Xiao Zhou must have pulled Xiang halfway through, and his pants were not properly worn, and while running, he yelled wow, trying to attract everyone's attention. Hu Wenfei, who was on the roof, shone his flashlight behind him, but it was a man covered in mud, hunched over, dressed in Miao clothes, but this was not a living person, his face was half rotten, all black was rotten flesh, there were white maggots, and there were low roars in his throat.

However, its walking speed is not very fast, it is slower than normal, it can only be scary, but it will not cause real harm to Xiao Zhou.

I was frightened, and then I looked at the new row of graves at the entrance of the village, and saw that the strange tombstones were crooked, and then the graves were mostly dug open, and in the darkness, many hands stretched out; Some of the corpses had already crawled out, their faces looking at the firelight, and they staggered over. We were all on alert, each holding the gun in his hand, Wu Gang shouted to Xiao Zhou, who was walking in a rather strange posture, saying You are a hanging hair, hurry up and run? How do you look like a turtle...... It's right behind you!

Little Zhou was excited, stood upright, and ran wildly towards us, and after two seconds, he rushed in front of us like the wind.

Perhaps because he was afraid of losing, Wu Gang was extraordinarily stern and scolded loudly: "Damn, how do you train you on weekdays?" At the moment of your life, running slowly? Xiao Zhou cried with a sad face, pointed to his pants, and said that Xiang was inside the crotch, can you not be slow? Standing next to me, I took a deep breath, and sure enough, there was still a hot smell wafting away.

As soon as these words came out, we all consciously maintained a certain safe breathing distance from Xiao Zhou.

However, at the moment of crisis, there is no room for laughter. A large number of dead people poured out of the village, staggering towards us, this strange situation made several people frightened, Lao Jin even hid back in the ancestral hall with a smoke, Ma Haibo looked at Hu Wenfei at the head of the house, and asked what the hell is going on, why did these dead people crawl out of the grave, is it a corpse?

Hu Wenfei was also puzzled, saying how could it be? We've investigated it today, and there's no resentment in that mound.

We slowly retreated back, and Yang Cao was a little surprised, saying how could this voodoo thing appear here, or was it that they were put under the zombie Gu? As he spoke, the dead man chasing after Xiao Zhou's ass had already run ten meters in front of us, and under the illumination of several flashlights, his face became clearer: this is a forty-year-old man in the prime of life, more than one meter tall, with a blue-black handkerchief wrapped in the common Miao people on his head, the left side of his face has been rotten, revealing black and white tooth sockets, and his eyes are white vitreous, and the coldness and hatred revealed in them make people's hearts beat at a glance.

Hu Wenfei, who was on the roof, was the first to fire, and the crisp burst of automatic rifle cracked out.

The first shuttle struck the chest, and Bangbang rattled the dead man and fell to the ground. However, when the gunfire stopped, the body began to squirm again. Yang Cao stared at it, shot into the skull of this guy, turned around, and laughed at Hu Wenfei: "It's said that it's the living dead of voodoo, and it's the nervous system of the brain stem that works, and you still hit the chest?" Headshot......"

As he was talking, the living dead man with a bloody head and a big hole in his head actually began to squirm, but Yang Cao opened his mouth wide and didn't speak again.

I took a few steps back, and thought of the record of the Gu cultivation section in "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains", according to legend, Chiyou and the Yellow Emperor competed for hegemony in the Central Plains, with countless dead and wounded, and his strength was greatly reduced. At that time, this thing was quite terrifying, and it once gave Chi You the upper hand for a certain period of time, but it was a pity that the Yellow Emperor got the "Yang Fu Sutra" of the Nine Heavens Xuannu and restrained it; Later, Chi You died, Jiuli collapsed, the mountains and rivers were broken, and it was not until the Yelang Great Alliance period that some mountain remnants refined this thing, called zombie Gu and zombie insects, which looked like corpse beetles, with red wings, and a tribe of thousands of people to resist the alliance; Later, it was gradually lost, but it is said that some corpse families in Xiangxi have some inheritance and will also refine this thing.

If it's really a zombie Gu, the situation is dangerous.

You must know that people who have been planted with zombie Gu have no pain and no consciousness, but they still retain the sense of battle in the pre-mortem part, although they are not like the zombies in American dramas, they can be infected by biting and scratching, but the zombie worms in the stomach can quickly reproduce themselves, and then transform the corpse into the same living dead, and it is highly poisonous; More importantly, I don't know where this thing will hide, maybe in the head, maybe in the chest, or even in the little brother.

If the bet is wrong, we have to break it up to prevent it from coming back.

Yang Caofeng ran back to the house, took out a thirty-centimeter saber, and anxiously asked me what should I do?

Everyone's eyes were on me, because here, I was the only Miao Jiang Gu cultivator.

