Chapter 203 Jinjiang
The proprietress didn't know why things turned out like this.
The previously honest and hardworking husband suddenly went crazy and was about to chop her with an axe as she sat next to the fire.
If I hadn't staggered and dodged, I would have died next to the fire.
The proprietress asked her husband in horror, wanting to know why he did this.
She believes that even though her life is not as sweet and romantic as that of young people over the years, she and her husband have been running a B&B outside the mountain for more than ten years. They can be said to have supported each other and have long had a close family relationship.
But her husband wanted to kill her!
The proprietress looked at her husband's red eyes and felt both afraid and angry.
She didn't know how evil the things she had done were, and why her always honest husband hated her so much and even wanted to kill her!
However, no matter how the proprietress asked, the husband said nothing. After missing the first attack, he chased after her again.
The proprietress had no choice but to run away and hide.
She ran in panic, her face covered with tears of fear and sadness. The cold mountain wind made her face so painful that it was freezing. The rapid depletion of her physical strength also made the things in front of her eyes begin to blur.
But the proprietress didn't dare to stop for a moment.
If she paused for a moment, or held on to a glimmer of hope to reason with her husband, he would immediately swing an axe at her.
On several occasions, the proprietress barely escaped the axe and was almost killed by her husband's axe.
Even so, the proprietress was covered in bruises from running, with scars on her shoulders and cheeks from dodging the axe, and most of her hair was cut off.
The proprietress now had her medium-length hair hanging down on her shoulders, and her face was covered with snot and tears, looking extremely miserable.
She couldn't help trembling, hiding at the door and praying frantically in her heart, hoping that her husband would not find her, and hoping that someone around could hear the noise from her house and come to save her.
However, it was pitch black outside the B&B.
There were other homestays here and there, but they only had lights on, dimly illuminating a small area of land, in silence.
On the stairs, a rusty axe was dragged across the steps, making a regular and slow "click, click" sound.
Like the sound of death approaching.
Every sound struck the proprietress' heart.
The man was shirtless and stomped heavily on the stairs, causing the wooden structure to creak.
But louder than this was the rough groaning sound from his throat.
Like a ferocious beast.
The man's lips were cracked and bleeding. Even though he had been licking his lips, his mouth and a large area of skin around it were still cracked along the skin lines. Blood oozed out and flowed down his chin onto his clothes.
The skin texture on his body was also cracked with blood-red cracks, as if the whole skin would burst suddenly in the next second without being able to withstand the blood and flesh, which was a shocking sight.
The homestay, which had been kept tidy and clean by the two of them, had become a mess after the proprietress's escape. Chairs and cabinets were overturned everywhere, the beautiful curtains were crumpled into a pile of rags, and the vase was broken on the ground.
The yellow and white chrysanthemums in the vase stretched out their petals freely in the water flowing on the ground.
The man's red eyes rolled around and he saw that among the rooms in a row, only the one facing the stairs had its door closed.
He licked his bloody lips, grinned wildly and murderously, and walked slowly over dragging the axe.
Just across the door, the proprietress was terrified, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.
However, no matter how the proprietress prayed, the sound was getting closer and closer.
Until... he stopped at the door.
The proprietress could vaguely hear some faint noises coming from outside the door, as if the person outside had changed the way he held the axe, and was raising the axe that was originally dragging on the ground high up, ready to swing it down.
She quickly ran out from behind the door and looked around the room frantically for a place to hide.
Finally, her eyes fixed on the window.
"Bang!"
The door made a loud noise and shook violently, barely holding on to avoid being broken by the people outside.
The proprietress was horrified by what she saw. She made up her mind and rushed to the window.
…
After the rescue team leader said there was a sound, the official person in charge also listened attentively with confusion and vigilance.
Soon, everyone looked at each other in surprise and doubt.
"It seems... someone is shouting for help."
"It should have come from the front!"
“Go check it out!”
The rescue team immediately locked onto the direction from which the cry for help came and quickly ran forward under the illumination of the lights.
But when they got closer to several neighboring B&Bs, some people hesitated.
"It doesn't seem right?"
Seeing their companions quickly running towards the small wooden building where the loud noise came from, one of the team members said seriously to the official person in charge: "These B&Bs are so close to each other, and such a loud and strange noise came from one of them. Even if they don't have a good relationship, they should come out to check the situation."
"but……"
The team members and the official person in charge looked up at the same time and looked at the several homestays nearby.
