Chapter 350: Yinshan Village

Her face was white, her expression was melancholic, her eyes were hazy as she supported Bai Liu's umbrella, and the sound of her joints clicking all the time changed into a ghostly female voice: "You are not him."

The next moment, the woman turned her head to look across the bridge, and returned her gaze to Bai Liu, with a look that sent shivers down her spine: "I've waited for so many people, and it wasn't him."

The bridge is close at hand.

The woman's small feet lurched a little, her eyes reddened as she looked toward the bridge, her body soaked with a lot of muddy river water, pattering down her clothes, and the umbrella turned inward, pulling Bai Liu in the direction of the bridge, as if at any time she wanted to take him with her and jump off the bridge.

Mu Sicheng can't hold back any longer, and he steps in to try to pull Bai Liu out.

Bai Liu, however, took the initiative to get out of the parachute, and ordered in a cold voice: "Jump!"

Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded for a moment, but quickly realized that Bai Liu was asking him to jump into the river, and he glanced at the surface of the river in horror and disbelief.

Floating on the surface of the river were many corpses dressed in white, with their hair spread out and facing downward. The assassins seemed to have heard Bai Liu's words, and these corpses slowly turned their bodies over, revealing a swollen and rotting face, with their mouths cracked open and smiling at them.

Grass, there are so many corpses under the bridge, isn't it a death sentence to jump!

Before Mu Sicheng had time to mentally prepare himself, Bai Liu took his hand and jumped down without hesitation.

Mu Sicheng and the Ghost of the Martyrs' Bridge both stood still for a few seconds, guessing that she didn't expect Bai Liu to be so self-conscious as to jump into the river herself, one step before she dragged her down.

Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng fell into the water, the dark water with fishy air toward Mu Sicheng mouth and nose, he reflexively choked and coughed a few times, behind the woman's heart-breaking roar: "...... give me back!"

Mu Sicheng was roared by this and took the time to look back in the panic, and was shocked to find that Bai Liu had actually snatched the umbrella of the martyred bridge ghost in his hand before jumping off the bridge!

The woman had no umbrella in her hand, she wore white clothes, her eyes dripping with blood and tears, and her face was extremely resentful as she looked at Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng who jumped into the river, and then turned around and jumped to the bridge abutment without hesitation.

Flesh and blood flying and bones breaking, the woman violently crashed on the bridge abutment, and turned into the appearance of a bloody half-face again, she widely opened her huge black mouth stuffed with mud and sand, and with a hideous look, she chased towards Bai Liu in the water.

At this moment, not only her, all the floating corpses in the water are like sharks that have smelled the fishy odor, and their swollen and rotten bodies are swimming strangely, surging towards Bai Liu's side from underwater!

"Shit!" Mu Sicheng turned his head and yanked Bai Liu's wrist and swam forward, "Run!"

"If we don't run, we can't run away." Bai Liu stepped on the water, his head floating on the surface of the water, his face pale as he looked to both sides of the river, "There are things guarding the banks, we can't get up there even if we run."

Mu Sicheng looks toward the shore.

The paper Taoist shook the golden bell and drove the zombies and the martyred bridge ghosts who gave them umbrellas off the bridge, and then those zombies stopped on the other side of the river with a bounce.

The paper Taoist put a talisman on the foreheads of these zombies who stood in position, and then shook his head and rattled the bell far away.

As the paper doorman walked on, it came to the entrance to the main chamber opposite the bridge, and it suddenly set itself on fire as if a little spark had fallen on it that had drifted in from a distance.

Its body lit up a blazing fire, not many breaths, this lifelike paper man will be reduced to smoke, dissipated into thin air.

It was only then, under the faint light of the fire that the paper Taoist had burned up, that Mu Sicheng saw that the opposite side of the bridge had hidden in the darkness one after another stout, silent and motionless zombie corpses.

These zombies look at the appearance of middle-aged men, their heads are affixed with a suppression of the yellow talisman, a motionless interval at a certain distance from the river, next to stand with an umbrella to cover the bridge martyr ghosts.

They seemed to have been purposely set up to guard the tomb in this way, with some white bones and hiking packs at their feet, and some dead, not yet fully decomposed bodies.

The corpses had their mouths wide open in fear, their faces black and two large bloody holes in their necks.

Look dressed, these corpses should be Yinshan village passers-by, do not know how to mistakenly enter this tomb, in the encounter with the martyr bridge ghosts panic jumped off the river want to escape, the result is not easy to escape nine deaths on the shore, not yet had time to breathe a sigh of relief, and then by the shore guards zombies to tear to death.

In the paper Taoist burning orange fire light, these zombies do not move but a face of anger, three white eyes rotating dead staring at the river floating Bai Liu, fangs on the dried yellowish blood stains.

This shore is off limits!

What about turning back? Let's just go up where the bridge goes up and dodge the bullet first!

Mu Sicheng turned his head to the other side of the bridge while dragging Bai Liu to swim frantically, his eyes widened in shock, "Why is the way we came gone!?"

The other side of the bridge is a delusional pitch black, can not see the physical reality, also can not see the way they came, can only see the pitch black floating in the darkness of some greenish-blue ghost fire points of light, far from the darkness floated up the bridge, transformed into ghosts of ghosts and paper people.

Bai Liu choked twice as he fell into the water, and his face paled considerably, "There is no turning back on the road to the underworld, don't want to go back."

