"Boom..."

A pale lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the earth like daytime. I touched my face in surprise, as if it was broad daytime. After the lightning, the earth fell into a dim light again. I stared at the kneeling and worshiping corpse in the coffin, unable to speak for a long time. I had never seen this strange and terrible burial method before.

"Xiaojiu, it seems that we have all made a mistake..." Fatty Sun retreated with a pale face, and then muttered to himself: "Mother and son are connected to heart, blood-body ancient sacrifice, so terrible... so terrible..."

"Fatty Sun, what are you talking about? What's going on? Since you have seen it, why don't you say it?!" I grabbed Fat Sun's shoulder and shouted loudly. At this moment, a drop of raindrops as big as beans fell in the sky, and it was raining...

"Ah? It's raining?!" Fatty Sun reached out to take a drop of raindrops in panic, and then laughed bitterly: "Hahaha... Mother and Son Pilgrimage Bureau, it's indeed Mother and Son Pilgrimage Bureau. Xiaojiu, stop busy, we... We can't break this bureau, everything is futile, futile..."

"Mother and Son Pilgrimage Bureau? Is this place really just a side tomb?! Where is the real main tomb?" I looked at the kneeling corpse in the coffin in shock. The mother and son pilgrimage Bureau. Legend has it that the true meaning of this situation is a formation foot of the mother and son Kun Yuan formation, which takes the pure and yang Kun Yuan essence between heaven and earth, and forms a large sealing formation. As for the blood spring, it is used to discharge evil spirits, because the mother and son Kun Yuan formation consists of four pairs of mother and son corpses. The so-called mother and son are all pregnant women with Liujia. The children in their belly must be boys. Moreover, the time of birth is accurately calculated by the formation master. When the formation is set up, the four pairs of mother and son surrounded the eyes of the main formation into a four-corner formation. When the pregnant woman is dying, she uses the coffin nails to nail his limbs and knees to the base of the coffin so that he cannot move.

The mystery of the Blood Spring is probably in the eyes of the main array, but I don’t know what is blocked in the eyes of the main array. Such a cruel burial method is needed to complete the arrangement of the mother and son Kun Yuan array.

This is a grand ancient burial method and an ancient sacrificial ceremony that has been rare in history. Fatty Sun saw this, so he became like this, laughing, scolding, and being crazy.

All I know about the mother-son pilgrimage bureau. As for the deeper level, I am confused. No wonder Old Man Wu would rather die than take on this "business". Alas... I am too reckless, really too reckless...

"Wow..."

A heavy rain suddenly came.

"Two masters, it's raining heavily, what should I do?" Niu Er asked loudly.

"No!" I stared at the coffin below urgently, and saw the rain flowing in. However, blood came out, as if the dry blood fountain appeared again. I shouted anxiously: "Build a shed and cover the coffin, hurry!"

More than ten villagers immediately carried wooden stakes and buried the four corners of the tomb. At the same time, two villagers spread out the oil cloth and covered it in the heavy rain, tied the four corners and topped the axis. After a while, a simple shed was set up. However, the coffin was flooded by rain, and the bodies inside were gradually no longer visible...

"Xiaojiu, stop busy, useless... useless..." Fatty Sun cried bitterly, fell into the mud and swung his fists, punching one punch after another.

I looked at the Bagua formation arranged around the coffin. The black dog blood on the red rope had been gradually diluted by the rain. The original formation was suddenly messy and I was inexplicably stabbed by something in my heart. The difference between everything I was facing and what I had worked hard for. Even when I was in danger, I was helpless. I... I was really useless...

“Woo…”

Suddenly, a whistling wind blew towards us. It was originally a heavy rain, but it stopped in a blink of an eye. The strong wind blew the air in our ears, and everyone present couldn't help but shivered.

"Master Xiaojiu, the rain has stopped!" Niu Er said in a daze.

"It was raining so heavily just now, why did it stop just because of the stop?" Another villager also asked in surprise.

Although the heavy rain stopped abruptly, the clouds in the sky did not dissipate, but became thicker, as if the sunny sky was instantly entering the vast dark night, making people unable to adapt and even more unimaginable.

"thump!!"

Suddenly, the originally tied shed fell down. The four villagers guarding the four corners couldn't help but retreat and shouted repeatedly: "I didn't touch it, how did it fall?!"

As soon as I looked down at the ground, I saw bubbles slowly bulging on the muddy ground. However, these bubbles were all blood-red. I quickly took a few steps back and suddenly shouted to the villagers: "Everyone, find a place to hide. The situation is not right now, it seems..."

