In the summer morning, the heat has already risen, making people anxious, and the people waiting outside are already sweating.
However, there was silence in Wei Mansion, like a huge ice cellar.
Song Yu checked his mechanism arm and strode into the mourning hall where Wei Qian's body was parked.
A dark wind blew his hair up.
"It is indeed here."
He turned around and saw that in the corner of the mourning hall, there were several motionless figures squatting facing the wall, with their heads buried deeply in their chests, like stone sculptures. When the Yang Qi is strong during the day, the zombie Qi is suppressed, and the walking corpse's movements will become extremely sluggish, and its reactions will also be very slow. At this time, even if you throw a stone at it, it will take a long time for it to react.
"Hey, there are a few more." Song Yu roughly counted, and there were eight in total. One of them was Chen Chang who led people to kidnap Song Xin's family members. After this guy's hand was bitten by Wei Qian, he stayed behind closed doors and finally turned into a walking corpse last night.
The rest were all dressed as servants and slaves. They couldn't escape in time, and they looked like neither humans nor ghosts.
"Hey, why is that old lady missing?" Song Yu searched for a while in confusion, and sure enough, there was no sign of Mrs. Wei.
"You guys, hehe." Song Yu sneered and glanced at the east, where the sun was shining right on the mourning hall. But the light was blocked by the window. Song Yu walked to the window and smashed the window with a few punches. Without the barrier, the sunlight shone mercilessly on the bodies of the walking corpses. In a short time, their bodies were covered with Waves of white gas began to come out, and then they finally reacted and began to howl in deep pain.
When Wei Xi heard the voice outside, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.
Liu Mi felt strange. This man named Zhang was just a shill he had found. Could he really catch walking corpses? He was vaguely doubtful.
In the mourning hall, under the rising sun, eight
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The walking corpse rolled into a ball, covered in white air, and large blisters began to appear on the skin, as if it was being boiled from the inside.
"Poof!" Immediately afterwards, the head of a zombie that looked like a maid suddenly exploded, and a mass of dark red brains exploded on the wall. Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the zombies expanded one by one, exploded with a popping sound, and finally mixed into a puddle of unrecognizable rotten flesh.
A strong stench instantly filled the entire mourning hall. Song Yu thought there would be a fierce fight, but he didn't expect to deal with these guys so easily. Last night, Song Xin had already told Song Yu all the weaknesses of the zombies in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives". Waiting until daytime to take action, he could get twice the result with half the effort.
Finally, Song Yu's eyes were fixed on Wei Qian's coffin. I saw that the iron chain above had been broken into several sections and scattered on the ground, and the nails used to nail the coffin were missing.
"White-haired zombie, I'm afraid the sunlight can't kill you, but it can also restrict your movements."
After walking behind the coffin, Song Yu raised his foot and kicked the coffin out of the mourning hall. With a "click", the coffin fell to the ground and instantly shattered into a piece of rotten wood. At this time, two figures rolled out of it. One is Wei Qian, and the other is old Mrs. Wei who is as fat as a worm. Her whole body was black and swollen like a balloon. Her face was blue and her eyes were lifeless. She was obviously infected by the corpse air.
Seeing this scene, Song Yu couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her eyes. Weiwei shook his head in surprise, "It's actually possible to do this..."
Even the well-informed ghost soldiers have never seen such a scene. Wei Qian was lying on Mrs. Wei's chest, acting like a mother and son breastfeeding.
The sun shone on them, and billowing white smoke suddenly erupted from Old Mrs. Wei's orifices, like white phosphorus about to spontaneously ignite. But after waiting for a long time, she didn't find that her body exploded. It was obvious that she had not completely turned into a walking corpse. The white smoke was just the corpse energy in her body being burned by the sun.
Wei Qian felt the sunshine and suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of scarlet eyes locked on Song Yu instantly.
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He stood up slowly, leaving behind the smoking grandmother. The nails that Song Yu had originally driven into his body were pulled out at some point. Song Yu glanced at Mrs. Wei and thought that she must have been deceived by the corpse energy. She helped Wei Qian pull out the nails, and she was also confused by the corpse energy.
"Although sunlight can't kill you, it can greatly restrict your movements!" Song Yu smiled calmly, raised his machine arm,
"Bang!"
An iron nail hit Wei Qian, but to his surprise, it was bounced away from his body. His skin was as hard as thick leather.
"Huh!? Has it changed again!?" Song Yu was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, after only a few days, the iron nails were no longer effective for Wei Qian.
Song Yu immediately thought of a possibility and took a closer look. Sure enough, some of the white hair on Wei Qian's body had begun to turn black, which was a sign of corpse transformation. .
"How come it's so fast!?" Song Yu was surprised. The walking corpse absorbed the popularity and evolved by itself. From white hair to black hair, it would take a few months at least, and it would take several years at most to absorb the popularity. This Wei Qian Why does my white hair start to turn black overnight?
Before he could understand, Wei Qian had already rushed to Song Yu, stretched out his hand to hold his head, and opened his big black mouth, wanting to tear off Song Yu's flesh.
Song Yu chuckled, and while flashing sideways, he saw black claws sprouting from Wei Qian's fingers.
At this time, Song Yu noticed that there seemed to be something on Wei Qian's palm. He changed his moves in an instant, grabbed Wei Qian's wrist, retracted his hand, and stretched out a sharp blade.
"Bring it here!" Song Yu said scornfully, raised his hand and cut off Wei Qian's wrist. When he took his hand, he saw that there was a black stone embedded in the palm, and a strong black gas was continuously emitting outwards.
"That's it!" Song Yu understood why Wei Qian turned into a walking corpse and evolved black hair so quickly. There must be something ghostly about this stone.
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