The beasts are concentrated in the most central part of the hill and dig hard, with claws with claws, with claws with mouths, with tails, they dig a small range, small can only hold a coffin...... Coffin? Could it be that there is a fish-patterned coffin underneath?

"Do you want to get rid of them?"

Wushuang said, "No, if you drive them away, we will have to dig them." ”

Without a stick of incense, the beasts worked together to dig a one-meter-deep pit on the top of the mountain, and there was a fish-patterned coffin under the pit. They also knelt around the coffin in the same way, groveling and kowtowing in love.

Wushuang said that animals are spiritual beings, just now they smelled the smell of the fish-patterned coffin and got sweet, so they will look for the same smell as the coffin in the mountains, if I guessed correctly, before sunrise today, they will help me find all the fish-patterned coffins buried in Jingyuetan Mountain.

A sedan drove up on the mountain road, honking its horn while driving, Wushuang looked down and saw that it was Lu Haotian's car, and he quickly called him up and asked him what was wrong.

"Lao Tie, my father asked me to bring you a message to say...... Say ......"

"Don't grind!"

"The body of the old cadre in the morgue of the city bureau is gone. ”

"Oh, is that the old cadre who found the fish-patterned coffin, and the body ran away on its own?"

Lu Haotian said: "I don't know if I ran away, my father doesn't believe it, you also know, their police are all materialistic, but do you remember the immortal corpse we met in the old golden ditch in Xing'anling two days ago?"

Lu Haotian's words reminded Wushuang that if the corpse of the old cadre escaped by himself, then it may be the same as the strange scene that happened in Lao Jingou, because they entered some kind of virus in their body that can control their thinking. A few days ago, the virus had just entered his body, making him fake his death, and a day later, the virus became more and more active in his body, and finally invaded his brain and began to control his actions and thoughts.

Wushuang looked at the animals in front of him who knelt down and worshiped the fish-patterned coffin, and roughly guessed in his heart. The treasure in the coffin may be similar to the fruit growing on the strange tree in Lao Jingou, so the strong thing in the fish-patterned coffin is probably the meat Lingzhi called the "Nurhachi curse" Tai Sui.

But how did the Japanese discover this rare species? Why did they bury this plant-animal life here? Is it to gather local energy?

"We'd better be careful, maybe the corpse of that old cadre will come back. Wushuang said.

They followed the group of beasts to continue to search, and finally before four o'clock in the morning, they circled around the entire Jingyue Lake, and found that there were a total of eight of these Japanese fish-patterned coffins, except for the first coffin, the others were very complete, there were no gaps, and those animals were moving more and more slowly along the way, and few could see the last coffin.

At that time, very few people had mobile phones, and generally a young master like Lu Haotian still held a big brother. Wushuang asked Lu Haotian to call his father immediately, transfer a surveyor, and add manpower to block the Jingyuetan Scenic Area, these fish-patterned coffins can't be left, and its danger is no less than that of Little Japan's catastrophic chemical weapons.

"Ahh This was followed by a deafening gunshot. It was the direction of the first fish-patterned coffin found.

"Something's wrong!

The three of them ran to the top of the hill to see that the hill was covered with scarlet blood, and the body of a police officer was scattered in front of the police car. The other three climbed up the tree, clinging to the trunk with both hands, trembling so frightened that they didn't even dare to make a sound.

In front of the fish-patterned coffin, an old man in a shroud was kneeling in the lead and bowing with the garlic. The eerie atmosphere now is just a sweat countdown.

"Fraud...... Corpse ...... Corpse ......," the three officers muttered tremblingly.

Lu Haotian grinned and hid behind Lan Caidie and said, "My mother, why are you playing again? We don't have a gun this time!"

Wushuang picked up the 54-style pistol next to the car and said, we have a gun, but this Gada, not Xing'anling, this corpse was an old cadre before his death, if he really blew his head with a shot and blamed it, we couldn't eat and walk around.

The three of them had to hide far away and wait for Lu Haotian and his father to send someone to support. After the corpse kowtowed to the fish-patterned coffin, it stretched out its shriveled hand and tried to open the coffin. Lan Caidie was quick and threw a stone, which hit the corpse's head accurately. He was in pain, so he had to look back to find out who had attacked her.

This cute corpse brain has been controlled by some unknown virus, and its thinking ability is limited, and it can only give a command to the human body at a time. Seeing Lan Caidie sneak attacking him, he rushed at Lan Caidie with all his heart, leaving Wushuang and Lu Haotian alone. His body has just recovered, it was originally a corpse, the joints of his body are extremely stiff, where is the blue butterfly posture vigorous, the blue butterfly yin he circled on the top of the mountain, and when he was tired of running, he ran directly up the tree, the guy held the trunk with both hands and ran down, but the big tree was on top of him, and he couldn't jump high.

Lan Caidie was clever, turning out the rope she used to play tricks from her sleeve, wrapping the rope into a sleeve, and hanging down the trunk of the tree, the guy jumped up, and just happened to have his head into the rope sleeve. Lan Caidie hurriedly tightened the noose, tied the other end to the thick trunk, and jumped down.

"Hey...... Aren't you just having a good time?"

"It's still my sister who is smart, otherwise I'll mess with him for a while, and we'll all suffer. Lu Haotian flattered.

That guy's brute strength was born from under his feet, but now his feet are off the ground and there is no fulcrum, even if he has great ability, he can't show it, he is hanging on a tree and kicking his limbs around, but he can't break free from the rope sleeve.

After a while, the sun gradually rose, and the warm sun roasted on the body to dispel the cold in the body, and the three police officers also became bolder, and they all came out to watch the excitement. The corpse hanging from the tree was probably tired, and it hung upright and motionless. There was a good thing, he stabbed him twice with a branch, but he still didn't move, as if the bloody scene that happened just now was a dream of last night, and only the fragmented corpses at the scene witnessed the bloody crime.

Several police cars drove up from the bottom of the mountain with sirens, and the Lu Bureau's face was full of sadness, and he had already heard about what had happened. Another police officer died, if this spreads, I'm afraid Changchun will become the central headline of public criticism.

"Mouse, twins, are you alright?"