Gu Zhaohong, don't ask this question? Both Ling Qiufeng and Gu Yin stopped asking.

Gu Yin calmed down a little, sat down on the chair again, and muttered: "Yes...why did he die again?"

Gu Zhaohong looked at Ling Qiufeng, Ling Qiufeng thought about it, and smiled wryly: "I was not born 80 years ago, I only heard about the general situation, but never understood it in such detail."

What he knows is not much different from that of Gu Yin, just some basic characteristics of rigor, this kind of life and death? He has never heard of it.

Ling Qiufeng frowned, and raised a hypothesis: "Could it be a fake death?"

Gu Yin shook his head: "There shouldn't be rigor? This kind of sanity of a living person."

"Besides, even if we take a step back, the zombified body is cheating death with human sanity," Gu Zhaohong also said, "His purpose is also to capture living people, but whether it is the watchman who went to investigate at that time, or us afterward, If he explodes suddenly, we are unsuspecting, it is easy to kill him, but difficult not to be hurt by him, why should he give up this opportunity and continue to hibernate?"

Ling Qiufeng nodded, there is indeed something that doesn't make sense.

Gu Yin also said: "But I see? He is indeed dead." After he finished speaking, he denied himself, "But rigor is what happens after a person dies. Naturally, he is dead? He can't die again. .”

Simply puzzled? Its solution.

"Besides, the rigor will not die unless its head is cut off." Gu Zhaohong added, "He can still walk after being dead for a day, which means that he has become a rigor, but why did he still die with his head intact?"

***

Jin Ziwan was also meditating on the same question.

The Martial Arts League is very big, although it was a little noisy just now, it only made noise in this small area, most of the people just turned over and went to sleep, a few sporadically came out with their coats on and asked what happened? The guards of the Wulin League thought of a reason and simply prevaricated.

Jin Ziwan came back to the small courtyard and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard. No one was in the courtyard, so he took off the bamboo hat and put it aside.

The moonlight poured down, casting a cold radiance on his jade-like face.

He was holding the thing that had just been pulled out of the corpse in his hand, and his expression was cold.

There are some layouts.

As for who this person is, he actually has an idea in his mind.But now he is not sure whether this game is decided by him alone, or still? Other forces are also involved, entrenched in the dark, waiting to deliver a fatal blow to Gu Zhaohong.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jin Ziwan's lips curled up into a smile that was not a smile, there was a sense of ridicule and interest.

Station.

He was late in gold, and what he is best at is breaking the game.

He can break the difficult situation of Sheng Xiyun, he can break the situation of Jingmo Zhulian Nine Clans, he can also break the situation of several big princes seizing the throne.

If anyone wanted to play, he would play with them.

It's just that since he has the intention to move Gu Zhaohong, if he wants to leave this game until the end, that's not acceptable.

And now what he has to do? It's simple.

After thinking about it, Jin Ziwan stood up, walked to Pei Zhao's door, and knocked three times.

With his hearing ability, he naturally heard the sound of Pei Zhao turning over inside. He presumably was woken up by the sound of his knocking on the door, but he wanted to stay in bed, so he simply pretended not to hear it, turned over and continued to sleep.

Jin Ziwan was not in a hurry, and knocked three more times.

This time someone moved inside, but the movement was slow? It’s not like a martial arts practitioner. It took a while to stop? The door opened, not fully opened, but only opened a crack to reveal Pei Zhao’s sleepy face :"……What's wrong?"

Jin Ziwan smiled slightly: "Master Pei."

See? It's him, Pei Zhao yawned, and said, "Come again in the afternoon, it's still dark, go back to sleep."

He thought it was because Jin Ziwan couldn't wait to continue recuperating his internal strength.

But Jin Ziwan said: "Grandmaster Pei woke up, the rigor from 80 years ago has reappeared."

Pei Zhao lowered his head and rubbed his eyes for a moment, then raised his face the next moment, the sleepiness in those bright star-like eyes was gone, and the eyes were as sharp as a knife: "——What did you say?!"

Jin Ziwan was not afraid of him, but repeated it again: "Just now the watchman in the city found out that there was a person who walked a street and then fell to the ground and died. Gu Yin went to the autopsy and found that this person had been dead for at least a day, and his body was decomposed. ? Smelly but still able to walk stiffly. If I'm not wrong, this should be exactly the same as the rigor 80 years ago?"

The more he said, the colder Pei Zhao's expression became.

"——It's just that this junior really doesn't understand," Jin Ziwan frowned slightly, and pointed out the problem: "This corpse is already a monster that turned into a monster after being dead for a day, how could it die again by itself without anyone doing anything?" ? Didn’t it mean that the only way to truly kill other people is to cut off their heads?”

Pei Zhao said goodbye? The door opened and strode out. Contrary to his usual leisurely manner, he hurriedly asked, "Where is that corpse now?!"

Jin Ziwan was stunned: "I didn't ask in detail, I just vaguely heard the guard saying that he would put his body in an ice room in the backyard—"

As soon as he finished saying the word "Li", Pei Zhao's figure in front of him flashed and disappeared.

