Yinshan Village

Yang Zhi buried himself in the hard digging, he wretchedly raised his hand to wipe the mud on his face, and handed the pile of Huang Li that had accumulated in his hand to Kong Xuyang, and asked urgently, "Brother Kong, this is what I have just dug out, can you take a look at what is going on?"

Kong Xuyang received Huang Li and quickly browsed through it:

"...... Gengzi year, Gengchen month, Dechai day, March 21, the family of young and strong gathered, worship ancestors, they are determined to participate in a group, to righteousness, on the road to fight against ghosts, wives and daughters and parents tears next to the bridge, kneeling to ask the gods of heaven and earth to bless the men of my yinshan village intact to return home ... ..."

"In the year of Gengzi, in the month of Xin Si, on the day of Xin Chou, on the first day of May, there was news of war in the capital, the sound of cannons rumbling, the sound of gunfire stabbing, and it was heard from a hundred miles away, and the relatives in the family were worried and prayed day and night in the shrines and temples ......"

"Xin Si month, Yi Si day, the fifth day of the fifth month, the Dragon Boat Festival, women have no one to wrap rice dumplings, old people have no one to cheer up, children have no one to play, they all sadly sit at the entrance of the village to guard a cover cloth to return home.

This person is named Wang Wu, thirty years eight, the family has a son and two daughters, people thick, agricultural busy good to help relatives and neighbors to cut wheat, his wife sobbed in front of the corpse, two hands trembling can not be words, uncovered the white cloth to see a flesh and bone incomplete body, no right hand and right foot, said to be broken by the evil spirit firearms bombing, can not be collected and picked up."

"Wang Wu, a son and two daughters shook the corpse and shouted in bewilderment, but Wang Wu did not respond."

"...... the eighth day of May, back to the group of corpses, face with a white cloth placed on a wooden frame in front of the village, the village people standing in front of the corpse, silent, no one came forward to open the cloth to recognize the corpse, are covered up and weeping, a few hours after the village Zhang old man came forward to shake his hand to uncover the cloth, howled loudly, and in his mouth called up the name of the little one, tears gurgling unstoppable, fainted in the The body in front of ......"

......

"On the 23rd of May, all the young and strong of the village of Yinshan returned, and none of them survived."

"May 27, it is appropriate to move the earth, travel, burial, return home to most of the bones of the young and strong, in accordance with the customary not into the ancestral tomb, buried at the foot of the opposite mountain, the mourning woman holding the tablets, the children before the weeping and mourning, the parents left and right to carry the coffin, the wake of seventy-seven and forty-nine days, although not in the ancestral tomb, but to the great rites of a generous burial."

......

"July 20, all the righteous died, the foreign devils are rampant, go to the capital, there is no obstruction, burn, kill, loot, no evil, the fire burns the smoke, Yinshan village is hidden."

"The court is inactive and allows ghosts to eat people; within three days, surrender."

"On the seventh day of the ninth month, there was a rumor in the capital that the court was deliberating with the foreign ghosts, and in order to show the sincerity of the deliberation, the villages where the people involved and their relatives were located were handed over to the evil ghosts, allowing them to be massacred, raped, and killed and to be stationed in looting and plundering, and tacitly admitting that they could continue to march inward, cede territories, and punish mobs in order to show their sincerity."

"Yinshan village only remaining women and children, old and weak, no resistance, under the pathos would rather die than give in, in order not to be humiliated, the young and strong of the undead are jumping off the bridge to die for their husbands, holding umbrellas and die in peace."

"Better to be a ghost under the bridge than a bitch in front of the hall."

......

"What's all this nonsense?" Kong Xuyang looked more and more furious, "It has nothing to do with that Taoist zombie shit, is there any more?"

Yang Zhi stole a glance at the growing number of ghosts and monsters being blocked out of the zombies, and couldn't help but shiver and turn pale, not even daring to make the gesture of shaking his head at Kong Xuyang too obvious for fear of angering him, "Nope, nothing more."

"There's nothing left, so don't dig!" Kong Xuyang kicked Yang Zhi in the head, enraged until his face became engorged with blood.

Mu Sicheng, who was watching the scene from the side, didn't hold back a mocking snort, "Only a fool would take it out on his own teammates."

Kong Xuyang's temples jumped, he walked over and raised his hand to give Mu Sicheng a knife, but halfway there, he saw the fangs at the corner of Mu Sicheng's mouth and stopped again.

