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The moment the beam of light flashed, I saw Lao Tao's face. His appearance was the same as that of an ordinary person, but when he opened his mouth, I saw a bloodless tongue sticking out of his lips.

The short security guard also reacted. He no longer cared about carrying the body, let go of his hands and ran towards me.

"Quick!"

He stopped again before he took two steps. I shouted anxiously, but saw him pointing to his feet with some trembling.

Looking along his fingers, he saw that his legs were being embraced by a pair of skinny brown hands.

"The body is moving!"

He screamed in fright, and the old man was so frightened that he was trembling like a little girl, without even noticing that his voice broke.

"Zombie transformation?" I focused my eyes, raised my hand and waved the suppression talisman that I had prepared long ago.

"The five divine generals use this power to suppress all things, as urgent as laws and orders!"

I have used the Seven Star Steps with my feet and the Five Thunder Seals with my hands. I have used the suppression talisman many times, so I am very proficient.

"Suppression!"

There was a flash of golden light, and the talisman fell down and stuck right on the forehead of the corpse specimen.

The short security guard was also shocked by my method. When he looked at his legs expectantly, his skinny hands still did not let go, but held him tighter.

"Invalid?" I was shocked. Although this talisman was painted by me, all the Dao Yun divine patterns were exactly the same as Miaozhen's detailed explanation. The talisman paper and pen and ink were all made of the best materials. The power could only be stronger. right.

Falling from heaven to hell in an instant, the short security guard collapsed on the ground in fear: "Boss, please stop playing with me now!"

"There is no evil spirit hidden in the corpse, so how did it move?" I didn't have time to think, so I stepped on the specimen's arm and dragged the short security guard out.

"Run!"

Lao Tao chased after him, and the precious objects on the ground were slowly crawling. The short security guard and I panicked and had no choice but to go back the way we came.

In the dark passage, the flashlight was shaking violently. I knew that the tall security guard was still lying in front, so I deliberately controlled my speed and did not dare to sprint at full speed for fear of accidentally stepping on the tall security guard.

We walked very slowly when we arrived because we were carrying corpses. We should have run into the tall security guard quickly, but after running for several minutes, we still couldn't see him in the passage.

"Old Song!" the short security guard shouted while running, but got no response.

"That guy is probably in danger." I speeded up. I didn't have time to care about others now. It was more important to save my own life.

It was pitch dark in the passage, and I had no idea what I would encounter at the next corner. What made me even more uneasy was that the top of the wall was all covered with cement. After running for at least a hundred meters, I still didn’t see the top of the wall caused by the collapse. entrance of the cave.

I ran all the way, chased by two monsters that were neither human nor ghosts. After about ten minutes, I suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop? Let's go!" the short security guard urged from the side. His hand holding the flashlight was soaked with sweat, his face looked frightened, and he was breathing heavily.

"We have run almost two hundred meters, but neither Lao Song nor the entrance of the cave has been seen."

"Maybe just ahead."

"Don't be so naive. Old Song was taken away without a word. The other party must have blocked the entrance to the cave. We probably missed the entrance to the ground." I spoke very fast, and the short security guard was shocked by what I said. Somewhat desperate.

"Now what?"

I listened to the approaching footsteps behind me: "Do you know where this corpse transport tunnel leads to in the end?"

"It should lead to the underground charnel house. I'm not sure. I just heard my former teacher occasionally mention it."

"Underground corpse warehouse?" I frowned: "The monster chasing behind has obvious intentions. It wants to drive us to the end of the passage. If we run all the way to the end in a hurry, we will probably fall into the opponent's trap. At that time, it will really make heaven and earth useless."

"What else can I do if I don't run?" The short security guard flashed his flashlight behind him. In the bright light, Old Tao's terrifying and pale face was getting closer and closer.

"We can't let them lead us by the nose. Calm down. There are two of us, and it's one of us. You can go to the left and I can fight it together!" My eyes turned red, and I had murderous intentions.

