Zombie: Copy King Power Sword at the beginning

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Ji Chen drove for a day and a night, and finally arrived at the so-called Tianshui County at noon the next day.

Although Tianshui County is a county seat, in terms of scale, it is actually similar to Renjia Town.

This is indeed a county town along the Yellow River.

Ji Chen Yujian is in mid-air, and he can see the Yellow River not far away, quietly crouching among the mountains, like a sleeping dragon, seemingly calm, but brewing an amazing momentum, as if he could be at any time Waking up, and then soaring into the sky.

The Yellow River has been full of legends since ancient times. It is unknown how many secrets are buried in the water alone. It can be said to be the most mysterious river in China. It has been passed down from ancient times, and perhaps an even older civilization is buried under the water.

And the Yellow River is on the land of China, and there is another name...

Zulong!

This is the oldest dragon vein on the land of China. 617

As soon as Ji Chen came to Tianshui County, he was attracted by one thing.

Because he was in the air, he saw ordinary people surrounded by the banks of the Yellow River, all of whom were from Tianshui County.

Ji Chen quietly lowered his body, walked towards the bank of the Yellow River, and stood behind the bustling crowd.

He looked into the Yellow River. At this time, the Yellow River is in a dry period, and there is actually no water in many places.

I saw that in the Yellow River channel, a team was stationed tightly at this place. It was an army, guarding with long guns and short cannons, and tightly surrounded an area.

Moreover, it could be vaguely seen that a team was digging a place with hoes and shovels.

"Don't dig it, don't dig it, it's the coffin of the Goddess of the River God, don't touch it."

"You dug up the coffin of the Yellow River Empress, and you will be in bad luck."

A few old men knelt on the bank, kowtowed in the direction of the Yellow River, and spoke out to stop the army from digging.

"Shut me all up!"

boom!

A middle-aged man wearing a commander's uniform with a saber and a pistol in his hand fired a shot into the sky and rebuked majesticly: "Whoever dares to talk nonsense, this commander will kill him now, what kind of river god?" Ma'am, I don't believe in ghosts and gods."

(Ask for flowers, ask for flowers.) .

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When the gunshot rang out, everyone was afraid to speak.

The few old people who stopped them just knelt on the ground trembling, but they still kowtowed in the direction of the Yellow River.

"Empress Huanghe, it's none of our business, we can't stop them."

"May the Empress of the Yellow River be merciful and don't harm the surrounding people."

These old people kowtowed and muttered.

Seeing this, Ji Chen frowned. He glanced at a man next to him and said, "My fellow, what happened?"

Ji Chen was from the north before he traveled, so he can still speak the local language.

The man glanced at Ji Chen and said, "Little brother is a member of the Taoist sect?"

"That's right, the Maoshan lineage." Ji Chen nodded.

The man smiled, and said to Ji Chen: "Actually, I'm also a half Taoist, just some Taoism handed down by my family. My name is Wang Yiwen."

Ji Chen has already seen that this person has cultivation, otherwise he would not have found a conversation.

"Wang Daoyou, can you tell me something about this place, where did this army come from?" Ji Chen cupped his hands and said.

Wang Yiwen nodded, and said: "Well, the cause of this incident can only be mentioned three days ago. Our county organized river workers to dig the river channel and clear the silt. As a result, someone dug out a crystal coffin in the river channel. Inside the crystal coffin, the shadow of a female corpse appeared vaguely. At that time, everyone thought that the Empress of the Yellow River had been dug up, because the common people of this generation believed in this."

"Originally everyone meant to bury the crystal coffin again so as not to hit the Yellow River Empress. But unexpectedly, the news leaked out and was known by Marshal Hou stationed nearby."

"This Marshal Hou, who used to be a tomb robber, even though he is now a warlord, he still leads the army to rob tombs in private, and use the treasures in the tombs to expand the army..."

"After Marshal Hou learned about this, he felt that there might be a large tomb under the Yellow River, so he led people to seal off this place and planned to dig out the crystal coffin."

Hearing this, Ji Chen said, "Oh? Did they dig it out?"

"Hehehe, dig a fart, give them another month, and don't even try to dig it out." Wang Yiwen said with a mysterious smile.

"What do you mean by that?" Ji Chen asked.

Wang Yiwen said: "The people here say that this is the Empress of the Yellow River, but my fathers are all Taoist practitioners and know more. They once told me that this is the God of Zhenhai Corpse."

"Zhenhai Divine Corpse, there really is such a thing." Ji Chen said with some surprise.

"Little brother also knows about Zhenhai Divine Corpse?" Wang Yiwen asked.

Ji Chen smiled wryly, he really wanted to say something that even a half-hearted Taoist like you knew, how could he not know as the authentic Maoshan sect?

The so-called Zhenhai Divine Corpse has been recorded in ancient books.

On the land of Huaxia, there are many sea eyes. After these sea eyes riot, they will cause a big flood, submerge many places, and cause a disaster.

The God Corpse of Zhenhai is the existence that suppresses Haiyan. As long as the corpse of Zhenhai God is thrown into Haiyan, Haiyan can be calmed down.

Of course, these are all legends. Even if it is an authentic Taoist sect with a long history, it is actually not clear whether the God Corpse of Zhenhai really exists.

Is there a sea eye under the Yellow River?So this god corpse of Zhenhai appeared?

Wang Yiwen said: "Ordinary mortals can't dig out the corpse of Zhenhai God. The people waiting for the commander-in-chief have been digging for two days, and the crystal coffin can't be dug to the bottom. The coffin lid and the coffin body seem to be connected together. Yes, no matter whether they use guns or shells, they cannot shake the crystal coffin."

Ji Chen nodded, no wonder Wang Yiwen wasn't worried at all.

