The Secret Art of Refining the Dead: The Walking Corpse File

Chapter 162 Roll over, mud
Everyone was vigilant, when Song Qiaoming suddenly said that there is a child, and everyone was stunned.A group of people looked in the direction of Song Qiaoming's finger, and there were no children there.

Shunzi couldn't help but said, "Brother Song, you must have been scared silly."

Song Qiaoming was too lazy to explain to Shunzi, an unreliable person, and said directly to Zhou Xuanye: "Really, there was a child hiding behind that tree just now! A gray child!"

After all, Zhou Xuanye is well-informed, and he gave the greatest support to Song Qiaoming's seemingly unreliable words, and directly fired three shots in the direction Song Qiaoming pointed. .This move shocked everyone, but after Zhou Xuanye shot, he ran towards the big tree directly.

There was not even a single footprint left behind the tree. The only thing worth noting was that the soil around the big tree was a little loose.

Zhou Xuanye turned around and asked Song Qiaoming: "A gray face, are you sure?"

Song Qiaoming said he was sure.

Zhou Xuanye said: "It's not a savage. The face of a dead person is gray, but I haven't sensed any signs of corpse transformation around me." In Zhou Xuanye's words, a corpse that has undergone a corpse transformation will produce a special aura.The yin qi and corpse qi we often talk about are actually a kind of aura.And the aura generated by the corpse change is different from corpse qi and yin qi, and is another independent thing.Ordinary people like us can't feel it, but Zhou Xuanye is in this line of work, so he is very sensitive to this aspect.

The gray-faced child Song Qiaoming spoke of clearly deviated from Zhou Xuanye's previous cognition, so even Zhou Xuanye himself didn't know what it was.

He couldn't help but took off the gas mask, the corpse smell seemed to become stronger, even Zhou Xuanye found it unbearable.

Where is the source of the stench?

What is that child?
Is it alive or dead?

Zhou Xuanye rubbed his hair with his hands, looking a little irritable. His eyes turned and stayed on Song Qiaoming. Then, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the expression on his face became very stiff.

This sudden change made Song Qiaoming nervous. Could there be something wrong with him?Being stared at by a walking corpse with such an expression is really not an interesting thing.The rest of the people noticed the change in Zhou Xuanye and stared at Song Qiaoming one after another. At this moment, almost everyone's expressions changed.

Shunzi opened her mouth slightly, her eyes widened, as if she saw something extraordinary.Immediately afterwards, he kept touching his shoulder with his hands, and turned his head back, as if there was something behind him.

Song Qiaoming hadn't recalled the moment at the beginning, but when he saw Shunzi's action, his heart skipped a beat, and he slowly turned his head to look behind him.And almost as soon as he turned his head, he found that a gray hand was placed on his shoulder at some point. The owner of the hand was a bald child who was grinning at him at the moment. , barely ten centimeters apart.

That child, unexpectedly, actually lay on his back!

Song Qiaoming didn't feel any weight, the child seemed to be made of air, if Zhou Xuanye hadn't reminded him, he hardly knew there was something lying on his back.

"Ah!" He yelled, turning around suddenly and trying to throw off the things on his back.

"Hahahaha, hehehe." The laughter sounded again, but this time, it sounded close to Song Qiaoming's ear.At this moment, Zhou Xuanye shook his hand, and suddenly pulled out a small whip made of red rope.

Pull the whip directly behind Song Qiaoming.

Song Qiaoming only felt a pain in his back, and when he turned his head again, the child had disappeared.

Tan Ren immediately said: "It's not a corpse, it's not a ghost, what the hell?"

The weak chicken said: "Oh my god, could it be a monster?"

Zhou Xuanye said: "Everyone, don't disperse, this thing is not easy to deal with, I will set up the formation." He motioned for everyone to sit together, and then took out an apricot yellow cloth bag from his backpack.He grabbed a handful of things from inside, but he didn't know what it was, reminded everyone to close their eyes, and then threw the thing towards them.

The thing sprinkled on his body, a bit like sand raining. After Song Qiaoming opened his eyes, he found that Zhou Xuanye had placed a small palm-sized mirror in eight directions outside the crowd. A triangular talisman was placed on each of them.