Dim lights shone from a row of small wooden buildings, faintly illuminating the folk decorations and flowers outside.
This should clearly be a warm and relaxing scene, as exquisite and desirable as a movie scene.
However, there was no sound coming from any of the guest houses in the row.
There was only dead silence, quiet and eerie.
After taking a look, the team member felt uneasy. The coldness gave him goose bumps all over his body. He wanted to scratch himself to relieve the fear and tension in his heart.
The official person in charge seriously told the people around him to form a group of two rescue team members to knock on every door and ask questions. This was to understand the situation and find out why such a loud noise came from this homestay, and also to see if other homestays were safe.
The team members took action immediately.
The official person in charge's attention was attracted by the flowers next to the B&B.
Under the cold white light of the flashlight, the flowers growing along the wall swayed slightly in the mountain breeze, growing heartlessly.
The yellow and white colors do not have a clean and warm feeling, but instead appear unreal under the cold white light.
chrysanthemum.
The official in charge frowned.
It is early winter now, which should not be the season for chrysanthemums to bloom.
And since the sun disappeared, the temperature in the mountains has dropped sharply and is now close to zero degrees.
Why do these flowers grow in an environment that is completely inconsistent with the flowering period and suitable temperature? And why do they bloom so beautifully?
The official person in charge felt strange, but he did not dare to let his guard down and walked slowly forward.
Before he could bend down to see the flowers clearly, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from above his head.
He looked up warily and saw a face sticking out of the window above.
The woman's face was covered with tears and a look of despair. She stepped through the window and let go of his hand.
The official in charge's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously opened his arms and ran towards the window...
The team members who went to knock on the doors of other B&Bs waited at the door for a long time, but no one came out to answer the door.
The team member couldn't help but feel strange. After repeating his identity and purpose in a gentle voice, he looked at the people around him in confusion: "Are you asleep? That's impossible. It's only afternoon."
The person next to him did not respond, but just stretched out his hand tremblingly, motioning the team members to look to the side.
They watched helplessly as the colorful decorations originally hanging on the small wooden building quickly faded and turned into yellow and white.
Under the cold white light of the flashlights in their hands, it looked like a mourning hall.
And under the window, a clump of plants sprouted and grew rapidly at a completely abnormal speed. The yellow and white buds were bright, and then the petals trembled and opened.
It's chrysanthemum.
At first glance, this scene looks exactly like a mourning hall, with chrysanthemums being offered as offerings.
The two were shocked.
But before either of them could react, they heard shouting and crying coming from behind.
They quickly turned their heads to look, only to see a figure falling rapidly from the side of the homestay where the sound came from, and crashing straight down towards the official person in charge who was standing below and looking up nervously.
The two of them subconsciously took a step forward and ran over: "The person in charge!"
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
The official in charge felt his vision spinning and a heavy object hit him hard, and inertia carried him directly to the ground.
The back of his head hit heavily on a protruding stone on the ground, and his stomach, which was already in so much pain that made his muscles tremble, was also hit. The pain made his eyes go black and a bloody smell surged into his mouth.
But even so, the official person in charge still reached out and firmly protected the woman who jumped down, acting as a perfect human cushion to prevent the woman from getting hurt at all.
Before the official person in charge could recover from his dizziness and ask the woman the reason, from his angle, he saw a man appear at the window, leaning over and looking down.
Even though the man was standing with his back to the light, the official in charge could still see his appearance with the help of a flashlight.
The man was holding an axe, with some wood chips on his body. He stared at the woman who had just jumped down, with a strange and ferocious smile on his face.
The official in charge was startled and subconsciously shouted, "Control him!"
The rescue team members had just entered the homestay and were still on the stairs when they heard the voice of the official person in charge.
Their eyes suddenly became stern and they rushed towards the sound.
Some team members spotted the man with sharp eyes and immediately rushed forward to snatch the axe from his hand. Others locked the man's arms tightly, trying to control his movements.
But the man, whose attention was originally focused on the proprietress, suddenly went crazy, roared and struggled desperately, punching the rescue team member behind him several times.
The force was so great that the rescue team members were almost thrown out.
Fortunately, the noise here quickly attracted other rescue team members who rushed over and quickly came forward to help. With the combined efforts of several people, they handcuffed the man's hands behind his back and pressed him to the ground to subdue him.
Seeing that the crisis was temporarily resolved, the official in charge was finally able to turn his attention back to the woman and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are here to save you, you are safe now."
