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205. Drunk crazy

The so-called immortal inferi is already dead. If it didn't have the ability of earthworms to divide and regenerate, then it would have completely burped now. Of course, it is estimated that the earthworms would not have survived if they were cut into such fine pieces.

possible.

Huang Jingming had no chance to see what exactly happened just now, but the result was right in front of him. He knew what happened just now without having to think about it. Huang Jingming was very grateful to the gust of wind that prevented him from witnessing the tragic process with his own eyes.

"Mr. Tan!"

Huang Jingming endured the discomfort in his body and the panic in his heart and came to Tan Xuan's side. At this time, Tan Xuan's body was covered with blood, especially on Tan Xuan's face, the original color could not be seen at all, and his fingers were still not solidified.

The blood was dripping. Under the light of the mobile phone, Huang Jingming couldn't tell whether the blood on Tan Xuan came from the Yin Corpse or Tan Xuan himself. He could only smell an indescribable putrid smell, which was particularly choking. Fortunately, he had trouble

This night, he had not eaten anything, otherwise he would have completely vomited whatever was in his stomach.

Huang Jingming stretched out his hand to test Tan Xuan's breath. Fortunately, Tan Xuan was still breathing. The long hot breath exhaled by Tan Xuan made Huang Jingming's heart warm. At least what he worried about did not happen.

"Great, you're still alive." Huang Jingming almost jumped up with joy.

Huang Jingming reached out and touched the blood on Tan Xuan's face again. It was sticky. Just when Huang Jingming was about to smell the blood, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. By the time he reacted, he had already been

He fell and somersaulted.

"ah!"

The mobile phone in Huang Jingming's hand fell to the ground. Huang Jingming rolled on the spot and immediately looked warily in the direction of the coffin, where a figure stood up unsteadily from the ground.

"Mr. Tan?" Huang Jingming breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the figure clearly, because the one who stood up was a complete person. He picked up the cell phone on the ground and took a photo, confirming that it was Tan Xuan without a doubt, and Huang Jingming smiled even more.

"Mr. Tan, it's great that you're okay..."

But Huang Jingming soon stopped laughing, because he saw that the blood in Tan Xuan's eyes had not faded, and the look in his eyes was full of confusion and strangeness. The most frightening thing was that Tan Xuan raised his arm towards him.

When Tan Xuan stretched out his hand like this just now, he was still abusing the Yin corpse. Now seeing Tan Xuan walking towards him, Huang Jingming's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Mr. Tan, what are you going to do?" Huang Jingming asked in panic, and subconsciously stepped back.

It's better if Huang Jingming doesn't return it. Tan Xuan walks slowly, not in a hurry. Now as soon as he steps back, Tan Xuan speeds up. In a flash, he arrives in front of Huang Jingming, and then his body is still dripping blood.

His hands were on Huang Jingming's neck.

"Mr. Tan, what are you doing? We are together." Huang Jingming shouted loudly.

Tan Xuan paused, and the confusion in his eyes weakened slightly. He did not look directly at Huang Jingming, and turned his ears slightly, but the blood in his eyes was still very strange.

"Who are you?" Tan Xuan asked in a hoarse voice. His articulation was much clearer than before, but his tone was cold and devoid of any emotion. Moreover, while asking, his hands were gradually increasing in strength, seeming to only give Huang Jingming

Leave some time to answer.

"Mr. Tan, I am Huang Jingming, don't you remember me?" Huang Jingming said loudly. He did not struggle because he knew that struggling would have no effect and would only anger the inhumane Tan Xuan in front of him.

"Huang Jingming? What a familiar name." Tan Xuan hesitated, and the hand that was pinching Huang Jingming's neck stopped exerting force.

"I am Huang Jingming, my Taoist name is Mingjing. We came here from Jiangzhou together. You abide by your promise to Hu Tianshun and come with me..." Seeing that Tan Xuan seemed to be thinking of himself, Huang Jingming said hurriedly, what was on his mind?

What to say, for fear that if he shut up, he would have no chance to say anything again. He panicked, went out to slay demons and defend the way, and ended up not dying in the hands of ghosts, but in the hands of his own people. This was not only ironic, it was simply a joke, and he could still do it.

A joke that keeps colleagues laughing.

"Jiangzhou...Master...Xiao Di...I am Tan Xuan..." Tan Xuan not only muttered a few words in the preface, but suddenly a red light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes instantly regained clarity.

"Haha..." Tan Xuan chuckled at Huang Jingming, took back his hand that was holding Huang Jingming's neck, and then leaned back and fell straight down.

"thump!"

Silence returned to the tomb again.

"What is going on? Mr. Tan!"

Huang Jingming was stunned. He didn't know where Tan Xuan was making trouble again. He didn't dare to step forward and take a closer look. He stood there and stared blankly for a long time. Then he heard Tan Xuan's murmurs and murmurs coming from the ground.

, and the roar is getting louder and louder, and it is becoming unstoppable.

"Are you asleep? Aren't those guys just drunk?" Huang Jingming leaned forward in disbelief. The smell of alcohol in Tan Xuan's mouth had covered up the other fishy odors. Huang Jingming bumped into

The courage touched Tan Xuan again, but this time Tan Xuan did not stand up again, he just turned over, adjusted his posture and continued to sleep soundly. The blood on his face was not dry, and his saliva was flowing down again.

"This...hehehe..." Huang Jingming laughed bitterly, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. He also fell to the ground. After laughing for a while, he cried again. He was a mess. When he was done crying, he started crying again.

He laughed like a madman, wiping the tears from his face while laughing.

