The iron donkey and I rushed out as fast as we could, and the problem was, for the first time in our lives, we had to get rid of hundreds of coffins and rush out of the cemetery. [Full text reading]

I had no experience at all, and I ran and ran, slamming shoulders with a coffin. I didn't think there was anything, but as soon as I passed the coffin, there was a sound of duang on the wall of the coffin, and a hand came out from inside.

These hands are dry, and they look black and dirty. But it was so strong that it grabbed me by the foot and neck.

I was so fast that I was dragged by it, and I was out of balance. I was really coming to the face.

It threw me down, especially my whole face in the dirt. The soil here smells terrible, the smell of fish is very strong, and I don't care if it's dirty or not, and I don't care about cleaning the dirt off my face when I raise my head.

I struggled to keep getting up and running, but the hand was so my feet that I got stuck in one leg.

I panicked, looked back, and stomped the living corpse hand with my other leg.

I wear hard-soled shoes, which is a powerful way to step on them. But the living corpse hand is too strong to resist hits.

I ran out of tricks, and called out to Brother Donkey for help. The iron donkey didn't see it, but he ran out quite a long way, and when I shouted, he had to stop and run back to support.

I found that the iron donkey was more ruthless than me, and he dared to do it. He didn't punch or kick at all, but felt the knife at his waist and slammed it at the living corpse hand.

With a click, the sharp dagger severed the hand with flesh and bones. I heard a muffled snort coming from the coffin, and I hurriedly retracted my legs.

The broken hand was still clutching my ankle, but I didn't have time to take it off or continue running with it. I quickly stood up, and the iron donkey gave me a proper hand.

But as soon as I got up, the coffin made trouble again. There was another sound of duang, and a living corpse rushed out of it.

also said that this coffin was so bad, it was washed by a living corpse like this, and it fell apart. The living corpse wasn't hurt, it was funny, it pounced on my thigh.

It broke one hand, and simply hugged my thigh tightly with the other hand, and pressed my whole body hard against me.

I thought of a word for a while, hugging the thighs of local tyrants, but the question is, am I not a local tyrant?

I knew that the living corpse was trying to stall for its companion to crawl out of the coffin. This is what worries me and the iron donkey the most.

I wanted to shoot at a living corpse, and even though I knew that bullets were not very powerful against living corpses, I had to give it a try.

As soon as I raised my gun, the iron donkey shouted a word of save. He dragged the hair on the top of the living corpse's head with one hand, pulled the living corpse's head back, and used the dagger to slam the living corpse's neck.

This knife cut very deeply, and if you want me to say, the cervical vertebrae are broken if you don't get it right. The living corpse lost its temper and immediately lost its breath.

I kicked my leg hard and got it out. After that, I continued to run away with Brother Donkey. I didn't dare to run next to the coffin. But we were so cautious, we ran and ran, and suddenly a rope rose from the ground. It was so sudden that I rushed to it with the iron donkey.

The rope was at our knees, and I felt like we were about the same as two horses, knocked down by a tripping rope.

This time I fell quite hard, and my eyes were full of white spots, that is, I was young and in good health, otherwise I would have been able to faint. The Iron Donkey and I struggled to get up, but the living corpses wouldn't give us a chance.

Two living corpses burst out of the nearest two coffins, rushed at us, and pounced on us.

I suspect that the IQ of the living corpses is not high, because then more than a dozen living corpses came, and they all used this kind of action, scrambling to pounce up, and came with one hand stacking Arhats.

Flattened out, the iron donkey and I were weighed down by seven or eight living corpses, they were quite thin, but they couldn't stand the numbers. My chest was so tight that I couldn't do it, and I didn't take a breath, and I rolled my eyes and fainted completely.

When I opened my eyes again, I was awakened. A big head was in front of my face, looking at me with interest.

I couldn't help but look at it like this, and I was taken aback. It's actually a living corpse, and it looks at me awake, and it snorts, and pulls its legs back.

My vision has widened, and I have taken advantage of these few seconds to become more sober and pay attention to my surroundings.

The iron donkey and I were tied to a cross-shaped stake, facing the large coffin next to the great tombstone.

The owner of the large coffin had come out of it and was sitting on the coffin board. He still had a bullet hole in his head, which was shot by an iron donkey.

Next to him, there was Jiu Niang's corpse, but this corpse was posed in a pose, half-lying and nestled on the lap of the owner of the coffin.

The owner of the coffin didn't mean to be injured to death at all, and looked at me coldly. Beside him and behind him, stood a handful of living corpses.

These living corpses look dressed up as the living corpse thieves we met before.

I figured out that the owner of the coffin was the leader of the living corpses. It's also a den of thieves.

I was very helpless, and said in my heart that we had worked hard to find their nest, and now the wish has come true, but I didn't expect that we came in as prisoners.

