Chasing Corpse Trail [Interstellar]

The cloudy wind was getting bigger and bigger, but it couldn't blow away the thicker and thicker black fog on the mountain.

In the sky above Qingyue Mountain, a gigantic monster seemed to appear, opened its black mouth to cover the sky, and slowly swallowed the entire Qingyue Mountain.

Relying on the crowd and zombie monsters to attack the mountain crowd desperately, looking at the darkened sky, I feel like crying to death.I was trapped by the zombie monsters, and I had to cut off my arms and legs if I wanted to run, but now the black smoke and fog have drowned the world, it's pitch black, and everyone can't tell things apart, can't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, how can they run?

But those zombies were so excited that they were on a stimulant.

In the darkness where they couldn't see their fingers, the hard-pressed people heard countless hoarse and terrifying howls one after another, and they felt that there was no place around them that was not an enemy, no place was not a ghost, and that they would be killed at any time. Torn to shreds.

Some with poor mental endurance were even called out by the zombies to attack their surrounding partners.

Because they can't see anything, the pressure is too great and the spirit is too tense, the more they are next to them, the more frightening these people are. Even if they know that the people around them may be their friends and acquaintances, their imagination has blackened them, as if they They are all monsters lurking around them.

Those who were the first to do it also caused the greatest panic...

The scene at the foot of Qingyue Mountain became more and more chaotic, but everything was submerged in darkness and noise. No one knew who they were fighting with, and no one cared whether they killed their own companions or not.

If it wasn't for the fact that death in the Liao Yu dungeon would damage the origin of the soul, these chaotic people almost wanted to kill themselves and return to their resurrection points.

Fang Shanshui watched with a calm face the great burst of yin energy pouring into Qingyue Mountain, and listened to the screams of ghosts and corpses all over the mountains and plains.

Among the heavy colors of splashed ink on Qingyue Mountain, only the center of the formation under Fang Shanshui's feet emitted a faint light, and Fang Shanshui's whole body was set off by the faint light, shining like a god descending.

Mu Qing, who was standing more than ten steps away from Fang Shanshui, felt very comfortable from the beginning of the influx of Yin Qi. He was one of the ghosts closest to the center of the formation, and one of the ghosts who received the most benefits.After such a short time, Mu Qing's dull eyes were stained with black and white tones, and the focus that had been erratic all the time seemed to be adjusted properly, and it was placed on Fang Shanshui.

Soon, the influx of Yin Qi stabilized.

"jingle……"

The sound of the ancient copper bell vibrated away, stirring up the Yin Qi that was swimming around gently, bringing the sound of the bell farther away.

The not-so-loud bell spread strangely to the surroundings, and the Qingyue Temple was heard all the time, from the top of Qingyue Mountain to the foot of the mountain...

As the bell rang, the nine ghosts surrounding Fang Shanshui slightly closed their scarlet eyes, their transparent bodies shook like ripples, and then disappeared.

At the same time, at the foot of Qingyue Mountain.

Lost in the darkness, they frantically attacked the surrounding people, and heard the ringtone coming from nowhere. The slightly rusty ringtone, to the ears of the people at the foot of the mountain, was like the evening drum and the morning bell, calming down the red-eyed people gradually.

As soon as he calmed down, the darkness as thick as ink suddenly faded, and the surroundings became brighter.

It's not very bright, it's the kind of light that borrows faint starlight from the sky, which won't make people see nothing, and won't make people see everything.

At least it won't make people blind and almost desperate.

But soon, these people found that they were happy too early.

……

Lu Wei was a member of the first large regiment to attack the mountain. He was lucky enough not to die in the nineteen charges against the zombie monsters, and he was lucky not to die in the panic caused by the darkness.Lu Wei is considered to have a good psychological quality. If he was not attacked by the people around him first, he would not do it, because he remembered the first direction to draw his knife at him. Standing was his friend who had had a few drinks with him. , although not very intimately.

Lu Wei had just cut down another creature who didn't know whether it was a monster or his own companion. He suddenly heard a ringtone coming from nowhere, his head cleared, and the inexplicable psychological depression made him put away the knife in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, there was a gleam of light around, and Lu Wei could vaguely see the surrounding environment, which was... a corpse in one place.

