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"This place is too weird. Come on, let's go back to the town first." Otherwise, Zhuge Qingshan just touched his body a few times. Not only did he not feel like a bastard, but he also immediately A decisive decision was made.
Judging from the current situation, maybe what he said is right. If they continue like this, they might look like something like that.
Although the other two people were still in panic, after relaxing for a while, they all nodded in unison.
Silently speaking all the way, the three of them returned to the entrance to the jungle in just over an hour. However, the thick hair on their bodies did not reduce or disappear because of this, which made several people feel Somewhat heavy.
"Hey, after this experience, I guess whenever I see a furry animal in the future, there will be a shadow." Tang Kun sighed and said with a grin.
Along the way, he had almost plucked all the hair off his arms. His arms were red and swollen, like a cooked crab, which made people look very funny.
What he is most worried about now is not whether these hairs can be treated cleanly, but whether they will stubbornly grow back after being treated. If he really has to deal with these things endlessly every day, not to mention the time, effort and razor blades, Then I'm afraid it won't be long before he has to report to the Abnormal Human Research Center.
"Ugh don't say gross, I'm disgusting!" At this time, Liang Pingping, who was next to him, patted his chest so hard that he almost vomited out his breakfast.
"Damn it, you can't do it either. What the hell, isn't it just a bit hairy?"
"UghTang Kun, if you mention that word again, I will break up with you." Normally, Liang Pingping rarely spoke in a wordy way, but he really couldn't stand the guy's repeated provocations. .
"Okay, okay, look over there." However, just as the two were arguing, Zhuge Qingshan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to a place about a hundred or ten meters away from them.
It is said that there are few people in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and few people can see a single person here, but they saw people in the direction of their fingers, and they were not one or two, but a group.
In the memories of a few people, that area was originally a large swamp. When they passed by, if Zhuge Qingshan hadn't done a good job of the terrain in the mountain in advance and had been carefully guiding him from the front, they would have hardly stopped. They might have walked out safely from there, but the group of people they saw now were walking on flat ground in the swamp, and even the foul-smelling swamp gas didn't seem to have the slightest impact on them.
Tang Kun looked at the group of people silently for a while, frowned, and said, "Uncle, something seems wrong. Looking at the actions of these people, why do I feel that they don't look like humans?"
Because they were far away, they couldn't see the appearance of the group of people clearly, but they walked in a strange way. They always took two steps and paused, then took two more steps and paused again. Only the three people on the side were walking. My personal pace is quite normal, but compared with others, it seems a bit abrupt.
"Well, I didn't expect you to have some discernment." Zhuge Qingshan looked back at Tang Kun and said, "They are not human beings. To be precise, there should be only three of them that are human beings."
"It couldn't be that you encountered a zombie, right?" Tang Kun was suddenly startled and hurriedly took a few steps back.
He has done a lot of digging and digging graves, and he has been exposed to all kinds of supernatural things, but this is the first time he has heard that evil things dare to hang out in broad daylight. Are these things all green? The level of zombies? Are you no longer afraid of the sun?
" If that's the case, then the three of them have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck today, and maybe they really have to deal with themselves here.
Zhuge Qingshan squinted his eyes and frowned and said: "There is a problem. They walk with their toes on the ground, their heels not falling, and their bodies leaning forward. These are not people, nor are they zombies. The yin energy of zombies is not that strong. They should be those who have just died." Corpse"
"Corpse? Uncle Zhuge, what do you mean?" His words confused Tang Kun. Even Liang Pingping, who had been squatting on the ground to vomit his bitterness, stood up and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Zhuge Qingshan glanced at Tang Kun again and said lightly: "You are really good at touching Captain Jin. Haven't you ever heard of corpse chasing? Well, those three are the corpse chasers."
"Removing corpses is a part of shaman culture, also known as moving spirits, which originated in the Xiangxi region of my country.
"Corpse chaser? That's interesting. I've only heard of this. I'll go and have a look first." Tang Kun could always express his feelings about any novel things.He showed great enthusiasm and wanted to go over and take a look.
But Zhuge Qingshan grabbed him and said: "Boy, are you curious and don't want to see where this place is? The duty of the corpse exterminator is to bring the corpses of people who died in a foreign land back to their hometown so that they can be well. They are buried in peace, but think about it, which of them can live in these hundreds of thousands of mountains?"
"Boy, be careful, curiosity will kill the cat."
Tang Kun slapped his thigh and said, "Damn it, yes, I've heard of this too, so what are they"
Seeing the group of people walking towards their north, Zhuge Qingshan waved his hands to the two of them and said: "Don't let them find out, let's check the situation first."
Behind them was a large pit, which was full of weeds. They looked at each other for a few times and then quietly retreated into the grass.
¡°Ding, ding, ding¡¡±
The crisp ringing of copper bells came little by little from far to near. Not long after a few people hid, the group of people stopped at three steps and walked over at two steps.
¡°Don¡¯t let strangers enter, don¡¯t bark wild dogs, and don¡¯t let wild ghosts block the way!¡±
Through the dense weeds, the three of them could see clearly the situation of this group of people. They saw that they were all neatly lined up in a straight line, and they were walking in an orderly manner to the rhythm of the bells.
The copper bell was held firmly in the hands of three middle-aged men wearing straw sandals and green cloth gowns. They jingled the bell alternately in a tacit understanding, and from time to time sprinkled some white bells on the passing road. of particulate matter.
After about ten minutes, this group of people finally walked past them, and finally got into the gap leading to the jungle under the surprised eyes of several people. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com