Dorm Duo Survival: What Did You Do to the School Beauty?

"Senior brother, this corpse-controlling bell is a magical artifact used to control ordinary zombies. As long as you don't remove the talisman on their heads, you can easily control them."

After handing the map and compass to Lin Yuan, the young man took out a palm-sized copper bell and pointed to the ordinary zombies behind the carriage.

Lin Yuan took the copper bell and tried shaking it.

The next moment, the zombies jumped in place, appearing to be very easy to control.

interesting......

Lin Yuan nodded and handed the Corpse Control Bell to An Xin.

"Ring ring!"

Suddenly, a clear, crisp sound of a copper bell came from the carriage carrying the blood coffin.

Upon hearing this commotion, the group of young people dressed in white coats present became serious and bowed respectfully to Lin Yuan.

"Wishing my senior brothers and sisters a successful journey of transporting corpses and a speedy return!"

"Wishing my senior brothers and sisters a successful journey of transporting corpses and a speedy return!"

"..."

Without a doubt, this is the signal to set off!

Lin Yuan naturally understood. He nodded to everyone and then boarded the carriage with An Xin.

After getting into the carriage, he was surprised to find that the horses in front of the carriage were not living things, but lifelike paper horses!

These paper horses are so realistic that you can't tell they're paper horses at all. He didn't even notice it when he got close, and only realized it now when he tried to control them himself.

That's so interesting.

Lin Yuan clicked his tongue in amazement, and at the same time, he also learned how to control these paper horses.

You only need to mentally control whether it moves forward or backward. These paper horses have a certain spirituality and will move on their own, easily avoiding obstacles along the way.

Lin Yuan looked at An Xin: "Let's go."

Anxin nodded: "Okay, sure."

"go ahead!"

Lin Yuan gave the paper horse a command, and the next moment, the paper horse came to life, leading the carriage toward the main road outside the mortuary.

Anxin, sitting to the side, shook the corpse-controlling bell in her hand. The zombies began to leap and follow closely behind the carriage, showing no sign of being left behind by the galloping carriage...

At this moment, a notification message appeared in front of Lin Yuan's eyes.

[Complete the corpse-transportation mission to gain the right to return!]

Lin Yuan and An Xin exchanged a glance, and their hearts finally settled down. With a clear mission, they wouldn't be confused; they just needed to complete the mission!

Once the carriage reached the main road, it sped off, the occasional clear ringing of bells echoing through the air. Behind it, terrifying zombies leaped and hopped close behind. This peculiar, even somewhat eerie, corpse-driving caravan made its way towards its destination in the pitch-black night...

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Carrying the blood-stained coffin on paper horses, Lin Yuan and his corpse-driving team raced through the pitch-black night for a day and a night.

Late the next night, the drizzle had long since stopped, but a thick haze still shrouded the world, completely obscuring the moonlight. Only the copper bells hanging beside the carriage jingled softly in the wind, their sound intertwining with the stiff throbbing of the zombies behind them, creating an eerie atmosphere.

With a thought, Lin Yuan stopped the paper horse, and the carriage came to a steady stop in front of a narrow valley entrance.

The cliffs on both sides of the valley entrance are steep and precipitous, with bare rock walls covered with black claw marks and dried bloodstains. The air is filled with a mixture of blood, stench, and strange herbs, making people feel nauseous.

He got off the carriage, took out the yellowed route map from his pocket, and examined it carefully by the dim light of the oil lamp beside the carriage.

An Xin also got off the carriage, clutching the corpse-controlling bell tightly in her hand. Her eyes warily scanned the movement at the valley entrance. The seven or eight zombies behind her still stood stiffly, the talismans on their foreheads glowing faintly yellow in the night. Only the blood coffin on the carriage faintly emitted a faint bloody light. The blood zombie inside seemed to sense the abnormality around it, and the coffin trembled slightly, emitting a soft thud.

"We've arrived at Corpse Valley." Lin Yuan put away his compass, pointed to the mark on the map, and said to An Xin, "This is the first obstacle on our corpse-driving journey, but it's also an unavoidable one."

Since it was a corpse-transportation operation, the relevant information about the route was essential. The map had already marked the places Lin Yuan and his group would pass through, as well as the situations they would likely encounter.

An Xin leaned closer and asked, "Corpse Demon Valley?"

"Yes." Lin Yuan nodded, looking into the dark valley. "According to the information on the map, this used to be a bandit's den, where they robbed travelers all year round and were notorious. But later, it was occupied by a group of sorcerers. They were ruthless and killed all the bandits. Since then, they have been entrenched here and will not let go of anyone who passes through."

"With the blood coffin and so many zombies, we're too conspicuous. They definitely won't let us pass easily."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sharp, piercing sound of a bone flute suddenly came from the valley. The sound was unlike that of an ordinary instrument; it was mournful and melodious, sending chills down one's spine and making one's scalp tingle.

As the flute sounded, the eerie wind at the valley entrance suddenly intensified, the flame of the oil lamp flickered violently and dimmed slightly, and the seven or eight zombies behind him suddenly trembled, the talismans on their foreheads became slightly hot, and their originally stiff movements became disordered.

Just then, dozens of dark figures suddenly leaped down from the cliffs on both sides of the valley. They were dressed in black robes, their faces were ashen and dark as iron, their eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and they had eerie smiles on their lips. In their hands, they held wooden staffs covered with worms and bone flutes made of white bones—these were the sorcerers who had taken up residence here.

"Corpse transporters?"

These people's gazes swept over the zombies, lingered on the blood coffin for a moment, and then looked at Lin Yuanan.

Lin Yuan jumped down from the carriage, looked up at the group of men exuding an evil aura, and said coldly:

"Is there something you need? If not, get out of the way. Haven't you heard the saying 'a good dog doesn't block the road'?"

From the fierce and sinister gazes of these people, he sensed their intense malice and understood that they would not easily let them transport the corpses. Therefore, he showed no politeness and directly revealed his tough side, already prepared to kill all these people before passing through this place!

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness. He wasn't afraid of these people. So what if there were many of them? Anyone who dared to block his way could just wait to be killed!

Swish!

Pairs of malevolent gazes instantly fixed on Lin Yuan, wishing they could tear him to pieces!

"You corpse-driving brat, you're asking for death!"

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