It's a pity, I don't have any good way, zombie insects, Dunzhai Miao Gu has no research on this, Luo 18 despised this thing in his notes, saying that it is just a small skill of carving insects, providing cannon fodder - he has a high vision, but he has never thought about the difficulties of his disciples and grandchildren. Seeing me shaking his head, Yang Cao stepped forward and slashed at the head of the living dead, he used his dead strength, and the head immediately turned into a round ball and rolled down, Yang Cao didn't do anything, the knife came out like the wind, three times and two blows, and chopped off the limbs of the living dead in front of him.

Gossip men are indeed much tougher than ordinary people.

This ugly living dead divided the body of Yang Cao, and struggled for a while without moving, but a large group of living dead who crawled out of the grave pile had already approached within the ten-meter cordon on our side. Hu Wenfei shouted at us, saying that the enemy was menacing and that it was too chaotic outside, so let's hide inside the ancestral hall first and resist it. Ma Haibo, Wu Gang, Xiao Zhou and others, who had already seen trembling, retreated one after another, and after a while, they had already arrived in the ancestral hall and called us in.

Since it is a Gu worm, the Golden Silkworm Gu, as an existence in the upper reaches of the food chain, must not be afraid of them, as soon as my mind moved, I immediately patted my chest and shouted: "Please invite the Golden Silkworm Gu Lord to appear!" Then after the slogan was finished, but there was no response, my thoughts sank into my body, and I found that the golden silkworm Gu at this moment had actually entered the stage of sleep, no matter how I called, I couldn't wake up.

I suddenly heard what the miscellaneous hairy path had said to me: The Golden Silkworm Gu has a natural fear of things that come from the abyss.

Could it be that my killer weapon is about to become Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword, and the spirit will not work from time to time?

In the face of the crisis, my footsteps slowly moved back, Hu Wenfei also jumped off the roof, looking at the three or five living dead vanguard regiments seven or eight meters in front of me, me, Zamao Xiaodao, Yang Cao, and Hu Wenfei glanced at each other, and then rushed up together. At this moment, taking advantage of the small number of people, let's solve some problems first and see if there is any way to crack them. What I was holding in my hand was the morning knife that slashed in front of the old woman in front, and she actually dodged back, a little more sensitive than when she walked, and not only that, but she also saw the gap and slapped her.

Her hands were like bird's claws, their tendons and skin, and the nails on them were sharp and long, showing a terrifying color of cyan and almost jet-black.

I can imagine how hard it is.

With a twist of her wrist, the mountain opener in her right hand slashed together with her nails. A flash of sparks, with great force passed from the steel knife all the way to my right hand, shaking my wrist numb, and it hurt. I leaped back, and the hairy trail passed me, and the mahogany sword quickly touched the old woman's forehead. Almost in half a second, he used the tip of the talisman to draw a complex rune on the forehead of the living dead.

As soon as this word was formed, the sword trembled like electricity, and the miscellaneous hair trail bloomed like spring thunder in the mouth, and shouted: "Seal!" ”

After saying a word, the living dead froze on the spot, and then fell limply to the ground.

is worthy of being a Taoist priest of Maoshan Mountain, and it really has a strong lethality to such ghosts.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao shouted happily: "My Maoshan secret "Dengyin True Technique" is effective against this thing!" Yang Cao saw that the twenty or so living dead had all flocked to him, afraid of being besieged, and shouted that we should hide in the house first, and then make a decision. I said yes, and took the lead in retreating from the door, and the tip of the sword of the miscellaneous hair trail burned the talisman, forcing the living dead who surrounded me to retreat with a sword, and was about to seal a woman in front of me, when I suddenly heard a little girl's crisp shout from behind me: "Eminem......"

Miscellaneous Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw that the little Miao girl saw the rotten woman in front of him, crying and shouting, and wanted to run out of the door. Ma Haibo was fast, and with his left hand, he hugged the little Miao girl and dragged her into the room.

At this moment of stunned effort, the woman who was called Eminem by the little Miao girl suddenly hugged the miscellaneous hairy trail and opened her mouth to bite her neck. I'm flustered, can this be repaid? The foot that crossed the threshold was withdrawn again, and he took out the vibrating mirror in his arms and took a look: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" As soon as the golden light shone, the dead man fell, and I heard a cry of "ah" from the miscellaneous hairy path, and the clothes on his arms were scratched with a few scars.

I pulled him by the hand, then jumped back and rolled into the ancestral hall, Wu Gang and Xiao Zhou, who had been waiting next to me, immediately closed the door, and then brought a few stone benches to block the door. I rolled around, stabilized a little, and then went to look at the left arm of the miscellaneous hairy trail, which was bruised and swollen, and pus came out.

I didn't say a word, I just took it and started to take drugs, taking two sips, feeling the tip of my tongue numb, spitting on the ground, all black water.

In a few moments, the swelling of the hairy trail's arm subsided, and my tongue grew larger. There was a banging knock on the door outside, and suddenly Hu Wenfei shouted, "Who saw Jia Wei?" I looked up and saw that Jia Wei, who had always been suspected by us, had disappeared in this chaos.