On the stone platform was a male corpse, with only a piece of rag covering the sensitive parts, and the rest was light. It was naked. The male corpse was sallow, withered and thin, with tight skin, and his mouth was slightly opened by the tense skin. There was no hair on his body, and even his eyelids were bare and had no eyelashes.

Under the light of the flashlight, you can see the crisscrossing sewing marks of the male corpse. Thin iron wires are inserted into the sallow flesh, then pierce the flesh and pull it out from inside, then penetrate it, and then pull it out until the two separate flesh are sewn together. At first glance, it looks like dozens of large silver centipedes lying crookedly on the body of the male corpse.

With centipedes as the boundary, each area separated by centipedes has slight differences. Some are darker in color, a little lighter in color, some have rougher in skin, and some have a finer pore.

On the right chest of the male corpse, there was a dark mark the size of a palm. The mark was located on the left side of a sewage, separated by iron wire, but it did not extend to the right side of the sewage. The sewage started from the right shoulder, winding down and continued to the waist, and then connected to another sewage that was crossed from the waist. The shank lowered his head and stared at the half mark on the right chest of the male corpse, his face getting heavier and heavier.

This half mark can be put together with the five marks on the left chest of the corpse stuck under the stone to form a palm print. In other words, the body on the right side of the male corpse is exactly the missing part of the previous corpse.

"Jigsaw puzzle?" Bai Xiaodian looked at the corpse on the stone platform and couldn't help but shivered, joking with a smile on his lips.

A gust of cold wind blew, carrying the strange smell of the sour and rotten ground cave. The sharp screams when swept across the stone wall were like dead bodies strangled to their throats, desperate and without anger.

"It's a corpse." Mao Shan corrected, and his face returned to his previous indifference.

"What's the point of playing together like this? Will the corpse be sucked?" Bai Xiaodian used a flashlight to sway at the corpse on the stone platform, and turned to look at the shingle.

Mao Shan nodded, his eyes full of deep and unsightly ink. "Bossing corpses and raising corpses are both a kind of corpse refining, but among the many methods of corpse refining, corpses are the easiest and most immoral ones I know."

She looked at the corpse on the stone platform, her eyes swept through dazzling silver-colored iron wire sewages, and then said, "The reason why it is simple is that corpses have little requirements for corpses. They do not need to care about the birth time and death time of the corpses, they do not need to care about the age and gender of the corpses, and they do not even need a complete corpse. They only need to find a few newly dead corpses, take organs from different parts of the corpses to form new corpses for refining."

"It's that simple?" Bai Xiaodian felt a little incredible. According to Mao Shan, wouldn't it be easy to mess with the corpse?

Mao Shan shook his head and said, "Simplicity is just compared to other methods of refining corpses. The process of patching corpses is actually extremely cumbersome. Moreover, as I said just now, spelling corpses is a very unethical approach."

She explained in a gentle tone that the corpse is to take different organs of multiple corpses and re-patch them together, forcibly combine them into a new corpse.

In order to make the removed organs use as corpses, the corpses will first perform preliminary treatment and refinement of the corpses. The methods in this are extremely cruel. In addition, the incomplete organs of the corpses end up, resulting in death without a complete corpse. The corpses whose organs were removed will have a sudden increase in resentment and will never be able to live in peace.

These organs used to fight corpses all carry the resentment of the original corpses. The more organs there are, the more resentment they gather together, the stronger the ability to fight corpses, and at the same time, the more sins the corpses are.

She said, lifting her legs and walking behind the stone platform.

Behind the stone platform, dozens of small jars were neatly displayed on the ground, with the mouths covered with velvet paper and tied tightly with hemp rope.

"These jars should be sealed with human organs that have not been processed or have been stored." Mao Shan said, looking at the pile of jars that are standing in line under her feet.

Bai Xiaodian came over and frowned and was about to say something. The flashlight in his hand flashed a few times and went out.

As soon as the light of the flashlight disappeared, the light source was lost in the cave and it became impossible to see the five fingers. The darkness was soaked in the air, mixed with the unpleasant smell in the cave and invaded the breath, depriving the little sense of security left by the two people in the cave.

"Damn!" Bai Xiaodian patted the flashlight, but still had no reaction. She couldn't help but curse and shouted to Mao Shan: "Cousin, I'll light the kerosene lamp." She shouted loudly on purpose, and her voice could effectively reduce her fear in the darkness.

"Yeah." The shingle replied, standing there without moving, staring at the place where the jar was placed in the darkness. I wonder what he was thinking.

Bai Xiaodian took out her cell phone, turned on the flashlight of the cell phone, and walked towards the stone platform. After walking two steps, she felt that her arm seemed to have rubbed something, so she raised her cell phone and looked at it.

The light on the phone was blocked by a pale face.

Under the dark light, the dust flew out extremely clearly. A pair of eyes overflowed from the dust, facing Bai Xiaodian's gaze.

In the deep eye sockets, two wide-open eyes were embedded in the deep shadow of the eye sockets, staring at Bai Xiaodian without moving.

Bai Xiaodian was so scared that he took two big steps back and raised his gun.

After retreating, the light shining on the face of the mobile phone dimmed a little, and it was no longer as ferocious as before.

Without the light, the waxy color on his face appeared. His empty eyes were still facing the position where Bai Xiaodian was standing just now.

Shaking, no support.

