At dusk, the crow returns to its nest.
The soul calling banner is hung with paper money.
Dead guests piled on the bench.
The sky is overcast.
Another full moon night.
......
At the foot of Dazhou Mountain.
Eight haggard black armored knights were running desperately in the moonlight.
"Slow down, everyone. Zhao Sanwa and Wei Daren will not be able to hold on!"
"His grandma! How far is Ningyu County? We can't be lost, can we?"
"Don't worry. If I remember correctly, turn the road ahead and you will see the Yizhuang Village outside the city. Let's go there and have a rest."
"What if that thing catches up?"
"I can't stop. If it goes on like this, don't talk about horses. I'm about to bump to death!"
"Alas... I hope we are not so unlucky."
During the conversation.
The mountain forest gradually faded away.
An old and dilapidated dark building soon appeared at the end of the road.
.....
Dong dong dong!
Dong dong dong!
Late at night, the sixth uncle, the bodyguard of the Yizhuang, was sleeping soundly, but was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.
"It's strange why there are still guests so late and die so quickly?"
Don't wait for Sixth Uncle to get up.
A group of people kicked open the gate of the village, rushed in like tigers and wolves, and dragged him from the bedroom to the morgue in the lobby.
Look at the pattern of the armour.
These should be the big soldiers who are responsible for supervising the excavation of the Lingqu Canal, 200 miles away, behind the Youshan Mountain.
Why are they here?
Qiang!
Hearing the sound of drawing the sword, the ghost of the sixth uncle rushed to his knees and begged for mercy: "Army Lord! Please!"
The Jia Shi, who was called Heiwa, did not speak. He put the knife around the neck of Liu Bo and shouted to the door, "Chief Wu, there is only one old man and four corpses here!"
Wu Changcheng Ming, who was alert by nature, stepped into the village. After a survey, his eyes stopped on the corpse near the door.
It has handsome features, snow-white skin, and slender fingers. It looks like the son of a rich family.
But strangely, it has short hair and wears ragged clothes.
The waistcoat is not like the waistcoat, and the jacket is not like the mandarin jacket. The blue and white striped jacket still has the strange words "Castle Peak Psychiatric Hospital" written on it.
Fang Chengming asked himself how knowledgeable he was, but he couldn't tell the fabric of his clothes.
After touching it, I felt it was very soft, and I was afraid it was not a royal tribute.
Will such a person stay in the Yizhuang?
He said curiously, "How did the corpse come from?"
Puff and hiss.
A 16-year-old boy behind Fang Chengming suddenly laughed.
"Second uncle, you don't care how he came here. People are dead, and some good things have already been stripped away!"
Fang Wuxin sat down beside a drowned woman's corpse and said to the sixth uncle, "Go and cook for me. Bring me all the good wine and food!"
Fang Chengming looked ugly, slapped his nephew on the head and said, "Son of a bitch, how can you talk to me? If your uncle didn't have this curiosity, we would have stayed in Yongshan!"
"Er... You are right, uncle! The old man, tell me honestly, where did the body come from?"
"God... it fell from the sky..."
After Fang Wu was stunned, he suddenly became angry and kicked Liu Bo: "Do you dare to play tricks on Grandpa Fang?"
"Ouch! It's really, ah! Don't fight, don't fight! It really fell from the sky, and I dare not cheat you!"
"At that time, the little old man only thought about his luxurious clothes. If relatives came to look for him, they would get some rewards, so he moved back!"
"How can you learn from me?"
It's not like lying to see him.
Covering the wound on his stomach, Wei Daran, pale and trembling, said, "It's not that kind of thing again, is it?"
Fang Chengming watched carefully for a moment and said, "Maybe not, otherwise the old man could not be alive... Maybe it was brought by some raptor..."
The sixth uncle covered his bloody nose and said strangely, "I dare to ask you guys, what are you talking about?"
Eight people seem to be very secretive about this.
In the silence, Fang Wuxin timidly said, "Those are indescribable things!"
The sixth uncle smiled and said, "I see that you military masters are also people who have martial arts skills. What is indescribable? It's not impossible to kill them with a knife..."
At this time.
The oil lamp just lit in the villa suddenly shook.
The sixth uncle suddenly stopped talking and stared at Fang Wuxin's back in disbelief.
Creak.
The bloated female corpse opened her eyes and slowly turned her head, as if looking at the crowd.
And it's not just her.
At the moment, the other three "guests" lying in the villa are showing signs of recovery.
"Ghost!!"
