Her face was pale and her expression was sad. She held the umbrella for Bai Liu with hazy eyes. The crackling sound of her joints turned into a faint female voice: "You are not him."

The next moment, the woman turned her head to look at the other side of the bridge, then returned her gaze to Bai Liu. Her expression was chilling: "I've waited for so many people, but he wasn't the one."

The bridgehead is just around the corner.

The woman's feet stepped a little and she looked towards the bridgehead with red eyes. Her body was soaked with muddy river water, which dripped down her clothes. She turned the umbrella inward and pulled Bai Liu towards the bridgehead, as if she was going to jump off the bridge with him at any time.

Mu Sicheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, he tried to pull Bai Liu out.

Bai Liu took the initiative to get out of the umbrella and ordered coldly: "Jump!"

Mu Sicheng was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that Bai Liu wanted him to jump into the river. He glanced at the river surface in horror and disbelief.

There were many corpses wearing white clothes, with disheveled hair, and facing downwards floating on the river. It seemed that these corpses had heard Bai Liu's words. They slowly turned over, revealing a swollen and rotten face, and smiled at them with their mouths wide open.

Damn, there are so many dead bodies under the bridge, wouldn’t it be suicide to jump down?

Before Mu Sicheng had time to prepare himself mentally, Bai Liu grabbed his hand and jumped down without hesitation.

Mu Sicheng and the ghost who died on the bridge both paused for a few seconds. They probably didn't expect Bai Liu to be so self-aware that he jumped into the river before she dragged him down.

Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng fell into the water. The dark water with a fishy smell rushed towards Mu Sicheng's mouth and nose. He coughed a few times as a reflex, and a woman's heart-wrenching scream came from behind him: "...Give it back to me!"

Mu Sicheng was so panicked by the roar that he took time to look back. He was shocked to find that Bai Liu had snatched the umbrella of the martyred ghost before jumping off the bridge!

The woman had no umbrella in her hand. She was wearing white clothes, and her eyes were dripping with bloody tears. She looked at Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng who jumped into the river with extreme resentment, then turned around and jumped towards the bridge pier without hesitation.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, bones were broken, and the woman suddenly hit the bridge pier and turned into a bloody half face. She opened her huge black mouth filled with mud and sand, and chased after Bai Liu in the water with an extremely ferocious look.

At this moment, not only her, but all the floating corpses in the water were like sharks that smelled blood. Their swollen and rotten bodies were swimming strangely and rushing towards Bai Liu from underwater!

“Fuck!” Mu Sicheng turned his head and swam forward holding Bai Liu’s wrist, “Run!”

"Don't run. You can't get away." Bai Liu stepped on the water, his head floating on the surface, looking at the two banks of the river with a pale face, "There are things guarding the shore. We can't get up even if we run."

Mu Sicheng looked towards the shore.

The paper Taoist rang the golden bell and drove the zombies and the martyred ghosts who were holding umbrellas for them off the bridge. Then the zombies jumped and stopped on the other side of the river.

The paper Taoist put a talisman on the foreheads of the zombies that were standing still, then walked away shaking his head and ringing the bell.

As the Paper Taoist walked, he came to the entrance of the main tomb chamber opposite the bridge. It seemed as if a spark from afar fell on his body and he suddenly started to stir.

A raging fire burst out on its body, and in a few breaths, this lifelike paper man turned into smoke and disappeared.

At this moment, under the faint light of the fire started by Paper Taoist, Mu Sicheng saw that on the other side of the bridge were hidden in the darkness, many burly, motionless zombies.

These zombies all looked like middle-aged men, with a yellow talisman of suppression stuck on their heads. They stood motionlessly at a certain distance by the river, with ghosts who had died on the bridge standing beside them, holding umbrellas to cover their faces.

They seemed to have been specially arranged like this to guard the tomb. There were some bones and backpacks under their feet, as well as some corpses with their eyes open and not yet completely decayed.

The corpses had their mouths wide open in fear, their faces were black, and there were two large bloody holes on their necks.

Judging from their clothes, these corpses must be passers-by from Yinshan Village. They somehow ended up in this tomb by mistake, and when they encountered the bridge sacrifice ghosts, they jumped into the river in terror to escape. They finally managed to get to the shore, but before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, they were mauled to death by the zombies guarding the shore.

Under the orange-yellow flames of the Paper Taoist's burning, the zombies were motionless but looked angry, with their three white eyes rolling around and staring at the white willows floating on the river, and dry, yellowed blood stains on their fangs.

We can’t get to this shore anymore!

What about turning back? Go up from the bridge first and avoid this disaster first!

Mu Sicheng dragged Bai Liu and swam frantically while turning to look at the other side of the bridge. He widened his eyes in shock: "Why is the road we came from gone?!"

The other side of the bridge was a dark illusion. They could not see any real scene or the way they came. They could only see some blue-green ghost lights floating in the darkness, floating up the bridge from the darkness and turning into paper figures of ghosts.

Bai Liu groaned twice as he fell into the water, his face turning much paler: "There is no turning back in the underworld, don't even think about going back."

Mu Sicheng asked subconsciously: "We can't go ashore, and we can't turn back. So where should we go now?"

