Jiang Meng and Xiang Xiaotian had been drinking in the new house and waiting for Chen Mengsheng, but they didn't see Chen Mengsheng come back after waiting all night. Shangguan Yanran was also uneasy in the inner room. The senior brother had never been out for so long while investigating a case. He didn't know.
Where did the senior brother go? I heard that the lonely tombs in the wasteland in the north of the city are dozens of miles away! Shangguan Yanran's eyes turned red, and when he saw Jiang Meng and Xiang Xiaotian, they were also sighing and worried about Chen Mengsheng's safety. Xiang Xiao
Tian saw Shangguan Yanran forcing out a smile and saying, "Miss Shangguan got up so early, why don't you get some sleep?"
"Good morning, Brother Xiang. Senior brother went out to investigate the case last night but stayed all night. Why haven't you come back yet?"
Jiang Meng said: "Miss Shangguan, you are worrying too much, my brother is very capable. I guess the case is complicated, so my brother must have followed the clues and followed the investigation smoothly, right?"
Shangguan Yanran shouted loudly: "The two eldest brothers are actually thinking the same thing as me. Since you are worried, why don't we go to the north of the city to have a look."
Xiang Xiaotian was also filled with depression and shouted: "Miss Shangguan is right, I will definitely go crazy if I sit here anymore. Come on, Miss Shangguan, let's go to the north of the city to have a look."
"No, wait and let me go together. His grandma is a bitch. After drinking all night, she didn't taste anything. I feel so depressed." Jiang Meng raised the nine-ring sword behind the door and flew away.
After getting on their horses and ordering the porter's boy to find the county magistrate Wang Ji, the three of them galloped towards the north gate.
There was mist in the deserted graves in the north of the city, and there were only three people on the cold earth and rocks. They tied horse ropes outside the willow forest. When they stepped into the field, three or two crows flew into the clouds with a "croaking" sound. This made the three people
My heart sank even more...
Shangguan Yanran looked around, and saw countless broken monuments and tombs in this wasteland. There were countless dead people and bones on the streets, and there was no trace of life in the ground for more than ten miles. The sun passed high in the sky, and the bright sun finally swept away the haze and fog in the wasteland.
And Kong. The three of them wandered around the tomb for a long time, but they only found a place of more than an acre. They heard the sound of horses neighing from the wasteland, and the three of them turned around to see that it was the young man from Jiang Meng's mansion who was leading him.
The soldiers came. Behind them were Zhu Zijian, the prefect of Yangzhou Prefecture, and Wang Ji, the county magistrate.
Zhu Zijian rode up to Jiang Meng, narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Jiang Shoucheng, I just heard that the county magistrate Wang Ji reported that Master Chen came to investigate the zombie case here last night and has not returned yet. I am very anxious."
A thousand soldiers came to help in the search, hoping to find some clues."
Zhu Zijian raised his whip, and the soldiers scattered in all directions. After all, it was easier to do things with more people, but it was only half an hour later. A soldier was heard shouting loudly, and everyone immediately followed the call and moved towards the shouting soldier.
Coming closer, Shangguan Yanran was dumbfounded when he came closer...
The ground clearly bore the marks left by Chen Mengsheng's thunder and fire, and besides the marks there were messy fractures of flower stems. What surprised Shangguan Yanran the most was that the nearby trees were splattered with mottled blood. Jiangnan wet
The weather was strong and the thick fog had just cleared. Xiang Xiaotian touched the blood stains that had not yet dried. Zhengqi said: "Judging from the blood stains, there must have been a fierce fight here three hours ago."
At this moment, another soldier beside him shouted: "Sir, it's quite strange that there are torn brocade and rags here."
Zhu Zijian and Wang Ji heard this and came over to take a look, only to see a large piece of brocade robe half buried in the soil. Shangguan Yanran and Xiang Xiaotian immediately recognized that it was what Chen Mengsheng wore last night, and they dug like crazy.
The two people dug nearly half a foot into the earth and rocks, but found strangely that the clothes were tied up in the earth, and it was as if something had caught the corners of the clothes.
Xiang Xiaotian frowned and said, "Girl, something is wrong. Stop digging now. Brother's clothes seem to have been brought into the soil by something."
Although Shangguan Yanran was anxious, she had always admired Xiang Xiaotian's observation ability in the wild. She stopped and asked, "Brother Xiang, what's wrong?"
Xiang Xiaotian stood up and said solemnly to everyone: "You see, this is dozens of feet away from the place where the fight took place. If my brother was knocked down by the demon here and buried here, he would definitely be injured in this section of wet and soft soil.
It left an obvious drag mark, but you can see that from here to the corner of the clothes, apart from the messy footprints, there are no traces of dragging." Xiang Xiaotian kept looking at the areas where the fire marks were exposed and the clothes were exposed.
I walked up and down the road and checked.
The prefect Zhu Zijian asked: "Master Xiang, have you discovered anything?"
"Master Zhu, I found dozens of pairs of different footprints on the soft soil with a radius of ten miles. These footprints are scattered and scattered. It seems that they are gathering together to protect something?"
As Xiao Tian spoke, he pointed at several different footprints. Based on the direction of the feet, he could roughly determine the origin of the dragon's veins.
"Xiang Daxia, then Master Chen's clothes were brought into the mud by the footprints, right?"
"That should be the case, but I still don't know what kind of thing can crawl into the soil on its own?" Xiang Xiaotian touched his chin and thought for a long time, but he still had no answer.
