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The car was driving very fast, I was holding a cigarette and looking at the scene on the roadside.
We took the Ring Expressway and drove for about forty minutes before arriving at the entrance to the mass grave.
"We're here." I winked at Sun Xiaopeng and said, "Master Sun, why don't you take Master Qian and the others to pick out the cemetery first? Then dig the grave. It's unlucky for the coffin to fall to the ground."
"Well, that's what I planned." Sun Xiaopeng said and said to Qian Jinyin: "You follow me in to dig the grave, and Zhang Xiu stays to look at the coffin."
"Is it okay?" Qian Jinyin turned back to me and said, "Just keep an eye on it. Someone wants to snatch my grandfather's body. You have to protect it with all your strength."
"Don't worry, don't worry." I laughed dryly.
¡°Who the hell is crazy coming here to grab a coffin this late at night?
The reason why I asked them to dig the grave first was just to use something to calm the corpse inside.
Sun Xiaopeng led a large number of them into the mass grave, and soon they disappeared.
I quickly ran out of the car and jumped into the truck.
Oops.
There was actually a trace of corpse air leaking out from the gaps in the coffin.
I swallowed, and I wasn¡¯t too scared. After all, I¡¯ve beaten a giant centipede, how can I still be afraid of such a corpse?
I walked to the coffin and carefully recalled the books I read during the day.
I took out a money sword from my bag, placed it in the center of the coffin lid, and read: "The sky is infinite, the earth is infinite, although the sky is dark, the sun still exists to suppress evil."
As I said that, I bit the fingertips of my right hand.
It really hurt. I took a breath. After all, my fingers were connected to my heart. The feeling of biting my fingertips was so sore that it felt so good.
I smeared the blood from my fingertips on this money sword.
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, the coffin shook.
Grass.
"You don't have to drink a toast, right?" I was just about to use other methods.
Suddenly a motorcycle stopped behind the truck.
When I saw it, it turned out to be a policeman.
This policeman was patrolling on a bicycle. When he saw me, he took out his walkie-talkie and said: "At the entrance of the mass grave in the eastern suburbs, an unknown suspect was found stealing corpses. We need support. We need support."
¡°Brother, if I were you, I would leave quickly and leave this mess alone.¡± I looked at the policeman with a wry smile and said.
The coffin shook again, and the policeman looked happy. He took the walkie-talkie and continued: "Requesting for support. We suspect the suspect is using the coffin to traffic people."
"I can't talk to you anymore." I shouted in the direction of the mass grave: "Qian Jinyin, someone is trying to steal your grandfather's body."
It would be a shame for Qian Jinyin not to become a fortune teller. His bad words are too effective.
As soon as I finished yelling, Qian Jinyin led a large number of people and rushed out within thirty meters.
He shouted with a fierce look: "Who is it!"
"Requesting support, requesting support, the number of suspects is far beyond my imagination" The policeman ran while holding a walkie-talkie.
Qian Jinyin¡¯s two bodyguards rushed over and knocked the policeman down, punching and kicking him.
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The noise of the coffin behind me became louder and louder, and the money sword placed on the lid of the coffin seemed to be falling apart.
This corpse is really fucking awesome.
"What should I do?" Sun Xiaopeng, who ran back, said to me anxiously.
"Carry the coffin and bury him immediately." I shouted.
"What's going on?" Qian Jinyin looked at the coffin with a nervous expression on his face.
"Master Qian, how about you solve this police matter?" I said to Qian Jinyin.
Qian Jinyin was not stupid. He was scared when he saw the coffin fluttering like this, so he said, "Take this policeman with you. We will take him to the police station. The eight of you will stay and help."
After saying that, Qian Jinyin ran into the car. His two bodyguards drove the bruised and bruised policeman into the car, and the car sped away.
"Zombie transformation."
As soon as these eight magic sticks saw this posture, they ran away.
"Shall we run too?" I saw that the situation was getting worse and worse, and I became worried.
Suddenly, a car drove over from a distance.
The car is extremely fast.
"Great, my little brother is here." Sun Xiaopeng's face lit up.
 The car was an Audi A5 convertible, and the driver was a young man wearing sunglasses who looked about our age.
This guy is quite handsome, and he wears a pair of sunglasses at night to show off.
Wearing a black windbreaker, he got out of the car and threw an ink fountain to Sun Xiaopeng: "Tie up the coffin."
"Okay." When Sun Xiaopeng saw this guy coming, he seemed to take reassurance. He jumped on the truck with an ink fountain and started to tie the coffin.
"How can I help?" I asked this person.
"You?" The man glanced at me, took off his windbreaker, and threw it to me: "Help me get my clothes, don't get them dirty."
Damn it, you're too arrogant. I couldn't help but say: "Boy, don't be arrogant. If you have the ability, come over and challenge me."
There are two daggers hanging on this guy's back, and these two daggers are also engraved with charms.
He held two daggers in both hands, walked to the coffin that was thumping, patted it, and then said: "If you don't want to die, just stay in there and stay there."
boom.
Suddenly, an arm with blue skin stretched out from the coffin lid.
The nails on this arm are very long and look scary.
At the very least, Sun Xiaopeng was so frightened that he jumped out of the truck and ran to me.
"Who is this guy? He's so arrogant." I asked when I saw Sun Xiaopeng running back.
"He? His name is Luo Fang, he is my younger brother, but he is used to being arrogant. After he cleans up the body, I will help you educate him." Sun Xiaopeng said confidently.
"Can he do it alone?" I asked curiously: "The corpses here are not ordinary."
"I just sent him a text message in the car, asking him to come over and help, otherwise we would probably be in trouble today." Sun Xiaopeng handed me a cigarette leisurely: "Just watch it."
This guy named Luo Fang took a dagger and stabbed the zombie monster in the hand.
With a pop sound, after inserting the dagger into his arm, he pulled hard and directly pulled the corpse up from inside. Of course, there was a coffin lid in the middle.
This corpse has black skin and two fangs in its mouth.
I recognized it as soon as I saw it. It was a black corpse.
The Black Corpse is actually not a powerful zombie among the Thirty-Six Corpses. It can only be ranked twenty-seventh among the Thirty-Six Corpses. Now think about it, the reason why it is so powerful is because it has five The reason for ten years of cultivation.
"Black corpses are lower-level, and people don't dare to attack them. They only dare to steal chickens or catch dogs to suck blood. But this black corpse has fifty years of Taoism, and the feeling is different."
The guy named Luo Fang punched the black corpse in the face, knocking him back into the coffin.
He turned back to Sun Xiaopeng and said: "What are you afraid of? Come up, tie him up, and bury him." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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