Chapter Ninety-Three: The Ghost Wakes Up
"What's going on?" Hu Hansan immediately asked Xiang Mozhi.
Mo Zhiyu already had a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately lifted his mask and said, "They are going to wake up, let's escape!" Then he led the four men to flee towards the entrance of the village, bypassing the people who were standing one by one, and at last he came to the entrance of the village, and saw three other people: Wuhuan, and two other Sadumen, one of whom seemed to be wounded, and the other who carried him on his back.
And Wuhuan was holding a sword in his hand, and there were black blood stains on the blade.
A head gurgled and rolled to the feet of Mo Zhiyu, he looked down and saw that half of the mask on this face was gone, revealing half of the gray-white face behind the mask, this face was full of horror, densely covered with scars, it should have been dead for a long, long time.
He raised his head sharply, glared at Wuhuan in front of him, and scolded: "You idiot! ”
Wuhuan said this as soon as he saw Mo Zhiyu reunite, of course he couldn't get angry, and was about to speak, but he saw four other people behind him.
"Run for your life!" Mo Zhiyu shouted, but he didn't give the so-called reunion time, and fled in the direction of the open space with a group of people. Because no matter how you go, you will reach the open space, so it is better to flee there.
"Dead man......" The village chief stood in the crowd, repeating this sentence, and suddenly, he slowly raised his hand and pressed the mask on his face.
"I'm dead......"
The mask crumbled in the palm of his hand, revealing a gray and hideous face, the corners of his eyes wrinkled like scales, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the awakened demon roared and opened its fangs.
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Mo Zhiyu led the people forward, but he heard the drum, he had always thought that the drum was coming from the entrance of the village, but now, they were far away from the village, and the drum was still there, it seemed to be far away, and when he ran to the clearing, the drum was all the while, from the top of the mountain.
And he finally saw the sunrise of this world. With the rumbling of drums, the darkness began to dispel from the top of the mountain, and the sun shone down, which was so sacred. And as soon as he turned around, he saw endless zombies chasing from the mountains and forests, from the avenues, and from the darkness.
"And now? No way! Hu Hansan shouted breathlessly.
"Climb!" Mo Zhiyu pointed upwards and shouted.
"What?" Hu Hansan almost didn't catch his breath, "This is a cliff." ”
"You have to climb the cliff, or you will all die!" Mo Zhiyu immediately summoned the meow ball, which scared Hu Hansan to the ground at once.
At this time, everyone had arrived, and Mo Zhiyu immediately beckoned the Sadumen and Luo Bingqian over there: "The meow ball can fly, little junior sister, you take this injured brother to sit on the meow ball." ”
Luo Bingqian immediately nodded, and together with the other Sadumen, moved the wounded man to the back of Meow Ball. Mo Zhiyu took out the ink knife and said to Wuhuan very unceremoniously: "You idiot, now break off with me, let the teachers and nephews climb up first!" ”
Wuhuan couldn't bear it anymore this time, and glared angrily at Mo Zhi: "Although you are a senior uncle, you can't be so insulting!" ”
Mo Zhiyu snorted coldly: "Do you know what you did? ”
Wuhuan was speechless for a moment.
Mo Zhiyu immediately said: "Isn't it an idiot to know nothing? ”
"You!" Wuhuan was furious, and at this time, Luo Bingqian shouted from behind: "Senior brother! ”
Mo Zhiyu no longer paid attention to Wu Huan, and looked back at Luo Bingqian, she had already sat firmly on the meow ball and helped the wounded, Mo Zhiyu immediately said: "Let's go first, and we will meet in a while!" ”
"Good!" At this critical moment, Luo Bingqian no longer hesitated, patted the meow ball, and let it take off. Hu Hansan is a smart man, he is the weakest, so naturally he can't hold back, so he immediately grabbed the vines hanging down from the mountain wall, and climbed up with his hands and feet.
Azule and Rui Dizhi rushed to Mo Zhiyu's side with swords and said, "Second Uncle, we are here to help you!" ”
"Let's go, you're not as fast as I am!" Mo Zhiyu pushed them away, "Don't disrupt my plans!" Have you forgotten what I said earlier? ”
Although Azule and Rui Dizhi hesitated, seeing that Mo Zhiyu was so resolute, they also put away their swords, turned around and ran towards the mountain wall. Then Mo Zhiyu looked at Wuhuan who was looking at this side, and said very unceremoniously: "Look at what, look at you!" ”
Wu Huan's heart was on fire, but after listening to Mo Zhiyu's words, he subconsciously turned around, and saw that those zombies had climbed the high platform, coming so fast. Wuhuan let out a low snort, swung his sword and rushed forward, killing all the anger towards the zombies.
Mo Zhiyu had also joined the battle with a knife, he looked at Wuhuan's appearance, and scolded "idiot" in his heart, but still reminded him loudly: "Save some strength, these things can't be killed, we still have to climb the mountain in a while!" ”
Wuhuan looked back at his companions who were climbing the mountain, as well as the mountain that was straight into the clouds, he swung his sword and cut off the head of a zombie, and whispered: "Got it!" ”
Zombies are constantly rushing, and the strength of Mo Zhiyu and Wuhuan alone can't hold this open space, the more zombies are killed, and the corpses are piled up more and more, and the rich bloody aura alone almost makes the two of them dizzy. The battle circle between the two shrank smaller and smaller, and they were about to retreat to the bottom of the mountain wall when they saw it.
Mo Zhiyu cut off a zombie's head with a knife, and kicked the head out like a football with a single kick, and the head spun up to sweep down a group of zombies. Only then did he have time to look back at the rest of the people climbing the mountain, they were all people with Yuan Li, and the climbing speed was naturally faster than ordinary people, which looked straight to the mountain wall of the clouds, they had already climbed a third, and the meow ball was faster, and it was halfway up the mountain.
So he could finally put his mind at ease and shouted at Wuhuan: "You climb up quickly." ”
Wuhuan slashed three zombies with a sword, and shouted without looking back: "What are you going to do?" I can't leave you, uncle! ”
"If you don't climb, I'll crawl!" Mo Zhiyu is not a person who will take into account any chivalrous spirit at such a time, put down this sentence, and reflexively ran towards the mountain wall. Wuhuan didn't expect Mo Zhiyu to be so direct, and quickly swung out a sword qi to slash down a zombie in front of him, and also turned around and ran towards the mountain wall.
Mo Zhiyu grabbed a few vines, stepped on the clouds, his body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped up ten meters in three strokes, and then he stabilized his body and looked down to check the situation. Naturally, those zombies had already rushed under the mountain wall, but Mo Zhiyu originally thought that these unintelligent guys would not be able to climb the mountain, but he didn't expect that stupid zombies had a stupid way.
They only knew that they had to pounce, so they all rushed to the mountain wall, the first wave of zombies rushed to the bottom of the mountain wall and couldn't climb up, the next wave of zombies stepped on the shoulders of the previous wave of zombies and climbed up, and in less than a while, they piled up a hill, and the upward trend was extremely fast, and they were about to catch up with Wuhuan.