Dragon Seeker

My eyes were full of dirty blood, and the intense burning pain wrapped around my eyeballs, but I had to try hard to open them. Everything around me was shrouded in scarlet. In the blur, I could vaguely see a furry face floating in front of me. The two huge and sharp fangs sticking out of its mouth were the most eye-catching. At first glance, I thought it was a wild boar, but I knew that if it looked like this, it was most likely a big zongzi.

Moreover, this pig face was approaching me quickly, slightly leaning to one side, and its mouth was biting at the artery on the side of my neck.

I immediately held the Baipi Knife horizontally in front of me, trying to block it, but someone was faster. Cang Yao's upper body suddenly poked out of the wind chime and punched the thing in the face.

This is a very delicate fist, but when it is swung, you can hear the explosion of air. The force is very strong. It seems that there is no man in the world who can withstand her little fist. Even Zongzi can't do it. There is only a "bang" sound, mixed with the crisp sound of bone cracking, and the head of the thing hit immediately tilts back.

Taking this opportunity, I turned my wrist holding the Baipi Knife, and the knife's momentum immediately changed. It no longer defended horizontally in front of me, but stabbed at the opponent's face.

My vision was blurred. This was another life-saving move in a hurry. There was no method at all, but my luck was not bad. The knife accurately stabbed the opponent's right eye, making a crisp sound of "clang", as if the blade was stuck in the eye socket.

The old Zongzi immediately roared in grief, but he was extremely fierce and did not let go. The hands holding my head became more and more powerful. The cold and sharp nails were no less than the sharp blades of knives. I felt a burst of pain in my neck. The other party's nails had completely dug into the flesh.

The old Zongzi was pulling here, and Brother Yaozi was pulling outside the tomb door. The two of them were like tug-of-war. I was sadly the rope used for their tug-of-war. There was no need to say much about the strength of Zongzi. Brother Yaozi was also a first-class strongman in the world. He shook his arms. I dare not say that he could pull mountains and rivers like the King of Chu, but he must have a force of more than 100 kilograms. You can imagine my fate.

I could clearly hear the "crackling" sound from my neck. Under the pulling force, I even had the illusion of a dislocated cervical spine.

The big Zongzi was unconscious and only knew to drag me in, not caring if I lived or died. But Brother Yaozi was different. He probably felt that my body had reached its limit. If he continued to pull, I was afraid that my head would be torn off alive, so he gradually loosened his grip.

After the old Zongzi dragged me into the tomb door little by little.

The Yin slave had already appeared, riding on the Zongzi's neck, and madly hitting the back of his head.

Cang Yao held the opponent's neck with one hand, punching like rain, and smashing the opponent's face. If it weren't for the two of them, the opponent would have only lowered his head to bite off my neck and kill me.

Even so, he still couldn't stop the opponent from dragging me in. He was very fierce and powerful. I, an adult man, was no different from a chicken in his hands.

"I'm going to fight you!"

A roar suddenly exploded in my ears.

I just noticed that Lao Bai had come in at some point. He was usually a coward, but somehow, at this moment, he was completely valiant, with a kind of crazy air, covered in mud, and his fat and bloated body gave people a sense of majesty. He thrust forward like an angry black blind man, holding a crowbar in his hand, like a daredevil in ancient times who charged with weapons and weapons, and rushed forward from the side with an indomitable attitude, holding the crowbar and stabbing the head of Zongzi fiercely. With a "puff", the crowbar entered the opponent's ear and sank nearly ten centimeters.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably die on the spot. No matter how tough the old Zongzi was, he couldn't bear it. He roared, let go of me, and turned around to escape.

The most horrifying thing is that the Zongzi stretched out his arms and flew up directly! !

How can an ordinary zombie fly?

As far as I know, a flying zongzi can no longer be considered a corpse, but a real demon. Once this kind of thing appears in the world, it can't move mountains and seas, steal the sky and change the sun, but it is not difficult to cause a tragic scene of thousands of miles of barren land.

If the zongzi in front of us is of that level, why would we wait for us to sneak in and attack? We can kill us with just a wave of our hands. We should run for our lives!

Then, apart from the legendary thing, there is only one kind of flying zongzi - flying corpse!

This is considered a kind of vampire zombie. Some texts say it very clearly that after death, the corpse will be revived, lingering for thousands of years, and gradually begin to learn to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon. Those who have achieved a little success are flying corpses!

Lao Bai's rage seemed to have not been completely vented. He rushed up after the flying corpse, but how could the ground run faster than the sky? Seeing the distance getting bigger and bigger, he finally jumped up and cursed.

Bang! !

