My Xiuxian QQ

Chapter 282

goooo...

In the dark and silent tomb, the corpse as big as a human face was frantically sucking Xiaojie's blood, making a terrifying swallowing sound.

The uncle's face turned pale, he picked up the shovel he was carrying, and smashed it hard at the corpse with all his strength.

call!
As a result, the powerful and heavy shovel was smashed into nothing.

Uncle looked at Xiaojie with a strange face, and was so angry that he couldn't speak: "What are you hiding, brat?!"

Xiaojie was very wronged: "Uncle, if your shovel hits hard, my hand will be useless."

He lost a lot of blood at this time, and his face was already very pale.

"Do you want your hand or your life!!" Uncle was furious, hating that iron can't be made into steel. At this critical moment, he is still thinking about these things. If you let the corpse suck it down, you will be gone!

Xiaojie gritted his teeth, ordered him to have it, but he couldn't live without his hands.

From childhood to adulthood, the setbacks he encountered were fever and cold, or being dumped from a broken relationship, but these were nothing serious, and nothing happened after a long time, but losing a hand is not something that can be recovered after a long time.

Uncle didn't care about other things at this time, and was about to force him, when he saw Xiaojie's pupils dilated suddenly, staring at him... behind him as if he had seen a ghost.

That mural?

As soon as my uncle turned his head, the light of the flashlight shone through, and he saw that the corpses on the murals were alive!

The relief on the mural was already protruding outward, so these corpses stayed on it without any sense of disobedience.

They moved a little bit, as if they hadn't moved for a long time, their bodies were a little stiff, and they were adapting.

This scene is very strange and makes people feel palpitating.

"Ahhh!" Zhou Yan's little friend screamed in fright, covering her face with her hands, trembling all over.

Uncle's eyes widened even more. He just looked at it from a distance, thinking it was a relief in the mural, and even had the idea of ​​reaching out to touch it. At this moment, thinking of it, cold sweat broke out on his back.

"These... are all alive?!"

Uncle's hand holding the shovel began to shake.

"Uncle, us?" Xiaojie's condition got worse, his face was frighteningly pale, and his legs had already started to feel weak.

At this time, their situation is very bad. On the murals on the four sides of this tomb, there are many corpses, stimulated by blood, and they are slowly recovering. Once fully awakened, they will devour all the flesh and blood nearby!
"Go, go!!!" Uncle finally came back to his senses, threw away the shovel in his hand, and made a piercing sound in the dark, he took a step forward, grabbed Xiaojie and ran out.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the petite figure looming in the darkness not far away.

He gritted his teeth, picked up Zhou Yan's little friend with his big rough hands, and ran out quickly.

"Uncle, Uncle, my hand." Xiaojie felt dizzy as soon as he took two steps. The corpse in his hand was sucking blood faster and faster. At this moment, it was red all over, as if carved from blood jade.

"Smash it to death! Hit the wall with your hands!" the uncle shouted.

At the moment of life and death, Xiaojie didn't talk nonsense this time. While running hard, he slapped the wall with his hands. The corpse in his hand hit the wall and made a sharp cry, but it was still tightly attached to him despite the pain. Between the palms, blood sucking crazily.

"Uncle, uncle..." Just as Xiaojie ran out of the door of the tomb, his feet gave way and he fell to the ground. He was really dying.

Excessive blood loss directly leads to hypoxia in the brain, and no matter how determined the will is, it will not be able to bear it.

"Xiaojie!!" the uncle shouted, with grief in his eyes, this trip to the grave, the money for my sister's life-saving has not yet been received, so should I throw my sister's son's life here first?

rust...

In the dark tomb, there was a sound of animals crawling, very dense, as if thousands of troops were passing through.

Uncle was really confused at this time.

How to do?
Could it be that he really wanted to abandon his nephew and let him be eaten by these corpses?

But if he stayed, it would be nothing more than preparing two extra dinners for Shi Lai!
He was extremely flustered when suddenly a cold voice came from behind him.

"Put me down!"

Uncle was startled by the sudden voice, he turned his head, the flashlight shone through, and there was no ghost in the tomb passage behind him.

"Put me down!!"

A cold voice came from behind him again.

When the uncle turned around, his whole face was already pale and white. First it was a corpse, but now it was a ghost again?

"I told you to put me down!!!"

The voice was full of dissatisfaction and a hint of arrogance.

Uncle will finally remember that there is a little girl on his shoulders, but her voice, how is it different from the previous one?

Because there was some dissatisfaction in his voice, he subconsciously let go of Zhou Yan. No, it was already Zhou Ya after eight o'clock.

Zhou Ya stood up straight, straightened her messy hair, and arranged her clothes, as if a little girl was arranging her clothes before going to school.

Uncle's flashlight shone on her, so she could clearly see the expression on Zhou Ya's face, which was completely different from the frightened look she had before.

Especially the way she arranges her clothes, in this dark tomb, she really looks like a female ghost who has just woken up from hundreds of years of sleep!
"This... is this being possessed by a ghost?" Uncle's tears were about to fall, and the unrest came up again and again. What kind of evil did this do!
rust...

The sounds of corpses crawling became denser and clearer. In the darkness, an unknown number had already crawled out of the tomb, and they were surrounding them in all directions along the tomb passage, preparing to enjoy a feast.

My uncle shone with the flashlight randomly, and seeing the weird masks all over the tomb passage, he was completely desperate.

Dead!
Little girl... I'm sorry!
The uncle was very sad in his heart, if the younger sister knew that he had killed her son, how much she would hate herself!
But it was useless to think about it now. At the last moment, he didn't want to see himself and his nephew being eaten by corpses, so he chose to turn off the flashlight, close his eyes and wait for death.

The moment he closed his eyes, endless darkness flooded in and swallowed him completely, and he felt like falling into a black hole.

Then his eyelids felt a ray of light, a burst of warmth, and then this warmth was like sunlight, completely dispelling the darkness around him. His cold body felt warmth for a long time, and his frozen blood seemed to be warm. Rejuvenate.

"Illusion?"

He opened his eyes, and the world in front of him was no longer dark.

The blazing flames were like green lotuses, blooming layer by layer, and the terrifying corpses as big as human faces melted like ice and snow in the flames, turning into pools of black ashes.

Outside the flames, there was already a finger-thick pile of black ash!
Uncle was dumbfounded, the endless corpses that made him despair, in this raging fire, turned out to be like moths flying to a flame, igniting at one point, not enough to burn at all!

But where did the fire come from?
He looked around and finally found the source of the flames.

The little girl named Zhou Yan, at this moment, was pinching weird handprints with both hands, surrounded by yellow halos, and the halo circled, like a corona, connected to the raging fire outside. With the change of her handprints, the outside The flames, constantly changing shapes, frantically strangled the corpses that smashed the sky and covered the earth!
Gods and Buddhas of the heavens...she was possessed by a ghost! ! !
(End of this chapter)