The huge floating corpse was clearly an entity, that is, not a ghost.

But Wang Wen said that his ex-wife had been cremated!

Monk Yuanzhi was a little confused, "Did you burn the wrong person?" ”

Wang Wen swallowed his saliva, looking confused, "I, I don't know, it's been more than ten years, my ex-wife's clothes at that time were soaked, and her body was swollen like steamed buns, so she couldn't recognize it, so she took it out and sent it to the crematorium to burn!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the huge corpse seemed to have eaten very well, and suddenly there was a buzzing laughter, and the head and hair "beeped" into the swollen and fat body.

Zhou Fengchen looked at each other, what do you mean? Whack-a-mole?

"Wow-"

The huge corpse's head popped out again, but it was ...... But strangely changed to another head, a flat-headed young man, with a blue face and black eyes, carrying a large bucket and digging and eating with his hands.

This terrifying change is really incomprehensible.

Zhang 13 said in a deep voice: "This thing should be called Ghost Shiva, living by devouring the corpse of the fallen water, eating a person with a head, very evil, it is certain that Wang Wen burned the wrong person, but this thing is only heard to be on the side of the Yellow River, I don't know how this small river also exists, if this thing spreads bacteria, I am afraid that the whole city will break out of the plague, let's do it!"

The three words "let's do it" were a bit big, and the "ghost Shiva" looked at it and screamed "woo".

The six ghost boys and Xiaobao seemed to have heard the order, put down the iron bucket, and all of them had blue tendons in their heads, and they rushed towards them wrapped in a thick yin qi.

"Ahh

"Leave it to me!"

Zhang Shisan's middle finger and index finger of his right hand were put together, and he shook it, "Out!" ”

Whoosh –

A small sword flew out of his arms, braving the bitter cold, the grass around him shook, the air twisted, and struck the seven ghost children in a flash.

"Leave Xiaobao!" Yuan Zhi monk hurriedly shouted.

"Yes!"

Poof, poof......

Except for Xiaobao, the other six ghost boys were vulnerable, and they didn't even have time to scream, they were instantly smashed by the small sword's natal magic weapon, and their flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground, and their souls were scattered.

Xiaobao had already arrived at this time, grinning and his eyes were red.

Zhou Fengchen took a step forward and slapped it away, "Xiaobao!" ”

Xiaobao fell to the ground, rolled around a few times before stopping, and when he heard the shout, he looked up, and the hideousness on his face slowly disappeared, "Dad? ”

Zhou Fengchen frowned and said, "It's me!"

"Daddy!" Xiao Baowei screamed, as if he wanted to throw himself into Zhou Fengchen's arms.

Zhou Fengchen was depressed, ate a mouthful of rotten human flesh, threw a hammer, pinched its neck, and threw it to the Yuanzhi monk, "Go to your uncle!" ”

The Yuanzhi monk caught it with a confused face, and was rubbed with a piece of flesh.

At this moment, the "ghost Shiva" screamed angrily.

Twenty or thirty heads popped out of the neck, both men and women, young and old, and one of them was Wang Wen's ex-wife.

Each head opened its big mouth and spit out a black and rich black gas, and went straight to the side of a few people, and smelled a strong poisonous aura from a distance, only afraid that it would be highly poisonous.

Zhang Shisan's natal magic weapon small sword had not yet been withdrawn, and he immediately waved it, "Hurry!" ”

Buzz –

The little sword was wrapped in a monstrous cold air, and it crushed it violently, and the black qi was too much to resist, and they all retreated, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

When the "ghost Shiva" saw it, dozens of heads roared in unison, and then the body slowly shrank back, shrunk a step, and spit out a human head with a flick, and spit out a human head with a flick.

Soon twenty or thirty heads were all vomited out, leaving only a lump of flesh with dense holes in the neck.

It's not just a head, there is a body under the head, but there are only limbs, no external organs, and it's full of slimy, porridge-like liquid.

Twenty or thirty "weirdos with heads" pounced on each other, woo-wow, wow, and the fingertips of their limbs slowly became sharp and long.

Zhou Fengchen was disgusted, "Damn! Thirteen, can you do it? No, I'm on! ”

"Why not?" Zhang Thirteen's handprint waved again.

The little sword let out a buzz, flashed, and stabbed.

But something strange happened-

Those "weirdos with heads" were not afraid of the little sword, and their bodies were slippery and could not be stabbed, at best they shook them back.

Soon pounced again!

"Holy?"

Zhang Shisan's face was embarrassed, "My natal magic weapon is fake?" ”

Seeing that those "weirdos" were about to pounce on him, the strong fishy smell also followed.

Zhou Fengchen stared at the lump of flesh by the river in the distance, thought about it, and put the middle finger and index finger of his right hand together, "Out!" ”

Buzz –

The blood flashed, and the "stick" flashed out, and the thick blood and evil qi carried a rolling momentum, which was better than Zhang Shisan's natal sword, and those "weird heads" were all shocked out, and the seven people who were grinding under the old locust tree in the distance were also shocked to the side.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first!"

Zhou Fengchen shouted, and then waved his handprint, "Hurry!" ”

The "stick" was wrapped in blood, and it flashed towards the lump of flesh.

The body was not slow to react, and it drilled into the river, but it was half a beat slower.

Rumble!

Smack-

A large lump of flesh suddenly turned into a mess of mud, and several thin and long bones inside were also shattered into knots.

"Whew-"

Twenty or thirty "head" weirdos screamed, fell to the ground in unison, and turned into dozens of pools of blood in the blink of an eye, leaving only their bare heads.

The head soon turned into a skull as well.

The scene was a mess, and the air was full of foul, fishy, and rotten stench.

It's a smell that no one can bear.

Wang Wen had already fainted, and the seven people who were grinding in the distance were also fainting.

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan each took back their natal magic weapons, but they couldn't help it, and ran to the side to retch, covering their noses.

Monk Yuanzhi held Xiaobao in one hand and squatted aside, already vomiting and couldn't vomit anymore.

Weiyang ran to the upwind in the distance early and stood.

It took a while for a few people to calm down.

Zhang Shisan scolded, "What the hell, disgusting dead people!" ”

Monk Yuanzhi casually threw Xiaobao aside as a ball, and also scolded: "This special thing is not scary, but it can also disgust people to death!"

Zhou Fengchen sighed, and a few of them rose and fell to the river, staring at the big puddle of mud, and then glancing at the dark river.

At this glance, I couldn't help but feel excited, and in the distance on the other side of the river, there was a gray-haired old man running fast with a crutch, and there was a black gas behind him when he took a step.

"Accomplices? Where to go? ”

Zhou Fengchen pinched the seal in his hand and pointed at it from afar, "Hurry!" ”

"Whoosh-"

The "stick" with a bloody light quickly struck.

In the blink of an eye, he reached behind the old man, and smashed down with a bang, and suddenly the earth flew and the grass and trees splashed everywhere.

"Ahh

The old man screamed and disappeared.

Zhou Fengchen immediately stepped on the water and ran over.

When I got to the front and took the "stick", I looked down and saw that the "stick" had smashed into the pit, and there was a shriveled human skin, which was rotten at this time.

Leaning over to pick it up, looking at the moonlight, I saw that the human skin was an old man of seventy or eighty years old, with a burst of tobacco smell on it, but there was no soul or blood.

This shows that the thing used the "golden cicada shelling" scheme, and the body ran away!

"What the hell?"

Zhang 13 also tread water and ran over.

Zhou Fengchen looked at the dark night around him, "I don't know, the body has run away!" ”