The moment the coffin "slammed" to the ground....the zombie also flew out of the coffin in an instant.

He landed and turned around, and the full picture of a flying corpse was impressively presented in front of him.

And the most staggering thing is....this zombie can actually wear a five-element robe, and his face is shriveled and fleshless, as if it is a dry skin package. But the limbs and body are full of flesh and blood, and the posture is really no different from ordinary people.

It seems that the tomb robbers and the stupid son of the village chief's family, and even Wu Ergou were sucked out of blood by him.

It's just that hundreds of years of air drying, and the blood of three people, is far from enough to fill him....his hollow dead fish eyes, on the shriveled face, extremely penetrating, staring at me.

"Be careful Jiang Cheng," Zhao Xiaohui reminded, "This is a flying corpse....but the only thing to be thankful for is that this flying corpse is not yet fully formed!"

"How do you know?" I looked at Zhao Xiaohui in astonishment.

I can't help but wonder, how can Zhao Xiaohui know so much about zombies?

Although before taking her to court... I knew that Zhao Xiaohui was from Xuanmen.

But she's not good at Xuanmen's methods at all, but working together... I found that her understanding of zombies is a little more practical than that of the ancient books of Xuanmen.

"The Yinshan Sect is the best at practicing corpses," Zhao Xiaohui did not hide: "I have watched them practice corpses since I was a child, and of course my understanding of zombies is far better than yours......

"Yes," I suddenly looked back at the flying corpse, and he still looked at me with a malicious look in his eyes.

There seemed to be a feeling of squirming in his throat, and he was hoarse and broke in a hoarse voice for a while: "Who are you?"

He really spoke....my heart trembled. This zombie actually opened his mouth and spoke human words.

"What's all the fuss about?" Huang Shiyin thought to solve the puzzle: "Huang Xian can still block the road and ask for seals, and sparrows can also learn to speak, not to mention that zombies are also human beings.......into the realm of flying corpses, he can also be considered to be wise." Now that it's worth the fuss about it?"

"I," I felt aggrieved, "gotta... I look like I've never seen the world, and it really makes you laugh!"

What's more, can you blame me for this?

Looking at the Xuanmen classics, it is only a hasty record of the wisdom of the flying corpse.

Who would have thought that he could be no different from ordinary people....If he was allowed to suck blood and absorb yin, and his face was also flushed with blood, then it would be difficult for him to distinguish between him and the crowd in the future.

"Speak," the flying corpse became a little impatient, "why did you come to the tomb of Marquis Wu?"

I lied to my senses and said, "The boy and the tomb owner of the tomb of Marquis Wu have some origins... So I'm here to bother, please forgive me!"

"Origin?" The flying corpse's gaze became more and more resentful: "You are the descendant of Wuhou?"

"Sort of," I said, "I don't know what the driver is.....

"Hmph," the flying corpse snorted coldly, "It's been more than eight hundred years, didn't your ancestors tell you about these juniors when they talked about the tomb of the Marquis of Wu, their despicable deeds back then?"

"Despicable?" I stared at him in amazement, "Why did you say that?"

"Hehe," he sneered hoarsely, "Then take a good look at me....Didn't your ancestors really mention me?"

I looked closely, and the flying corpse was dressed in a five-element robe.

If it is said that ghosts can see the death of the deceased by the appearance of ghosts....zombies should be like this, only the people who are highly respected in the Xuanmen will wear Taoist robes after death.

But the eye-catching thing is that the flying corpse is wearing a five-element robe....this is a robe that will only be worn when the Daomen opens the altar to cook and exorcise ghosts and evil spirits.

This is obviously not a costume for the burial....Could it be that this flying corpse was also a Xuanmen Taoist before his death?

I subconsciously looked up and looked closely at the layout of the hanging coffin above my head....I really pay attention to it.

Although I am not good at formation, it is not difficult to see.

At first glance, the hanging coffins are in full swing and arranged very regularly... It's like being choreographed.

What happened here 800 years ago?

With some curiosity, I tried to ask, "Senior, can you tell us about the past?"

"Hmph," the Flying Corpse said angrily, "Since you are a descendant of the Marquis of Wu... Ann has the face to listen?"

"Why don't you talk about it," I pretended to be playful, "and let me, the descendant of Wuhou, hear how clumsy my predecessors were... Perhaps, the fact that my predecessors confided the truth will make me feel ashamed of myself?"

"Hehe," the Flying Corpse laughed, "This is a humiliation you brought on yourself..."

"Tell me what to say," I judged from the perspective of a spectator.

Although I kept saying that I had some relationship with Wuhou.

But that's true... Judging from my Tang Immortal Huang Shiyin, I do have some relationship with this Wuhou.

On the contrary, if I am a descendant of Wuhou. Eight hundred years later, who is not his descendant?

While thinking about it, the flying corpse had already spoken, talking about the events of the year.

His voice was as hoarse and calm as it had been...but from his voice, I felt anger.

"More than 800 years ago, I was also a member of the Xuanmen, and I inherited the Yin Mountain lineage!"

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