If things ended here, it would be one thing. It is amazing that this team leader will invite experts from all over the world to rush to the Baixuan Coffin to defeat the zombies, and then make fortunes for those who deserve it, and solve doubts for those who need it.
Unexpectedly, after they ran out of the mountain after all the hard work, the Corpse King, who had broken his right hand, chased after them.
That night, the Corpse King rushed directly to the small hotel in the town, chasing the leader and companions and refusing to let go.
The leader was seriously injured and was thrown to the ground by the Corpse King and bitten to death on the spot. The companions took the Corpse King's right hand and fled.
From this moment on, the Corpse King has been chasing his right hand and will not let go.
The survivor fled thousands of miles, but still refused to throw away his right hand. Just kidding, his leader and companions died in the hands of the Corpse King. How could he be willing to accept it if he didn't kill the Corpse King?
Even if he dies, he must avenge his comrades!
The strong man narrated slowly, and I listened with horror. Corpse King, that is not something that ordinary people can deal with. The golden undead corpse and the headless evil corpse that I encountered before are like little brothers in front of others!
So how can the survivors be the opponent of the Corpse King alone?
The strong man continued: "Three days ago, I passed by a small cave in southern Henan and saw the survivor. At that time, there were traces of burning on the ground, broken corpse suppressing charms, and some remaining corpse ropes, which were very new.
The iron coffin.”
"The survivor is lying in the iron coffin, covered in corpse poison, and is about to die."
I sighed secretly, having already guessed what the survivor had done. He wanted revenge, so he chose a place with good feng shui, prepared an iron coffin, used gasoline, a corpse-killing charm, and a corpse rope, and wanted to follow
The corpse king plays with his life.
In the end, he missed a move and was beaten to death by the Corpse King.
The strong man restrained the deceased and took the corpse king's right hand from the iron coffin, so he was also targeted by the corpse king.
I picked up the bag and reached out to untie the rope, but the strong man stopped me: "Don't mess around, this thing will hurt people."
I laughed and said, "Don't worry."
While talking, he turned around and took out two Bagua mirrors from the back room. One Bagua mirror was upright and the other was in reverse. The reverse side was like the reflection in the mirror.
I placed two Bagua mirrors on both sides of the table, then put on gloves and took out the corpse king's right hand.
This hand was purple in color, the color formed by the gradual drying of blood after years of accumulation. The wound on the wrist was very neat, and it should have been cut off by the leader with a clean knife.
The most eye-catching thing is the five fingers. These five fingers are very wide, almost twice the size of an adult. Judging from the size of this palm, the one-eyed corpse king is at least two meters tall.
The most important thing is that when I took out this hand, the five fingers were still bending and moving, and the nails were as sharp as dagger blades.
But when he was illuminated by the light of the Bagua Mirror, he immediately twitched slightly and couldn't move.
The strong man said in surprise: "F*ck! It's okay! This claw is very powerful. It will scratch people as soon as it is taken out. If it weren't for the runes on the bag to suppress it, I wouldn't be able to bring him here!"
I smiled slightly and carefully looked left and right with my paw. After thinking for a moment, I took out a stick of incense from the cabinet, lit it and moved it closer to my paw.
The green smoke curled up, rising erratically at first, but with a slight movement of the claws, the blue smoke quickly changed direction and flew towards the zombie's right hand.
The strong man stared at it for a while, then stretched out his thumb and praised: "Little brother, this method is necessary! You are Master He's apprentice, right? Shimen Baishi Shop is indeed well-deserved!"
Although he was praising me, I looked solemn and whispered, "This is a soul-returning corpse!"
The strong man was stunned for a moment and said: "Returning Soul Corpse?"
According to old legend, after a person dies, he will return to his soul within seven days. After seeing himself for the last time, he should follow the ghost. At that time, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and life will be completely ended.
But there are always exceptions to everything, but there is a group of dead people who are very obsessed at times. They deceive the ghosts on the night of returning to the soul, and the three souls and seven souls get back into the corpse and escape.
This kind of thing is generally considered to be the same as corpse fraud among the people. But the real corpse fraud is because the corpse moves autonomously. This kind of corpse fraud can really kill people.
Once the soul-returning corpse runs away, the corpse and soul will become one. Such a thing is both a corpse and a ghost, possessing the characteristics of both a zombie and a fierce ghost.
The Corpse King's right hand was chopped off by the team leader, but part of the Corpse King's soul was also chopped off.
It may not care about a severed palm, but it will definitely care about a chopped-off soul. That's why the Corpse King pursues it closely and never allows the person who snatches away his palm to leave.
After the strong man finished speaking, he sighed and said, "Actually, along the way, I made countless phone calls and asked many people, but I couldn't explain why."
"Little brother, I'm convinced! I'm really convinced this time!"
"Then can you seal the right hand of the Corpse King? I'm really worried about this thing chasing behind me."
I did not rush to answer, but asked: "Sir, what do you call him?"
The strong man said, "My surname is Peng. Because I am strong, people in my circle call me Peng Zhuanghan!"
I asked again: "I have a question that I don't understand. What do you want the Corpse King's right hand to do? The Corpse King lacks his soul and limbs, so he will never become a Corpse Immortal."
"This is a life-and-death feud, do you know?"
Peng Zhuanghan hesitated for a moment and said, "You don't need to worry about it. Besides, if the Corpse King can't cultivate into a Corpse Immortal, wouldn't it be better? To prevent more people from dying in the hands of this thing."
"Is that okay? If you can seal this claw, you can make whatever price you want!"
I said helplessly: "Mr. Peng, this is not a question of money! The main reason is that the Corpse King has left the mountain and might be in the North China Plain now. If I seal the Corpse Qi and stop it from leaking out, that guy will go crazy!"
"When the time comes, all life will be devastated and zombies will suck blood. I don't know how many people will die in its hands. I cannot bear this responsibility."
Peng Zhuanghan said without hesitation: "One hundred thousand!"
I shook my head, I was really being treated like a child.
If the corpse king's right hand is still there, it will only stare at Peng Zhuanghan. This guy just wants to spend money to buy convenience for himself. As for whether the people outside are dead or alive, what does it have to do with him?
Peng Zhuanghan said again: "Three hundred thousand! Little guy, you have to do it. This money is your own private business. I will never say another word to Master He!"
I shook my head and said, "Sorry..."
Peng Zhuanghan's eyebrows gradually rose and he said: "Boy, don't be so shameless..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone behind him sneer: "My eldest nephew really doesn't want the face you gave me! What's the matter? You bite him!"
As soon as Peng Zhuanghan turned around, a figure suddenly grabbed him by the collar. The next second, the nearly two-meter strong man was thrown out by his third uncle.