Chapter 18 Centennial Rotten Corpse 2

Qin Zhong was stunned, because he saw the rotten body holding the Ba box in his hand. The bullet had been loaded, aimed at Qin Zhong, and grinned straight out and exhaled stench.

"Bang!"

"What?" Qin Zhong fixed his eyes and showed a trace of relaxation on his face: "It turned out that the bullet was stuck. Maybe it was because of the time that the bullet was damp."

But without waiting for him to finish speaking, the rotten body pulled the trigger several times in a row, but not a bullet was fired.

The old ghost didn't care at all. He poked at the body of the rotten corpse with the pine tree pole. The rotten corpse suddenly leaned back and fell into the pit again with a bang.

"Hey, this rotten corpse is not our opponent, but I always feel that we are a little bullied."

Qin Zhong scratched his head: "Uncle Ghost, you think it's wrong for us to bully people. In the past, when the carrion bullied us, you didn't see it, and it's time for us to bully him."

"But there is something wrong with this rotten corpse, you see..." As soon as the old ghost spoke, he suddenly felt a figure flashing behind him. When he looked, four or five dark shadows rushed along the place where the ninja disappeared just now. The old ghost wanted to chase him, but he stopped again: "Xiao Zhong, be careful, someone is coming again. ."

"I saw it. It seems that it's still a ninja. It's broken. There are so many ninjas in this ghost mountain all of a sudden. I really don't know what they are going to do. I think we'd better not sle here. Let's go." Qin Zhong got up and wanted to leave. When everyone turned around, he suddenly felt that the two hands behind him suddenly grabbed his neck.

Guo Dafu immediately looked back. Qin Zhong had been pulled aside by the rotten corpse just now, and then saw that the rotten corpse's hand was getting tighter and tighter.

Qin Zhong's face suddenly turned pale and lost his blood color. His hand was struggling. Because the steel knife in his hand had not been put away, he cut off the finger clamping his neck with the knife. As soon as the other hand competed, he pulled off the arm of the rotten corpse.

But what Qin Zhong didn't expect was that the rotten hand was gone, and he immediately tightened Qin Zhong's neck at the bend of his elbow.

Due to the gradual difficulty of breathing, Qin Zhong turned over the knife in his hand and stabbed the body of the carrion behind him. Each knife was firm. After the five-line beads on his knife approached the body of the rotten body, the carrion was indeed burned by Qin Zhong's steel knife.

The rotten corpse was stabbed and retreated more than ten steps in a row. Qin Zhong finally escaped from the palm of the carrion. He coughed a few times in a hurry and rushed to Guo Dafu.

But when he turned around again, the rotten corpse didn't seem to be able to walk, and the whole thing seemed to be much more fluent than the old mushroom.

The old mushroom shook his head: "Qin Zhong, you met your opponent. This is a soulless rotten corpse. No wonder his body has always been in such a rotten state."

"What? What do you mean? The two knives in Qin Zhong's hand greeted the rotten corpse that rushed over and asked.

The old mushroom continued, "This rotten corpse is more than 100 years old. I'm afraid his soul is in your photo. You took his soul. Can his body let you go?"

"What? Photos? Just give it back to him, take a picture of Uncle Ghost."

The old ghost immediately took a black-and-white photo with his mobile phone, and then Qin Zhong turned the photo into the distance, but he retreated.

Look at the rotten corpse chasing after it like a photo and picking up the photo, it always gives people a feeling of hope.

Qin Zhong shook his head: "Oh, people have inherent feelings, but they are deeply affectionate, which is really hard to laugh at."

The century-old rotten corpse took the photo and returned to the deep pit alone, as if to fall asleep.

" boss, is this the legendary undead?" Guo Dafu asked.

Qin Zhong nodded and said, "It's true. This is an immortal, but I can't explain why he died. Maybe it's human will." As he spoke, he suddenly remembered another thing. When they looked at the secret history of the ghost mountain at the old man's house, they also seemed to feel that there was a light ghost without a soul, that is, that is, he urgently needed to find his soul. His soul was probably on the body in the unopenable coffin. Is that the same as this truth? What?

The old mushroom sneered and said, "I think the ten consecutive graves here are blindfold, and there is nothing about this rotten corpse. This is caused by his persistence before his life, but his state of mind is by no means ordinary."

"Well, I just wonder why his body hasn't weathered here for so long." Qin Zhong circled this grave and didn't seem to understand until the end: " By the way, at the beginning, we didn't break their roof. Now that the house has been opened, many things have begun to oxidize. The place where the wind can't blow or rain must have changed, so his body began to rot is not enough. It's amazing."

"Does that mean that he started with thick air-dried meat?"

Qin Zhong slapped Guo Dafu on the head: "Do you think it's beef jerky?"

"Uh! Boss, let's go. I don't want to stay here."

When Qin Zhong looked at it, the rotten body seemed to be different from his steel knife with five elements of beads. His face was already full of white gas. The rotten body began to fall off. The meat on his face fell down desperately, and the only eyeball on his face also rolled down because his face could not hold the weight. Even so, the eyes have never left the photo that fell on the ground.

Qin Zhong sighed and walked away in a low voice. He took out the map given by the old man, looked at it again, and confirmed his direction. Suddenly, he found that the direction of the dark shadows and the ninja ran away was the direction marked on the map. Did these people also get the map? It won't be such a coincidence. Is it the map of ten yuan sold on the side of the road, that's it?

"Big boss, look at the front, the triangular footprint." Guo Dafu's eyes are still relatively sharp.

Qin Zhong squatted down and looked at it. The old mushroom said, "Yes, don't look at it. These are the footprints of those ninjas. Look at how many footprints on the ground are almost triangular footprints. No one wanders around here."

"Yes, you're right. Let's follow for a while and see what's going on."

"Puff!" A white smoke floated out of the woods on the side of Qin Zhong, but when he arrived at the forest, he didn't find anything. He only saw the powder thrown on the ground, which should have been the ninja's blindfolding just now.

"These guys move so fast. They must be in front of us now, so be careful. If it doesn't work, do it." Qin Zhong made up his mind at this time to follow the ninja to fight to the end. After all, the road he took at the beginning was not right.

Guo Dafu rushed to the front this time. The three of them were very careful all the way. After knowing that the footprints had disappeared, Qin Zhong took out the map and took a look at it again, but this place was far from where they were going, so this road should be the wrong road.

" boss, look at the front. I feel that there is something in front of me. Wait for me to go and have a look first." Guo Dafu came slowly. He rushed over, but when he arrived in front of him, he was stunned and stood still, as if there were nails under his feet.

Qin Zhong looked up and couldn't help taking a breath. At the place where Qin Zhong and others arrived, there were four different pine trees, and each pine tree hung a dead body.

"Put down and have a look. Maybe they kill each other." As soon as Qin Zhong's words fell, he saw that these guys' mouths contained a blade, which was used for their own use.

Guo Dafu put down one first, and Qin Zhong came forward to observe. No matter where he looked, the ninja was not killed, and they carried dry food that had not been eaten for a day, but they saw a thin needle at their necks. The pinhole seemed to flow out some black **, waiting for a touch of the ninja. The skull, the corners of these ninjas' mouths, noses, ears and eyes, all flowed black blood to varying degrees.

"Damn it, these seven orifices are bleeding, isn't it poisoned?" The old ghost asked.

Qin Zhong nodded and said with a heavy expression, "Poisoning is certain, but I just don't understand why they kill each other, and why there are so many ninjas here."