The sixth uncle was so frightened that he burst into tears: "It's the corpse! It must be him, wuwuwu! I said how could a corpse fall from the sky! Army Lord, you should get him out quickly."
"It's not the corpse..." Fang Chengming said with a white face. It's the ghost we dug when we dug the Holy Canal. It's really coming! "
That was the case.
When that thing appeared, all the dead, tired and sick corpses buried in the canal bank survived.
Let the dead recover.
This is the sign when it appears!
Wei Bold broke down and laughed bitterly: "It's not enough for that thing to kill three hundred brothers on the canal. Now it wants our lives..."
"Chief Wu, let's fight with him!"
"Don't worry. It won't kill people at the beginning. We still have time. Think about how we escaped at the beginning. There must be a way......"
......
When the group of deserters were in a heated discussion.
The boy on the morgue also slowly opened his eyes.
"Am I still alive?"
Xu Ye'an's numb brain took a long time to accept the fact that it no longer needed oxygen.
Neurons are beating in an unimaginable way, awakening the consciousness and memory hidden in the brain.
"I remember that the new attending doctor of the mental hospital seemed to tie me to the roof and push me down."
Seventeen floor.
It should be that the dead cannot die again.
But now
Xu Ye'an looked up.
The yellow light of the oil lamp showed a group of soldiers in armor and several moving corpses around.
Is it filming?
No, no, the wound on the abdomen of that person was so deep that his intestines were almost flowing out, which could not be the effect of makeup.
pass through?
Infernal?
Or a pre death hallucination?
Xu Ye'an tried to raise her hand, but her body was very stiff and she could only move slightly.
Interesting!
He moved slowly,
Curious about everything in the villa.
......
"Second Uncle, have you found a way?"
"Have an idea to try!"
Fang Chengming's eyes flashed a cruel color, and he drew out his knife: "Remember when we ran away? One guy in the other team was hurt more seriously and shouted like a pig, so the devil went after them."
Fang Wu's new eyes suddenly brightened and looked down at Liu Bo.
The latter was stunned, and immediately cried for mercy: "Please spare my life! I, I... these corpses can also be right? If you want to find bait, how about using them?"
The three guys on the morgue except Xu Ya'an moved more quickly after hearing this sentence.
Fang Chengming shook his head and said, "Although they are alive, they can't feel pain, they can't die, and they can't be used as bait, so... Sorry, old man, we just want to live."
Seeing that it was no use to cause trouble to the east, the Sixth Uncle threatened again, "I'm from the Yamen. If you dare to move me, the county magistrate will not let you go......"
"Then you should live! Wuxin, hold him down!"
"Delie!"
"No, let me go, let me go!"
Puff!
Fang Chengming ignored the struggle and wailing of the sixth uncle and cut off his feet with a knife.
"Ah!!"
The sixth uncle fainted in pain.
After wiping the blood on his face, Fang Wuxin, who was full of ferocity, wrapped up the sixth uncle, and poured a basin of ice water from the back hall to wake him up.
Six uncles screamed several times and then suddenly shut up.
Because he knew that if he cried, he would provoke that thing.
He doesn't want to die!
"Oh, the old man is tough."
Fang Wuxin looked around and suddenly sneered. He tied Sixth Uncle to the eaves and hung him. Then he took some oil lamps and put them under him to have a barbecue.
The old skin will soon smell burnt.
Liubo let go of the tooth pass and could not bear it any longer. He screamed bitterly.
"It will be over long ago. Why should I suffer this?"
Fang Wuxin sneered twice, looked at the four corpses recovering in the court and said, "Second Uncle, what about them?"
"Anyway, the recovery time is only seven days. We don't need to waste time. Let's go!"
After the First Class soldiers rushed out of the Yizhuang Village, a sound of horses' hooves began to ring and they gradually left.
Only the cry of the Sixth Uncle was left in the village.
The corpses, stimulated by screams, are recovering faster and faster, and the movement is also growing.
Although they can't communicate yet.
But they all felt an inexplicable sense of urgency, as if something terrible was approaching.
While other bodies were struggling.
Xu Ye'an only moved once in a while, and then he would close his eyes and feel something carefully.
Time goes by minute by second.
Xu Ye murmured to himself: "After the recovery, the nerves of the body were disordered. No wonder they couldn't move. It seems that they need to adjust again."
The Yizhuang Village fell into a dead silence.
The three corpses who were struggling nearby stared at each other.
Obviously, everyone recovers together.
Why can you talk?
