"Okay, just tell me what you need." The old man nodded and said.

Then Lin Cheng followed the old man out of the cave and came to the top of the mountain.

"Lingling"

At this moment, a misty ringing sounded, floating far and wide among the mountains, rising and falling.

The bells are very rhythmic, one after another.

"Why is this bell going on, is there anyone here?"

Lin Cheng looked at the old man in confusion.

The old man has been living here forever, and he should understand what the bell is.

In the barren mountains and forests, there are others in the places where people are rarely visited.

"That's our Xiangxi corpse driving the corpse. There is an inn not far ahead. I guess my old friend has returned.

Let's go and take a look. If it's him, he happened to ask him what kind of Supreme Yang technique he wanted."

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at the flying zombie next to him.

Fei Zombie immediately signaled and flew up with Lin Cheng and the old man.

It passed by several mountains and then stopped in an abandoned village.

This is what the old man said is not far ahead, it is at least ten kilometers, but it is indeed not far for flying zombies.

Lin Cheng, who was flew several times by flying zombies, stood steadily on the ground after landing this time without any abnormalities.

"It's my old friend, let's go."

The old man looked happy and quickly took Lin Cheng and Fei Zou to the abandoned village.

The whole village was very desolate and all collapsed. Some houses even had big trees growing, and many were surrounded by weeds that were taller than one person.

The houses are on both sides of the road, and the whole village reveals a strange atmosphere, giving people a feeling of palpitations.

The road is covered with a thick layer of leaves, some of which have rotted. It is spring now, and these leaves are all left in winter.

Over time, it will naturally rot and become a nutrient for big trees.

There are many footprints on the road, and these footprints are all jumping with their legs together.

There is only one line of footprints interlaced in front and back, which should be the footprints left by the old man’s friend.

If you can become friends with the old man, this person must be a strong man in the lineage of driving corpses.

Soon, Lin Cheng came to the inn under the guidance of the old man. The houses around him were very bad, but this inn was brand new and it seemed that someone had renovated it.

The gate of the station was closed, and there was a faint candlelight flashing inside.

"Now, there are still people driving the body."

Lin Cheng was a little surprised. If he hadn't become a zombie, he would probably never have access to these things.

Who knows that under the surface of a peaceful society, there are actually legendary corpse-drivers, and no one else will believe it even if they take photos and post them.

I guess most people think they are acting, or even think that the photos have been PSed.

"These corpses are all from the mountain people living in the mountains. They come out to work in big cities, some encounter unexpected events, and some return home after death.

There is no traffic inside the mountains, so we can only rely on us to get the bodies in for them." The old man said.

"Don't all those people know that there are corpse-drivers?" Lin Cheng couldn't help asking.

"Yes, they know, but people from big cities outside don't know.

Even if they say it, no one will believe it.”

"Indeed." Lin Cheng nodded in agreement.

He remembered that when he was in junior high school, a classmate came out of the mountain and told him that there was a mysterious old Taoist priest there.

This old Taoist priest could disperse the fog in the mountains and spread the clouds and rain. Lin Cheng didn't believe it at that time, thinking that this classmate was telling a story, but now it seems that it is very likely that it is true.

"Bump"

The old man came to the gate of the station and knocked on the door gently.

"who"

A very nervous voice suddenly came from inside.

"Huff"

The rapid breathing sound clearly poured into Lin Cheng and the old man's ears.

"It's me, Gaochuan, brother, have you encountered something?"

Hearing the rapid breathing inside, Takakawa asked with a serious expression.

"Cruff"

The door opens.

An old man with a pale face, holding a peach wood sword in his right hand and a talisman paper in his left hand appeared.

"Bump"

Next second.

The old man suddenly fell to the ground.

Gao Chuan hurried forward and checked the old man's injuries. He suddenly said with a gloomy face: "The poison of the corpse enters the body. Why is it so serious that you were bitten by a zombie? Didn't you bring glutinous rice and corpse-suppressing talisman?"

“Come in quickly”

The old man looked at Gaochuan with great difficulty and said.

"good"

Gao Chuan helped the old man up and took Lin Cheng and his flying zombie into the inn. He first helped the old man on a stool, and then closed the door of the inn.

"What the hell is going on? How could you be bitten by a zombie? Your puppet zombie

Could it be that something is wrong with your puppet zombie?

Takagawa looked at the old man and asked a series of questions.

At the same time, I took out a corpse-suppressing talisman and pasted it on the old man's arms.

The old man's arms were caught by zombies in deep holes, and the wounds had begun to rot and pus flowed out.

The rich corpse energy had also invaded his internal organs. Judging from his pale face and black eyes, the old man was no longer helpful.

"Shit"

The corpse-suppressing talisman was stuck on the wound, and suddenly a thick black mist appeared.

This is the talisman paper that corrodes the corpse poison.

The corpse-suppressing talisman can not only suppress zombies, but also clean up corpse poison.

But the corpse poison invaded the internal organs and there was obviously no help.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this moment, the old man suddenly screamed.

The severe pain caused by the talisman paper corroding corpse poison made him unable to bear it at all, and beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Don't worry if I kill me, you go away"

The old man suddenly gritted his teeth, forced himself to endure the pain, and pulled Gaochuan's clothes with difficulty and said.

He knew his own situation very well. The poison of corpse invaded his internal organs and was no longer helpful.

In two hours, you will definitely become a zombie without intelligence, and you will not even have the chance to be reincarnated.

At this moment, Takagawa killed him not to harm him, but to help him.

But when facing an old friend I have known for decades, how could Gao Chuan do it?

Looking at the old man who was in great pain, Takagawa asked again: "What is the situation with your strength, how could you be injured by a zombie?

And what about your glutinous rice and corpse-suppressing talisman? Do you not even bring these things with you?”

The old man looked at Gao Chuan's squirming lips with difficulty, and his voice was very small, and the small Lin Cheng and Gao Chuan could not hear it at all.

Obviously, this old guy is not good.

Next to them, there were more than a dozen corpses standing in a row, with a condom covering their heads, their hands straight and motionless.

These are not zombies, just corpses.

There is a lamp on the table, which is the soul-attracting lamp.

When the lamp goes out, the corpse will fall to the ground, becoming a normal corpse that cannot move and does not breathe.
Chapter completed!