Mu Sicheng has been poisoned by the corpse poison and become a zombie, if he walks over to Mu Sicheng or Cheerful to give him a bite, he will be the one to suffer.

His essence was now almost depleted, and there was no way for him to finely maneuver the zombies guarding Mu Sicheng to bite him to death, so he could only simply let the zombies watch over Mu Sicheng ......

Moreover, if the zombie bites Mu Sicheng one more time and Mu Sicheng's Spirit Level falls below 20 and he doesn't die, something more troublesome will happen.

Prioritize, don't waste your energy, find Huang Li first!

Kong Xuyang's raised hand paused for a moment, he took a deep breath, then shook his hand down, turned around and put those Huang Li on his waist, squatted down, and continued digging the grave together with Yang Zhi.

Mu Sicheng watched Huang Li on Kong Xuyang s waist, the monkey paw that was clipped back behind the zombie moved and slowly exhaled a long breath.

Just now he tried to provoke Kong Xuyang to come over to steal the Huang Li on his waist, but he didn't expect that Kong Xuyang, this idiot, by this time, his brain reacted soberly, and no matter how much he screamed, he didn't give his eyes anymore.

Mu Sicheng eyes darkly glanced at the bronze wall surrounded by zombies, although it was vaguely shaking under the ghosts and monsters, it still looked like it could not be shaken in a short period of time.

Kong Xuyang is right, his hidden killer will last until he finds out all about Huang Li.

If Huang Li is hiding the key to the game, as Bai Liu said, then wouldn't Kong Xuyang really win, as he said?

And Bai Liu and these ghosts and monsters are outside the wall, and I don't know how long Bai Liu can last ......

The fangs around Mu Sicheng's mouth grew longer, his face was a near-corpse green color, and his breathing became rapid as he visually measured the distance between him and Kong Xuyang.

This is a distance he can fill with a single burst, which means he can now burst over and do a surprise attack, stealing the Huang Li from Kong Xuyang's waist and throwing it outside the wall of zombies.

But if he forcefully rushes over, the zombie behind Mu Sicheng will surely make him again, and Kong Xuyang will also be furious, and will definitely kill him, under the double attack of the zombie and Kong Xuyang, Mu Sicheng thinks he won't be able to hold out for long before he will die.

...... I just don't know if Bai Liu will be able to decrypt it in time to find the secret of that Taoist zombie and come to his rescue when he gets it.

With so many steps to think about, he knew that it was absolutely too late to cooperate, and he was mostly going to be cool if he did it the hard way.

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath--

But for some reason, when he thought that the man outside was Bai Liu, no matter how outrageous the maneuver, he still felt that he could-

--Bet!

Mu Sicheng stared dead at Huang Li on Kong Xuyang's waist, took a deep breath, lowered his body, showed his right paw and made an explosive dash over to scratch from Kong Xuyang's waist, almost at the same time, the zombie behind him followed closely, his body swayed out of the shadows, and his wide-open mouth was about to bite hard on Mu Sicheng's back.

Kong Xuyang's reaction was also extremely fast, before the anger in his eyes surfaced, the short sword in his hand was backhanded and lined up, blocked at his waist and swung outwards, swinging away from Mu Sicheng's outstretched claws.

What Kong Xuyang didn't expect was that Mu Sicheng didn't roll over to block the zombie behind him as he expected, but instead, regardless, he grabbed Kong Xuyang's short sword with his right paw and pulled it forward, pulling Kong Xuyang to his body.

In Kong Xuyang's stunned and unawares eyes, Mu Sicheng hardened himself to the fierce bite of the zombie behind him on his back, and then hooked Huang Li from Kong Xuyang's waist with his left hand, and also ripped away the Huang Li that Yang Zhi, who had not yet reacted, had just thrown out from the graveyard, crumpled it up into a ball, and threw it outward, and sternly shouted: He said sternly, "Bai Liu, Huang Li is out!"

The zombie behind Mu Sicheng's back bites him to death, and he chokes on a mouthful of hairy bruises from the bite.

From the place where he was bitten by the zombie, necrotic poison was continuously injected into Mu Sicheng's body, and his face decayed in a matter of moments.