It was another corpse. Bai Xiaodian breathed a sigh of relief and shouted at the corpse dissatisfied: "You fucking scared me!"

Just as he was about to leave, Bai Xiaodian's thoughts flashed and he froze. His hand holding the phone shook slightly and shone on the stone platform. The light on the phone could only illuminate the blurry outline of the stone platform opposite, but it was enough for Bai Xiaodian to see clearly.

On the empty stone platform, there was only a kerosene lamp left.

Bai Xiaodian gasped for a few breaths, quickly turned around and took a look at him again. The body was still standing there, still the way he was.

wrong,

What's wrong?

She felt that her muscles were a little stiff, and she forced herself to carefully examine the corpse beside her. The other party's thin face was exposed in the white light, her skin was tight, her mouth was slightly open, and her outline was clearly defined under the strong light, and her lower body was hidden in the darkness.

The corpse seems to be closer to me?!

Bai Xiaodian swallowed, moved his wrists with difficulty, and moved the light of his cell phone to the body of the corpse.

The corpse light and centipede-like slits on the naked body declared to Bai Xiaodian that it was the corpse that was originally lying on the stone platform.

At this moment, the light spots flashed, and the corpse's eyes slowly raised a little, and once again met Bai Xiaodian's eyes.

Bai Xiaodian looked at the dull pupils, and her figure could be vaguely seen inside. She opened her mouth and aimed at the corpse and shot three times.

Bullets shot out one by one with her heartbeat.

Because they were close, there was no need to aim at them. All three bullets were shot into the chest of the corpse. But even after they were shot, the bullet did not seem to have any impact on the corpse...

The yin energy of the corpse spread, making Bai Xiaodian shudder.

Before the gunshots had dissipated, Bai Xiaodian felt a gust of wind coming from behind, and then he saw a golden sword blade reflecting the cold light of the mobile phone swaying past him. In a blink of an eye, Mao Shan was already standing in front of him, with his back facing him, and his right hand raised the ancient eyebrows sword to the head of the corpse.

The corpse clasped his hands together, and the blade of the ancient eyebrows was sandwiched between its palms and stopped in front of its forehead.

The picture seemed to have been stopped together.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaodian aimed at the head of the corpse, raised his gun and shot it, and finished the remaining bullets in the magazine in one breath.

The first two shots successfully hit the temple of the corpse, while the second two shots were avoided by it. The corpse's movements were slightly mechanical, but the speed was very fast.

In the gap between the corpse dodging bullets, Mao Shan quickly twisted his wrist, flipped his sword, broke through the obstacles of its palms, and pointed directly at his forehead and stabbed his heart.

The corpse retreated sternly, and the shank held the sword and chased forward. It was not until it retreated to the side of the stone wall that it did not dodge to the side. The shank also changed its attack trajectory and turned the sword edge to press the corpse.

Bai Xiaodian rushed to the edge of the stone platform and seized the time to light up the kerosene lamp on the stone platform.

Fighting with zombies in the dark is undoubtedly a disadvantage. After the light, Mao Shan felt much more relaxed. Finally, she no longer had to rely on her hearing and a little hazy vision to judge the traces of the corpse.

After just a few dozen moves of fighting, the movements of the corpse have become more and more flexible. It no longer just dodges mechanically, but has begun to counterattack at the shank, as if everything before was just for warm-up.

The corpse danced and beat her randomly, without any rules, relying on her innate speed and strength. In contrast, the shank seemed calm and rigorous, but it seemed that she did not take much advantage.

It is not easy to defend, but it is also difficult to attack. The fists come and go, and the two sides cannot stand up.

Bai Xiaodian first looked at the stone platform, and the more she looked, she became more anxious. She looked around, walked around the stone platform, ran to the stone pillar with a large wooden rack, and took off a pair of tongs from the large wooden rack. Bai Xiaodian turned the tongs upside down, pinched the two pliers' lips, and tried to wave them twice. She felt that it was quite easy, so she waved the tongs and rushed into the battle between the tungs and the corpse not far away.

She sneaked directly behind the corpse, and while one of them was unprepared, she separated the pliers' mouth and put the tongs on the head of the corpse. The connecting shaft of the pliers clamped the neck of the corpse. As soon as she saw it, Bai Xiaodian pulled a pliers with her hands and retreated desperately. The neck of the corpse was stuck in the connecting shaft, allowing Bai Xiaodian to drag it backwards, like dragging a dead dog.

The corpse held the tongs around his neck with both hands and his heels hooked on the ground, desperately resisting the sudden drag force.

In the moment, the shank jumped into the air, and the ancient Meijian slashed from mid-air and stabbed towards the head of the corpse. The corpse quickly gave up the confrontation with the fire tongs, stretched out his hand and smashed the ancient Meijian that was stabbing.

It wanted to grab Mallan's wrist, but was kicked by Mallan's side-slide leg while kicking it out, hitting the abdomen. Then there were a series of kicks, from the abdomen to top, with strong and accurate and fierce legs. Finally, it kicked the corpse's head, and directly made its whole body tilt to the side. Before it had passed its inertia, it was pulled back by Bai Xiaodian's tongs, and its body fell back to the ground.

The slum fell steadily to the ground, her legs were like nails, and her hands were marked with a net seal of heaven and earth. She calmed her breath in her dantian, and her eyes were fixed and her eyes were concentrating on the memorials and her eyebrows flashed.
Chapter completed!