Chapter 31 Yin Corpse Poison

Understand what he did.

The middle-aged team member who had always disliked Jiang Shengping now looked even gloomier, as if water was about to drip out of his face.

The school girl with glasses was young and didn't care so much. She just pointed at him and cursed.

"Jiang Shengping! You're so stupid! I'll kill you!"

Although the curse was very dirty, it was not wrong considering what he did.

Yang Ping didn't say anything and just walked forward and punched him.

Jiang Shengping's curled up body was knocked to the ground, but this was obviously not enough.

What followed was a violent storm of punches and kicks.

The fight went on like this for more than ten minutes, and when everyone saw that it was almost over, they pulled the people apart.

After venting his anger, Yang Ping came to the fallen Jiang Shengping, panting, grabbed his collar and pulled him up.

Staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Why! You killed Master Xiong! And you almost killed everyone else!!"

Jiang Shengping just stared with his eyes wide open, and his throat made a crackling sound, as if he could hardly breathe.

His whole face turned a little purple.

This made Yang Ping frown, feeling that something was wrong.

Jiang Shengping hasn't spoken since a while ago, and his current state is very strange.

Although he took action to vent his anger, he knew the severity of the situation and did not attack the vital points.

As time went on, Jiang Shengping's symptoms became more and more serious. After just a dozen seconds, he started foaming at the mouth.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Li Qingfeng, who had been watching coldly, spoke.

"Didn't you notice? Look at his hands."

Everyone looked over when they heard this, and it was true.

A part of Jiang Shengping's arm had become shriveled and wrinkled, and had an unhealthy dark blue color.

"This is?!"

Yang Ping seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly pulled up his arm, holding it in front of his eyes and looking at it carefully.

Soon he saw a small bloodstain in this abnormally diseased area.

This made me feel shocked, and a bad association emerged in my mind.

He quickly stripped off Jiang Shengping's shirt and turned him over.

As expected, several wounds on the back had spread and now covered most of the back.

All that was seen was a sea of ​​dark blue wrinkles, making everyone frown.

"What's going on? We thoroughly disinfected and treated our wounds before getting in the car. Could this be some ancient bacteria from the tomb?"

Professor Gu was a little stunned and spoke with a puzzled tone.

"I'm afraid not, Professor Gu... don't these look familiar to you?"

Yang Ping's tone was a little low.

After hearing what he said, the others looked carefully at the miserable situation behind Jiang Shengping.

The next moment, the girl with glasses couldn't help but let out a scream, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

"Ah!! It's an Inferi! The same thing as on the Inferi..."

After he said this, the rest of the people suddenly woke up.

Yes, isn’t this the skin of a corpse?

It was shriveled and wrinkled, and also black and blue, but the color was not as dark as that of a corpse.

At this time, everyone understood the meaning of Yang Ping's words.

He quickly rolled up his sleeves and lifted his clothes to check the wounds on his body.

The result was despairing. The wounds on the three people had become healed without them knowing when.

I didn't feel anything at all. If this incident hadn't happened suddenly, I'm afraid no one would have noticed.

The schoolgirl with glasses looked at the shocking blue stain on her thigh and collapsed on the chair.

Tears welled up in his eyes and his voice began to choke.

"It's over~ Are we all going to die? I don't want to die yet~ I haven't found a boyfriend~ Wuuuu~"

Yang Ping wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

At this time, Professor Gu, who was still able to remain calm, patted the girl next to him on the shoulder and wanted to say something.

But the next moment, his eyes bulged, he clutched his chest tightly, and his face visibly lost color. This was almost exactly the same as Jiang Shengping's symptoms just now.

Obviously, the poison from the Yin corpse is extremely strong. I am afraid that before long, the remaining people will not be spared.

At this moment, the sound of something heavy colliding attracted everyone's attention.

Yang Ping turned his head and looked behind him, and found that Li Qingfeng had stood up at some point.

He was taking off the sword case from behind and holding it upside down in his hand.

This action reminded him of something.

He spoke with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Friend Li...what are you going to do?"

Li Qingfeng didn't ignore him, but just glanced at the other four people with a cold gaze.

"Can't you see? They are turning into Inferi. What I have to do is, of course, exorcise the demons."

Although I had expected this, I couldn't help but feel my throat tighten when I heard the coldness in the other person's tone and what he wanted to do.

As for the two schoolmates who were still conscious, they were trembling with fear.

They had seen Li Qingfeng's strength, let alone in this small compartment.

Even if they were in the open air, there was no chance of survival for them.

If the other party is determined to eliminate the demon today, then we will definitely be doomed.

Watching Li Qingfeng walk step by step towards the people huddled in the corner, Yang Ping was so anxious that cold sweat broke out.

He quickly reached out to stop him.

"Wait, Fellow Daoist Li! Maybe there's another way! Look, they haven't turned into corpses yet, right? Maybe they can still be saved!"

Li Qingfeng did not answer, but did not attack again.

Instead, he stood still, looking at Yang Ping and waiting for his next move.

At this time, Yang Ping felt overwhelmed, and his head was frantically recalling various medical knowledge and folk legends.

However, there is still no clue about this Yinshi virus.

But just when he was extremely anxious, his hand touched a hard object in his pocket.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through my mind.

Yang Ping quickly pulled out two booklets from his pocket and directly skipped the one that said "Secret Art of Cultivation".

Instead, he directly flipped through another book called "Ghost Hunting Tips".

Li Qingfeng, who was standing by, saw him take out a booklet.

He was still flipping through the pages quickly, his eyes full of curiosity.

But when I think of myself on the mountain.

The repeated warnings in the ancient books about not passing on the information to outsiders helped to suppress my curiosity.

On Yang Ping's side, his eyes were frantically filtering out various information.

As the pages of the book turned, all kinds of strange and bizarre stories and experiences flashed before his eyes.

Suddenly, the hand that was turning the pages quickly stopped.

A bold name written in brush appeared before my eyes.

(Inferi)
Next to it was a small portrait of a corpse painted with crude techniques.

The painting style is somewhat abstract, but the characteristics can still be seen.

White eyeballs and dark blue skin covered with wrinkles.

It was undoubtedly the corpse he had seen in the ancient tomb.

Yang Ping's excitement at this moment was beyond words, and he carefully read the text below.

"Yin refers to corpses. Corpses are objects that gather Yin and evil. If a newly deceased person is placed in a place with dense Yin energy, it will easily attract wild souls and residual spirits. If it is a ghost with some spiritual power, it will enter the corpse and control the corpse..."

"...If a corpse is buried in a place where yin gathers and there is no ghost possessing it, it will continuously absorb yin energy. This yin energy will accumulate in the corpse, and it will not decay..."

“…Once the entire corpse is soaked in Yin Qi, it will transform into a Yin corpse, and will awaken when it encounters evil spirits.”

As Yang Ping read this, he recalled the scene before the corpses chased him, and groups of corpses suddenly came to life.

I'm afraid this is what is called awakening from evil spirits, but as for where the evil spirits come from, it is unknown.

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