corpse ancestor

In the middle of the night in Nanyin Mountain, deep in the wild forest, a handful of dancing flames are particularly eye-catching in the dark wild forest.There is a groove three meters deep and two meters wide near the stone wall, forming a natural cave. An old man and a young man lead three tall and strong men to squat by the fire to keep warm.

Looking closely, the three men were all wearing black hoods, just like bank robbers. The three big men leaned upright on the stone wall, with their hands hanging on their sides, and the cold wind blew past them, blowing them up Even the crows in the mountains did not dare to cry out because of the shabby clothes.

"Xiaogan, the night is very cloudy, hurry up and wrap up the hole on your head tightly, and you are still bleeding!" The old man took out the medical kit from his backpack, took out a new bandage and disinfectant, and threw it to the young man, "You are completely covered in blood!" The smell of blood must defraud them all!"

The young man's name is Zhao Shugan, and the old man is his grandfather Zhao Wushan. They are the rare corpse handlers hidden in the world. They are different from the corpse chasers. It can be buried in peace.

And their Zhao family has made a living by controlling corpses for generations. They control the best corpses. They are not ordinary corpses.Just like the three big guys tonight, that is the purpose of their trip deep into the mountains.

The bandages on Zhao Shugan's head were all stained red. He was attacked by a group of unknown guys before. Those people attacked fiercely, and every move was deadly. If it wasn't for Zhao Shugan's good shots and his self-healing The system is particularly powerful, it has long been dead!

"Grandpa, what are the origins of these three big guys? They look a little different from what we usually drive!" These guys are too big!

And they all look young. Although I don't know what they look like, there are not many people who are so young. Although Zhao Shugan is only in his 20s, he has followed his grandfather to control corpses since he was a child, so he still has eyesight.

These guys didn't die in a catastrophe at first glance, because the aura of their bodies was very peaceful, not at all murderous!

"Don't think about it! These people are not ordinary people, especially that one!" Zhao Wushan pointed to the tall and thin corpse, and the pestle was quite graceful there, "A big family 50 years ago was wiped out overnight. This man is the son of that big family, this young man is amazing, he was studying in a foreign school at the time, and he was not at home when the accident happened at home, and later, he found an old witch to sacrifice himself!"

Zhao Shugan sat down on the ground, "Grandpa, you said he was 50 years ago...then, what if something goes wrong!" Words are a big taboo. The corpse being controlled is called a corpse official, also called a corpse puppet. It has no self-awareness, works hard, and is very obedient. Those with better foundations have basic wisdom and can understand the master's orders. Of course, if the corpse officer Developed to be as smart and flexible as ordinary people, then this corpse is the best S-class, and it only exists in rumors at present.

"Grandpa, these guys are brought back to our Zhao family to find a master for them!"

Zhao Wushan nodded: "Your second uncle really meant that. In fact, he was also entrusted by others. The Han family has a particularly promising descendant, who is also a side branch of the Han family. He came to us a few days ago to tell Han Wu Shuang's corpse came back, and at least he had a wish! At the beginning, he was also Han Wushuang's father who gave him a helping hand and gave him a lot of capital so that he could go out and start a business. Later, he became a wealthy family, and this person is quite conscientious!"

Zhao Shuqian snorted: "I guess it's because they paid a lot of money, second uncle, that money fanatic!"

"Little bastard, your second uncle is not rich, you guys go drink the Northwest Wind! This time your second aunt also said that after you finish this matter, I will find you a good girl to look after you. She is such a big person." I'm still wandering around alone!" Zhao Wushan is a little old man, but his voice is not so low that even the leaves of the trees tremble with his voice.

"Okay, okay, grandpa, don't tell me about this. I'm still young, and I'm doomed to die alone. Why don't I serve you for the rest of my life? If you push them to give me a blind date again, I'll go back to the city right now. Anyway, school starts in a few days! I still have to prepare lessons!" Zhao Shugan was not in the mood to look at any girl, and he didn't like a girl either!

"Besides, Grandpa, do you think it's really okay to talk about this in the deep mountains and old forests?" The three corpses are still standing there watching! Although they are not living people, to Zhao Shugan, people are no different from corpses , especially those who have recognized the Lord, they are all lovely friends!

The old man glared at him and didn't speak anymore. He felt embarrassed, Zhao Shugan, the boy under him, didn't let him worry. His parents left early. It was the old man and the second uncle of the Zhao family who brought him up. I lived independently from the beginning, and I didn’t go home often for a year and a half. I spent winter and summer vacations to earn tuition and work part-time. It’s a lie to say that I don’t feel sorry for him!

Besides, the family members of the Zhao family have different distances and distances. Some people who turn their elbows out often say sarcastic remarks, saying that Zhao Shu's boss has suffered so much from the Zhao family. This is a bottomless pit!

Seemingly friendly on the surface, but also throwing knives behind his back, the old man feels even more guilty towards Zhao Shugan!

Zhao Wushan sighed: "I don't care what you do, anyway, there is still time, you and I will go back obediently and talk about it, your second uncle has been talking about you for a long time!"

Zhao Shugan nodded cheerfully, and hurried to the precious three corpses to see what happened!

Especially this one called Han Wushuang, Zhao Shuqian was so curious that he was dying of curiosity, how helpful the Zhao family was to get this antique back! Thinking of this, Zhao Shuqian quietly looked at his grandfather, beside the fire, the old man Get into your sleeping bag and get ready for bed!

Han Wushuang's hood was the largest and tightest, covering even his chin. Naturally, the corpse riders didn't have to worry that they couldn't see the way. As long as they held the family's guiding flags, they would be fine. With the corpse's birth date, they would naturally have no worries along the way.

Zhao Shuqian flicked Han Wushuang's sleeve up a few times, and finally saw his hands from inside. The long armor of the corpse was red, without murderous looks, while the murderous armor turned black, the heavier the murderous look, the color of the corpse armor Darker and heavier.

Zhao Shuqian is a little confused. Obviously this guy's whole family has been wiped out. Why does he only have obsession but not murderous intent?

He noticed that Han Wushuang's skin was fair, slightly gray, very clean, with slender knuckles and well-proportioned joints. It was really a pair of young master's hands, beautiful!

Zhao Shuqian was afraid that his grandpa would find out, so he hurriedly wanted to see Han Wushuang's face under the black hood. Although it was a bit impolite to do so, he was really curious, especially when he saw those clean and pale hands. I can't bear it anymore!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the underside of the hood was lifted, Zhao Shugan felt a tingling pain from the back of his hand when he vaguely saw the white and jade chin!

It turned out that when he panicked, the skin on the back of his hand was hooked by Han Wushuang's nails, and a few drops of blood came out of the shallow scratches. Grimace, quickly ran to the fire to find a Band-Aid!

Heart said: good you Han Wushuang, just to look at your face, why are you still grabbing Lord Po's little hand!

Then, Zhao Shuqian nestled in his sleeping bag and read novels on his mobile phone, and finally fell asleep.