Lu Wei was stunned, completely unimaginable... Is everyone dead?There is no one standing in the field of vision, not even a single zombie, only you laying on top of each other, lying on the ground in various miserable and decisive death positions, bleeding everywhere.

Lu Wei was so heartbroken that he couldn't speak. The most unbelievable thing was that so many people died, but he survived?

The strange thing is that Lu Wei didn't feel lucky at all for this kind of luck. The immobile corpse on the ground and the blood that was almost flowing made Lu Wei inexplicably panic.

"Is anyone there?" Lu Wei shouted, his voice echoing in the wind like a ghost crying.

No matter how you walk across the corpses, you can't get out of the land covered by the blanket of corpses.

"...Regiment, Commander? Little Four?...Is there anyone alive?" Lu Wei panicked, trying to tell himself that this is a copy of Liao Yu, and everything here is fake like a holographic online game, and everything is just a fake Even if the data maintained by the super brain can target the human soul, what the eyes see here is not real.

These corpses are only stranded because of the system's deceitful refresh rate. Their souls must have returned to the resurrection point long ago, lamenting for their damaged souls and looking for soul repair items, and envious and jealous of themselves who survived by luck.

Lu Wei kept comforting himself, but he couldn't stop his body from shaking. I don't know if it was because of the cold body or the cold mind.

Endless corpses, boundless darkness, an endless road...

Suddenly, Lu Wei stopped worrying about the corpses, because the corpses in front of him suddenly stood up one by one, and so did the corpses behind him.

The standing corpses walked slowly towards Lu Wei, and when they got closer, Lu Wei could see their faces clearly—the faces of dead people one by one.

Lu Wei was so frightened that he wanted to pick up a weapon to kill monsters, but suddenly found that he couldn't move!And still can't speak, can't do anything!

He could only watch helplessly as the dead bodies crawling up from the ground kept approaching.

When those pale and strange corpses stood in front of him, Lu Wei was suddenly pushed and fell backwards.

After falling down, Lu Wei found that he did not fall on the ground, but was lying stiffly in a square box like a coffin. As soon as he fell into it, the lid of the box was pushed up. The big eyes are closed a little bit.

Lu Wei once again returned to the darkness of despair.

The coffin swayed, was he lifted by those dead bodies?Just thinking about it, Lu Wei was suddenly shocked by the big movement of the coffin.

With a "cough", Lu Wei suddenly found that he could move, and quickly slapped the coffin lid and yelled. After shouting for a while, no one paid any attention, he grabbed the weapon in his hand and poked the coffin lid desperately.

It's a pity that the space in the coffin is too small, he can't use his strength at all, and he will hurt himself from time to time.

Frustrated, Lu Wei suddenly heard the sound of rustling. After listening for a while, Lu Wei was horrified to find that it should be the sound of soil scattering!

Those corpses outside are burying him alive!

Lu Wei was terrified and kept struggling, but he still couldn't get rid of the shackles of the square coffin.

The sound of spreading soil gradually disappeared, and Lu Wei even felt that the heavy air was about to crush him. He knew that he was buried alive.

In the suffocating and hopeless darkness, time seemed to pass quickly and slowly. Lu Wei clearly remembered that he had pierced himself with a weapon. He should have died and returned to his original point, but his consciousness was always trapped in this square box. inside.

Lu Wei felt that his skin was rotting, his flesh was drying up, and his tendons were slowly peeling off from his bones. Some worms got into the coffin somehow, biting his neck several by one, eating away his few flesh and blood.

Can't get out, no matter what.

Even, he couldn't really die, he was trapped here and kept feeling his own decay.

This place seems to have really become his graveyard...

Gnawing the throat of another who was standing still, the zombie gleefully began to suck blood.

Excited zombies wandered in the black mist, which made them very comfortable, and the ferocious mountain attackers who would have resisted lost their minds in the black mist, and all of them became snacks on the table. People pick.

The zombies howled happily, and kept howling to share the results of the battle with their companions.

On the mountain.

After Qingyue watched.

"Since you're here, don't leave. A group of strange people want to find the secrets of Qingyue Mountain. What secrets can Qingyue Mountain have? It's just that they raised a zombie before, and now they raise a group... I hope there will be no more in the future." . " Fang Shanshui, under the faint red light in the center of the formation, had neither sadness nor joy on his face.

Fang Shanshui fiddled with the Danghun bell in his hand, the wind was still and the bell rang faintly.