"This is too scary. How could a good person become such a virtuous person after just one sip of wine? What kind of wine is this? What kind of person is this? After drinking some wine, he becomes completely virtuous.

Not a human anymore…”

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't sleep naked like this." Huang Jingming picked up Tan Xuan's cotton-padded clothes, tried his best to put the cotton-padded clothes on Tan Xuan, and then picked up his Taoist robe and put it on again

Okay. It doesn't matter whether you are dirty or not. It's a good thing if you don't freeze.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, which was about three meters high from the ground, Huang Jingming shook his head, "It's so high, how can we get out? And Mr. Tan is still sleeping, so what should we do?"

When he was wandering on the edge of life and death, he had not noticed the environment here. Now that it had calmed down, Huang Jingming realized that the tomb was too cold. Tan Xuan at least had a cotton coat to keep out the cold, but his Taoist robe was very thin. Huang

Jing Ming found his wine flask in the corner, but unfortunately it was already empty, and there was no wine for him to warm up with.

The solution must be figured out, especially when safety is at stake, and even fools have a bright idea. After freezing for a while, Huang Jingming, who was rubbing his hands in the cold, finally came up with a solution. Clothes can keep out the cold, and a fire can keep him warm. Those few people in the tomb

The fragmented coffin is just right for making fire, and it is in such fragments that there is no need to chop it up. Tan Xuan's clothes have a lighter, so making fire is not a problem. As for the things to start the fire, aren't there a few mummies, and the wedding clothes they are wearing

Just take advantage of it.

The fire was lit, and the coffin board that had been parked here for who knows how many years finally caught fire after a burst of black smoke, and it was still burning vigorously. With the fire, it not only brought light, but also

After getting over the heat, Huang Jingming felt like he was alive again. But as soon as he got warm, Huang Jingming dozed off. He couldn't help it. It was already brighter at the entrance of the cave. It seemed that it was not far from dawn. After a long night of tossing,

It was strange that he was neither sleepy nor tired. Especially the rhythmic snoring of Tan Xuan beside him was like a lullaby, making him unable to resist the sleepiness very quickly.

"ah……"

A shout woke up Huang Jingming. Huang Jingming raised his head and saw that Tan Xuan beside him had sat up and was stretching his arms. Huang Jingming hurriedly hid aside. He had no choice but to do so. He was really afraid.

Already.

"What are you doing? Why are you running?" Tan Xuan turned to look at Huang Jingming and asked, while talking, he hit his head. His face was originally covered in blood, but now it looked like he had been beaten to bleed.

"Mr. Tan, do you recognize me?" Huang Jingming asked with a surprised look on his face.

Tan Xuan glanced at Huang Jingming and said angrily: "Nonsense, I know you even if you turned into ashes. You useless old Huang, didn't I tell you to hide? Why are you here? Why, that guy is here

I killed you before you started fighting with me? Oh my! I have broken my trust."

Tan Xuan slapped his forehead hard again, with a very annoyed expression on his face.

"Ah!" Tan Xuan screamed, looked down, and cursed: "Damn it, I'm already dead, why are the injuries still brought to the spirit body? Isn't this such a big loss?"

Huang Jingming said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Tan, you don't think you are dead, do you? We are not dead."

"What! We're not dead?" Tan Xuan asked with a frown on his face, a look of disbelief on his face, clearly not believing what Huang Jingming said.

"We are really not dead. Look, we are still here, and those guys are also here." Huang Jingming pointed at the mummies around him and said.

"Are we not dead?" Tan Xuan turned around in a circle, reached out and pinched Huang Jingming's face, causing Huang Jingming to grimace in pain.

Tan Xuan smiled, "You're really not dead, you're still warm."

Then Tan Xuan immediately became confused again, and asked Huang Jingming: "Then I'm not dead, so what's going on? Where is that guy who claims to be immortal?"

"Don't you remember?" Huang Jingming asked, staring into Tan Xuan's eyes.

"What do I remember?" Tan Xuan asked in confusion.

"Isn't this all caused by you?" Huang Jingming pointed to the mutilated and disembodied corpse not far away and said, "You pulled him and the coffin down from above, and then there was a blow here.

It's a strong wind, and when the wind stops, he will look like that."

"Really?" Tan Xuan walked up to the pile of corpses, took a look at it, grinned and walked away, saying in disbelief: "I did this? This is so disgusting, I can do this.

?And this coffin is made of metal, and there are so many chains hanging on it. Can I pull it off? Then am I still a human being?"

Huang Jingming smiled bitterly and said: "You really did this, don't believe it. We are the only two living people here, not you. Do you think I have that ability? You acted like crazy just now, as if you wanted to eat

Just like a human being, you not only tore that guy to pieces, but you also almost strangled me to death. Fortunately, you stopped, otherwise I would really have to wait for you on the road to hell. Look at your hands, you

The blood on your hands is still there. If you don’t believe it, just take off your clothes and take a look. It’s also like that on your body and on your face.”

Tan Xuan untied his clothes and took a look. The blood on his body had dried up, and the mark of the chain on his arm was still there. He touched his face and found that his skin was indeed not smooth. He looked at Huang Jingming and murmured: "These

Is it really all my doing? But why can’t I remember it at all? And why is my head hurting a little bit?”

Huang Jingming curled his lips and said angrily: "You have a headache, it's because you drank my wine. If you don't remember, it's because you drank it. I didn't expect you to become a different person after drinking.

No, until you finish drinking, you won’t be a human being, you’ll be a living demon, scarier than the Inferi.”


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