The proprietress cried with trembling lips for a long time, and only after the fear of death frightened Mumu's head did she start to move again.
Her eyes were red and swollen as she cried breathlessly, as if she had finally found a safe support and wanted to cry out all the fear she had just felt.
The official person in charge also patiently comforted the proprietress, and after she calmed down, he tactfully said that he was being oppressed by her.
When the boss lady jumped down, the official in charge had no time to take care of himself because he was afraid that she would get hurt.
But her knee just happened to hit the official head's stomach, greatly exacerbating his pain. Even the words of comfort to the boss lady were squeezed out by him through gritting his teeth while enduring the pain.
When the proprietress realized the official person in charge's situation and quickly stood up and stood aside, the official person in charge was in so much pain that his muscles were shaking all over and he was unable to get up on his own.
It was several team members who rushed over and quickly helped him up from the ground.
The official in charge had no time to care about his own pain, but hurried to ask the proprietress what was going on.
The proprietress said with red eyes: "I don't know either. My husband was originally an honest man. Usually when tourists come, he is very warm-hearted and will help them. But tonight, tonight he actually wants to kill me."
She choked up and said, "I don't know what I did wrong to make him hate me so much and want me to die..."
While crying, the proprietress explained the situation to the official person in charge in a fragmentary manner.
However, the other team members who went to knock on the door of the nearby homestay ran back in panic.
"The person in charge, the person in charge!"
The man's eyes were wide open, as if he was frightened by something extremely terrifying. Without even catching his breath, he pointed with trembling hands towards a homestay behind him.
"In there..."
The scene he just saw made the man choke up and he could hardly speak. He cried, "They are all dead!"
The official person in charge was shocked and quickly asked the people around him to protect the proprietress, and then quickly ran to the homestay over there.
As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of blood hit me.
The lights in the room were still on, casting a warm glow. It seemed so cozy in the dark and cold mountains, as if one could fall asleep on the sofa at any time, feeling peaceful and leisurely.
However, the blood and corpses on the ground told a completely different story.
The food on the table was only half eaten when it was splattered with blood.
The rice bowl was overturned and the food rolled all over the floor.
The person who was originally eating had fallen to the ground with his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes open.
He covered his throat tightly with both hands, but blood still flowed out from between his fingers, soaking the carpet beneath him.
There was also a person who had fallen on the cabinet, with his upper body lying on the cabinet surface and his lower body hanging in the air. A wooden stick was stuck in the back of his chest, and the body had already begun to cool down.
Some bodies were lying on the stairs, on the ground, on the sofa...
Blood soaked every inch of the floor, and the dead body stared at the person who came with its eyes wide open.
They seemed to be asking: Why, don’t you come to save me? Why, me?
The official in charge was filled with emotions, frowning his brows tightly, forcing the moisture in his eyes to retreat. Then he walked forward with great professionalism, half-knelt beside the body to check the cause of death.
Some of the bodies were still warm and looked like they had just died, but others were not.
But they had one thing in common: they were completely defenseless.
Except for the last few bodies, the others didn't even show signs of fighting or struggling, as if they were unaware of the approaching danger.
The body that was seen as soon as the door was entered had food and chopsticks scattered around its hands. It looked like the person was killed while eating.
In addition to fear, there was more disbelief on his face.
It seemed like the person who killed him was someone he knew, and he didn't think the other person would threaten his life at all, so he had no intention of being on guard.
The official in charge slowly lowered his arms and bowed his head with a heavy heart.
But the team member who went to check the back cried out: "Leader! Come and see! There, there is a monster!!"
The official in charge was startled and ran over quickly.
Then he saw...
A man put his entire upper body into a water tank, looking so thirsty as if he hadn't had a drink of water for hundreds of years.
But even so, he was still not satisfied. His legs hanging outside the water tank were still struggling to climb in, as if he wanted to immerse himself in the water.
And on the ground next to the water tank, there were a few pieces of flesh and blood.
The traces of blood extended from the homestay to the water tank and dripped down the man's heels.
The man was covered in blood, his clothes sticking tightly to his body for everyone to see. The man's body was shrinking rapidly like a wolfberry that had lost water.
Even though they had seen many strange scenes, seeing something like this happen with their own eyes still made the team members gasp in horror.
The official person in charge thought more.
When he saw the flesh and blood with traces of gnawing on the ground, the first thing he thought of was the mutilated bodies in the homestay in front.
It was as if after killing them, the man then tore off the flesh and blood from their bodies and gnawed on it to satisfy his hunger.
