Chapter 402 Brother, I see your hall is turning black “What is the Yin-Yang Corpse?” Zhou Kun was stunned. “The Yin-Yang Corpse is the most yin and poisonous monster in the world, and it is the highest level in the art of lowering the head. The corpse is made of a man and a woman, and can change into a man or a woman after adulthood. Invulnerability and immense strength are just standard equipment. What's even more amazing is that he is not afraid of sunlight or fire. He is beyond the three realms of humans, gods and ghosts, and is not among the five elements. By the way, the yin-yang zombie loves to eat human brains. Every time he **** a person's brain, he can get the other person's knowledge, memory and skills. I don’t need to tell you any grudges between you, right? Do you want to have your brain eaten by him? "Qin Yao said lightly. Zhou Kun has always been known for his boldness. When he heard this, he felt chills all over his body and his heart was filled with chills.
It feeds on human brains and is more terrifying than the legendary zombies. It is as dangerous as the demons in myths and legends! "Mr. Zhou, do you still want to keep the body and close the case in the newspaper?" Qin Yao said quietly, seeing his face dripping with sweat. Zhou Kun swallowed his saliva and suddenly changed his attitude: "Burn, you must burn. There are dozens of brothers from the police station here. Each of them is my witness. Even if there is no physical evidence, it cannot change that we have killed both men and women." Big Thief Facts.” Qin Yao smiled silently. He has seen this situation more than once, and the one that impressed him most was undoubtedly in Renjia Town. When Ren Fa heard that after Old Master Ren turned into a zombie, the first person he bit was his relatives, his attitude towards letting him burn the old man was very firm! You must know that the old man is his biological father, and biological fathers are like this, let alone two people who are enemies rather than friends. “Boom, boom, boom…”
Shao Qing, before Qin Yao had time to throw the divine fire in his palm onto the corpse, a deafening sound of treading on the ground suddenly resounded in his ears. Following him was a gust of wind, powerful and impacting, and the cold air forcefully blew out the divine fire in his hands. What the hell? ! A flash of shock flashed in Qin Yao's eyes. Looking around, he saw a giant with one eye and eight arms running towards him, with fangs intertwined in his **** mouth, which made people feel chilled. “Alchemy!” Uncle Jiu shouted low, waved his hand and threw out a handful of talisman paper. The talisman paper had a spirit, and quickly arranged a yellow paper Bagua chart in mid-air. It radiated a circular light beam vertically, illuminating their master and apprentice, Zhou Kun and some police officers. shrouded within… Under the light beam, the eight-armed giant in Qin Yao's eyes quickly became illusory. When the illusion reached its extreme, the giant's body was broken down into countless black smoke, and a figure that was very small compared to the giant suddenly appeared in front of him. “Monster. (Thai)” “Run! (Thai)” Although the police officers who clearly saw the nature of this monster were very frightened, their psychological defenses had not yet collapsed.
The police officers who could not clearly see the nature of the giant were so excited that they rushed in all directions, crying. In a blink of an eye, only a few people in the beam of light were left in front of the giant... The small figure rode the black smoke and came to the sky above the corpse at an extremely fast speed. He looked down at the man who raised his sword downwards and defended himself: "Dear Master, do you really want to be an enemy of our Heavenly Corpse Sect? (Thai) " “What did he say?” Qin Yao glanced at Zhou Kun. "Chinese?" Just as Zhou Kun was about to translate, the figure in the black smoke suddenly spoke in Chinese. Although his words are a bit unclear and full of foreign flavor, you can still understand what he is saying if you listen carefully. “Who are you?” Qin Yao asked seriously. “My name is Wata, and I am the successor of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.” said the figure in the black smoke. “The Heavenly Corpse Sect…” Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you here for these two corpses?" “That’s right.” Wata said: "No matter how they have offended you in the past, how about letting their bodies go?" Qin Yao sneered: "When a person dies, his grudges will disappear. In principle, I agree with your statement, but there should be some differences between the two of us regarding the definition of death." Wata was silent for a moment and said: "Chinese, this is the country of Xi, not your home. Don't you have an old saying, take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter." Qin Yao: "You must have heard it wrong. There is an old saying: If you endure it for a while, the more you think about it, the angrier it will become; if you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you will lose." Wata: “…” After a long time, he said solemnly: "After killing a person, you must also destroy the soul and burn the body. This method is too cruel. Not even wild beasts can do such a cruel thing! Once you really do this and spread it, the entire country will be affected." The national spirit and fantasy world will regard you as the evil king and demon king." Qin Yao sneered and said: "So? Just in order not to become the Great Demon King, I have to give you these two corpses to train you into a Yin-Yang corpse?" Wata was stunned and said in astonishment: "How do you know about the Yin-Yang Corpse?" He remembered very clearly that when the dungeon weirdo taught him about the Yin-Yang Corpse cultivation method, he clearly said that even the people in the Heavenly Corpse Sect who knew about the Yin-Yang Corpse could not exceed the number of one palm. Why is this Chinese guy who came out of nowhere able to tell the story of Yin-Yang Corpse with just his mouth? Qin Yao: "Stop your magic, and I will tell you the reason." Wata hesitated for a moment, unable to hold back his curiosity. He dispersed the black mist surrounding him, flew out of the slowly dissipating eight-armed giant, and landed lightly on the ground. Qin Yao looked intently and saw that this man was probably in his forties or fifties, with short hair, a square face, and golden lines between his eyebrows. He was dressed in a dark red monk's robe, with most of his chest exposed, and his chest was covered with dense red characters. , as if faintly shining with golden light. “Have you seen enough?” Watta said coldly. “咻~” "Snapped!"