Mu Sicheng subconsciously asked back, "Going ashore is not an option, turning back is not an option, so where are we going now?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced back at the floating corpses that were in hot pursuit behind him, his face grumpily rising as he cursed, "These ghostly things swim quite fast."

Bai Liu was sucked yin qi and choked yin water, he as a living person yang qi greatly reduced, lack of strength quite a lot, after going into the water is completely Mu Sicheng lifted on the shoulders of the downstream.

Fortunately, Mu Sicheng's physical fitness is very good, Bai Liu is not heavy, Mu Sicheng with dragged a long distance swimming speed is still very fast, but even so, they are behind the floating corpse is getting closer and closer.

Bai Liu adjusted his breathing and lifted his soaked eyelashes to the bridge, "Let's swim a lap and go back under the bridge."

Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded, "Huh?!"

Bai Liu looked to Mu Sicheng: "With your speed you should be able to hang these floating corpses and swim around back under the bridge."

Mu Sicheng asked rhetorically from the bottom of his heart, "No, we just risked our lives by jumping off the bridge, why would we go back under it?!"

There are so many ghosts and monsters on the bridge, Bai Liu's vitality has been greatly injured, if we go back now, it's not looking for death!

Bai Liu's maneuver was so incredible that Mu Sicheng's brain went numb, but before he had a chance to exit, the floating corpse behind him came barreling up behind him.

Mu Sicheng felt as if he had stepped on the bottom of his foot on the back of a slippery, cloth-clad body.

The faces of several drowned people appeared blurrily under the shifting water around them, and then Bai Liu, who had been lifted up by Mu Sicheng, sank violently, as if he had been dragged downward by something grabbing his ankles and wrists.

"Fuck!" Mu Sicheng cursed angrily, leaned his body back, his arms powered up, and his calves kicked violently to pull Bai Liu's stuff, hard enough to yank Bai Liu up from underwater.

Bai Liu was plucked from the water, his face growing paler and paler, his eyes closed, his hair wet against his forehead, sliding downward in droplets.

"Bai Liu!" Mu Sicheng while swimming, while roaring wildly shaking Bai Liu, but also slapped Bai Liu's hand, Bai Liu still did not wake up.

Mu Sicheng still had something scraping the palm of his hand, and he paused for a moment, then slowly looked over at Bai Liu's whitened lips.

Bai Liu's lips revealed two greenish fangs, as if they had been confiscated, and it was this thing that had just scraped the palm of Mu Sicheng's hand.

"A living person without life is a walking corpse. If I suck too much life, I'll probably become a walking corpse, or a zombie.

"My day!!!" Mu Sicheng completely collapsed, "Bai Liu didn't you damn well say that you have a sense of proportion and won't be sucked by me this far, didn't you damn well say that you're still young and strong and can be sucked for more than an hour's worth of yang qi!"

"It's only been so long! You're not too good!"

Now Bai Liu doesn't know when he'll wake up, and he doesn't know what to do but try to follow what Bai Liu explained to him before he fell unconscious!

Mu Sicheng grits his teeth and pushes Bai Liu's legs to push quickly, and begins to hang behind the floating corpse in a circle, the floating corpse in the water undulating and wandering, and every now and then on the surface of the water to reveal a pair of eyes, with salivation ghostly staring at Bai Liu, like a crocodile that is hunting.

Late in the day, Mu Sicheng also started to get sore and tired, he looked up at the bridge in front of his eyes and pushed Bai Liu under the bridge with his teeth clenched in front of him.

The floating corpses behind him were thrown out by him by a distance and didn't catch up for the time being, but Mu Sicheng didn't dare to slacken off at all because sooner or later, these things were still going to catch up!

The question is what to do now! Bai Liu didn't tell him what to do when he got under the bridge!

Mu Sicheng hung the collar of Bai Liu's shirt on the bridge hook, so that Bai Liu was suspended out of the water and could breathe freely, and then he himself turned around and guarded Bai Liu wholeheartedly.

He was so panicked, but he still managed to maintain his composure and turned around in front of Bai Liu, taking a deep breath and looking at the white-clad floating corpses that were swimming closer and closer to them.

Bai Liu This person does things very methodically, Bai Liu knows that he is going to turn into a zombie, that before will more or less prompt him how to wake up or deal with zombies!

Mu Sicheng's mind was racing, and he didn't think his mind had ever moved so fast in his life.

Bai Liu said that zombies drink blood and worship the moon, and the blood of the living can stimulate the zombies!

But this place is full of dead people, even Mu Sicheng himself. Where is the raw human blood?

Mu Sicheng thought his head was dizzy and still could not figure out how to wake up Bai Liu, but those floating corpses had already swam over, Mu Sicheng collected his thoughts and looked over with a brutal expression.

He himself was now the ghost of the devourer, and he had a natural advantage against dead things like floating corpses that were heavy with Yin Qi, that is, he was not afraid to die.

White floating corpse over a kick open one, over a pair of open a pair, Mu Sicheng to the back are killed out of blood, eyes red broke the neck of several leaning over the floating corpse, the head of the ruthless thrown ashore.

Roll yourself ashore and find it, ghost!

The floating corpses don't die when their heads are severed, but the loss of their heads leaves them disoriented, so they go looking for their heads, and going looking for their heads lengthens the time it takes for them to come back and fight Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng was panting from the kill, but as he sparred, he gradually realized that his hands and feet began to rotate and deform, and his features gradually disappeared.

He was affected by the yin and yin energy of these netherworlds and started to turn into a devourer.