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Chapter 13 Fire refining corpses

 This thing is definitely not a zombie.

Its dismembered body did not shed any blood, but instead sprouted countless fine white threads that looked like roots.

entangled with each other, rooted in each other.

Through the raincoat, Li Changan could clearly notice that his men's struggles were getting more intense.

A moment ago, it was chopped into pieces.

The next moment, these stumps and broken arms will quickly merge into a new monster!

Infinite Heavenly Lord.

What the hell is this?!

The Taoist priest glanced left and right.

He saw Ma Chunhua's coffin lying beside him. This coffin was carried when the body was collected. It was made of many materials and was as heavy as iron.

His mind moved.

He quickly put down the body, pushed open the coffin lid, and said "offended".

Then he kicked off a supporting bench under the coffin, and when the coffin rolled and fell, he gritted his teeth and lifted it with all his strength.

Then, the dark coffin rolled to the ground, splashing with water, and trapped the walking corpse inside.

After doing all this, Li Changan still didn't dare to be careless at all.

He stared intently at the coffin.

really.

Not long after.

The coffin shook violently and briefly jumped up.

Obviously the thing inside has taken shape and wants to get out.

How can we make it happen?!

The Taoist priest climbed up the coffin in one step, lowered his waist and pushed it back hard.

At this time, the group of people at the door plucked up the courage from nowhere and shouted to come over and stack Arhats together.

"Stay back, don't come over."

He quickly stopped and raised his hand, and there were two more yellow talismans in his hand.

This is the "Four Spirit Talisman" recorded in the chapter on borrowing the power of heaven and earth in the Talisman Booklet.

A piece of "wood spirit" is affixed to the coffin.

A "Fire Spirit" entered the museum.

The Taoist priest makes a secret with his hands.

"The true mystery shines brightly, and the elixir sky glows. The red phoenix flies, and the red mist thickens. The evil demon's corpse is filthy, and the ashes turn into smoke. Hear my call, and the true spirit descends quickly."

"Hurry up like a law."

Let the law be enforced!

The thick wooden coffin suddenly bounced up for more than ten centimeters and then fell heavily. Green-red flames spurted out from the gap in the water, licking the cold water and making a sizzling sound. White smoke rose up and dispersed in bursts.

At the same time.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of crashing sounds were heard inside the coffin, one sound was faster than the other, and one sound was heavier than the other. The coffin swayed and undulated, like a small boat in the roaring waves.

But Li Changan just sat still, pressing the coffin and chanting incantations.

Until almost all the water in the house was boiled, and smoke filled the old house.

The coffin finally stopped moving.

Black ashes seeped out from under the coffin and spread slowly in the water.

Li Changan jumped down and uncovered the talisman.

The coffin, which had endured so much torment, finally fell apart, revealing two sets of skeletons hugging each other in the sewage.

…………

"Are you the legendary dragon group?"

"no."

"Do people really become ghosts when they die?"

"meeting."

"The goddess in the village said that my recent back pain and cold limbs are due to the feng shui of my ancestors' tombs. Is this true?"

"I suggest you see a doctor."



In the room, everyone gathered in a small circle and rained down random questions.

Li Changan answered a few words patiently, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table.

"enough!"

Now that a resurrected monster has appeared, Li Changan no longer has to follow the confidentiality principle of the mission and tell everyone what he knows.

Then there is the situation in front of you.

Li Changan understood that anyone who has lived peacefully for most of his life, and then one day is suddenly confused by supernatural things, will inevitably be confused for a while.

but……

"Now is not the time to talk around. What should we do next? It's time for us to make up our minds."

When we got down to business, the room fell silent.

Talking in a panic is not a sign of anxiety.

After a long time, someone hesitated to speak.

"Dai...is that thing a zombie?"

Li Changan told the truth: "I don't know."

"Will that kind of monster still appear in the village?"

Li Changan still said: "I don't know."

The audience fell into a deeper silence.

In fact, everyone is not stupid. The current situation is clear at a glance. If you continue to stay in the village, there is a high probability that you will be in danger, but if you want to leave...

Several people looked at each other.

Professor Shao seemed to have been hollowed out by successive accidents, and he looked increasingly older; Xiao Shu's face turned pale, and he was in a trance from time to time; Yi Baohua hung his arm, his previous escape had affected the wound, and now the gauze was still oozing with red; Zeng Guangwen's glasses were broken

The tatters hung on his face, and he was already half-blind.

That means Wang Zhongmin and Li Changan are alive and well.

Such a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people, walking through dozens of miles of old mountain roads in heavy rain?

"If you stay and wait for rescue..."

