"Where are all the dead here?" Yang Ling asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Carlos shrugged, "It's all cremated, there's a big pit in front, I'll take you to see it!"

So Carlos and three soldiers opened the way in front, Yang Ling and a group of people followed, and walked about five hundred meters forward, and sure enough, a big pit for washing golden sand appeared in front of him, the water in the sand pit had long dried up, leaving only a pile of burned wood and pitch-black sand, and some of the corpses that had not been completely burned were still half-buried in the ashes, washed by the rain, revealing countless black bones, which looked shocking.

Yang Ling let go of his divine thoughts and felt it, and did not feel the existence of that cyan thing from the bones of the big pit, one possibility was burned, the other possibility was that he ran away, and the probability of running away accounted for 90%, because the possibility of a spirit-level creature being burned to death by ordinary fire was almost zero.

And run, where can these things go?

The scanning range of Yang Ling's divine consciousness continued to zoom in, enveloping the surrounding thousands of kilometers in divine thoughts, and after a while, he said, "General Carlos, there seems to be an abandoned town in front of you, you don't know the situation there?"

Carlos looked at Yang Ling with some surprise, then took out a folded and crumpled map from his pocket and looked at it and said, "Yes, there is indeed a small town called Santa Cruen a few kilometers ahead, where those damn gold diggers and poachers gather, but after the large-scale outbreak of the epidemic, we have patrolled by helicopter a few times, and it seems that everyone has run out!"

"Let's go, let's take a look!"

So a group of people got into the flying car again, and a few minutes later, a small town hidden in a large withered forest appeared in front of everyone.

This town is not small, a potholed street, on both sides are houses made of rough logs, the roof is covered with felt or plastic tarpaulins of various colors, and there are asbestos ditch tiles, the whole town is full of a simple and rough atmosphere, because it is close to the border of the three countries, it should have been very lively before the outbreak of the epidemic, a large number of guerrillas, drug dealers, gangsters, gold diggers, poachers, etc. will gather here, but now it is quiet and terrible, no one can see it, not even an ant can be seen on the ground.

"We don't have safety suits with us today, so let's just take a look outside, and how about we come back tomorrow to take a closer look after we've made arrangements?" Standing far away from the town, Carlos and the three soldiers hesitated to go any further.

Yang Ling walked towards one of the houses as if he hadn't heard, and Ding Cong and a group of them followed without any scruples, giggling and discussing as they walked.

"General Carlos, you just wait outside, don't go far, we'll come out in a while!" Gong Quansheng turned his head and instructed Zhao Fanlong after speaking, "Protect them!"

Zhao Fanlong muttered dissatisfied: "Why me?"

Gong Quansheng's eyes widened: "It's not you, it's still me, this is an order!"

"Yes~!" Zhao Fanlong touched his heel weakly, and then glanced at the big-bellied general with a lot of resentment, and sat lazily on a sawn stump.

There was a faint fishy smell floating in the air, similar to the smell of the liquid that the zombie had spit out a few days ago.

Yang Ling's divine sense had already shrouded the entire town, and he could see every brick and tile clearly, and there were corpses in some rooms, but what made him strange was that these people had been dead for more than a year, and they hadn't even decayed, except that their skin had turned gray, they looked no different from ordinary people, and even their skin hadn't become dry.

"Squeak~"

Yang Ling waved his hand slightly, a faint aura flickered, the wooden door was pushed open, and the room was very dark, but it had no impact on Yang Ling and Ding Cong at all, not only did they have excellent eyesight now, but they could see clearly even in the dark, and they almost didn't need to see with their eyes now.

"Douzi go in and get the corpse inside!" Yang Ling said subconsciously covering his nose.

"Damn, for Mao is me?" Dou Yuntao rolled his eyes and jumped up.

Yu Qiang: "You are the fattest!"

Chu Yuan: "You eat the most!"

Dou Yuntao grabbed Yu Qiang's neck: "Fat uncle, what's wrong with Lao Tzu's fatness?

"Foolish fart, go!" Ding Cong put his foot on Dou Yuntao's buttocks, poof, Dou Yuntao rolled in, and in the eyes of everyone, he lay directly on a corpse, almost mouth-to-mouth.

"Vomit~~"

Dou Yuntao almost squirted out the big lobster he ate a few days ago, and with a wave of his hand, the corpse in the room flew out of the door, and then the person also pounced, "Lao Tzu fought with you!"

However, while he was still in the air, he saw three guys rubbing his fists and grinding his palms, and Dou Yuntao immediately withered.

The corpse smashed to the ground with a pop, in an extremely distorted posture, and Carlos and the three soldiers who saw this situation from a distance couldn't help but twitch their cheeks and couldn't stop, these Chinese are simply terrible, they don't want their lives, who dares to touch these dead people now, the legend is that they will die if they touch it.

Yang Ling pressed his finger on a corpse and felt it for a moment, then said with a smile: "Stand back, I'll perform a magic trick for everyone!"

Ding Cong suddenly became interested, took a few steps back to reveal a gap, Yang Ling immediately put a large amount of spiritual energy into the corpse, a few seconds later, I saw that this corpse, which had been dead for an unknown amount of time, began to twitch in his hands, feet, and body, and twisted his neck, and then began to squirt blue-gray liquid from his mouth and nose, and then trembled more and more, like a person constantly struggling.

"Whew~"

The corpse sat up suddenly, and its eyes opened, revealing a pair of cyan eyes without pupils.

"~~" Several goods took a few steps back in fright.

At this time, Yang Ling immediately cut off the input of spiritual energy, and immediately saw dense gray silk threads drilling out of the skin of the corpse, just like the hair of a female ghost in a horror movie, and then twisted into strands of hemp rope and rolled towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's body shook and he retreated seven or eight meters away.

This barren mountain is not in the laboratory, Yang Ling can rest assured and bold to experiment with the ideas in his heart.

As Yang Ling retreated, these hemp rope-like things grew out of about four or five meters and then stopped growing, and as if they had lost their goal, they began to swing around aimlessly, like a root and a beard, and like countless tentacles, and after half a minute, they spread out into dense silk threads floating in the air and rolling and dancing everywhere, the whole corpse looked like a monster covered with long hair, and actually got up from the ground in front of everyone, and then twisted his arms and buttocks, and limped towards Chu Yuan with his crooked neck.