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and the blazing fire and the thick smell of gunpowder filled the air. The iron sand hit the flying corpse, and it actually made a sound like frying beans. White smoke rose from many places. The flying corpse was like an eagle with broken wings, floating and sinking a few times, and suddenly fell to the ground.

This was naturally the method of Lao Diaoye, and he and Brother Yaozi and others also took the opportunity to get in.

However, ordinary bullets could not hurt this Zongzi. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have pounded cinnabar in the barrel of the gun as Brother Yaozi said.

When Lao Bai saw the flying corpse falling, he immediately pounced on it, jumped directly on the other party, and held the other party's neck with a crowbar, trying to suppress the other party.

Unfortunately, after the old Zongzi was severely injured, his ferocity became even greater. After a violent struggle, Lao Bai was immediately overturned.

I took this opportunity and rushed forward, my sight gradually recovered, and I became smarter. I didn't aim at the other party's head. After all, this kind of thing is made of steel and iron, and a knife can never cut it. I simply aimed at the belly full of soft meat and stabbed it, nailing the other party to the ground. The Earth Spirit Pearl trembled, and there was a faint white mist on the Baipi Knife. The other party's abdomen made a "sizzling" sound, and there was a burnt smell of burning pig hair.

This Zongzi screamed "Ao", but he didn't die even so. He turned over and grabbed my chest. The dark and sharp nails were shining with green light, which scared me to step back a little. Otherwise, if I was caught tightly, I was afraid that I would have to be disemboweled immediately. Even so, the other party's nails still scratched my tattered leather jacket, leaving several wounds on my chest.

Seeing that the opponent was about to pounce again, Brother Yaozi finally arrived and swung the sledgehammer to hit the opponent's head fiercely. The scene was absolutely tragic. I will never forget it in my life. The moment the heavy hammer fell, the head flew up directly, and the old zongzi was immediately knocked over.

But the vitality of this thing can no longer be guessed by a living person. Even so, it is still struggling. Old Diaoye and Zhang Xinya pressed it to the ground together. Brother Yaozi swung the sledgehammer with red eyes and hit the opponent's face fiercely. Every time he hit, the bone cracked and the broken bones flew. It was not until the whole head was smashed into pieces that the zongzi finally stopped reacting.

Clang!

The sledgehammer fell to the ground with a bang.

Brother Yaozi seemed to be exhausted and immediately fell to the ground.

We were not that strong. Several people were dealing with one of them, but we were so embarrassed.

Even Cang Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said to me: "The other party came for you. They have vicious eyes and saw that you can break the barrier of the mechanism in the tomb. As long as they kill you, they can buy enough time, so this thing will not let you go, giving us an opportunity, otherwise..."

After saying this, she looked around, counted on her fingers, and said that in addition to Master Qi, at least three of us will die!

What she said is true. In fact, what really made the flying corpse powerless was the shot that Lao Bai shone on the other party's head. If the other party didn't want me to die, I'm afraid Lao Bai would hardly have such an opportunity.

However, when she mentioned Master Qi, the relief of surviving the disaster in our hearts immediately disappeared without a trace.

The headless corpse fell in front of the tomb door, and a large pool of blood spread out. When the flashlight was shone, it reflected black light and had a sticky feeling.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered his smile before entering the tomb. When compared with the sallow, fake-looking head, it was very shocking.

"This is the second time. People should not think about things that they shouldn't think about..."

The old man sighed, glanced at Zhang Xinya, and said helplessly: "Although he caused the disaster, he must have a complete body after death. I heard that people whose bodies are separated cannot find their heads and cannot be reincarnated in the underworld. Baby, you will help him sew his head later. Let's dig a pit and bury him..."

"Ah?"

Zhang Xinya exclaimed softly, a little hesitant.

I know, it's not that she doesn't want to, maybe she is a little afraid of the head.

People are like this. If there is a ghost standing at the head of the bed, it will only be a moment of shock, and you can calm down after that. But if you hold the head of an acquaintance, even if the other party's soul does not come to entangle, the fear will penetrate into the bone marrow, and there will be no peace. That kind of trauma may be a lifelong thing.

If it is said that the rabbit dies and the fox mourns, isn't the greatest shock just watching a familiar person fall in front of you?

"Let me do it."

I thought about it and said, "I am a ceremonial officer. There is probably no one more professional than me in this kind of thing..."

As I said, I got up to look for the medical bag, but as soon as I stood up, my eyes went black, and I felt dizzy. I sat down on the ground, and I felt the wounds on my neck and chest were burning and painful.

I immediately opened my clothes, but I saw that the four wounds left by the flying corpse on my chest were rolled up, and the surrounding skin was blue. Moreover, the blue gas was spreading at an alarming speed...