But no matter what, the official person in charge could not understand the behavior of the man in front of him at this time.
At the murder scene, the person suspected to be the murderer was desperately drinking water?
He has seen many cases and has handled many special incidents personally.
But even so, there has never been an incident like the current one, where he has no previous experience to refer to.
The rescue team members also stared at the man, guarding against his attack.
As the man went deeper into the water tank, his belly bulged visibly.
The flesh on his limbs and torso was clearly shrinking rapidly, but his thin arms and legs were supporting a growing belly.
Such a scene was so weird no matter how you looked at it that it made the team members feel uneasy.
After the man had finally drunk all the water from the jar, and the sound coming out of the jar was hollow, he pulled his upper body out of it, unwillingly but unsatisfied.
The moment he saw the man's face clearly, the official's pupils trembled.
The man's face was swollen and pale, like a piece of rotten meat that had been soaked in water for several months.
But on such a face, there were still traces of blood, as if the blood on his face had been diluted by the water in the water tank. And his mouth was a bloody mess.
He was exactly the same man who was controlled in the previous B&B.
The rescue team members who had been prepared took action immediately, rushed up with a climbing rope they picked up from the living room, and tied the man up tightly before he could react.
The man struggled violently, his eyes red and he roared and snarled like a mad beast.
It made everyone shudder with fear.
The team members had never known that the image of a living person could be so hideous, almost out of the scope of being a human being.
But they could still feel the man's body temperature, so he was still alive, not a dead body.
Immediately afterwards, from all the homestays in the entire row, there were exclamations and shouts from the rescue team members who went to check the situation.
The situations in various homestays were reported back one after another, but the situation in each one was very bad.
In some homestays, everyone in the house had died, while in others, people were seriously injured and barely alive.
However, in every homestay that had an accident, there were people whose skin was cracked and bleeding.
They looked like they were in an extremely dry area, their skin was so dry that it cracked along the skin lines, but they ignored the bottled mineral water in the room and just drank the water in the buckets or tanks frantically.
But even so, they were still not satisfied and roared like wild beasts in pain.
The rescue team quickly controlled the person suspected to be the murderer, rescued the survivors immediately, and called the medical team to provide first aid.
The originally dead silent outside of the mountain became lively and bright again due to the arrival of the rescue team, and the busyness was revealed in the shouting between each other.
The proprietress, wrapped in the down jacket given to her by the rescue team, stood shivering at the door of the B&B, watching people covered in blood being carried out from the B&Bs one by one. The roaring and mad people were controlled in the open space outside and were under the unified supervision of the rescue team.
Even her own husband was pushed out by the rescue team members, who watched him to prevent him from struggling out and hurting anyone else.
Among them, many faces were recognized by the proprietress.
The owner of the B&B next door, who usually had a kind smile on his face, was now lying on a stretcher covered in blood. The medical staff surrounding him were still trying to rescue him, desperately trying to save him from death.
The backpacker who originally said he wanted to settle down actually had his own career and family. He was a very elegant and self-disciplined person. Whenever he saw the proprietress, he would greet her politely.
But now, he was tied up with ropes, his bloody mouth wide open and he screamed desperately. He looked so hideous that his original elegant appearance could no longer be seen.
The proprietress felt a surge of sadness in her heart.
She stared at all this in a daze, not knowing why.
"Madam, I want to ask you about the situation of several B&Bs nearby."
The official in charge came over and asked in a gentle voice: "Look, do you know those people? Were they like this before?"
If possible, the official person in charge would not want to use such things to upset the frightened proprietress.
However, after a thorough search, it was found that among all the survivors, only the proprietress was the least injured and still maintained her normal sanity thanks to the timely arrival and rescue of the rescue team.
The rest were either so frightened that they spoke incoherently, or so seriously injured that they could not speak.
Although the proprietress was scared, she was grateful to the official in charge for saving her, so she told him everything she knew.
"No, they are usually... usually very nice people."
The proprietress choked up and said, "I don't know how they became like this? And so many people died."
The official in charge handed over a tissue and said gently, "Can you tell me about them?"
According to the proprietress, because winter is the off-season for tourism, the homestays that rely on the Changshou Village as a tourist attraction do not have many guests, only a few scattered backpackers coming out of the mountains.
They were all people who had been hosted in the B&B before. After living in the mountains for a few months, they came out a few days ago and said they wanted to go home to sort things out and then come back to settle down.