After he finished speaking, he looked back at the floating corpses that were chasing him closely, his face became angry, and he cursed: "These ghost things swim pretty fast."

Bai Liu was sucked in with Yin Qi and choked by Yin water. As a living person, his Yang energy was greatly reduced and he felt much weaker. After entering the water, he was completely held up by Mu Sicheng on his shoulders and swam underwater.

Fortunately, Mu Sicheng was in good physical condition and Bai Liu was not heavy, so Mu Sicheng was still able to swim very fast after dragging the corpse for a long distance. But even so, the floating corpse behind them was getting closer and closer.

Bai Liu adjusted his breathing, raised his wet eyelashes and looked at the bridge: "Let's swim around and go back to the bridge."

Mu Sicheng was stunned: "Huh??!"

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng and said, "With your speed, you should be able to carry these floating corpses around and swim back to the bridge."

Mu Sicheng asked from the bottom of his heart: "No, we just risked our lives to jump off the bridge, why do we have to go back under the bridge?!"

There are so many ghosts on the bridge. If Bai Liu goes back now, he will be courting death!

Bai Liu's move was so bizarre that Mu Sicheng was stunned. But before he could say anything, the floating corpse behind him suddenly caught up with him.

Mu Sicheng felt as if his feet stepped on a slippery back of a body covered with cloth.

Several miserable faces of drowned people vaguely emerged under the shaking water around them. Then, Bai Liu, who was held up by Mu Sicheng, suddenly sank, as if something grabbed her ankle and dragged her down.

"Fuck!" Mu Sicheng cursed angrily, leaned back, exerted force with his arms, and kicked with his calves at the thing that was holding Bai Liu, and forcibly pulled Bai Liu out of the water.

Bai Liu was pulled out of the water. His face became paler, his eyes were closed, and his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, with water droplets sliding down.

"Bai Liu!" Mu Sicheng swam while roaring and shaking Bai Liu wildly, and even slapped Bai Liu in the face, but Bai Liu still didn't wake up.

Mu Sicheng's palm was scratched by something. He paused for a moment, then slowly looked at Bai Liu's pale lips.

Two blue fangs were exposed at Bai Liu's lips, as if they were not well hidden. Just now, it was this thing that scratched Mu Sicheng's palm.

[A living person without vitality becomes a walking corpse. If I absorb too much vitality, I will probably become a walking corpse, or a zombie.]

"Fuck you!!!" Mu Sicheng completely collapsed. "Bai Liu, didn't you say you knew your limits and wouldn't let me suck you to this extent? Didn't you also say you were still young and strong and could have your virility sucked away for more than an hour?"

"It's only been a short time! You are so incompetent!"

Now Bai Liu didn't know when he would wake up, and he didn't know what to do either. He could only try to do what Bai Liu told him before he fell into a coma!

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and pushed Bai Liu's legs quickly, starting to circle around with the floating corpse hanging behind him. The floating corpse swam up and down in the water, and from time to time a pair of eyes appeared on the water surface, staring at Bai Liu with greed and ghostly eyes, like a crocodile being hunted.

In the later stages of the game, Mu Sicheng's hands began to feel sore. He looked up at the bridge in front of him, gritted his teeth, and pushed forward with all his might, pushing Bai Liu under the bridge.

The floating corpses behind him were thrown away for some distance and could not catch up with him for the time being, but Mu Sicheng did not dare to relax at all, because these things would catch up with him sooner or later!

The question is what to do now! Bai Liu didn't tell him what to do after he got under the bridge!

Mu Sicheng hung Bai Liu's collar on the bridge hook, so that Bai Liu was suspended out of the water and could breathe freely. Then he turned around and guarded Bai Liu wholeheartedly.

He was extremely panicked, but he still forced himself to calm down, turned around and stood in front of Bai Liu. He took a deep breath and looked at the floating corpses in white that were swimming closer and closer to them.

Bai Liu is a very methodical person. Bai Liu knew that he was going to become a zombie, so he would definitely give him some hints on how to wake up or deal with the zombie before that!

Mu Sicheng's mind was working so fast that he felt he had never thought so fast in his life.

Bai Liu said that zombies are born by drinking blood and worshipping the moon, and human blood can stimulate zombies!

But there are dead bodies here, including Mu Sicheng himself. Where can we get human blood?

Mu Sicheng was so dizzy from thinking that he still hadn't figured out how to wake Bai Liu up, but the floating corpses had already swam over. Mu Sicheng gathered his thoughts and looked over with a cruel expression.

He himself is now a ghost, and he has a natural advantage over dead creatures like floating corpses that are full of yin energy, and that is that he is not afraid of death.

He kicked away the floating corpses in white one by one, and beat up the pairs of corpses that came near him. Mu Sicheng was so angry that he broke the necks of several floating corpses that came near him with red eyes, and threw their heads onto the shore.

Go ashore and look for it yourself, you damn thing!

These floating corpses will not die after their heads are cut off, but losing their heads will make them lose their direction, so they will look for their heads, and looking for their heads will prolong the time it takes them to come back and fight Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng was panting from the killing, but as the fight went on, he gradually found that his hands and feet began to rotate and deform, and his facial features gradually disappeared.

He was affected by the evil spirits of these evil things and began to turn into a ghost.