Jin Ziwan: "..."

He was shocked for a moment, not only the formation, Pei Zhao's skill has also reached a level that is rare in the world!

But he didn't have the time to think about it now, and immediately followed Pei Zhao's afterimage to the ice room where the corpse was placed.

When Pei Zhao stopped, Jin Ziwan was already half dead from exhaustion, and began to gasp for breath while leaning on a tree.

This Pei Zhao's footwork is too fast!Rao Jin Ziwan has to be a master of Qinggong? He hangs his breath and runs desperately so as not to be left behind.

Is there a guard at the door? The guards are guarding, are there any guards? After experiencing the great battle 80 years ago, I didn’t know the news that the dead body had reappeared, so I naturally thought that he was dead now, just outside the ice room Farewell? The heavy lock left.

But now, the lock is broken, and the door of the ice room is also open. When the night wind blows, the door will shake back and forth.

Pei Zhao's figure froze for a moment, turned around, and looked at Jin Ziwan with those black and white eyes: "Where's the corpse?"

Jin Ziwan was shocked when he saw the lock and the door. He hurriedly adjusted his breathing, and said, "Could it be... someone robbed it?!"

Pei Zhao stepped forward, squatted down and looked at the broken lock, and Jin Ziwan was looking at the door of the ice room. After a while, the two of them came to a conclusion almost at the same time - the door was opened from the inside. Crashed, and so was the lock.

Jin Ziwan reacted quickly, as if a cold snap ran down his back, causing him to shiver in the middle of the night, and raised an absurd guess: "The rigor...was actually a fake death?"

Pei Zhao's lips were drawn into a line, and after looking at the sky, he said after a while, "After sunrise, you, Zhaohong, and Gu Yin, come to my room."

After speaking, he disappeared again? He disappeared without a trace.

Didn’t Jin Ziwan this time? Trying to chase him, he has something for himself? Self-knowledge, he was able to catch up just now because Pei Zhao deliberately slowed down. No matter which direction I went, I never saw clearly!

So he stood still and slowed down, guessing that Gu Zhaohong and Gu Yin were about to return from Ling Qiufeng's side, so he turned around and went straight back to the small courtyard.

After he left in front of the ice room, a person turned out from the woodshed next to the ice room.

His gaze was complicated, with both surprise and inexplicable meaning, he looked at the damaged door of the ice room, then at the place where Jin Ziwan turned and left, and muttered to himself: "So you are really here?" this……"

"—Jin, Zi, Wan!"

***

When Gu Zhaohong and Gu Yin returned to the courtyard, the sun had just broken.

As soon as Gu Zhaohong opened the door, he saw Jin Jinwan, who was lying on the table and asleep with his arms pillowed on his head.

His heart softened, as if a kitten was patting it with a soft pad.

Gu Zhaohong stepped forward and placed a feather-light kiss on Jin Ziwan's forehead: "Why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

Jin Ziwan was awakened by him. He had actually been waiting for Gu Zhaohong to come back, but recently, he was told by Grandmaster Hua to go to bed early. He was so sleepy that he lay down on the table and fell asleep in a daze.

Hearing Gu Zhaohong's voice, he didn't even have time to answer this question, but said: "The rigor is gone."

Gu Zhaohong's eyes widened when he heard the words: "What do you mean... gone?!"

"Literally," Jin Zi didn't get enough sleep at night, and his temples felt a little tingling. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples to soothe them, and said, "What did I think when I came back last night? No, so I went to see Grandmaster Pei. We immediately went to the ice room where the corpse was stored, but the door was wide open, the lock was broken, it was knocked open from the inside, and the zombie... disappeared."

Gu Zhaohong stood up abruptly, and hurried out: "I'm going to tell Master Ling to strengthen the guards of the Wulin League. If Zombies run out of the Wulin League and into the city, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Just as Jin Ziwan was about to hold him back, he heard a familiar voice in the yard: "No need, I've checked it in the All Martial Arts League, and there is no corpse corpse."

——It's Pei Zhao.

The door of their room was not closed, and the two of them could be seen as soon as they turned around? Pei Zhao, who was standing in the yard, was covered in dew, probably just came back.

Pei Zhao looked a little tired: "I checked every corner, but there is nothing? I saw a dead figure, but there is a big hole in a fence in the back mountain, leading directly to the outside of the city."

Jin Ziwan just wanted to hold Gu Zhaohong back because he wanted to tell him that Pei Zhao had gone to investigate.

Gu Zhaohong was even more anxious: "If the corpse ran out, wouldn't the people in the city be in more danger?"

Pei Zhao shook his head: "The mud cow has entered the sea, so I can't find it."

Can Pei Zhao's skills be found? They don't even think about it.

Gu Zhaohong frowned, really worried.

If the zombies appeared in the wilderness outside the city, that would be fine, but if they entered the city, the people in the city would be in danger!

Can……

Gu Zhaohong really couldn't figure it out: "What's the matter with the dead body? Could it be that it's really fake death?"

Pei Zhao let out a breath and flicked his sleeves: "Call Gu Yin and come to my room."

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