However, those people had now turned into mad beasts with hideous and ferocious appearances, and were firmly restrained by the rescue team.
The official in charge frowned: "You mean... those perpetrators are all backpackers coming out of the mountains?"
The proprietress said, “Not all of them.”
She pointed at her husband who had just tried to kill her, and several other people, and said, "Because Changshou Village is not a very popular tourist attraction, those of us who run B&Bs here don't actually make a lot of money, and we also have to deal with the off-season."
"However, there are rumors online that eating the food in the longevity village will improve your health. The food is organic and green, which is the most popular among people nowadays, and the water is also very sweet and clear. So many people either cannot come or do not want to go through the hard work of climbing the mountain to the village, so they want someone to bring them food and water from the village so that they can try it."
The lady boss said: "So several of our B&Bs have actually opened online stores to sell some of the crops and water from Changshou Village."
"Those guys over there..."
The proprietress glanced at the attackers pinned to the ground, and was frightened by their crazy roars so much that she took two steps back.
"Apart from the backpackers, the perpetrators were people from the B&Bs who were responsible for fetching water and buying agricultural products from the mountains. My husband was one of them. He fetched the water that my family sold. He had to go every few days, otherwise he said he felt uncomfortable."
"No, he just came back from the mountains at noon today."
As she was talking, the proprietress realized something.
She was horrified and looked at the official in charge in shock: "Could it be... something in the mountain is wrong?"
The more the official listened, the more frightened he became, but he still tried to comfort the proprietress with gentle words.
When he turned around, his expression had turned cold.
The official in charge called the official phone number of the southern region and said seriously: "Please evacuate the people near Changshou Village immediately. All the people in all the villages where the river flows must be evacuated, the sooner the better!"
“Also, please issue a statement saying that the river water upstream has been polluted, and ask everyone along the river not to touch the river water or drink the river water!”
The southern region also learned what had happened from the official person in charge. Although the official person in charge did not express his speculation about the evil spirit, it was enough for the people in the southern region to realize the seriousness of the situation and take immediate action.
After calling Zhang Wubing again without any results, the official person in charge slowly raised his head amidst the thick smell of blood, looking at the outline of the mountain hidden in the darkness, feeling anxious and worried.
The official person in charge who was busy coordinating the task and the rescue team members who were busy saving people did not notice that the chrysanthemums that had just bloomed under the wall of the homestay were actually withering little by little, scattering yellow petals and leaves all over the ground, and then dying wilted.
It was as if they opened up to receive the flesh and blood of the proprietress who jumped down.
Now that the proprietress has been rescued, without the nourishment of flesh and blood, they have lost nutrients and water and are slowly withering.
And in the dark woods in the distance, a slight friction sound was heard.
It sounded like someone walking on the grass, making a rustling sound.
A faint pale white color flashed by in the woods.
Only a pair of red eyes slowly opened in the darkness, emitting a faint red light, staring at the lights in the distance where there were bustling voices.
…
After getting tips about the river from the guide, Yan Shixun left the old woman's small wooden house without delay and ran straight towards the river.
But this sight made Yan Shixun feel horrified.
After something happened in the small wooden building where the program crew was temporarily staying, Yan Shixun discovered rotting corpses in the river and simply killed all the rotting corpses that tried to rush towards the small wooden building.
But now, there was no trace of flesh and blood on the river bank, not even a trace of bloody smell.
It was as if someone had come to clean the riverbank and took away all the blood and flesh that was scattered on the ground and disposed of it.
But, how is that possible?
Not to mention that the people from the program crew are all in the small wooden building and the villagers haven't walked over here, even if someone cleaned it up, it couldn't be cleaned so cleanly without even a trace of blood or minced meat!
The rotten corpses were swollen and white due to blisters. In Yan Shixun's hands, they were like punctured water balloons. The corpses that had expanded to giants suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh splattered, seeping into the soil.
If it was cleaned, there should be traces of blood left on the land.
Instead of like now...it's as if nothing happened at all.
Yan Shixun recalled the guide's reminder, his eyes darkened, and after standing still for a few seconds, he stepped steadily forward and approached the river to check.
There are still a lot of chrysanthemum petals floating on the river, with a strange beauty in the darkness.
But it also made Yan Shixun unable to see clearly what was under the water.
He looked around, picked up a branch from the side, reached into the river and cut open a petal, revealing the covered water surface underneath.
However, because it was dark, even with the help of the faint light nearby, Yan Shixun squinted his eyes but still could not see clearly what was below.