"It seems like something! Run quickly-" Fatty Sun suddenly got up from the mud, grabbed my sleeve, turned around and ran away, but my sleeve was so unsatisfied that it was pulled by Fat Sun. I staggered and fell into the mud, and Fat Sun and other villagers all ran away and hid towards the remote corner!

The wind was blowing, the sky was dark, and I rolled in the mud and water, and I got up with a sensation. At this moment, I heard an obscure and low voice in the coffin covered by oil cloth: "Drink..."

The villagers and Fatty Sun have both fled here. There are obviously no strangers in the coffin, so why does it still sound like breathing?

My whole body shook, could it be... Could it be that corpse... impossible. The corpse was nailed into the coffin. Even if the corpse was transformed, it would not react so quickly. What exactly is the mother and son pilgrimage bureau, mother and son Kun Yuan formation guarding?!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion came out. The wooden stakes that collapsed in the coffin were shaken open by a fierce force, and the oil cloth shattered like a rotten one. In the blood-red mud, slowly... a pitch-black corpse slowly walked out. Its belly was bulging, as if it was pregnant. Isn't it the kneeling corpse in the coffin?

A stream of black gas emerged from the mouth of the corpse, and it was sucked back in an instant by it. I screamed "ah" and hurriedly found my peach wood sword, and panickedly resisted the corpse after it became transformed. At this moment, it was no longer an ordinary corpse, but a complete zombie!

The so-called zombies are not as simple as stagnation but not transforming. Zombies are also called moving corpses, walking shadows, and walking corpses. The ancient text "Zi Buyu" records that a person's soul is good but evil, and a person's soul is foolish. The soul controls the human body. When the soul leaves the human body, it will become an evil ghost zombie. "Yuewei Caotang Notes" says that white hair is everywhere, his eyes are red like cinnabar, his fingers are like curved hooks, his teeth are exposed on his lips are like sharp blades... kissing and sniffing, blood penetrates the nose...

If zombies are formed in time, geographical conditions, and their own transformation process, they are roughly divided into six types. The first type is white zombie. After the corpse enters the corpse-raising ground, it will begin to grow fluffy white hairs all over the body after one month. This type of zombie moves slowly and is very volume-based. It is extremely afraid of sunshine, and it is also afraid of fire, water, chickens, and dogs, and even more afraid of people. The second type is black zombie. If you eat cattle and sheep essence and blood, you will take off your white hair after a few years. It will be replaced by black hair several inches long. At this time, you are still afraid of sunshine and fire, and you will move slowly, but you are not afraid of chickens and dogs at the beginning. Generally speaking, black zombie will avoid people when you see people; the third type is "jumping zombie". The black zombie will take away the darkness and suck blood for decades. The black zombie will take off the black hair. The action begins to jump, and the jump is faster and far, afraid of sunshine, not afraid of people or any livestock; the fourth type is "flying zombie", which is from jumping zombie The flying corpse is often zombies that have been over a hundred years or even hundreds of years old. They are quick to move, jumping up a tree on the house, jumping like flying, sucking the soul without leaving any external injuries; the fifth type of zombie is almost a demon, also known as "Drought Ba", "Fire Ba", and "Dry Ba". After absorbing essence for hundreds of years, the flying corpse has become more and more ferocious. It can be said that green faces and fangs eat people, Rakshasa, and can change its figure and appearance to confuse everyone. The upper can slay dragons, droughts the world and extradite the plague gods. The plague in the dry world is caused by this; the last and most terrifying zombie, it should be said that it is no longer a "corpse", but a demon king, with the power to call the gods, and has thousands or even ten thousand years of Taoism. According to legend, only one such demon king appeared in the land of China. Thousands of years ago, it was subdued as a mount by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and given the name "王".

The corpse in front of me was already a zombie that turned into a black zombie, but the hostility and fierce aura on its body were obviously unstoppable. Even the zombie that was not yet a weathered still made me frightened. It was the first time I had encountered a real zombie after so many years of inheriting the family preaching school and growing up so old that it was the first time I encountered a real zombie. It was really unsolvable problem!

"You, you... don't want to leave this place to harm the world!" I shook the peach wood sword in my hand, and my legs could not move for half a step like a sieve. But the dead duck was still resisting the zombies walking out of the coffin. But reality always makes people feel unsatisfactory. It took heavy steps step by step and walked out slowly. A stream of black gas emerged, almost condensed the cold wind that surged around it.

"Boom..."

In an instant, muffled sounds came one after another from left to right, and I looked around in shock, but saw the graves in the distance exploded, and undecayed corpses walked out crookedly and surrounded them in the direction of the Dragon Claw Cave!
Chapter completed!