Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

"Who is related to the birth of the corpse, what is the origin of the blood corpse floating on the Qishui, how did Lao Yao, the cadaver picker, drown..."

Mysteries are still growing.

Jiang Chen quickened his pace, as long as he rushed to the north of the village, he might be able to solve everything.

...

After everyone walked to a certain range, they found that there was a smell of blood in the air. After smelling it for a long time, it made people feel chest tightness and flatulence.

"This is some kind of curse, be careful!" Chen Xue reminded.

She was one of the rare Taoist magicians present, and her perception was sharper.

The rest of the people became vigilant, either swallowed the elixir, or took out the magic weapon, covered their mouth and nose, or turned their true energy inward instead of breathing...

Jiang Chen's reaction was bigger, he greedily took a deep breath, and became more excited.

"over there!"

He pointed in a direction.

A group of people hurriedly followed.

The further forward, the thicker the smell of blood in the air. In the end, when the flashlight shines out, you can see obvious blood red particles floating in the air.

Angry shouts, screams, and bursts of sinister laughter could be faintly heard from Fang Yin in front of him.

Many houses that everyone passed by collapsed, and it seemed that a terrible war broke out in this whole area.

Some of the ghost corpses are very strange, they didn't oxidize and turn black, but showed a scarlet color, and all the faces were full of weird expressions that seemed to be half-smiles.

This scene is very strange to strange people.

Everyone was staring at these blood-red ghost corpses, and they couldn't help feeling creepy.

At this moment, Jiang Chen stopped suddenly.

"It's unreasonable to laugh so happily after death, it's very unreasonable."

"The dead body shouldn't look like this. It's too strange and ugly... Please correct me!"

He always does what he says.

As soon as the voice fell, the man was already squatting in front of a ghost corpse, took out a small knife in his hand, and slowly slit the corner of the other's mouth, the crack went all the way to the ear.

Then he nailed a steel nail between its eyebrows.

After some manipulations, this ghost corpse suddenly... became weirder.

Everyone couldn't help shuddering, staring at the scene before them in astonishment. This is the first time I've seen the King of Hades!

Do you not let go of ghosts who are completely dead?

For a moment, they suddenly felt that the previous evaluation of Jiang Chen as a "devil" was a bit insulting. He was much more cruel than the devil.

Seeing that Jiang Chen finished all this, he looked satisfied, and quickly walked towards the next blood-red corpse, muttering a few words, as if he had a new idea.

That figure seemed to be jumping with joy.

Let everyone can't help but fall into deep contemplation.

For a moment, they even had a feeling that they and others exorcising ghosts are for survival, while Jiang Chen exorcising ghosts is purely for the sake of life and a better meaning of life.

In the process of exorcising ghosts, he is happy!

Fuck!

What kind of pervert would gain happiness in exorcising ghosts?

The more a group of people think, the more complicated their hearts become.

...

Finally, Jiang Chen finished handling everything, walked back, glanced at his results, and nodded in satisfaction.

The bloody ghost corpses around were either stuffed with a tool hammer in their mouths and sewn up with wire, or had a big bamboo pole pierced through the back of their heads, and were hung at a height of six or seven meters, like a scarecrow...

This scene.

Obviously ten times weirder than the previous scene!

And Jiang Chen smiled happily: "That's right, how can a group of ghosts who died abnormally laugh?"

"If you die abnormally, you should have an abnormal death state, so it will look more natural."

"Go! Keep going."

He waved his hand without explaining, and continued to move forward with the stunned crowd.

The reason why Jiang Chen did this was of course not entirely on a whim. He felt an inexplicable meaning from these ghost corpses.

So left some means.

...

After passing through a small piece of wasteland, everyone finally saw the Qishui River.

It is very wide, sixty or seventy meters.

It was pitch black, the water was bottomless, a gust of wind blew by, and the waves beat against the shore, making a loud sound.

However, after a few people glanced at it, their attention was attracted by something else.

Not far from Qishui, in front of a wooden house, a great battle is erupting.

Four disciples of Wuzong were besieging a blood-red woman with all their strength. She looked about forty or fifty years old, her whole body was scarlet, only her eyeballs were pitch-black.

The woman was half lying on the ground, like a wild beast, and kept roaring, extremely violent.

Sometimes there will be a sudden sneer, which is creepy.

What's even more frightening is the woman's fighting power. Four C+ disciples of Wu Zong burst out their cards and fought with all their strength, but they were completely at a disadvantage.

The tallest man had a few pieces of flesh ripped off from his neck. Judging from the wound, it was actually a bite mark. He was probably bitten by a blood corpse holding his neck.

The strong man was in pain, his face twisted continuously, because the bloody resentment crazily drilled into his body from the wound.

While he shot, he had to resist this terrible erosion.

"Looking for death! Senior Brother Sun, retreat!" At this moment, the middle-aged female Martial Sect disciple yelled and made a move, sweeping out her palm, her whole hand was red, and the high temperature distorted the air.

She blocked the pounce of the blood corpse.

Otherwise, this time, the strong man may be cold.

However, she herself was also caught in a problem. The body of the blood corpse was scorched by the high temperature in her palm and made a "chi chi" sound, but it didn't care about it at all. Instead, it stretched out its hand to hug the head of the female martial arts disciple, and approached her face with a bloody mouth. .

After one bite, it is estimated that half of the face can be torn off!

At this time, a fist struck, with fierce power like a dragon and a tiger, and with a bang, the blood corpse was shaken away, fell to the ground on all fours, and uttered a series of strange laughs at several people.

Several people's attacks have very limited effect on it.

And every time it makes a move, it can almost kill several people!

"Brother Zhao, you..." The female disciple looked sad.

Zhao Daniu, who made the move just now, clearly only has one arm. He is the strongest among the four, and he also borne the greatest pressure before.

After being ripped off by the blood corpse.

I had already retreated a certain distance, and I was taking medicine to stop the bleeding.

Seeing that the junior sister was in danger, she forcibly shot again. At this moment, blood was flowing from the cut of her left arm as if she didn't want money.

"Qin Tiancheng! How long are you going to keep your hand!?" The female Martial Sect disciple couldn't help roaring.

Qin Tiancheng also met the blood corpse at this moment.

He walked very nimbly, and while dodging, he punched out from time to time, which was not weak.

But in the field, his strength is not much different from Zhao Daniu, and he is one of the strongest besides Jiang Hongyu.

What they displayed was only equivalent to the combat power of female disciples and tall and strong men.

There is no doubt that he is far from doing his best.

Qin Tiancheng pretended not to hear the words of his fellow apprentices, he didn't intend to harm a few people, he just had his own choice.

Zhao Daniu is honest and honest.

He wanted to be a good old man, but in the end his martial arts was almost useless for the rest of his life. He didn't want to follow in his footsteps.