Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 195: Dead man vs. dead wolf

After the big man fell to the ground, the short sword holding the heart trembled, and the slightly beating heart turned into a cloud of blood, which filled the air...

Long Tuozi, Salmon, and the old Lama, who were frightened by this scene, shivered and lost their lives when their companions didn't even respond. There were timid expressions on the faces of the people present at the moment, and a few timid ones had already begun to prepare to escape from here.

Long Tuozi, who had expressed doubts just now, was the first to say: "What I said just now... Guangren's words are not credible? Why doesn't he do such a good thing himself? Dear fellow Daoists, Long does not go into this muddy water. Now, who of you still think about the elixir of life, please go ahead..."

After speaking, Long Tuozi waved to his dozen or so disciples and said, "Stop doing immortal daydreams, go back..."

At this time, the remaining monks also began to shake. After some hesitation, except for the Manchu Salmon and the old lama, the remaining monks all left. The bonfire that had been burning for half the night had also been extinguished, and the monks who were left behind looked at the house full of wolf corpses on the opposite side.

Although they did not leave, Salmon and the old Lama did not dare to go forward easily. They are all waiting to see if there will be more monks coming over. When the time comes, let the newcomers rush up, and they may still have a chance to pick up a bargain.

But waited until it was dark, and the new monk did not wait. In the end, the old lama was a little anxious. He personally found Salmon and said to the Manchu shaman: "Salmon, if you wait any longer, the elixir will not fall from the sky. We might as well fight, I Come to the fore and lead out all the people inside, then you and your disciples go in and steal the elixir. You and I will make a gentleman's agreement first, as long as you get the elixir, you and I will be half. How?"

"I'll listen to you, Master." Hearing that he didn't have to take the lead, Salmon smiled, and then continued: "Master, don't worry, if there is only one elixir, then I, Salmon, will give up. Now. The medicine pill must be yours..."

"Guangren has gathered so many monks together, and there will not be only one pill." The old lama glanced at Salmon, then turned to his disciples and said, "Go and prepare. , there is a random grave at the foot of the mountain, you can go there to choose the suitable corpse. Be sure to prepare it before Zi Shi, if you can't get all the corpses, don't blame me for putting you in there."

When the little lama heard this, everyone had a look of horror on their faces. Immediately, he hurriedly bowed to the master, then spread out at the same time, and retreated to the back.

I saw that these lamas did not rush forward, but retreated without a trace. Salmon's brows furrowed. Although he had heard of this old lama long ago, it was just hearsay, and today was the first day we met. Salmon didn't hold his identity and asked, he just waited for the old lama's disciples to come back and see what medicine was buried in his gourd...

About half an hour later, the lamas who had just descended the mountain came back one after another. Almost each of them carried a corpse. These corpses included men and women, new corpses that had just been buried, and many old corpses that had been dead for a while and had begun to rot. After the old lama's disciples put down the body, they left in a hurry again.

Every time the young lama brought back a corpse, the old lama disemboweled them. The internal organs that looked like mud were taken out, and then the old lama smashed the magic weapon he carried with him with the pestle. The fragments were inserted into the chest cavity of the corpse, and then the needle and thread were taken out to sew the chest of the corpse.

Seeing that it was almost midnight, hundreds of corpses had gathered around the old lama. The smell of corpse made Salmon and his disciples frown, worried that there would be corpse poison. Salmon asked his disciples to light the bonfire again, and across the bonfire he said to the old lama who was preparing to do the practice: "Master, are you planning to rush over with a corpse array? The opposite is also a monk, and the cultivation base is between you and me. Come on. It's just a corpse array, and it will be burnt down with a fire."

"Then the shaman, you underestimate me as a lama." After the old lama gave a strange laugh, the two songs folded together in Mongolian and uttered the Buddha's name. Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed on the corpse lying on the ground. Afterwards, the old lama circled around the corpse, spraying sips of blood on the corpse while circling. After being splashed with his blood, the corpses actually began to react.

The corpses began to move, and one by one they rose from the ground. After seeing the success of his technique, the old lama stabbed the last piece of the pestle in his hand into his heart. When the fragments stabbed into the old Lama's body, these corpses faced the old Lama at the same time, and folded their hands together to perform the Lama's etiquette.

At this time, the old lama began to recite scriptures that he did not know whether it was Mongolian or Tibetan. The corpses became excited after hearing the scriptures. As the scriptures began to dance, a moment later, after the current old lama recited the last word, he pointed in the direction of the distant house, and more than a hundred corpses rushed down toward the house at the same time.

Just when the bonfire was lit again, Lang Xian outside the house saw the lamas laying a pile of corpses faintly through the firelight. Immediately he hurriedly shouted to the house: "You three old people, come and see, those people on the opposite side started to do something, and they brought a lot of dead bodies. Come out and have a look, get ready..."

"What's so beautiful, there are so many dead wolves around you, are you still greedy for the dead?" There was a voice of Bai Wuqiu from the door, Er Lengzi continued impatiently: "I'm afraid of living, I'm afraid of death. I really don't know what you people are not afraid of..."

After being told by Bai Wuqiu, Long Xian could only shut his mouth, at this time he had hung hundreds of wolf corpses outside the wall. I haven't eaten for a day or two, and I'm too lazy to say anything. A small bonfire was also set up in Danglang County, and a wax wolf was picked and roasted on the fire.

Just when Long Xian remembered that he had no seasonings and was about to ask for some coarse salt in the house, suddenly his right eyelid began to twitch. The bonfire rushed down.

After seeing the dead corpses, Long Xian hurriedly slapped the gate of the house, and shouted loudly while slapping: "It's on...they're on it again! The three great monks came out to see...they moved the corpse. Array, rushing to see..."

At this time, the gate of the house finally opened, and when he saw no return, he yawned and showed his head. He glanced at the half-hearted corpse, smiled, and said, "I really thought my technique was going backwards, old man. Can you be bullied by people like you? Your tricks and the old man are separated by a day..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui sighed at the corpses that rushed over. Then the bodies of the dead corpses caught fire, and in the blink of an eye, the hundreds of dead corpses were engulfed by the fire. Looking at the gate, Long Xian gasped involuntarily...

After seeing the fire engulfing the dead corpses, Kuaibugui smiled, and when he was about to close the door, the old guy raised his brows and said, "That's right, I have moved my hands and feet on the dead corpses, and I can actually prevent it. Hold on to the fire...then try this again..."

Whispering, Gui Bugui whistled. Then I saw the wolf corpse that fell on the ground and couldn't handle it suddenly jumped down, and then thousands of dead wolves rushed up to meet the hundreds of dead corpses. This is not the end, those corpses that were hung on the wall by Long Xian started jumping up and down.

These wax wolves who were skinned, beheaded and tailed, and their internal organs removed, jumped off the wall, and then rushed up with the dead wolves to meet the hundreds of dead people. Even the dead man who was carrying Lang Xian limped towards the dead man from the yard.

When did Long Xian see such a horrific scene, he was so frightened that his crotch was wet, and he actually urinated...