Strange to say, after the formation was completed, the laughter disappeared, and even the smell of corpses became weaker and weaker.From the looks of it, the corpse smell must have something to do with the child before.

Everyone just sat in the formation like this, not daring to go out at all. Song Qiaoming recalled what happened before, his forehead was covered with sweat, and couldn't help but said: "Boss Zhou, is that child a ghost?"

Zhou Xuanye looked dignified, sitting on the outside of the formation with the ghost sword in his hand, watching the surrounding environment, without turning his head when he heard the words, he said: "It's not a ghost, this thing must be related to something like the corpse change, and I have never I haven’t seen it, and even my master hasn’t mentioned it.”

The weak chicken speculated: "Could the martyr's body be stolen by this child?"

Zhou Xuanye said: "It's very possible."

The weak chicken said again: "Then what should we do now? Just wait like this?"

Zhou Xuanye nodded slightly, and said, "We'll talk about it at dawn."

At this moment, Tan Ren suddenly said: "I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until dawn."

As his words fell to the ground, everyone suddenly discovered that the surrounding vegetation moved by itself, as if they had become spirits.At that moment, Song Qiaoming even wondered if he was dreaming. Could it be that the plants here have lived for too long and turned into monsters?

Soon, Song Qiaoming discovered that it was not the plants themselves that were moving, but the soil.Under the ground, as if something was protruding the ground, the plants on the surface were twisted and twisted, and many plants fell directly to the ground.

Song Qiaoming's first reaction was: earthquake?

But the earthquake should be felt, right?But in this place, apart from the rolling of the soil itself, there is no sense of vibration at all.Soon, the tumbling and spreading of the soil became wider and wider, and finally spread to the feet of everyone.

Everyone couldn't sit still and stood up one after another.

Obviously, Zhou Xuanye had never experienced such a battle, his previous composure was broken, his face was covered with white sweat, and he shouted: "Run, get out of here first!"

Everyone's tents were confiscated, and the surrounding soil was churning more and more violently, and their feet sank into the mud. In desperation, they didn't bother to take away the things in the tents. They just unscrewed their equipment bags and ran away one by one.The process of escaping was not smooth either. Due to the tumbling of the soil, it was very difficult for people to run. Not to mention the slow speed, it was almost like falling after two steps. In this case, the distance between everyone was gradually shortened. opened.

After Song Qiaoming plunged his foot into the soil again, a gray hand stretched out from the soil and grabbed Song Qiaoming's foot tightly.

Obviously, the soil would suddenly roll over, which was inseparable from the child before.

At this moment, Song Qiaoming was caught by his feet and couldn't run away at all. In desperation, he pulled out his dagger to chop off the hand. Unexpectedly, he cut it off directly.Song Qiaoming didn't care about being surprised, and ran away quickly, while the severed hand was still holding on to his trouser leg.

However, within two steps, he was grabbed again, and this time there were not just one hand protruding from the soil, but four!Four gray, child-sized human hands!
What the hell!
Song Qiaoming felt that he must have not read the almanac when he went out, otherwise how could he be so unlucky, so many people didn't catch him, but he was caught.At this time, the rest of the people had run away without a trace. The surrounding soil was rolling, the vegetation was falling, and the trees were crumbling. The other sticks out immediately, as if it can't be finished.

Just when Song Qiaoming was sweating profusely, an even more unlucky scene happened.The tree next to him actually began to fall slowly, and the direction of the fall happened to be facing him. If it fell, let alone the brains, at least the spine would be broken in two. Just paralyzed.

At that moment, Song Qiaoming's heart went cold. He struggled and roared desperately, but he couldn't change the status quo at all.The moment the big tree fell, he saw that the child who was lying on his back before was clearly sitting on the tree, looking at him with a smile.

Song Qiaoming thought he was finished, but at the critical moment, he was pushed out by a strong force. At the same time, the hands on his legs suddenly lost strength.A person rushed up from behind and rolled on the ground holding him.

The man rolled away with Song Qiaoming in his arms, and after avoiding the collapsed tree, he straightened up immediately, only then did Song Qiaoming see that it was Zhou Xuanye who came.And he was holding the ghost sword in his hand, staring straight at the collapsed tree, without even looking at Song Qiaoming, he just said, "I'll deal with him, you run first."

(End of this chapter)