Journey to the head

The red coffin behind him fell into silence. The living corpse of the strange baby in front of him just blocked the door and did not dare to enter. Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Bet right.

However, safety is still not guaranteed.

I took advantage of a loophole in the rules, but will this loophole exist for a long time? Will there be more weird changes to close the loophole?

Hearing the piercing screams of the strange baby, he felt really unsure.

Also, although the strange baby couldn't come in, it had no intention of leaving. Even the dozens of arms, legs and feet supporting the corpse mound were lowered, completely blocking the door.

The strange baby's slender tongue danced in the air, and its vicious eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Yu.

If you go out, you will die. If you stay here, you may face more unexpected changes and a dilemma.

But Wang Yu took a few deep breaths, ignored the strange baby who was watching eagerly outside the house, and slowly sat down against the red coffin.

He took a few sips of water from his storage bag, swallowed another pill, leaned against the coffin, and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.

For now, the only way to survive is to stay calm and work hard to recover.

Half an hour later, Wang Yu opened his eyes, and his spiritual power and consciousness recovered. The good news is that nothing has changed in the stone house, but the bad news is that the strange baby is still blocking the door and has not moved even an inch.

Wang Yu stood up, and the strange baby's eyes followed him as he walked around the red coffin.

There are only thirteen days left for my opportunity. According to the progress of walking more than ten miles on the mountain road in more than three hours, thirteen days will be very tight for the next few hundred miles, and may not even be enough.

If it continues to be wasted, the foundation building will definitely fail. In this case, it is better to fight to the death.

The strange baby's eyes suddenly changed. They were full of resentment and hatred just now, but now they suddenly turned into confusion, and then turned into deep fear.

Because he saw that the Wuqu puppet had stood in front of the red coffin, holding the Fang Tianji high in his hand!

The strange baby's face was full of fear, and it let out a sharp howl. The corpse was in a hurry, dancing back and forth.

oh? Are you afraid too?

Wang Yu smiled, but at the moment when Fang Tianji was about to swing down, a low hum suddenly came from the air!

I saw dozens of rays of light flying into the sky more than ten miles away, fleeing in panic, led by two Foundation-building Taoist priests.

Wang Yu was shocked. Everyone knew the rule of not flying in the Jedi. It was thought that these monks had encountered something too terrifying and irresistible, so they had no choice but to escape by flying.

However, the cloud miasma in the sky began to churn violently, and black dots rushed out from it. Accompanied by bursts of buzzing sounds, they surrounded the flying monks.

Wang Yu stared intently for a few breaths, and then he saw clearly that those black spots turned out to be human heads!

A pair of insect-like wings emerged from the ear canal of the human head, vibrating rapidly, and then flew quickly with the human head.

The flying heads gathered and swirled like dark clouds, instantly surrounding the dozens of escaping lights. The two foundation-building escaping lights struggled to flash a few times, but were quickly extinguished. Then, the monk's flesh and blood body fell down like rain, hitting the ground with a rustling sound.

The smell of billowing blood came over, and the strange baby licked his lips greedily, then looked at the red coffin under the Fangtian Halberd in horror, controlled the corpse mound, moved its limbs, and stumbled towards the place where the flesh and blood fell.

After a while, there was silence outside the stone house, and there were no more living corpses.

Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he had escaped this disaster. He didn't want to open the red coffin unless he had to. Judging from the strange baby's reaction, the origin of the master in the coffin might be shockingly important. After pondering for a moment, he gave up the idea of ​​using the "B" size puppet. It was originally a goshawk puppet, with both reconnaissance and combat functions, but flying would attract strange heads or greater terror, so a goshawk that couldn't fly, or couldn't fly too high, was of little use.

Just when he walked out of the stone house, determined the direction, and planned to move on, the sad call rang out again.

"Son, daddy is here to look for you! Come and meet daddy!"

It's Old Man Yang!

Wang Yu turned around and saw this old monk walking over with three unsteady steps. His voice was hoarse and his steps were difficult. His eyes were fixedly looking ahead. It looked like he couldn't hold on much longer.

However, Wang Yu was slightly shocked that he actually walked through the mountain path peacefully despite shouting like this.

After looking at him for a few times, Wang Yu couldn't help but said: "Old man, in your current state, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive for long. How can you find your son? This stone house is relatively safe. You can use this to adjust your breath and recover." "

I thought that Old Man Yang would turn a blind eye to me, but he actually turned his head slightly, glanced at Wang Yu with turbid eyes, and nodded.

Old Man Yang got closer and closer, and you could almost smell the rotten smell on his body. This old monk was almost exhausted.

Watching him walk into the stone house, Wang Yu said again: "My father-in-law, there is something strange about the coffin in this stone house. Please stay away. If there is any movement in a while, or if the stone house grows again, you should leave quickly." "

Old Man Yang sat down with difficulty, took a breath, and grinned: "Thank you, young man."

Wang Yu nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when Old Man Yang whispered: "Young man, you are fast on your feet. If you see my son in front of you, can you tell me that his father is here to see him?" .”

When he said this, his eyes were in a trance. He did not face Wang Yu, but spoke to the air. He was obviously mentally disturbed.

"My son's name is Chang Geng. He is easy to recognize. He has a large red birthmark on his forehead."

Wang Yu sighed and was not prepared to entangle any more. He nodded: "Okay, I will pay attention."

An excited look appeared on Old Man Yang's wrinkled face. He suddenly made a silence gesture, and then in a very low voice, continued to speak into the air in front of him: "Let me tell you a secret, the corpses here can move!"

Wang Yu burst into laughter, thinking to himself that living corpses would of course move. The old monk was really confused. When he was about to leave, he heard him say again: "Not only can they move, they can also eat people!"

"Right in front of me, one, two, three... seven people were eaten!"

"It's really scary. I have to find Chang Geng quickly and let him go home quickly!"

"Fortunately, they didn't want to eat the old man's flesh, so they let me go."

Wang Yu suddenly turned around. He looked at the dying and lifeless old monk and gathered messages one by one.

These living corpses are most likely only interested in fresh flesh! They don't seem to be cannibalistic, nor do they eat half-dead people like the old monk who are about to reach their end of life and are full of death energy.

In the next few hundred miles, life may lie here! (End of chapter)