Chapter 3 (1/2)

I was too frightened to shout when I saw the boy floating over. Think of Grandpa saying that the killing of poultry is a ghost sucking blood and gathering souls. Is he a ghost raised by old Wu?

The female corpse noticed that the boy was following, stopped and turned back. The boy's face showed fear and stopped immediately.

Old dog Wu looked at me, coughed two mouthfuls of blood and begged, Tong Tong, Grandpa Wu did something wrong, but grandpa Wu never wanted to hurt you. I was also used for some things. After seeing through, Grandpa Wu also made some arrangements for you. Take Chen Hao and he will tell you the truth.

Chen Hao? He is not the baby who fell in the coffin at the funeral presided over by Wu Laogou. How could he be brought up as a kid?

I hate Wu Laogou. If it hadn't been for him, it wouldn't have happened. But I can't bear to hear his grief. At the same time, I also want to know what the truth is.

Seeing my hesitation, Wu Lao Gou took a few breaths and then said, Tong Tong, as long as you and Chen Hao don't fall into their hands, our lives will be saved. In the future

Before he finished, five or six people in black rushed to the village. Old dog Wu hurried to urge me to go.

The man in black came in a hurry and didn't know who it was. I quickly got up and told the female corpse, shall we take Chen Hao?

I don't know if she can understand. When I finished, the female corpse began to move forward.

Li Hao came with me floating. She didn't drive away again. She should understand me.

The man in black was very fast. We were caught up outside the village. There were seven or eight people in front of us. They were strangers with hats on their heads and only their mouths exposed.

I looked at them nervously and was at a loss. The female corpse, when those people did not exist, made a ”cluck” sound in her throat, her eyes were shining with blood, and led me forward

The man in black lined up and stopped in front, his hands hidden in his sleeves, like holding a murder weapon. However, as soon as they made an action, a creepy howl came out from the stone concave mountain. The sound was a little like a wolf, deep and distant, one after another, in a large number.

When the cry rang out, the moonlight sprinkled on the ground slowly turned light red, and the half moon hanging on the horizon was as bright as blood at this time.

Grandpa said that only fierce corpses at the level of corpse ancestors can cause blood moon. Is there a corpse ancestor protecting the female corpse in Shiao mountain?

Seeing the blood moon, the people in black retreated slowly in fear, but all the time, their hands were hidden in their sleeves.

One of the men in Black said in a hoarse voice that she was from the corpse family. We were calculated by Wu Laoxie.

The female corpse heard the howling of Shiao mountain and raised her head to the blood moon. The voice in the mountain responded and was coming down the mountain.

The man in black was completely confused. The person who spoke just raised his hand and let her go.

I stared at the speaker, trying to see him clearly, but when I passed by, his head was very low.

Out of the village, the female corpse dragged me towards Shiao mountain. Li haopiao was behind. The man in black didn't chase me. It is estimated that she went to the village to catch my grandfather and old Wu dog.

But not far after entering the mountain, a burst of drums suddenly came out of the woods. The sound was very heavy, like a cow roaring. It's like knocking in my heart every time. It's hard to hear.

When the drum sounded, the female corpse stopped and roared in pain.

It was Uncle Li's corpse drum. I was so happy that I hurried to call him.

The corpse drum is neither cloudy nor sunny. It is made of high-grade buffalo hide and buried in the shade for five years. If the cow hide remains tenacious and soaked in boy's urine for more than half a year, it can become a corpse drum. It can be said that there is no one in a hundred.

In addition, every corpse in each town will be smeared with corpse blood. The more suppressed, the darker the color of the drum, the more powerful it will be.

Uncle Li heard me shout and came out from behind a big tree shirtless. A dark black drum was tied around his waist, beating rhythmically at every step.

The female corpse turned stiffly and protected me in the back. But I didn't want her to protect me. I shouted Uncle Li to save me and scratched her arm.

There are eight people behind Uncle Li. They are men who carry coffins all year round. They look powerful. Every time the drum rings twice, they roar and press step by step.

The female corpse kept retreating, but still protected in front. I saw her mouth overflowing with blood. I don't know how. I felt a little uncomfortable. I said, if I don't go with you, you let go of me, Uncle Li, they won't hurt you.

Uncle Li listened to me, stopped the drumstick in his hand and said to the female corpse, Zhang Tong is a man and you are a corpse. He will die if he enters Shiao mountain. His grandfather asked me to pick him up here and give him to me. You can go down the mountain to see him in the future.

When I heard Uncle Li's words, it suddenly occurred to me that in Liu Degui's grave, Grandpa should have told him about it. Grandpa had expected today?

But just then, Chen Hao said in my ear, Zhang Tong, don't believe him. He sent Liu Degui's coffin, which was greasy. Grandpa Wu said that those surnamed Li are really mean people.

Although Chen Hao absorbed blood and gathered his soul, he could show his shape, but the coffin lifter was full of Yang Qi, and he could not see him at this time. The corpse is different from the ghost. The corpse drum doesn't work, so he's always by my side.

After hearing this, I whispered angrily that old Wu dog is not a good thing. He killed you and you spoke for him.

Chen Hao said with a gloomy wind, it's not like that, Grandpa Wu