Sure enough, the armored corpse was still a corpse. The eyes, which had turned completely green, had been opened when the fat man took a selfie, and he was staring at the fat man at this time.
"It's over, fatty. People may not like to take selfies. I said to the fat man.
The fat man put his phone away and took a few steps back, distancing himself from the armored corpse. At the same time, the legs of the big white dog tied to the waist were also held in his hands.
"Didn't you say that you wouldn't wake up the corpse? Why are you ...... now?" I looked at Lan. Now I am no longer the rookie who saw the corpse's weak legs and stomach. At least I can now face a corpse zongzi without changing my face.
"He's too close." Lan said, "After being dead for so long, the body is still not decomposing, there must be a problem." The most taboo thing about this kind of corpse is the qi of the living. As long as it touches it, it will definitely cause a corpse. ā
I sighed, "So what now?" Do you want to go up and help the fat man? This zongzi is covered in armor, and the fat man may not be able to handle it. ā
Lan glanced at me, flipped his wrist and held the black knife in his hand: "Tell him, don't ask for more hands next time." As he spoke, he walked towards the armor dumplings.
The fat man was also overjoyed when he saw Lan coming over. shouted, "Sister Hey, come here." I invite you to eat zongzi! ā
Lan didn't pay attention to the fat man as always, and silently walked in front of the zongzi and confronted it.
The whole body of the armor dumpling moved, and a cloud of dust shook down. It seems that I haven't exercised in a while, and my whole body is stiff.
Without waiting for the joints of the zongzi to move, Lan rushed up directly. He attacked the part of the armor that was exposed to the outside of the armor.
It was its feet that attacked first. In this kind of place, it is generally not possible to wear the kind of fully enclosed armor in order to be flexible.
I saw that Lan rushed to the front of Zongzi, and his body was short, and the black knife in his hand instantly slashed out. Without hesitation, he split at the knee joint of the zongzi. I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the two legs of the zongzi were split from the knee joint by the Qi brush. At this time, the upper body of the armor dumpling has also been moved. Raising the bronze sword in his hand, he stabbed at Lan.
Lan rolled on his side to dodge, and a carp jumped up from the ground. Sideways flashed to the side of the zongzi, clasped a wrist with his left hand, and lifted the black knife in his right hand from the bottom to the top. I just heard another crisp "click". Zongzi's arm holding the bronze sword was also severed at the joint of the lower arm.
The fat man gasped and smacked his tongue: "Damn, this anti-joint technique is too vicious, right?" This fucking is basically broken. ā
Although I didn't understand it very well when I watched it on the side, Kelan's kind of offensive technique would break out in a cold sweat as long as people with eyes saw it. Attacking in the opposite direction of the joint, if you do it hard, it will be enough to destroy the whole arm.
I saw Lan constantly spinning around the armor zongzi. Soon, all the limbs of this zongzi were unloaded by Lan one by one. And the methods are really cruel. The scene of limbs separating directly from the body is shocking, even though there is no flesh and blood flying to stimulate the senses.
"It's almost a spike." I heard the fat man whisper.
"You don't fucking touch things in the future." I remembered what Lan Ran told the fat man, so I walked over and told him.
The fat man waved his hand: "Not in the future." After speaking, he added in a whisper: "Fat man, I'll try my best." ā
I didn't pay attention to the fat man's cleverness of eating and vomiting, but looked at Lan. I found that she didn't stop after disposing of the armor dumplings, but walked straight towards the Queen Mother of the West, who was sitting on a stool not far away.
The fat man was still muttering something, but I wasn't in the mood to listen to it. Pulling the fat man, he motioned for him to hurry up.
By the time we caught up with Lan, Lan had already walked in front of the Queen Mother of the West.
After walking so closely, I saw clearly what this legendary Queen Mother of the West looked like.
I saw that she was sitting on a throne carved out of a giant coral. The throne is inlaid with all sorts of things. Among them I can recognize are rubies and opals, as well as some crystals of other colors.
The Queen Mother of the West is dressed in a pale yellow robe. But whether it's pale yellow or white has changed color over the years, I don't know. The Queen Mother of the West is indeed a woman. This can be seen in the full headdress on her head. And this Queen Mother of the West seems to have a very long, even exaggerated, long hair. The hair had fallen to the ground and had been covered in a thick layer.
Let's talk about her face. I didn't see the pale face of a dead man at all. There is not even a sign of subcutaneous cell atrophy. That face was almost the same as a normal person. It's just that the only difference is that the Queen Mother of the West in front of her closed her eyes tightly, revealing a very calm expression. Or maybe it's just plain expressionless.
I looked at Lan and saw her standing four or five paces away from the Queen Mother of the West. He was staring at her face at this time, as if he was looking at something.
At this time, the fat man poked me with his elbow and said, "Hey, according to the plot in the TV series." Lan should now be reminiscing about a series of events that happened before. ā
I rolled my eyes at the fat man and told him to stop talking. At the same time, he pulled him back a few steps, and only stopped when he retreated to Lan's side.
"It's been ten years," Lan said suddenly. "I'm back again."
I don't know if it's my hallucinations or what. When Lan said this, I found that the original expressionless face of the Queen Mother of the West actually showed an expression similar to satisfaction. And the corners of her mouth were slowly hooked at this time, revealing an evil smile. (To be continued.) )