However, when the branch was stirring in the river water, it hit something hard.
Yan Shixun paused what he was doing.
Unlike the hardness of stone, the touch of the branch is more like a hardness with a slight softness. If you poke the branch hard, you can even insert it into it.
A bad guess emerged in Yan Shixun's mind.
To prove his idea, he poked the branch down again and then pulled it out of the river.
A streak of blood slowly spread on the water surface where the chrysanthemum petals had been spread apart.
At the same time, the front end of the branch raised in front of Yan Shixun also had a hint of blood color.
…There are rotting corpses at the bottom of the river.
At the same time Yan Shixun realized this, a "splash" sound of water breaking was heard.
Blurry figures rushed out from under the river, carrying a damp and rotten smell and rushing towards Yan Shixun.
Even though the opponent was very fast, Yan Shixun still captured the opponent's appearance in his movement trajectory.
——Highly similar to the zombies that attacked the small building before.
However, they are not exactly the same as those corpses.
The corpses before were swollen all over, as if they had no bones. But the corpses that pounced on him had limbs that were so skinny that only bones and rotten human skin were wrapped on them, and their bodies were swollen.
Without giving Yan Shixun any time to react, the rotten corpses quickly surrounded Yan Shixun from all directions.
The sound of breaking water was heard, and the yellow and white chrysanthemum petals were lifted up by the waves, and then fell again from mid-air.
It was like the paper money scattered at a funeral, yellow and white, fluttering all over the ground.
These petals also blocked Yan Shixun's vision, slowing down his orderly response for a moment.
In this gap, a rotten corpse found the opportunity and rushed over, its skinny claws pointing directly at all the vital points of Yan Shixun.
Throat, heart, and crown of the head.
The essence of life and soul was all besieged by the corpses.
It seemed that no matter how Yan Shixun dodged, he could not escape from their siege unscathed.
But Yan Shixun remembered that the guide said there was something wrong with the river water.
He glanced at the violently surging river water and saw that the water and petals were swirling due to the rotting corpses, causing the water and petals to scatter and reveal something at the bottom of the river.
Even though Yan Shixun had traveled far and wide and had seen scenes far more bizarre than ordinary people, he still opened his eyes slightly wide at this moment, shocked by the scene at the bottom of the river.
——The river bottom was filled with pale, empty faces.
No one knew how long the corpses had been lying at the bottom of the river. Their bodies had been swollen and deformed by the water, and their faces were unrecognizable. Only the pairs of red eyes were open, staring straight at the world above the river.
Moreover, the corpses were rising one by one, rushing out of the water and rushing towards him.
Yan Shixun nimbly dodged the attacks directed at him while quickly counting the number of corpses in his mind.
After doing the math, I was even more shocked.
If the entire river channel is like this, then there would probably be... thousands of them!
Thousands of corpses were hidden in the most famous river in Changshou Village.
Yan Shixun thought of the time at noon when Lu Xingxing said the river water was sweet, and many staff members also drank the river water.
He also remembered that before the sun set, he saw that the river water was crystal clear.
At that time, there were no corpses in the river, but ordinary stones.
...When did these corpses appear?
After dark? Or after the chrysanthemum petals appear? Are the petals all over the river just to cover up the existence of these rotting corpses?
Yan Shixun's heart sank, and he looked at the rotting corpse in front of him with inquiring eyes.
His brain was working at high speed, but his hands did not stop at all.
Even though he only had a thin branch in his hand that looked like it would break if touched, Yan Shixun did not panic at all.
His eyes were calm and sharp, as if what he held in his hand was not a branch, but a sharp sword that could cut off the enemy's head with a single swing.
Facts have also proved that Yan Shixun does have the confidence.
He silently chanted a spell, and light golden light circled around the branches, making the originally fragile branches indestructible and able to cut through iron like mud. After he swung it down, a rotten corpse fell to the ground, blood splattering.
Yan Shixun's tall body was strong and agile. He deftly avoided all the sharp claws of the corpses as he turned and spun, but when he turned around, he thrust the branch in his hand into the top of the corpse's head, crushing its skull.
The battle seemed to be going smoothly, but Yan Shixun was well aware that his strength was being lost due to the cold and fighting.
If all the thousands of corpses in the river rose up, he would definitely be exhausted from the continuous fighting.
...No, there is no need for a round-robin battle.
Yan Shixun was startled when he felt the cold wind blowing from behind his neck.
“Plop!”
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