A beam of laser suddenly flew out from the direction of Qin Yao, came to Wata in an instant, and hit him heavily between the eyebrows. The powerful impact knocked his entire body into the air and threw him backwards with his head raised. “Boom, boom, boom, boom…” Qin Yao took out the Gauss gun hidden behind his back and fired continuously while walking towards Watta. The lasers were like a waterfall. Uncle Jiu: “…” This guy really knows how to deceive his troops! “Boom!” When Qin Yao strode in front of Wata with a pistol in his left hand, a sword in his right hand, and a laser to clear the way, a large amount of mist suddenly erupted from Wata's body, instantly covering the two of them. "Hee hee hee." "Ha ha." Accompanied by bursts of weird children's laughter, small arms and palms appeared in the black mist, touching Qin Yao's body. "break!" Not far away, Uncle Jiu let out a low drink, and the rune Bagua above his head suddenly changed direction. The cylindrical yellow light beam instantly penetrated the layers of black mist, purifying the pairs of palms stretching towards Qin Yao into nothingness... “There are so many tricks!” Qin Yao stood with his sword in hand, looking at the empty ground in front of him, sighing softly. “He took away the bodies of male and female robbers!” Zhou Kun shouted, feeling chilled in his heart. For Qin Yao or Uncle Jiu, this is just a matter of winning or losing in a battle of skills, but for him, once the yin-yang corpse is really trained by that weird man, his life may not be saved! After all, he can't tie Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice to him and take them with him whenever he does anything, right? He is willing, but others are not willing either! “Yeah, be careful in the future.” Qin Yao put away his sword and gun, came to him, and patted his shoulder with sympathy. Every fool knows that persimmons must be picked soft. Among the "culprits of murdering thieves", Zhou Kun is the softest when viewed horizontally and vertically. What's more, he is also the "mastermind". If the Yin-Yang Corpse doesn't kill him first, who will it kill? “Uncle Jiu, you must help me!” Zhou Kun's face changed with fright, and he squeezed Uncle Jiu's arm tightly with both hands. His intestines are now green with regret. How I wish I could have a chance to do it again. If so, he would definitely not stop Qin Yao from burning the corpse again! If there had not been any obstruction of his own, both corpses would have been on fire when the weirdo named Watta arrived... What a pity, how hateful! Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand to pry open his fingers. When he raised his hand, the yellow paper charms suspended in the air suddenly flew down, and they overlapped neatly in his palm.
