"Uh, what's going on with these seven coffins?!" Guan Heng felt a strong, evil bloody aura coming towards his face, and he was immediately startled. This evil aura was obviously coming from the coffins.
"Something doesn't seem right. The 'things' inside these coffins are definitely some of the most evil objects I've ever seen."
Guan Heng couldn't suppress his curiosity and decided to follow them quietly to see what was going on. So he tied the skinny horse somewhere and then quietly followed those people.
Dozens of villagers dressed in black linen were beating huge animal skin drums and chanting requiem spells as they slowly marched into the mountains. The surrounding atmosphere became increasingly weird and depressing, making people breathless. Come.
In this way, Guan Heng followed the procession of the corpse-carrying ceremony and kept walking forward. The heavy drumming and the eerie chanting of requiems echoed in the mountains and forests. The time... from afternoon to evening, the procession of the corpse-carrying ceremony continued. Finally, we entered a huge, empty valley.
In the valley, the villagers who had arrived in advance had set up seven bonfires. The fourteen people carrying the coffins placed the seven coffins next to the bonfires and then quickly retreated.
At this time, a white-haired old man wearing a black sacrificial robe walked onto a high platform carrying a coffin staff. He raised his arms and shouted: "Go and bring up the seven sacrifices."
"Yes, village chief." Several tough men like wolves and tigers agreed loudly, pushing seven people wearing black hoods and making mumbling sounds from their mouths.
When their hoods were quickly pulled off, Guan Heng, who was hiding behind the rocks in the valley, could clearly see that they were seven ordinary people with frightened faces, rags stuffed in their mouths, and trembling with fear.
"Living people as sacrifices?!" When Guan Heng saw this, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "The evil ritual in this village actually requires living people to be sacrificed. It's really crazy..."
Just when Guan Heng thought of this, the old village chief on the high platform shouted: "The seven corpse gods worshiped by this village since ancient times have come to sacrifice again this year. Please accept the humble sacrifices we prepared and bless our village with good weather. , no disaster or disease.”
"May the Seven Corpse Gods bless our village with good weather and good weather. No disease or disaster, and sacrifice with fresh flesh and blood." At this moment, the villagers also followed the old village chief in chanting in unison, appearing particularly pious.
"Get started and drive the stakes!" the old village chief shouted. The villagers in black linen clothes rushed to the bonfire with seven coffins, "dong dong dong, dong dong dong." They nailed seven cross stakes into the soil.
The village chief glanced at the seven people who were shaking like chaff, and then a word popped out of his mouth: "Tie!"
"Mmmmmmm..." The seven people struggled desperately with muffled sounds in their throats, their faces covered with snot and tears in fear, but they were still forcibly tied to the cross stakes.
"Village chief, everything has been done." A tall and thin man ran to the high platform and said, "Should we evacuate too? The full moon is coming out."
"Well, everyone gather quickly." The village chief shouted to everyone: "Hurry, hurry, run out of the canyon while the dark clouds cover the moonlight. Don't look back."
"Run!" Upon hearing the village chief's order, the villagers immediately felt as if they were on the receiving end of an amnesty. They only regretted that their parents had lost two legs. They all ran out of the canyon entrance in a hurry as if they were flying. Finally, the old village chief also He escaped from here with the help of the tall and thin man.
On the spot, there were only seven piles of bonfires glowing with green flames, seven strange metal coffins, and seven trembling people tied to seven cross wooden stakes. The bonfire crackled and crackled the wood as thick as an arm. There was a sudden sound of running water under two wooden stakes. It turned out that the two tied people could not hold themselves back any longer and they had peed their pants.
All around, there were only the sounds of insects chirping from the grass nests and the shrill cold wind blowing. The strange atmosphere gradually spread. The seven people seemed to know that their death was approaching, and they did not even dare to express their anger.
At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the light of the full moon suddenly shone on the seven metal coffins!
"Bang!" The lid of the first coffin on the left was suddenly lifted, and a dark mummy sat up from inside. Its face was as skinny as a skull, but it was still covered with a layer of skin. The monster stretched out its skinny claws and touched the edge of the coffin, then turned over and jumped out.
The eyes of the monster corpse were as red as blood, but it seemed that it could not see. It smelled the breath of a stranger and staggered towards the nearest cross stake. The person tied up on it was shaking with fear, and there was a constant noise in his throat. It made a dull sound.
"Crash, crash..." Every time the monster corpse took a step, it made a strange sound. At this time, he quietly touched Guan Heng behind a nearby rock, and suddenly found that the monster corpse was wearing a tattered armor. Obviously, this monster corpse was wearing a tattered armor when he was alive. is a soldier.
Soon enough, the soldier monster had rushed to the cross pile in the blink of an eye. It opened its bloody mouth and bit the man opposite him on the neck. "Pfft--" A large puff of red mist sprayed out in an instant. Splashing out, the monster corpse kept tearing at the opponent's flesh and blood, devouring it with large mouthfuls. The poor man struggled a few times at first, but within a few seconds he was dead.
"Alas, I don't even have a chance to take action..." Seeing the monster corpses killing people, Guan Heng secretly complained in his heart, and he touched his body: "Tsk, I didn't even bring a weapon, not even a shovel. , it’s good now, even the skinny horse is left in the village.”
At this time, the monster zombie had devoured the opponent's flesh and blood, and what was tied to the wooden stake was a white skeleton dripping with blood. After eating the flesh and blood, the monster corpse swayed and twisted around, climbed straight into the metal coffin, and gently He gently closed the lid of his coffin.
With a soft bang, the surroundings returned to calm. After witnessing this tragic scene, Guan Heng was so angry that his hands and feet were cold and his eyes were about to burst. He deliberately rushed out to save the remaining six people, but thinking that he was unarmed, I don't even have a tool to cut the rope, which is really a headache.
"No matter what, even with bare hands, we must save these six people first."
Thinking of this, Guan Heng clenched his fists and was about to run forward. He stumbled and almost fell. He lowered his head and looked: "Hey, what is this?"
It turned out that there was something buried in the ground next to the rock. Because it was dark, Guan Heng didn't notice it just now. Four-fifths of the object was embedded in the soil, but there was a handle like it exposed outside. thing.
"Whatever it is, pull it out first." Guan Heng grabbed the handle of this thing and pulled it out: "Maybe it can be used as a self-defense thing."
——[Second update on April 17, 2016, good afternoon everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly tickets O(∩_∩)O]——(To be continued.)
