Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Under the moonlight, the long-abandoned Longjiang Reservoir turned into a muddy swamp. In the mud, a large number of white floating corpses struggled to climb out. They were swollen all over, their skin was pale and sticky, their mouths were filled with mud, and they exuded a rotten stench.

The number of floating corpses increased, and finally the bottom of the reservoir was filled. From a distance, it seemed as if a piece of white maggots was wriggling violently.

In the middle of these floating corpses, in the opened blood coffin, the female corpse in a tattered white robe still stood blankly, under the sunken eye sockets, the empty eyes stared at the moon in the sky quietly.

The white floating corpses became agitated like a frightened swarm of bees, and frantically climbed up along the inner wall of the reservoir, but because their bodies were too slippery, climbing seemed a bit laborious.

Some floating corpses slid down after climbing a few steps, or were knocked down by other floating corpses, looking a bit embarrassed.

However, Qin Jiang knew that these somewhat embarrassed floating corpses were genuine ghost slaves. If they were released, the entire Datong City would suffer.

Longjiang Reservoir is a medium-sized reservoir with a depth of only about 40 meters. With the crawling speed of these floating corpses, it only takes a few minutes to crawl out of the reservoir.

So Qin Jiang did not hesitate and launched an attack directly.

He stretched out his blackened left hand. A big hole was pierced through the palm of his left hand. The joints between the five fingers were very weak, as if they would fall apart at any time.

But the moment this hand was stretched out, Qin Jiang's body suddenly became much darker, and even the moonlight could not illuminate his body.

He looked at the left hand with sharp eyes, then raised his left hand horizontally in front of him and slowly moved his left hand, as if he was adjusting the position.

However, this process was a bit slow, and the left hand seemed very heavy, and Qin Jiang found it difficult to move it slightly.

Finally, after a lot of effort, the blackened left hand stopped, and the palm was just aimed at the bottom of the reservoir.

The figure of the female corpse in the blood coffin fell right into the big hole in the palm.

The hole in the palm was like a scope, aiming at the female corpse at the bottom of the reservoir.

This seemed to be a kind of supernatural lock. The female corpse in the blood coffin noticed it and slowly turned her dry head to this side.

Qin Jiang saw this without hesitation and immediately clenched his black left hand into a fist.

After this action, the female corpse at the bottom of the reservoir staggered and almost fell, but finally stabilized her body.

At this time, a black cross pierced the chest of the female corpse.

At this moment, the white floating corpses that were still crawling upwards stopped in unison, and the bottom of the reservoir suddenly became much quieter.

After being attacked by the cross, the female corpse stopped moving and kept bending over.

But after a while, the female corpse moved again. It slowly stood up and turned to the direction of Qin Jiang, staring at him with its empty eyes.

Those white floating corpses instantly resumed their noise and continued to climb upwards.

"One is not enough?" Qin Jiang frowned slightly, opened his blackened left hand, continued to aim at the female corpse, and then quickly clenched his fist.

"Puff!"

There was a muffled sound from the bottom of the reservoir, and the blood coffin female corpse leaned back, and the second black cross was inserted into its chest.

But this time, the cross did not penetrate, and the inserted part was only a dozen centimeters.

The white floating corpses also stopped moving for a short time, but only for a few breaths.

As the female corpse stood up, they continued to climb up.

Qin Jiang gritted his teeth and looked a little ugly.

Zhu Yan, who was standing by, glanced at the bottom of the reservoir and reminded:

"There are already two."

"I know." Qin Jiang frowned slightly, and then continued to aim at the blood coffin female corpse and repeated the previous operation.

The blackened left hand clenched his fist again.

"Puff!"

With a muffled sound, the third cross was inserted into the chest of the female corpse, but this time the female corpse's body only shook slightly.

The depth of the cross was also very shallow, only a few centimeters, as if it would fall at any time.

After being attacked by three crosses, the female corpse continued to look at Qin Jiang with empty eyes.

Qin Jiang, who was still aiming at the female corpse, suddenly felt a chill on the soles of his feet. He looked down and found that his right foot was melting rapidly and would soon turn into a pool of mud.

Obviously, the female corpse had already attacked him.

Qin Jiang impatiently waved his empty right hand at the melted leg, and the leg that was about to turn into mud instantly returned to its original state.

"Try again." He said with a firm look in his eyes, and continued to aim his blackened left hand at the blood coffin female corpse.

In the hollow of his palm, the female corpse looked a little small, with three crosses inserted in its chest, and its dark and empty eyes stared at Qin Jiang blankly.

This kind of gaze made Qin Jiang feel a little uncomfortable, and he immediately clenched his fist.

But this time, the fourthThe cross did not appear.

"No, you have to do it." Qin Jiang said helplessly.

Zhu Yan, who was standing by, was still browsing the supernatural forum and paddling around.

Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at the female corpse at the bottom of the reservoir with his scarlet left eye.

Even with three crosses stuck in her body, the horror of the female corpse still did not decrease, and the three crosses were also sliding slowly. I believe that the female corpse will break free in a short time.

"Three crosses don't work? That's really scary. You should get ready." Zhu Yan said in a serious tone.

Qin Jiang nodded, looked down at the reservoir, and found that some white floating corpses had already climbed up, especially where they were, there were several floating corpses in front of them.

Accompanied by a strong stench, a floating corpse crawled in front of Qin Jiang, and its swollen and pale hands suddenly reached for his head.

Qin Jiang's face turned cold, and he gently waved his blackened left hand. A pitch-black cross fell from the sky, instantly nailing the hideous floating corpse to the ground.

After being nailed by the cross, the floating corpse's body was no longer supported by the supernatural power, and soon turned into a pool of mud.

Seeing that more and more floating corpses were about to crawl out, Qin Jiang directly raised his blackened left hand and pointed it at the sky.

Soon, under the bright moonlight, a cross appeared in the air.

Not just one, there was a second, a third...

In the end, hundreds of crosses were suspended in the air, just aimed at the edge of the reservoir.

As if the number was enough, Qin Jiang waved his blackened left hand down, and these crosses immediately pierced down like arrows from a string, and finally surrounded the reservoir in a ring.

A white floating corpse rushed in front of Qin Jiang, but just as its body was about to cross the cross, it seemed to hit a wall and flew backwards.

The same is true for other places. These white floating corpses are trapped by the circle of crosses and cannot rush out of the reservoir.

"It's OK." Qin Jiang glanced at Zhu Yan beside him and said.

"Okay, leave it to me next." Zhu Yan nodded and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

This cigarette is not like an ordinary cigarette, it emits a faint corpse odor...