Zhu Zijian dismounted and said: "Come here, leave a team of ten people to dig out Master Chen's clothes. The others all stepped back a foot, and each soldier held his soldiers in hand to prevent any changes."
At Master Zhu's order, the soldiers in the deserted tomb protected the two adults and retreated more than a foot. A large circle of about three feet was suddenly vacated at the corner of Chen Mengsheng's clothes. Ten soldiers holding swords pulled Xiang Xiao away.
Tian and Shangguan Yanran were separated from each other, and the sword went towards the soil where the clothes were exposed...
The ten people's swords moved at the same time, and the earth and rocks flew away, and another piece of the brocade robe was exposed, but the black brocade robe had been tattooed into strips and extended into the ground. A soldier pulled the brocade robe, and with a fierce pull, it was
It didn't move at all, but the brocade robe seemed to have shrunk into the soil.
"There are goblins, sir, there are goblins inside." Bingtu turned around in panic to report.
Zhu Zijian said angrily: "Today we have more than a thousand people, and we are still afraid of a goblin? Dig the ground three feet for me to dig out the goblin. Come on, send me an extra pair of men and horses and dig hard for me."
The magistrate's order was as big as the sky, and the original ten-man soldier team was doubled. Ten fresh troops among the twenty men began to dig the soil, and the other ten were responsible for cleaning up the dug-out soil. The work was in an orderly manner.
As the process progressed, a large hole with a depth of more than three feet was dug out with the effort of a stick of incense. The dug-out soil had a strange, thick green color.
"Oh..., my sword, something is holding my sword." A soldier suddenly shouted loudly in the dirt, holding the sword handle with both hands and pulling hard. But the sword was
It keeps sinking...
"Come here and help me pull it out. This guy is really powerful. I still don't believe it. There are so many people here and yet...ah...ah...ah..." The soldier was interrupted by a scream just halfway through his words.
Before the surrounding soldiers could rush over, they saw that the shouting soldier disappeared in the blink of an eye. Those with sharp eyes saw a green ghost claw suddenly stretched out from the ground and grabbed the soldier's ankle.
Under that claw, the soldier's ankle bones were completely broken. He was grabbed by the ghost claws into the ground while screaming, leaving only a dark hole in the pit. The soldier who was caught by the green claws could still hear three or two at first.
There was a scream, and soon it was silent. Everyone present was stunned by this sudden change. The county magistrate Wang Ji looked panicked and said: "Master Zhu, there is a goblin buried underground. Sir, you
What should we do about this?"
Zhu Zijian looked at the dozen or so soldiers who were still in shock, and took out a sword from the waist of the soldier beside him. He walked quickly to the hole in the ground, pulled out the soil with his sword and said: "Who has never died since ancient times? A man can only
If you want a place to die, how can you face the elders of Yangzhou if you are an immortal evildoer!" The soldiers were moved when they saw that the prefect Zhu Master was already taking the lead, and immediately the fear that the soldiers had previously felt disappeared. Hundreds of soldiers were armed with swords and guns.
They gathered around with swords and halberds raised in their hands. If the place wasn't too small to accommodate so many people, they would definitely have cut the underground monster into pieces with a thousand knives! With dozens of people digging together, they immediately found it.
The distended body of the soldier who was dragged underground. Under the body was a pool of green viscous fluid. Just as a soldier was about to pull the soldier away, Xiang Xiaotian shouted loudly: "Don't even touch him.
, he has become a drought demon, and anyone who touches him will die..." Before Xiang Xiaotian finished speaking, he saw the dead soldier in the pit standing up straight. The soldiers were horrified and protected the prefect Zhu Zijian and retreated. Who
Have you ever seen a guy walking on a stiff straight leg with his eyes closed and his eyes closed?
"Xiao Dezi's corpse has changed."
"Xiao Dezi has become a zombie"... Among the soldiers, there was an acquaintance with the soldier who had turned into a zombie. Only then did Zhu Zijian know that the soldier's name was Xiao Dezi. How could a large pit six or seven feet deep be able to block Xiao Dezi?
Son, the soldiers at the edge of the pit held spears and halberds against Xiao Dezi from a distance to prevent him from moving forward. Unexpectedly, this zombie was extremely powerful. A dozen or so people tried their best to push him away.
Back in the pit, the dozen or so soldiers made of hardwood handles began to bend exaggeratedly, and a smelly, sticky green liquid flowed out of the mouth of the zombie Xiao Dezi. He slammed the wooden handles with both hands, and the dozen or so soldiers were completely bent.
Broken into two pieces...
The winter sun shone through the bare trees on Xiao Dezi's body, which had just climbed out of the pit. A layer of green smoke immediately appeared on the originally gray skin. The skin and flesh seemed to be boiled and swollen under the sun.
Countless rolling blisters, large and small, appeared. The zombie stood still with broken spearheads and halberds all over its body, and jumped towards Zhu Zijian...
Xiang Xiaotian shouted: "Well done!" Amidst the sound of the wind, two sharp arrows shot through the shoulders and bones of the zombie in mid-air like thunder. The arrows were so powerful that the zombie couldn't hold back.
It flew backwards and was firmly nailed to the big willow tree three feet away. In a short time, the zombie was like an inflated sheepskin. Under the sun, black smoke filled the sky and green corpse water bubbled out.
The green smoke flowed down the willow tree. In less than a cup of tea, it was completely gone, leaving only a pool of green foam, not even a bone or residue.
"Sir, come and see! There is a green-haired zombie in this corpse pit..."