At that moment, Ji Chen quietly opened his sky eyes to look, and couldn't help frowning.

Is it really Zhenhai God Corpse?

Is this really a sea eye?

Why... is there a monstrous evil brewing inside?

Moreover, the cause and effect here are intricate and chaotic.

Ji Chen felt that it was not as simple as Zhenhai God's Corpse.

"Let these idiot warlords dig it out first, I'll observe the situation secretly, the things below are definitely not simple." Ji Chen thought so.

By the way, where did Miss Sanxian, Huang Xiaoyan, go?

She called herself over, why didn't she show up?

Next, Ji Chen chatted with Wang Yiwen for a few more words, and Wang Yiwen invited Ji Chen to his house as a guest, after all, they were both fellow-men.

As for the crystal coffin, they were not worried at all, because they would not be able to dig out these warlords even if they killed them.

Wang Yiwen has a small shop in the suburbs of Tianshui County, which is a coffin shop. He is the only one who lives alone, a widow.

In the afternoon, Ji Chen was invited by Wang Yiwen to have a few drinks in the coffin shop.

Seeing that the sky was getting late, Wang Yiwen said with some embarrassment: "Fellow Daoist, I won't let you stay here overnight. There are rules in the coffin shop, and no living people from outside are allowed to stay."

"Yes, I understand." Ji Chen nodded.

Wang Yiwen said: "There is a hotel in the county, the environment is good, you can go there."

Ji Chen nodded with a smile, then suddenly remembered, and said, "By the way, have you seen a girl in a white Taoist robe near Tianshui County recently? She looks very beautiful and ethereal."

Wang Yiwen thought for a while, and said: "I have never seen it before, but I heard it mentioned that a young Taoist priest appeared near the desolate house thirty miles outside the city. But that place is a famous haunted house. All seven members of the family died inside, and it was so fierce that even if I have learned some Taoism, I dare not approach that place."

"Oh, I'm sorry." (-Zhao)

Ji Chen said, leaving Wang Yiwen's coffin shop.

However, Ji Chen didn't go to the hotel, but walked towards the haunted house that Wang Yiwen mentioned.

He was not in a hurry, so he came to this place without Yujian.

This house is far away from the county seat, in a barren hill.

Due to no one taking care of it for a long time, weeds grew overgrown, submerging a path that should have been there, and a big house could be vaguely seen, showing a foot in the barren hills.

This is an old house, at least a hundred years old.

Wang Yiwen said before that all seven members of the owner's family of this house died. As for the specific cause of death, no one can say clearly.

"Anyway, I'm free and have nothing to do. I'll be staying here tonight. I'll find a few wild ghosts to amuse myself." Ji Chen said with a grin.

(Please flowers, please flowers.) .

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Silent night.

Ji Chen was lying on the table in a room, tapping Erlang's legs, humming a little tune.

The moonlight was shining brightly in this old house, and it was coated with a layer of silver, but it looked even colder.

Ji Chen just lay in the room like this.

Then at this moment, something weird happened.

There is a beam in the middle of the house. The original beam was empty. At some point, seven ropes appeared. Each rope was tied with a noose. Like the wind is blowing.

But the doors and windows of the room were all closed, and there was no possibility of wind.

woo woo woo~

There was a gust of gloomy wind in the room, and some old objects hanging on the wall fell down one after another. The seven ropes were caught in this gloomy wind, and they swayed even more violently.

"What are you talking about? Don't you just scare people?" Ji Chen sat up and said with a cold smile.

He squeezed the formula in his hands and said in a deep voice: "Reveal your form!"

In the room, seven hanged ghosts appeared. Their necks were all hung on the nooses on the beams of the house. The seven hanged ghosts included an old man, an old lady, a woman in white, a girl, a young man, and two young men. Boy, their faces were ashen, sticking out their long tongues, staring at Ji Chen with dead eyes.

Change it to an ordinary person.

I was so scared that shit and fart came out.

Maybe even scared to death on the spot.

But Ji Chen didn't take it seriously at all, rolled his eyelids, and said to the seven hanged ghosts, "What are you looking at?"

Hanged Ghost: "..."

The seven hanged ghosts were full of Yin energy, and then let out a ghostly howl in unison, and the tongues of the seven hanged ghosts all flew up, like tentacles, and entangled towards Ji Chen.

Ji Chen sneered slightly, and around his body, a layer of fire covered his whole body.

"Ahhh!"

As soon as the attacks of these hanged ghosts touched Ji Chen, they screamed and wanted to retreat.

But Ji Chen didn't give them a chance at all, the pure yang flame spread forward, the golden flame turned into seven palm prints, and shot towards the seven hanged ghosts.

As long as they are hit, the seven hanged ghosts will be scattered on the spot.

"stop!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, the door was pushed open, and a figure rushed (-) over quickly, blocking the seven hanged ghosts.

Huang Xiaoyan.

The person who came was Huang Xiaoyan, dressed in a moon-white robe, outlining a graceful figure, with bumps and ups and downs, and long black hair dancing. He opened his arms and protected the seven hanged ghosts behind him.

"withdraw!"

Ji Chen gave a deep drink, dispersed the pure Yang Yan, and said, "Xiao Yan."

Huang Xiaoyan was indeed at this place, but what Ji Chen didn't expect was that Huang Xiaoyan, who always slays demons and demons, even prefers to kill the wrong ones, is actually protecting the seven hanged ghosts.

"Daxian help."

When the seven hanged ghosts saw Huang Xiaoyan coming, they quickly knelt down.

"Which song is this?" Ji Chen asked because he didn't know.

Huang Xiaoyan glanced at the seven hanged ghosts, and said calmly, "Get up first, step aside."

"Yes~~"