"That thing is not something we can deal with, right?" After the initial panic, the short security guard said, "Okay, kill it!"

The short security guard and I stopped and stood there, while Old Tao followed closely with his teeth and claws splayed.

After it got closer, I looked at its body carefully and found no fatal wounds on its body, and no obvious strangulation marks on its neck.

He died neither from trauma nor from suffocation. The only thing unusual about it was its dead white tongue.

"It is true that the tongue of a dead person is white, but that is also caused by the inactivation of red blood cells in formalin after it has been parked for a long time. It would not have taken more than two hours for Lao Tao to die. Why did his tongue turn white?" I just realized at this time. Realize that the red tongue and white tongue the little boy mentioned were not used to distinguish between living and dead people, but to judge other things.

"The talisman is invalid. This is not the corpse transformation that Taoists often talk about. There is no evil spirit in it, which excludes the possibility of possession. But why is a corpse running like this?" A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in my mind, Thinking of Zhang Jiaqi's cell phone ringtone: "Mahler's Second Symphony "Resurrection", is there really a way to resurrect the dead in this world?"

Compared with a living person, Lao Tao's body was still quite different. He was very uncoordinated and could not see clearly while running.

When it comes closer, you can see that his arms and legs are at abnormal angles. Rather than a complete person running, it is more like a humanoid doll moving.

I wanted to take a closer look, but Lao Tao didn't give me this chance. He rushed towards me and opened his mouth to bite.

"Be careful!" the short security guard shouted at the side. I leaned sideways against the narrow wall, narrowly escaping.

"It's slow and not very powerful. Apart from its scary appearance, this thing isn't that difficult to deal with."

Lao Tao missed the target and looked up to see the short security guard with weak legs and feet. It stretched out its long tongue and grabbed at the opponent.

"help me!"

When I heard the short security guard calling for help, I didn't stand idly by. My hands accurately passed under Lao Tao's armpits, and went around the back of his neck like a twist. I pressed with my palms, and only heard a crisp "click" sound, and twisted his neck. break.

This is a very basic close combat skill, and it doesn't seem difficult to kill Lao Tao.

His neck was broken. A normal person would have died a long time ago, but Old Tao lying on the ground broke my understanding of the human body.

It collapsed on the ground, its twisted arms supporting the ground, and its neck turning inch by inch.

In the dark tunnel, watching the transformation of Lao Tao, he felt strangely as if pairs of small hands were strangling his neck, making him suffocating.

"Let's go quickly." The short security guard urged. At this time, he no longer cared about the corpses or the life and death of his friends. He was so frightened that he just wanted to escape from this damn underground corpse tunnel.

"Wait a minute." Although I was also scared, I didn't want to miss the clue in front of me.

Why Lao Tao became like this is what I am curious about. As long as I can figure out this problem, many mysteries can be easily solved.

The short security guard noticed that I looked eager to try, and panicked: "What are you going to do?"

"Just watch." I took the short security guard's flashlight, pointed it at Lao Tao, kicked him out, and twisted Lao Tao's wrist in the opposite direction with my hands.

"Hiss." The short security guard saw my crazy move and took a few steps back, but I was holding the flashlight at the moment, so he didn't dare to escape in the dark.

Lao Tao's death time was no more than two hours, but his wrist was broken and the bones pierced the skin but no blood flowed. It looked like he had been dead for a long time.

I picked up his wrist and put it in front of my eyes. The broken hand bones seemed to be repairing themselves. When I looked closely, I discovered that there were something like surgical sutures wrapped around the joints of Lao Tao's bones.

"What is this?" I stretched out my hand to pull out one, but as soon as my hand touched it, a cut was made by the thread.

The blood of living people flowed out, and these seemingly docile threads immediately changed their appearance, like sharks that smelled blood, all separated from the bones and rushed towards the wound on my fingertip!

I was so frightened that I quickly threw away Lao Tao's wrist and looked fearfully at the white threads that ran out of his skin and looked for living creatures on their own.