Chapter 7 Twelve Corpse Chasing, Golden Silkworm Gu Appears
I recognized this cry immediately. It was Wang Yongfa, the kid who brought me in before.
Being showered with my vomit, he couldn't help it anymore, crying and vomiting. Suddenly, I felt that the atmosphere in the cave was a bit gloomy. This well is a vertical shaft. I looked it up and saw that it was quite dark.
Three or four meters high, I don’t know where this little guy fell. Hearing the cry in the cave, Di Fantian immediately exploded, shouting in the distance to hurry up and let go of the rope quickly... His anxious mood
It affected me immediately. Without thinking, I almost threw the rope in. Wang Yongfa, a kid who is also very flexible, grasped the rope tightly in an instant.
I endured the stench, stretched out my hand, and saw that this naughty kid was strong and weighed fifty or sixty pounds, but I had been nourished by golden silkworm Gu for a long time, and my arms were strong and I had enough explosive power. It took almost only ten seconds.
He pulled him up in three clicks. I was very happy when he came up. This kid, with his head covered with soup and water, hung in colorful colors, actually had half a piece of fat bacon. Okay, I'm sorry about this, because
It really smelled so bad. I reached out and grabbed his hand and pulled him up to the ground. I heard Di Fantian shouting in the distance: "Yongfa my son, run quickly, run to the house..."
The kid was so smart that he didn't even care about the dirt on his head. He shook my hand away and jumped out like a rabbit.
I was surprised when I saw Ji Qi Tian, his mother-in-law, and his two brothers holding a red rope tied with many talismans. Someone even took a pot of black blood. The bearded brother actually took out a stick from the TV.
The shotguns I saw were looking at me eagerly, and even the old man with gray hair and boyish face had a bunch of talismans in his hand. I immediately felt the seriousness of the situation, remembered what Ji Fantian had just said, and turned towards
The field behind the house.
As soon as I turned around, I heard something jumping out of the well mouth from behind.
A stinking wind blew towards me. I didn't have time to dodge, so I rolled on the spot and avoided it. I was rolling on the ground. I took a moment to take a look, oh my god, I saw the mouth of the well jumping out.
There were several people of different heights and black faces, with stiff bodies and dull eyes. Some were wearing blue-black tunic suits, and some were in ragged clothes. Their exposed skin looked like dried bacon, and they all had a layer of growth.
It has misty white hair (some are black), opens its mouth, and all its teeth are sharp, and the stench is astounding.
Goosebumps spread all over my body, and a terrifying chill spread from the top of my head to my tailbone.
I suddenly understood why Ji Fantian must let me save his son, and was even willing to pay the price for a certain method that he was unwilling to mention before: the section on zombies in "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" mentioned
Zombies have a certain memory of their lives, recognize people by their breath, and usually rest in peace. If they are convulsed, they will naturally have ferocious anger in their hearts, so they must find someone to claim their lives. If they claim someone's life, there will be no sound around, and they will feel at ease and return to the world.
In deep sleep.
I am a guy who is cursed to attract evil things. In terms of the strength of my target, I am definitely bigger than his son.
My heart was filled with anger, and this earth-shattering move would cost me and his son to exchange our lives.
Although I was willing to shed my blood for Duoduo, I was not willing to die in vain for an illusory promise. The anger in my heart was so angry that it could burst my lungs. But I was not even remotely excited for a moment.
I didn’t dare even think about scolding my mother, because just when I stopped rolling and got up, twelve zombies appeared at the entrance of the well, jumping on their feet and rushing towards me. The one closest to me was a two-inch-long blue-black zombie.
The nails are almost touching my back.
There was a little zombie with the most delicate appearance. He opened his mouth with black teeth and bit him on the butt.
It seems to prefer this part.
I looked at the hazy sky and jumped up as fast as I could in my life. Instead of running to the field ridge next to the big house, I ran toward the crowd of people waiting for me to yell at me, "I can't."
It was a trap for nothing, and we wanted to die together. As soon as this thought arose, it was immediately extinguished. I made a 90-degree turn and nimbly turned to the side of the field, with a group of living dead chasing me behind me.
And...a serious face with a beard, and a gun pointed at me in his hand!!! I have cursed the curse words in my heart countless times, and this time I was really tricked.
Endless regrets welled up in my heart. I was too young, too young, and the earth-shattering promise came with a single word, but I was confused. I thought Duoduo was recovering well, but I didn’t know that my life was indeed in danger. I ran,
I rushed to the field in three steps and two feet. On a cold day, the paddy fields were all dry mud and there were some crop stubbles. I kept walking, looking at the steepening slope and the path in the distance, thinking in my mind
It's chaotic and I don't know how to run.
At this time, I heard a "whoosh" sound above my head, and something flew over my head and hit me hard. My heart went cold, wow, is this thing a jumping corpse?
Yuan Mei, a famous writer in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, wrote a note "Zi Buyu", which divided the types of zombies into purple zombies, white zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies, wandering zombies, prone zombies, and non-bone zombies. And I
In the Twelve Methods book, zombies are divided into six categories, namely white zombies, black zombies, jumping zombies, flying zombies, and zombie demons (also known as "monsters"). The last one... This is too nonsense.
It’s anti-human, so let’s not mention it. This is my first time encountering this thing. I don’t understand it, but I know that someone with such agility must be as ferocious as jumping into a corpse!
