Yuqing and Yang Zimei rushed to the cemetery and found that the coffin had been overturned to one side, there were two heavy footprints on the loose soil around it, and the air smelled vaguely of rotting corpses.
"Master, it's gone!" Yang Zi looked at the cemetery with brows. Who could have imagined that there was still a corpse hidden under the empty coffin?
"Niuniu, find it quickly and kill it." Yu Qing's eyes were full of anxiety, "If it bites someone, that would be terrible."
Yang Zimei nodded and looked around.[
It was discovered that there was a layer of black air near the village, which should have been brought by the corpse.
She hurried to that direction with Yuqing, and when she was about to get closer, she suddenly heard a sharp and painful scream, which echoed very clearly in the mountains in the early morning...
Yang Zimei's heart sank, "Master, it seems to be the voice of my uncle."
Yuqing also heard it.
The two of them quickened their pace and arrived in a hurry.
On the drying floor, a corpse wrapped in dirty yellow cloth was tied up with a corpse rope, with a yellow talisman taped to its forehead, and it was struggling feebly.
On the other side, Yu Zhenzi had one of his arms cut off and rolled on the ground. The wound was bloody and flowed all over the floor. He was covering the wound and wailing.
"Uncle Master"
Yang Zimei shouted, stepped forward and took out the silver needle, quickly sealed the blood from his wound, wrapped it with Yunnan Baiyao, and injected innate energy.
The blood in Yuan Zhenzi's hands gradually solidified, and he was able to inject true energy, and his pale face regained some vitality.
"Uncle Master, what's going on?"
Yang Zimei couldn't help but glance at the erect corpse next to him. The turbid odor rushed straight into his nose, and he could only chant a spell to seal off his sense of smell.
This is the first time she has seen the legendary fake corpse!
I thought it was disgusting at first, but after comparing the previous Gaba ghost descendant and his baby vampire descendant, this fake corpse seems to be a little childish. However, a black dead man, plus some decay, is really
Very disgusting.
"I was bitten on the arm by it. I was afraid that the corpse would spread, so I quickly cut off my hand." Yu Zhenzi said with lingering fear.
Yang Zimei lowered his head and looked at the severed arm of Yu Zhenzi that fell on the ground. It had turned into the same black color as the dead body.
"It must be burned as soon as possible to prevent the corpse poison from spreading everywhere." Yuqing had no time to feel sorry for his junior brother's injury.
It is very commendable that Tamako Mako knew how to cut off his hands to survive in such a decisive way, otherwise he would have become a zombie now.
"Burn here?"[
Yang Zimei looked around in confusion.
"Of course not. This is the grain drying ground of Yuecun. If the corpse poison spreads, it will harm the whole village, so it must be moved away." Yu Zhenzi said.
Yang Zimei looked at the thing disgustingly, "How to move it?"
If she was asked to move, she would never be able to do it.
However, she couldn't bear to let her elderly master move.
"I know how to drive away corpses!" Yu Zhenzi endured the severe pain and said, "Uncle, I stayed in western Hunan for ten years and learned this from a Taoist priest who drove away corpses."
Yang Zimei blinked and looked at his uncle.
On the surface, this uncle looks sloppy, funny and incompetent, but in fact, he still has many surprising things.
The decisive courage he showed in quickly cutting off the bitten arm was enough to make people awe-inspiring.
"It's almost dawn, quickly rush it to the mountains and destroy it, as well as this arm." Yuqing nodded and said to Yang Zimei, "Niuniu, see if your little iron tower can absorb the remaining poisonous gas."