"You should have come a long time ago. I suspect something happened in the town."

These words broke everyone's last luck.

After another awkward silence.

Wang Zhongmin, who finished smoking the last butt of his cigarette, stamped his feet.

"Then let's go!"

"I have been walking on the old mountain road for decades. I know exactly where to take a detour and where to take shelter from the rain!"

With him as the starting point, the remaining few also risked their lives.

"Let's go! So what if I don't have glasses? It's raining so hard that I can't see clearly."

"Yes. What I injured was my hand, not my foot."

Even Xiao Shu nodded a few times in a daze.

Only Professor Shao seems to have not recovered from the "resurrection" of the corpse, and he always looks absent-minded.

The students called him several times.

He suddenly came back to his senses.

"Let's go? Oh, yes, yes. It should be like this, okay..."

He paused.

"Leave tomorrow morning."

…………

The next day.

As soon as it got light, everyone got up and started working.

Pack your bags and prepare meals.

Li Changan also took the time to enter meditation to restore his mana.

It's not that he is lazy, but that since last night, he has been repeating, entering meditation, making talismans, entering meditation again, making talismans again... and making as many preparations as possible.

More than an hour passed.

He finally ended his trance, and his body, spirit, and magic power barely recovered to 60-70%.

Come out.

Thick clouds were hanging overhead, but the rain had eased, which was good news.

Everyone was gathered in the kitchen. Li Changan glanced at it and saw that one person was missing.

Find Zeng Guangwen.

"Where is Professor Shao?"

After what happened yesterday, to prevent accidents, we stayed in the same room with two people.

"The professor was busy all night picking up the fragments of the mural last night, and he just lay down this morning. I saw that he was working hard, so I didn't disturb him."

Yi Baohua knew that his eyes were not working properly.

"I'll wake up the professor."

But not for a while.

Yi Baohua's panicked voice sounded upstairs.

"The professor is missing!"



In Professor Shao's room.

"I clearly saw him on the bed this morning."

"Where is there?" He opened the quilt and found a backpack lying inside, "Are you blind?!"

"I'm blind."

Yi Baohua and Zeng Guangwen were so anxious that they jumped to their feet.

"Don't argue." Xiao Shu's mood was particularly fragile, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Now is not the time to quarrel." Wang Zhongmin also tried to persuade him, "We must first find out where Professor Shao is now? What if..."

In case of anything, he didn't say anything, but everyone couldn't help but shudder and looked at their last hope.

Li Changan squatted beside the bed and inspected it carefully for a while.

There were no signs of a fight.

In other words, Professor Shao left "voluntarily". It was raining heavily and no one heard anything. But the question is, why did he conceal his whereabouts? Where did he go?

The Taoist priest stood up and walked back and forth in the room.

I found a large oilcloth spread out in the corner of the room.

He remembered that the fragments of murals brought up from the underground were placed here.

Open.

Under the oilcloth are two sets of murals, two pairs of perfectly spliced ​​murals.

Yi Baohua blurted out.

"impossible!"

It's really impossible.

The patterns of the fragments are blurry, and the edges of each piece are mostly weathered and worn. The splicing work is extremely cumbersome. It took several members of the archaeological team several days to piece together the three murals.

Professor Shao can finish the remaining two pairs in one night?

This is very illogical.

Li Changan frowned and looked at the mural.

One picture echoes "Azhi's Story": the villagers relied on the "divine blood" to build a prosperous village in the mountains. There was no need for farming or animal husbandry, and everyone enjoyed a prosperous life. At the same time, , the "sacred blood" is used less and less, and the crisis lurks.

But in the last picture, the content is completely different from "Azhi's Story".

In the story, the villagers rebelled and chopped off Azhi's head, causing the mountain god to become angry and destroy the village.

But in this mural, after the "divine blood" was exhausted, it was Azhi who led the villagers to leave the village and came to the cave of the mountain god. They offered sacrifices during the ceremony, and the mountain god emerged from the darkness and opened the pure white The portal leads the villagers into his world.

Li Changan stared at the scene of the ceremony. The expression on the mural was very vague, but it had a strange attraction.

Like a whirlpool.

It sucks in the spirit of the unfortunate person who witnessed it, stretches it, cuts it into pieces, and chews it up, making people tremble and feel sick from the depths of their souls.

"Brother Li?"

Li Changan woke up suddenly when he heard a call in his ear.

He looked at the picture again and saw that it was just a turbid white mass with a disgusting look.

Turn back.

Facing everyone with an expression of expectation, worry or doubt.

He exhaled softly.

"I know where Professor Shao went."


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