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Chapter 64 Bloody Mud Statue

The moment Xu Yuan saw the gun being raised, he had already cut off the flesh and blood tentacles wrapped around him with a knife, held the umbrella in front of him, and quickly dodged behind the wall.

A heat wave carrying countless marbles shot over.

The half-burned flesh monster was beaten into a sieve on the spot.

There were frequent crackling sounds from the two wooden doors of the courtyard, and more than a dozen bullets flew into the courtyard and hit the windows and walls of the main room.

Xu Yuan dodged most of them, only a few grazed his left arm, leaving a few bloody streaks!
A stiff and numb feeling came from the wound. Xu Yuan looked down and saw that the wound had begun to turn blue and the blood flowing out had turned black.

"The bullets are even poisoned. How sinister!"

Xu Yuan rushed out with an umbrella, but saw that after a shot was fired, the driver stood there motionless.

The rain soaked the painting on its body, and the recoil of the gun cracked the wet part, revealing the dark red flesh inside.

The flesh and blood suddenly lost its vitality, sliding down piece by piece, and soon piled up into a pool on the ground!
The flesh and blood was very mixed, and Xu Yuan saw broken parts of snakes, rats, cats, dogs, birds, etc.

When the manipulators behind the scenes saw that the assassination failed, they simply gave up on them.

Xu Yuan held up his umbrella vigilantly and glanced at the alley outside. In the end, he did not come out. Instead, he retreated cautiously, burned the flesh and blood monster inside the door to ashes, then dragged the man with the gun in and turned around to close the gate.

The gate of the courtyard was made of an old wooden board three fingers thick, and was riddled with transparent holes!

After returning to the house, Xu Yuan took out the medicine pills to detoxify and heal the wounds.

"It's starting now..." Xu Yuan's face was solemn.

……

Uncle Mao came out wearing a straw hat and a raincoat.

Without even looking at the blood and flesh on the ground or the broken carriage, he followed the "traces" that only he could see.

His face was filled with sorrow and anger.

……

The real Old Yan's carriage was still moving slowly in the rain.

It was still drizzling when he came out, but it got heavier and heavier. Old Yan gradually felt uneasy, so he stretched out his hand from under his sleeve and counted with his knuckles.

"Not good!" Old Yan's expression changed drastically, and he said to the car door: "Go back, go back immediately!"

……

Mr. Gao, holding a bundle in his arms, left his house and went out of the city through the north gate.

Chen Liangxuan's men followed behind in a horse-drawn carriage covered with oilcloth, with five corpses underneath.

There is also a wooden box belonging to Mr. Gao.

The bundle in Mr. Gao's arms looked a little strange, very much like... a swaddling cloth for a baby.

After leaving the city, the rain got heavier, the sky and the earth were filled with gloomy energy, and the things in the bag suddenly struggled and twisted.

Mr. Gao patted her gently, like coaxing a baby to sleep, and murmured, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's almost here."

But he used all his strength to hold the bag tightly with his arms, and veins on his arms were bulging!
The baby in his arms made a fuss three times along the way, and Mr. Gao struggled more and more each time.

Finally, they arrived at a ruin four miles outside the city.

There is no intact house here anymore, only some broken walls and ruins overgrown with weeds.

But its vast area shows that it was at its peak in the past.

Mr. Gao's group of "intruders" alarmed many snakes, rats, and wild foxes taking shelter from the rain.

At this point, the swaddling clothes suddenly became "quiet".

Mr. Gao carefully identified and searched and came to the location of the "main hall" of this ruin.

After pulling out the weeds and pushing aside a few broken pieces of wood, the "altar" of that year was finally roughly cleared out.

Then he carefully opened the swaddling clothes and took out a broken clay figure from it.

The clay figure was no longer recognizable, and the paint had faded and faded, leaving it looking dull and lifeless. Mr. Gao ordered the casual crowd, "Bring them all here."

Chen Liangxuan's men were trembling with fear all the way. When they went out, it was just a drizzle, but they didn't expect that the rain would get heavier as they walked.

It is forbidden to go near the river today. It is raining so heavily that leaving the city is like sending yourself into the mouth of evil.

Several times along the way, they felt something trying to emerge from the puddles on the roadside.

But it seemed to be afraid of something. After causing a few strange splashes of water, it became silent again.

But it was too late to regret by then.

They turned around and ran back, but without Mr. Gao to calm them down, the monster in the water jumped out and ate them.

With trembling legs, they carried the body and the box over.

Mr. Gao opened the box and took out various "tools".

First, use a ball of red thread to tie up the five bodies using a special method.

Among the people sent by Chen Liangxuan, the leader was a manager named Liu, who was also Mr. Chen's "death warrior".

When Manager Liu saw this technique, he understood that this was to seal the soul of the deceased back into the body.

Mr. Gao picked up the knife and axe beside him and chopped at the corpse.

Mr. Gao had a calm expression on his face, but within just the time it took to stick up an incense stick, he had completely chopped up the five corpses!
Blood and flesh splattered all over him, but he remained calm.

The people under Manager Liu were so frightened that they dared not say a word.

Mr. Gao scooped up the meat paste with both hands and spread it on the clay figure.

Handful after handful, the clay was reshaped into a statue!
The raindrops fell with a patter, but they could not disperse the new statue.

A servant, his lips trembling, mustered up the courage to whisper to Manager Liu, "Boss Liu, can we leave now?"

Before Manager Liu could answer, Mr. Gao turned around, looked at everyone, and smiled.

Everyone then noticed that Mr. Gao's lower body had merged with the unused meat paste at some point!
The upper body was still human, covered in blood and flesh.

The lower body has melted into a carpet of flesh, wriggling constantly, as if taking root and growing!
He now looks like a terrifying monster!

Two fox heads popped up on a small mound in the distance. They had just taken shelter from the rain under a collapsed wall in the ruins, but were startled by Mr. Gao and his party and fled.

But being curious by nature, it did not go far. When it stuck its head out to take a look, it was immediately frightened so much that the fox fur all over its body stood up.

"What the hell is this?"

"Weirder than us!"

"Run, run, run!"

"The city is too dangerous. Let's go back to the mountains and seek refuge with our two aunts..."

In the ruins, countless red silk threads quickly stretched out from the flesh blanket on Mr. Gao's lower body, tying up Manager Liu and everyone else and hanging them up.

"what--"

Everyone was terrified: "Liu Tou'er, quickly tell him that we are family..."

Manager Liu's expression was somewhat stiff. He did not answer anyone, but sighed and accepted his fate.

On the statue rebuilt by Mr. Gao, the flesh and blood began to wriggle like countless earthworms.

The flesh and blood on Mr. Gao's lower body also grew upwards. Mr. Gao found that he could not suppress it anymore and showed a bit of surprise: "This thing... is so powerful!"

He hooked his finger and the hung man flew into his hand. Amid the man's desperate and terrified screams, he bit the man's neck!
After drinking enough blood, the flesh blanket under its body was temporarily satisfied and no longer eroded upwards.

However, a dense dark red blood thread grew on Mr. Gao's skin!
"Since you are filled with hatred, why don't you seek revenge?" Mr. Gao said to the statue, "I have rebuilt your body using the flesh and blood and souls of genuine Ming Dynasty citizens. The Ming Dynasty's talismans can no longer stop you..."

　Happy holidays everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)