There were a few living corpses who were still "torturing" the iron donkey, pulling their ears and smoking people, and the iron donkey woke up after a while.

The leader of the thieves, that is, the owner of the coffin, spoke at this time, and he actually spoke in Chinese, but he was not very familiar with it, and he spoke it one by one.

He asked, "You, invaders?" Damn it! ”

I didn't answer with the iron donkey, I don't know what the donkey brother thinks, I'm thinking about it, I want to find an excuse to make the thieves dissipate.

The leader of the thieves didn't have to wait for us to answer, he went on to say, "Jiu Niang said, you are the Holy Son. He raised his hand and pointed at me, "Then you stay." And this fat man. He pointed to the iron donkey again, "It's useless, pull it out and chop it." ”

The living corpses were very obedient, especially the few living corpses next to the iron donkey, who were still making a few noises, ready to start.

The iron donkey and I were in a hurry, and the iron donkey twisted his body vigorously, and I was in a hurry and shouted a word and so on. When the thieves looked at me, I emphatically said, "We are both Holy Sons!" ”

The leader of the thieves frowned, pondering the truth of my words, and I don't know if it has anything to do with frowning, and his action also makes his mouth flow out.

His harness is green, and it looks indescribably disgusting.

I took the opportunity to say a few more words. I don't know what the Holy Son is at all, I only heard Jiu Niang say that the blood of the Holy Son is very good, so I started from this aspect, fooling around, saying that we can't die, otherwise the blood stinks, and it will be useless.

The leader of the thieves finally believed me, and he could feel it, he didn't know much about what the Holy Son was, and if he went deeper, Jiu Niang must not have told him the secret of the Holy Son.

I wonder what the relationship between Jiu Niang's daughter village and the sun tomb here, but this question can only be said to be understood later when there is a chance.

The leader of the thieves gave up the idea of killing us both, but made another decision that made me shudder. He pointed to the village in the distance and said to his men, "Leave them behind, and break their eyes, noses, and mouths, and go as slaves." ”

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, saying in my heart that this lack of virtue thing, if I and the iron donkey want to achieve this virtue, isn't it more painful than death?

I wanted to say something, but the living corpse thief didn't give me a chance, and one of the living corpses didn't know where to find two handfuls of hay and stuffed them into my and the iron donkey's mouths.

I couldn't speak. Eight more living corpses pulled the stake out of the ground with all their might. It was all cross-shaped stakes, and one of them carried one end and lifted me and the iron donkey again.

The two of us rushed down in front of each other, and it was very uncomfortable, and I wondered a little, and I said that if we want to go to that village, we must not climb down the red rock cliffs? They carry stakes, how do they climb?

But there was more than one way to the village, and they clearly took another one. I hung my head so hard that I couldn't see clearly, and after a while, my head became uncomfortable again and I fainted.

When I woke up again, I was already in the village with the iron donkey.

We were still tied to a stake, and the place where we were, and we had been before, was in the courtyard of that temple.

Eight living corpses were there, most of them were crouching in the corner, and one was sharpening a sharp knife on a whetstone.

This knife is obviously a murder weapon, and it will use this knife in a while to make me and the iron donkey deaf and blind cripples.

I know it's definitely going to be right now, and if I can't think of a trick again, my life will be ruined. It's just that I still have hay stuffed in my mouth.

I let out a muffled wow-wow. The sharpening corpse noticed me, and he snorted, which was a response, and then went back to work.

I had a hard time with the iron donkey, and I felt cold sweat break out of my body one by one, and I don't know how long it took for the living corpse to sharpen the knife.

The other seven living corpses rose from the corner and came to us together.

They were in a circle, I didn't understand their rules, but they were all talking in a whisper, as if they were praying, and they were quite loud.

I took advantage of the air to take a look at the iron donkey, the iron donkey's face was not very good-looking, I guess at this moment, he has the consciousness of being disabled.

When the eight living corpses finished chanting, the master of the knife first dragged the iron donkey's ear, raised the sharp knife, and was about to poke the ear hole.

But before the knife fell, there was a banging sound at the courtyard gate, as if someone or something was leaning against the courtyard gate.

The eight living corpses all turned their heads to look, and one of them was still curious, "Huh? "Yes.

I guess that the leader of the thieves is still waiting for news at the Sun Tomb, and this time it was only the two of us and these eight living corpses who returned to the village.

I was also strange all of a sudden, and my heart said what happened at the gate of the courtyard? Could it be Jiang Shaoyan? Did he sneak over to help?

I came with hope. The eight living corpses went together to the gate of the courtyard.

The master of the knife was very active, and opened the courtyard door first, but the moment the door opened, they were greeted by something that surprised me