Mu Sicheng was propped up on the ground in a crouch, panting heavily, his breath coming out with a putrid stench, his eyes glowing black, his fangs growing almost to the point of resting against his jaws, and a blood-thirsty hiss escaping from his throat.

Kong Xuyang watched as the Huang Li he had painstakingly collected was thrown out by Mu Sicheng, so furious that every muscle in his face trembled uncontrollably, he could no longer calm down this time, and held up his short knife, ruthlessly about to plunge it into Mu Sicheng's heart: "Mu Sicheng! --Mu Sicheng

The tip of the short knife stabbed Mu Sicheng's back, but it was like stabbing on some kind of tough animal leather, couldn't penetrate any more, and also rolled.

Kong Xuyang's movements lurched and his face changed violently.

Oops!

After being bitten twice in a row, Mu Sicheng's Spirit Level dropped to twenty!

[System Warning: Player Mu Sicheng's Spirit Level has dropped to 17, entering a state of panel frenzy!

Mu Sicheng slowly raised his scarlet eyes, twisted his head crookedly, rotated his shoulders a few times rubbing his fists, and stood up against the zombie that was still biting him on his back, he shook his two monkey paws that were becoming longer and longer, and looked down at Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi who were constantly backing up, slowly raising an eyebrow:

"No wonder Bai Liu left me here with no hurry at all to come to my rescue."

"So this game has this kind of berserking setting." Mu Sicheng stuck out his tongue and licked away the blood stains around his mouth, a red light looming in his eyes as he cracked his mouth open and smiled evilly, "That's interesting, I like it."

Kong Xuyang's voice was sharp and piercing as he formed a palm with one hand, "Zombies come back! Protect me!"

The wall of zombies quickly shrinks inward to encircle Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi.

These zombie wall while shrinking to be Mu Sicheng hit, barely shrink to half, the specifications and before the big can not be compared, Kong Xuyang face white, a little blood is no longer, strong support with the charm control these zombies to resist, coughed up two mouths of blood, weak urge Yang Zhi: "fast, fast digging! "

Yang Zhi forced not to look out, single-mindedly digging the grave, eyes red, breathing hard, hands hard, digging fast under the compulsion of the desire to live.

There's no point in doing anything but digging graves to end the game faster now!

Yang Zhi forced himself to set his mind, throwing his bladder left and right, digging two graves together, the results of these two graves dug half Yang Zhi noticed something wrong.

The burial goods in this grave include all kinds of mutilated and exquisite antique gold and silver jewelry and Chinese porcelain, and in the middle of the tomb there is a small lambskin diary of excellent specifications, not Huang Li, and the diary is not written in brushstrokes, but in the English alphabet.

Yang Zhi covered with his belly and dug a few more times, saw a pair of foreign-style hexagonal coffin, he uncovered the lid of the coffin to the grave to hit the eyes, shocked screamed out, sat on his butt on the ground, stomped back several steps, shaking hand pointing to the coffin, trembling voice: "Kong, Brother Kong, look at the people in the coffin! ......"

Kong Xuyang followed Yang Zhi's finger and subconsciously looked inside the coffin, which also froze.

Inside the coffin lay two corpses dressed in foreign clothes, these two corpses wore foreign clothes on the outside and were lined with Taoist robes, they looked neither yin nor yang, neither east nor west, and this kind of dressing was strange enough, but what was even stranger was their faces.

The faces of these two bodies are identical to Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang.

Yang Zhi was so shocked that he backed away, his voice was filled with tears, "Brother Kong, what's going on? Why are there corpses that look like us here!"

Kong Xuyang stared at the two corpses as if they were in a nightmare, his face green and white for a while, muttering under his breath:

"Grave robbers who stole from Yinshan Village a hundred years later, fake foreign devils who robbed from Yinshan Village a hundred years ago ......"

"If the Taoist priests of the evil arts of Maoshan are guarding Yinshan Village, then the Taoist priests of the righteous arts of Maoshan should be ......"

In a flash of lightning, everything was connected in Kong Xuyang's mind, he violently opened the book he stole from the back of the temple, Maoshan Taoism, from the beginning to the end of the page did not see any notes, and then Kong Xuyang seemed to suddenly think of something, folded the book upright to look to the side.

Written in English on the side pages:

[On April 17, 1901, I would like to ask two masters to assist us in breaking down the Yinshan Village with righteous techniques, and I will thank them afterwards].