At this time, Uncle Dong's body was covered with blood. The corpse lifted Uncle Dong and smashed it to the ground.
I quickly jumped up and rushed forward. The corpse was facing away from me now. I stretched out my left hand and strangled his neck from behind. Then I took the Bagua mirror and slapped him in the face.
The corpse struggled painfully, and I strangled him tightly, not daring to be careless at all. Soon, a burning smell came from his face, just like the smell of roasted meat.
Suddenly, the corpse grabbed my shoulders with both hands, and with a strong shake, I was thrown out and landed next to Uncle Dong.
"What should I do?" Uncle Dong said to me anxiously, "Hurry up and collect it."
The face of this corpse could no longer be seen clearly. The whole body was black and scorched, with only two eyes and mouth exposed.
This guy was much more powerful than I expected. Seeing the corpse slowly walking towards us, I had no choice but to feel severe pain all over my body.
A figure suddenly jumped out of the grave. It turned out to be Brother Liu. Brother Liu rushed up and hugged the corpse tightly. He took out the bottle of black dog blood I gave him at the beginning and pushed it down on the head of the corpse.
Rain.
"Chief, leave quickly!" Brother Liu hugged the body tightly and yelled after finishing the shower.
"Let's go!" I grabbed Uncle Dong who was dazed next to me and ran up the mountain. At this time, the way down the mountain was blocked by the corpse, and I couldn't go down the mountain.
Another burst of screams from Brother Liu came from behind.
To be honest, I admire Brother Liu very much. Half of the flesh on his neck was bitten off, and he rushed up to hug the body and let us escape.
The further we ran, the voice of Brother Liu behind us gradually disappeared.
The night in the mountains was very cold, especially since Uncle Dong and I were both injured and had been running wildly for more than 20 minutes.
Normally, let alone running for 20 minutes, I couldn't stand it even after running for two or three minutes, let alone running up a mountain.
"Don't stop. If you run for another ten minutes, you can reach a small mountain village." Uncle Dong saw that I couldn't run anymore, so he took my hand and led me to run.
"Why are we going to that small mountain village? Why don't we go down the mountain quickly?" I was so tired that my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
"There is no medicine in the car. My current injury will be very troublesome if it stops bleeding." Uncle Dong panted and said, "There are herbs in the mountain village. Go and stop my bleeding first."
Uncle Dong's injury was indeed serious. He started jogging, and then we walked forward step by step. I was exhausted.
It was pitch black behind me, and I knew that the body might have followed, and I didn't know when it would jump out of the surrounding grass.
My nerves were tense along the way. I also held the thunder-cleaving wooden sword in my right hand and listened carefully to the movements around me. As soon as that corpse came over, I would risk my life with it.
We walked for more than 20 minutes before we saw a small village in the distance.
This small village is located in a very flat area. There are only about 20 houses, all built of mud. It looks similar to the impoverished mountainous areas often shown on TV.
"People here rarely go out to the mountains. Although it is close to the city of Chengdu, not many people in Chengdu know that there are villages here." Uncle Dong explained from the side.
Uncle Dong took me to the door of a house in the middle of the village, knocked on the wooden door, and the lights inside came on.
The wooden door creaked open, and an old man who looked to be in his seventies looked at the two of us strangely and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Village Chief, it's me, Xiao Dongzi. I encountered a wild beast in the mountains just now when I brought my friends to worship my ancestors. I was slightly injured. Can you come in and bandage the wound?" Uncle Dong grinned in a junior tone.
He asked the village chief.
The village chief looked at it carefully with wide eyes, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Xiaodong. Aren't you working as a high official outside? Come in quickly."
After talking about the village, he walked in first.
Uncle Dong and I quickly followed in.
The house is quite big, but very shabby. The floor is full of uneven dirt. There is only a small wooden table and a shabby-looking chair in the house. There is nothing else.
The village chief walked into a bedroom-like place, seemingly to get some herbs.
"Hey, it's a pity that Xiao Liu's child is dead. It was me who harmed him." Uncle Dong also showed a look of regret on his face: "If I had known that I would bring a platoon of people here, I wouldn't be able to deal with that monster?"
"I didn't know anything earlier. Go back and make Brother Liu a martyr, and pay more compensation to his family. You can make up for it a little bit." As soon as I finished speaking, the village took out a large handful of purple herbs.
He came over and handed it to Uncle Dong: "This is purple pearl grass, used to stop bleeding."
"Thank you very much, village chief. You can go to bed early. I can do it myself." Uncle Dong stood up and took the purple pearl grass and said politely to the village chief.
The village chief nodded, put the oil lamp on the ground, and pointed to a room next to his bedroom: "That was my wife's old room. You can rest there later."
After saying that, he hunched his back and walked back to his room to rest.
"Can this grass stop bleeding?" I looked at the handful of grass in Uncle Dong's hand and asked strangely.
Uncle Dong picked off the leaves of this grass, chewed them in his mouth, spit them on his hands, and then applied them on the wounds.
"This herb is commonly used by mountain people to stop bleeding when they are injured. The effect is very good." After Uncle Dong finished speaking, he continued to chew and stir.
"Wait." I frowned and looked at Uncle Dong's wound. At that time, I was captured by the zombie inn where I was driving corpses. Jingfeng said that I had been poisoned by corpse poison. Uncle Dong's wound was probably more serious than mine at that time.
Wouldn't there be corpse poison?
I don’t have any glutinous rice on hand now, so I just need to take out the cinnabar and hand it to Uncle Dong: “Uncle Dong, mix the cinnabar with this purple pearl grass and apply it on the wound.”
Uncle Dong hesitated for a moment, then took the purple pearl grass and mixed it with it as soon as it touched his wound.
Suddenly sweat started to fall from his forehead, and his eyes widened. After a while, he gasped and asked me, "Why does it hurt so much?"
I lowered my head and saw that the purple grass applied on his wounds had all turned black.
"There is indeed corpse poison on the wound. Uncle Dong, please bear with it and use cinnabar to eliminate the corpse poison, otherwise the corpse poison will attack the heart and it will be very serious." I frowned and said.
Corpse poison does not turn people into zombies like in the movies, but it is extremely poisonous and can kill people.
Uncle Dong stood up, nodded, and then started cleaning the wounds on his body with cinnabar.
Seeing Uncle Dong cleaning the wound with a painful look on his face, I didn't want to look any further. It was quite stuffy inside the room, so I walked to the door and opened it.
The air in the mountains is really good. I took a deep breath and was about to go back to the house. Suddenly I saw a figure in the distance of the village slowly walking towards the village.
The body is catching up!
Taking advantage of the moonlight, I saw the corpse sniffing around, as if it was looking for something.