Fake Prodigal

Chapter 368

Er Niu's face was dark, his head was weakly lowered, he stepped on the grass-covered grave without paying attention, and his big foot stepped into the air.

"Crack!" The grave caved in, the soil splashed, and the big feet sank in, sinking deeper and deeper. Er Niu screamed and exclaimed: "Ah, I didn't do it on purpose, quickly pull me up."

Li Hao and the monkey ran over quickly and pulled Er Niu with all their strength, but they couldn't pull it out no matter how hard they pulled.

"Don't pull my feet, something is pulling my feet, save me!" Er Niu yelled, sinking deeper and deeper, halfway into the mud, his legs could not be seen, he struggled hard, still Stop sinking.

The little Taoist nuns rushed over, and everyone worked together to hold Er Niu and stop the sinking speed. Shui Bingwu's face was livid, and he picked up the engineer shovel that Er Niu fell to the ground, quickly dug up the soil, and shouted anxiously: "Li Hao came over to dig the grave, and dug out the dirty things that dragged his legs."

"Xiao Wu is really smart!" Li Hao raised the engineering shovel to dig, the two dug up the soil, the rain splashed everywhere, the grave gradually shrank, exceeding the speed at which Er Niu sank, the hole dug became bigger and bigger, until The position of the second calf.

Li Hao gasped, his face was ugly, a dry wrinkled ghost hand emerged from the soil, the nails were black and sharp, it was firmly grasping Er Niu's ankle, and was still pulling it down.

"Shoot the ghost's hand!" Shui Bingwu was fearless in the face of danger, with a cold and light voice, he swung the engineer shovel and shoveled down.

"Crack!" The engineer shovel collided with the ghost hand, making a strange sound like a civet cat scratching the wall. The strange sound seemed to irritate the eardrums.

"Ah, that's impossible!" Shui Bingwu shuddered for a moment, her scalp exploded, and she was horrified to find that the ghost's hand was only scratched, and she still firmly grasped Er Niu, and pulled it down forcefully.

"Wow Kaka, eat me!" Li Hao roared, raised his samurai sword with both hands, and slashed down fiercely.

"Bahla!" A bright cold light flashed, and the ghost hand made a grinding sound, revealing the white bones, and the ghost hand suddenly retracted into the mud and disappeared.

"It's so tough, could it be that it's the Millennium Zombie King?" Li Hao said to himself, holding the samurai sword upside down.

"Boom!" There was a deafening thunder, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating Li Hao's terrified face and clear and bright eyes.

"Dead crow, you can't shut up!" Shui Bingwu yelled frantically, angrily.

Everyone worked together to pull Erniu up. Erniu's face was dark, his teeth were grinning in pain, and he was panting heavily. He fell to the ground and lifted up his military hook shoes. Ghost paw prints.

"Fuck me, my big feet!" Er Niu exclaimed, everyone looked sideways, and all gasped, the ghost paw prints were so scary, the hairs stood on end when they saw it, and it was indescribably oozing shake.

The sun was covered by dark clouds, and the sky was dark and gloomy. Big raindrops hit the ground, and the muddy water splashed bubbles one by one, rippling in circles, making a splashing sound.

Li Hao didn't take it seriously, raised his hand and threw the engineering shovel to Er Niu, and shouted loudly: "I'm afraid of you! The hail of guns and bullets is coming, and I'm afraid of lonely souls and wild ghosts. If the zombie king dares to come out, I will beat you!"

Before he finished speaking, the grave in front of him exploded, and the ground flew with mud. A vermilion lacquer coffin flew out and smashed heavily towards Li Hao, who was speaking out loud.

"Be careful!" Er Niu reminded loudly, swung the engineering shovel and pulled it forward. Li Hao screamed, was thrown backwards, and fell into the muddy water.

"Boom!" The vermilion lacquer coffin hit the ground heavily, the soil flew up, the rain splashed everywhere, and a big hole was smashed into the ground.

Everyone backed away in fear, their eyes widened in disbelief, and they stared at the coffin with creepy faces. An inexplicable chill rose from the soles of their feet and rushed straight to the door of their heads. Negative emotions surge, horror and panic, anxiety and tension, undecided..
Li Hao's heart was shaken, and with the samurai sword on his back, he rolled over and got up, and said in astonishment: "Damn it! You dare to come out in broad daylight, you are too arrogant, aren't you afraid of the sun?"

"Crackling!" There was a gap in the coffin boards, the ear-piercing sound was like a kid grinding his teeth, thick black smoke came out, and a withered old hand slowly stretched out of the coffin.

Li Hao took three steps back, his face was extremely ugly, and he shouted: "Fuck me, the wind is blowing!" As soon as the words fell, the scumbag ran away without integrity!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, followed and fled, no one dared to look back, and disappeared in a flash.

The Burial Hill is the home of the Zombie King. Li Hao is so cunning that he will not rush up foolishly. He panicked and ran in one direction. After running for a while, he stopped and looked ahead in astonishment. The crashed helicopter emerged from the rainstorm and returned to its original position without any change.

The torrential rain fell, everyone stopped, surrounded the helicopter, showing fearful expressions, swayed in a big circle, did not run out of the burial hill, and was still within the range of the ghost hitting the wall, where boys pissing and shrews swearing at the street It doesn't work.

"What's going on, we're still going around in circles." Bingmei said angrily.

"Strange, why can't the ghost hit the wall?" Shui Bingwu whispered.

"It's twelve o'clock at noon, I'm a little hungry!" Er Niu looked at his watch, opened the cabin door, walked into the cabin heartlessly, took out the spare bread and ham, and gnawed on it.

"It's no big deal, find your way when you're full!" Li Hao reminded, and went into the cabin to eat.

Everyone was exhausted and depressed. They sat in the cabin and had lunch with their heads bowed. No one spoke, and they all looked sad. When encountering evil ghosts hitting the wall, they really had no choice.

Li Hao ate a piece of bread and stared at the compass on the watch. The compass rotated extremely fast, as if being pulled by a magnetic field, it completely lost its function.

Li Hao was frowning, he couldn't get out in the normal way, so he had to find Timo to find a way, and thought: "Xiao Mo came out, I met a ghost hitting the wall, can't get out?"

"Don't worry, Master Teemo has been researching for a long time. This is not a ghost hitting the wall. The helicopter fell near the thousand-year-old ghost willow. This is the legendary ghost covering the eyes!" Timo's voice was very dignified.

"Ghost covering eyes, how do you break this?" Li Hao asked anxiously.

"It's simple, open your real eyes, and you can see the way ahead!" Timo said with a smirk, "Mengmeng, are you ready?"

"OK!" Li Hao hadn't finished speaking yet, his eyes flashed, his vision was unusually clear, Shui Bingwu smiled angrily, as gorgeous as a hundred flowers blooming, his whole body was dazzled by beauty.

The scenery outside the window has changed. In the hazy rain, there is a faint green smoke floating in the air, like a dream, like a silk painting.Indistinct ghosts emerged, wandering in the smoke, and disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)