Hu Ming turned over lightly, came behind the bloody corpse, took out the little brother's sword and gave it back to the little brother.
Under the tired eyes of the younger brother, Hu Ming bent his right leg and pressed it against the spine behind the bloody corpse.
At the same time, his arms were wrapped around the blood corpse's neck, locked into a cross lock, and tightly clasped the blood corpse's neck.
As Hu Ming slowly exerted force, the blood corpse's hands were pulled out from the dragon-marked curling cloud knife.
"That's... the unique skill of the Qishan lineage, Kuixing Kick Fighting!!"
Seeing that the murderous bloody corpse had been subdued by Hu Ming and his little brother, Wu Sansheng felt relieved and marveled.
"My cousin-in-law is the granddaughter of the last mountain-moving Taoist. You know that it's not surprising that I know how to move mountains, right?"
Hu Ming spoke nonsense seriously.
At the same time, the muscles all over the body rhythm slowly and begin to exert force with a special technique.
In Kuixing kick fighting, the posture is secondary, the main thing is the study of the techniques of exerting force on the human body by the Bishan lineage.
Crunchy...
As Hu Ming continued to exert force, an unpleasant and weird sound of bone friction came from the spine of the bloody corpse.
Let me reiterate, Kuixing kicking does not just refer to kicking skills, but a means of removing the big vertebrae of the rice dumpling!
"Wait, something is wrong... something is very wrong. There is movement over there!"
Just when Hu Ming slowly exerted his strength and was about to pull off the large vertebrae of the bloody corpse, Hu Ming suddenly frowned deeply and looked at a wall of the tomb.
Behind that wall, there was a faint sound of digging!
"There? That's a stone wall. What's wrong? There should be compacted grave soil behind it, right?"
Everyone was stunned and all followed Hu Ming's gaze.
"Shh... be quiet and let me listen!"
Ignoring the bloody corpse at the end of the crossbow, Hu Ming calmed down, closed his eyes, his ears trembled slightly, and listened carefully.
Click, click, click... tap...
The sound of digging, the sound of horse hooves... and even the sound of metal colliding...
Except for the sound of digging, the other sounds were intertwined together, giving Hu Ming something very familiar.
It seems like...
"Your uncle's! It's indeed those guys! I should have figured out the purpose of their coming here!"
Hu Ming's expression changed, and he cursed secretly. He ignored the bloody corpse, pulled out his sword, pulled his brother up and retreated.
The moment the two left the place, the stone wall next to them was suddenly violently destroyed.
The broken bricks mixed with soil exploded in an instant.
“…..￥#.….”
A strange ancient language sounded in the tomb.
When the smoke cleared, everyone looked a little unhappy.
These uninvited guests turned out to be the Yin soldiers encountered in the corpse dump!
...
…
The Yin soldiers formed a circle around the bloody corpse and communicated with each other in ancient languages. Everyone who listened was confused.
The face of the little brother here who understands this language becomes a little strange.
"Hey, little brother, what are those guys muttering about, please translate for the translator?"
Wu Xie scratched his head and asked unhappily.
"... Queen Mother of the West, they are here to see King Zhou Mu."
The younger brother glanced at Wu Sansheng's uncle and nephew and Panzi, pondered for a moment, and then lowered his voice and whispered in Hu Ming's ear.
The sound was like a mosquito or a fly. Even though the sound was ringing in my ears, if Hu Ming hadn't had unusually sharp hearing, I might not have been able to hear it clearly.
"What the hell? It's been more than two thousand years, maybe even three thousand years, and you still want to renew your relationship?"
"That woman still remembers her old lover!? What is this? The most infatuated woman in the history of the Chinese dynasty?"
Hu Ming was completely confused. Before, he had thought about the purpose of many Yin soldiers coming here, but he never expected that these Yin soldiers came to King Zhou Mu on the orders of the Queen Mother of the West?
In particular, Ya'er, King of Zhou Mu, had mutated into a blood corpse.
However, the Queen Mother of the West is the woman who has the deepest research on immortality. Maybe she still has a solution for this kind of mutation caused by incomplete transformation, right?
"It is indeed a bit unbelievable, but Hu Ming, now we may be in trouble."
"……It's your fault."
The younger brother nodded slightly, and his expression was a little uneasy. It was obvious that he did not expect this to happen.
However, I have a faint foreboding feeling in my heart.
If the Queen Mother of the West did not forget her old feelings for King Mu of Zhou, more than two thousand years later, she still sent Yin soldiers to search for traces of King Mu of Zhou in the land of China.
So, they just almost killed the blood corpse transformed by King Zhou Mu, wouldn't it be...
"Gah?"
Hu Ming and his little brother paused for a moment, looking blankly at the bloody corpses and Yin soldiers.
Just now, the Yin soldiers bowed slightly to the two of them?
Even the mutated blood corpse of King Zhou Mu softened his gaze towards the two of them?
what's the situation?
They almost killed King Zhou Mu. What the hell is this damn bow?
"%…@$…"
As if he understood Hu Ming and his brother's doubts, the blood corpse and the captain of the Yin soldiers looked at each other and explained slowly...
a long time.
"I see..…"
The younger brother understood and nodded thoughtfully.
Then, the Yin Soldier Captain bowed to several people again, took the bloody corpses and his Yin Soldiers, and slowly left from the blasted cave.
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away until it was no longer audible...
"Well, they said that when King Zhou Mu buried himself, the location of the tomb was kept extremely secret for the sake of safety."
"Since ancient times, the Queen Mother of the West has been looking for King Zhou Mu. It was not until this time that they followed the breath of our precious blood and found King Zhou Mu..."
Hu Ming listened silently to his brother's explanation. He always felt that what he encountered today really challenged normal people's outlook on things.
"You know a lot of things. You should also know the Queen Mother of the West and King Mu of Zhou, right?"
At the end, the younger brother asked pointedly.
"I know something... She can't leave [there], she can only rely on her underhanded soldiers who don't understand Feng Shui to find needles in a haystack..."
"Brother, I'm a little glad that we didn't start so quickly."
Hu Ming lit a cigarette for himself with some melancholy.
The younger brother glanced at Hu Ming indifferently: "It's you, not me!"
Hearing this, the corner of Hu Ming's mouth twitched slightly. What the little brother said was really not wrong.
However, these are not the focus for the time being, after all, there is no need to contact the Queen Mother of the West for the time being.
And King Mu of Zhou who lost his dynasty is indeed not a trouble.
What's important...how to fool these three people in front of me...
Looking at Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie and Panzi who looked confused, curious and thirsty for knowledge, Hu Ming and his brother looked at each other and felt a headache from the bottom of their hearts.
Especially Wu Sansheng, he is an old fox and knows something about it.
You know, twenty years ago, in order to suppress the side effects of the Corpse Turtle Pill, Wu Sansheng's beloved girl stayed in the Snake Marsh Ghost Town for twenty years.
It's not that easy to fool someone.
"That's your business."
The little brother shook off the blood on the knife and said softly.