This magical operation made Zhou Kun forget to plead for mercy for a moment. "Heaven helps those who help themselves. If you can lead us to find that weirdo before he successfully refines the Yin-Yang Corpse, we will have a chance to prevent the Yin-Yang Corpse from appearing. But if you are too late, you can only hope that we can eliminate the Yin-Yang Corpse. dead." Zhou Kun woke up from his dream and said quickly: "Uncle Jiu, Mr. Qin, please come back to the police station with me. When you get back, I will have people investigate the information about the Tianzhi Sect and Watta..." Shortly after. In town, slums. Wata dragged a corpse with one hand, stepped over countless "stick men" lying on the ground, about to starve to death, and jumped into a pit without a manhole cover. The three bodies fell in the pit for more than sixty seconds before landing in a vast underground palace. In front of them was an empty hall, and behind them was a black bone base made of human bones. “Come here!” Wata threw the two corpses into the hall and shouted. “Master.” Two monks, a man and a woman, also with half of their arms hurried over and bowed in salute. Watta nodded with dignity and solemnity: "You two, first find a wooden barrel for two people to bathe in, and then go and collect the whale juice from ninety-nine adulterous men and the whale blood from ninety-nine adulterous women. Bring them into the hall together." “Yes, Master.” The two said in unison. Wata slowly sat on the bone throne, his eyes cold and cold: "Go, I will give you twelve hours at most!" “Senior Brother, what do you think Master wants these filthy things from Yang to Yin to do?” The woman asked softly after jumping out of the underground palace from another well. “Didn’t you see the corpse on the ground? It was most likely used to refine the corpse!” the man responded. “What will happen if the quantity of these things is wrong?” After leaving the palace far away, the woman asked in a low voice. "Don't have any evil intentions." The man glared at her and warned: "Even if there is an accident, the old thief has the strength to kill us first." The woman's expression became depressed: "When will this life of being enslaved by him end..." "As long as we live, there will be hope." The man hugged her and encouraged her, "So, no matter how much suffering we go through, we must live well!" Ten hours later. The man was holding a brand new bath bucket, and the woman was carrying two wooden buckets filled with red and white liquid, and stepped into the hall side by side. “Very good, Gochin, put the tub down, and then put your senior brother and sister in. I want to resurrect them both.” Watta said in a solemn voice. “Yes, Master.” The man quickly put down the barrel and quickly threw the two corpses into the barrel. “Mei Ya, pour the liquid.” Wata said again. The woman nodded, raised her arms and poured the two buckets of liquid into the wooden barrel. Wata cut his fingers with his own nails, then immersed his **** hands in the liquid in the bucket, silently operated his magic power, and softly chanted the incantation. “唰.”
Endless blood light suddenly emerged from the wooden barrel, reflecting the blood-red color of the main hall. As time went by, a terrifying aura gradually gathered and grew in the barrel. “Come out, my child!” Two hours later, Wata suddenly lifted his hands from the bucket, pulled out two snow-white arms, and then pulled out a naked body. “Jinsha, where is Naimi?” After putting the woman next to him, Wata reached out and touched the bucket again, and asked doubtfully. “Master, I’m here.” Jinsha suddenly had a head popping up from her belly and said with a smile. "Ha ha ha ha." Wata laughed, stepped in front of Gochin and Meiyi, raised his hand to knock them out, and kicked Jinsha roughly: "Eat something first, kid." Jinsha's neck instantly stretched countless times, opened her big mouth, bit the back of Gochin's head, and stuck her tongue into the crack. Naimi lowered his head and bit Mei's head, knocking on the bones and sucking out the marrow... As they continued to eat, Jinsha's eyes gradually turned white, and Naimi's eyes gradually turned red, getting closer to the dead and the devil. "Roar…" Not long after, two heads suddenly lifted up from the pool of blood, opened their fangs, and bit their master fiercely. Wata seemed to have been prepared for this. He held Naimi's head with his left hand and Jinsha's head with his right hand, and softly chanted the incantation. After a long time, the strange color in their eyes gradually faded away, and their minds returned to calm. “Both of you need a ten-year-old person to help you complete your final transformation.” Wata let go of the two heads and said solemnly: "Once the transformation is completed, you will have the power to rival gods and demons in the world. At that time, you and I, master and disciple, will also gain unlimited rights." “Master, what is ten o’clock?” Jin Sha asked. “Ten o’clock is Jiachen, Yihai, Bingchen, Dingyou, Wuwu, Gengxu, Gengyin, Xinhai, Renyin and Guiwei. As long as the time of birth matches one of the above, the person is born at the 10th hour. At the same time, you must also be aware that if a 10-year-old virgin and a 10-year-old virgin are combined, they will have the power to restrain you. "Wata explained. Half an hour later. Jinsha jumped out of the pit and said, "Where should we go to check the household registration?" “What kind of household registration check is there? Revenge is the most important thing.” Naimi's face was full of madness, and he shouted sternly: "Zhou Kun, and those two hateful mages, all must die, all must die!!" Town police station. Director’s Office.
Zhou Kun respectfully offered three sticks of incense to Second Master Guan, then turned to look at the rest area: "Uncle Nine, can Second Master Guan's heroic soul defeat the Yin-Yang Corpse?" Uncle Jiu: "Second Master Guan can come down to earth." Zhou Kun: “…” I'm not Liu Bei, how can I have such a big face to ask Mr. Guan? ! He took a deep breath and turned his head, only to see Qin Yao looking at him with interest. “Why are you looking at me like that? There’s something wrong with my face?” Qin Yao shook his head and said, "No, you are in trouble." Zhou Kun: “…” (End of this chapter)