What is a jumping corpse? Black zombies have been sucking blood for decades. They shed their black hair and jump around. Although they are afraid of the sun, they are not afraid of people or any domestic animals.
This kind of thing is too scary.
That guy had an old look on his face, and he looked a bit like my idol Mr. Einstein, but the muscles on his face had begun to stiffen, and his cheeks were actually rotten. There were still a few big-headed black maggots squirming inside, and his eyeballs were turned into
It was white, and its clothes were ragged Miao blue homespun cloth. It got up, and swung its black paws. I was almost caught off guard, and I stretched out my hand to block it. It was like being hit by a heavy truck in the east wind. My elbow was almost broken, and I was like a cannonball.
Then flew away.
Where is that behind? It's a group of rotten living dead running towards me.
I flew in the air for a while, with the wind blowing in my ears. When I didn't respond, I felt a heavy collision with a stiff body, and I fell down together. I was highly concentrated, and naturally I was not unconscious. If I dared to close my eyes at this moment, I would
It was never possible to open my eyes. I held my lower body with my hands. The tentacles were slippery and sticky. They were years of corpse paste. They were white and oily, very smelly and disgusting. I jumped up and found that there were people around me.
The living dead circled around and stretched out their hands to grab me.
I was thinking about how my grandfather mentioned my hands, saying that although they were cursed, they had some virtues and could suppress Xiao Xiao.
Gritting my teeth, I almost used all my strength, swatted my hands forward, and used a copycat version of "Toppling the Mountain", and suddenly hit a corpse covered with white hair. In an instant, my palms were burning, and I actually slapped it.
I retreated more than a meter, and before my confidence was boosted, I was ready to kill everyone. The zombies gathered around me, all of them covered my sight. Two fists were naturally difficult to defeat with four legs. I am just an ordinary mortal, not Lu Dongbin.
, not Monk Jigong, let alone the True Immortal XX, how could he resist this? His arms and body were scratched by sharp nails all of a sudden, and a lot of blood flowed out.
I gritted my teeth and wanted to break out, but my foot was held tightly by the zombie I just bumped into.
I fell to the ground. In addition to feeling the pain of contact with gravity, I felt a numb darkness spreading from the wound to my entire consciousness.
I've been poisoned by corpse poison.
There are countless evils in my heart waiting to be released, and my desires multiply in an instant.
Not far away, I saw Di Fantian and others shaking their heads and sighing, with expressions of pity. Farther away, layers of hazy clouds piled up on the green mountains. This is the Tianlong Gorge, the gloomy place of Fumai,
Mountains gather together, and nine rivers touch the abyss. Countless people died in wars, rebellions, and suppression, and their grievances never dissipated. It is a natural place to raise corpses.
Ten hands grabbed at me, and my right thigh was already bitten.
Am I going to die? Die from an ordinary trip to seek medical advice, die from an unexpected death, die from the blame of a group of unscrupulous people who refine corpses and raise ghosts... Damn it, you bastards
Xiaodao, the good place you introduced is so bullshit, who are these people?
Then, an overwhelming number of hands, feet, and mouths all attacked me.
I'm dying……
After I die, all the zombies will sneak back into the corpse cave, rest in peace, and then they will be able to calm down their auras. Then they will put an "Earth Soul Suppressing Talisman" on the forehead of each zombie, and continue to refine his corpse elixir in order to live a long life.
Years old, rich and prosperous. I have pity on my seven-foot-old man. After being bitten by this, his body is gone and he has no home. He may even be refined into a ghost and be unconsciously driven by others to do things like turning over graves and tombs.
thing.
When I think of these tragic events, my desire to live becomes extremely strong.
At this moment, I have nothing else to rely on, and the small universe cannot explode. I can only put all my hope into these magical words: "Please give me the golden silkworm Gu! Please show me the golden silkworm Gu... I
Damn you, you fat worm, if you don’t get up, we two brothers will go to hell together!"
The natal life is originally a mutually dependent relationship of the same destiny.
This threat has basically reached the level of life and death.
Then I suddenly felt a movement underneath me.
The chrysanthemum is loose.
I'll wipe it!
Did you agree not to leave? Why are you still here... But I no longer care about these trivial things. I watched with tears as the golden light appeared around my body, the numbness in my body disappeared, and the gloomy darkness spread like a tide.
Retreat. Then, an invisible majesty suppressed all the zombies that wanted to pounce. It was like a tiger that broke into the wolf's den, looking at all the dirty things in front of it with a kingly pride.
Will the zombie retreat? Obviously not. Its brain, which has been damaged by corpses and time, obviously cannot hold too much awe. It just froze for a moment, paused, and then grabbed me again. I was at least 6
Grab it with one claw and lift it up high. If you exert any force, I will be torn into pieces.
I was lifted up.
Then I saw the long-lost Golden Silkworm Gu. It flew in front of my eyes. The fat bug became fatter and fatter. Its black bean eyes were rolling around, as if it was laughing at me, or expressing longing... and being woken up.
I was unhappy with this fat bug who often got angry. I saw a small fleshy cocoon on its golden head, which was bright red, like a crown.
The sky was getting darker and darker above my head. I blinked my eyes, and the little thing swayed and disappeared!
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