Grave Robber: Brother, I’m as weak as a scum

On the ninth day of September, the moon in Tamuduo was almost at its highest point.

The originally bright and flawless moon in the sky gradually turned bright blood red.

Looking up at the blood-red moon, Wang Zanghai frowned more and more.

"Let's go to the temple quickly."

"I always feel... that group of cockscomb snakes are going to mess up tonight!"

After Wang Zanghai looked away from the blood-red moon, he hurriedly ran towards the temple.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling clenched the three snake-browed copper fishes in his hands and chased after them.

Wu Xie, Fatty, Xie Yuchen, Heiyan, and Zhang Rishan, who were on the side, also hurriedly followed.

At this time, in the open space outside the temple.

After King Zhou Mu arrived here carrying the bronze coffin containing Wei Xuyang, he smashed the coffin on the ground hard.

Due to the excessive force, the moment the coffin fell to the ground, countless dust was immediately blown up, and even the originally unbreakable ground was shaken.

This bronze coffin... has even been deeply embedded in the ground.

How much hatred must be there to make this thousand-year-old meat dumpling exert so much strength!
Seeing that the coffin had sunk deeply into the soil, King Mu of Zhou happily sat down on the bronze coffin lid.

"Chuck, cluck."

(Translation: "Qilinzi oh Qilinzi!")
"Cluck, cluck... cluck?"

(Translation: "How about it, doesn't it feel good to be thrown hard on the ground?")
As King Zhou Mu said, he forced a sinister smile on his already stiff face.

He exerted so much strength just now, and caused such a great impact, I think... Qilinzi lying in the bronze coffin must be very uncomfortable.

King Zhou Mu could already imagine... the qilinzi who was lying under his buttocks, might have already been smashed to the point where he vomited half of his blood.

Thinking of Qilinzi hiding in the coffin and spitting blood, King Zhou Mu let out piercing laughter from the whole zongzi.

As his sinister laughter grew louder, King Zhou Mu suddenly stopped abruptly with an ugly expression on his face.

"Swish..."

"Swish..."

"Swish..."

Suddenly, there was a series of "rustling" sounds around the temple. This sound...as if some huge "army" nearby was approaching the temple.

As the sound became louder, King Zhou Mu's face became more and more ugly.

Faced with such a large number of voices ringing in his ears, King Mu of Zhou carefully watched his surroundings, stood up carefully from the bronze coffin, and stepped back into the temple step by step.

Feeling that the huge "army" was getting closer and closer to the temple, King Mu of Zhou quickly locked the gate and windows of the temple, leaving only a small gap to observe the movement outside the temple.

Because he retreated into the temple too hastily just now, the bronze coffin containing Wei Xuyang was also left in the open space outside the temple by King Mu of Zhou.

And Wei Xuyang, who was lying in the bronze coffin, seemed to feel the approach of the "army", and his panicked eyes immediately became dark and indifferent.

Under the light of the blood-red moonlight.

Countless large and small bright red cockscomb snakes gathered around the temple from all directions.

These tens of thousands of cockscomb snakes, like a huge "army", surrounded the entire temple.

Hundreds of cockscomb snakes congregate together to transport a dead body.

Body after body was transported in groups towards the temple.

"Everyone, follow along!"

"The time is almost up!"

"Our ceremony is about to begin!"

"Our mother, it's time to wait."

"If the mother is starving, those of us who are children will be too unfilial."

Under the light of the blood-red moon, these cockscombed snakes began to speak human language unscrupulously.

They seemed to be very afraid that the time would be really late, and the speed of consigning the corpses one by one became faster.

Soon, under the consignment of the cockscomb snake, almost all the dead bodies in the tamutuo were transported to the open space in front of the temple.

Among these corpses were the subordinates brought in by Wu Sanxing, Ah Ning, Mr. Mo's subordinates, a few people from the Crescent Hotel, and even the Wang family who were all massacred by King Zhou Mu.

The corpses one after another were all brought to the temple.

Perhaps it was because these cockscomb snakes were so excited that none of them noticed the bronze coffin placed in front of the temple.

Not only did they not pay special attention to the coffin, the group of cockscomb snakes even threw human corpses one after another on the bronze coffin.

Soon, as more and more corpses were piled up, these human corpses also buried the bronze coffin containing Wei Xuyang at the bottom tightly.

The hill formed by corpses has been piled up to more than ten meters high in an instant.

Countless cockscomb snakes also began to shake their heads and tails around this "corpse mountain" joyously.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

These cockscombed snakes not only shook their heads and tails, they also kept making "hee hee hee" sounds.

This "hee hee hee" sound seemed to be calling for something to descend on the temple.

the other side.

Wang Zanhai, Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie, Fatty and others who were heading towards the temple quickly also arrived at the temple one after another.

Because there are many cockscomb snakes here, they didn't dare to get too close, but just hid in the bushes outside the temple and watched the movement inside the temple.

"strangeness!"

"Why didn't you see the thousand-year-old meat dumpling and the bronze coffin here?"

Looking at the scene in front of him with black eyes, he asked the others suspiciously.

From his field of vision, he could only see a dilapidated temple with closed doors and windows, a pile of corpses as high as a hill, and tens of thousands of cockscomb snakes outside the temple.

Those three things, the thousand-year-old rice dumpling, Wei Xuyang, and the bronze coffin, were barely seen by the black eyes.

"Wei Xuyang... must be here."

"I can feel it."

While staring at the temple intently, Zhang Qiling replied affirmatively.

Although he could sense that Wei Xuyang was near the temple, Zhang Qiling didn't know exactly where the little uncle was hiding now.

Moreover, both Zhang Qiling and Wang Zanhai knew very well... King Zhou Mu was hiding in the temple right now!
Such a powerful evil spirit was pouring out from the temple, it was hard not to let the two of them notice.

As long as King Zhou Mu is still here, then Wei Xuyang must be nearby!