God Bestows Evil Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Carrying the coffin into the village

In terms of strength.

These walking corpses may be the weakest evil spirits Wu Xian has ever encountered.

Their movements are so slow that even a child can easily escape from the hands of this walking corpse as long as he is not frightened.

But here's the thing.

There are so many walking corpses that it's so overwhelming!

All of a sudden.

Everyone on the bridge was in a panic, covered in sweat, and had no idea how to resolve the crisis in front of them.

beat?

Even this number of guinea pigs can't be beaten!

run?

There are walking corpses gathering on the east and west sides of the bridge. The only way to escape is to jump into the river, but God knows what is in this dark river. Jumping into the river may lead to a worse death.

It seems like a desperate situation right now.

But judging from Wu Xian's experience, there are rarely fatal situations in the blessed land. Even if they do, it is caused by suicide attempts. They have just entered the blessed land and haven't had time to perform any operations. How can there be no way out?

So Wu Xian frowned and thought.

With his current abilities, can he change the situation?

"The thunder-inducing spell will definitely not work, but maybe you can use the magic pen of Heavenly Craftsman to draw two walls on the bridge to stop the walking corpses."

But what is known now is that the walking zombies are very slow. God knows if they have the power to break the wall, and even if they cannot break the wall, they can still climb over the wall on top of each other.

Unless you paint a fully wrapped wall so the zombies can't get in...

The materials for painting the walls all come from the bridge. If the wall is fully wrapped, it may cause the bridge to collapse and they will die as well.

“Full package…”

“Full package!”

Wu Xian had a flash of inspiration and suddenly turned his head to look at the things on the wooden shelves. Isn't something that can protect their whole body right next to them?

The coffins and huge urns left behind by the gong-playing and drum-beating team that mysteriously disappeared can be used to hide people in. Now these coffins and urns are their only way to survive!

certainly.

There is something unlucky about hiding in a coffin.

But in this case, who cares about whether it is auspicious?

Wu Xian immediately rushed towards a red lacquered coffin, and several other family members were not slow to react and began to seize advantageous hiding positions almost at the same time.

Du E fell in love with the large black coffin that looked very heavy at first sight. After struggling to push open the coffin lid, she found to her embarrassment that her strength was too weak and she could only push the lid open but could not close it.

After Wu Xian saw it.

He kicked him over and closed the coffin lid shut.

He lay down in another coffin and closed the coffin lid until his face turned red. If he hadn't been exercising for a month, he might not have had such strength.

Outside there was the sound of coffins and urns being moved.

As long as the other newcomers are not stupid, they should have enough time to hide. If they are really hopelessly stupid and refuse to hide, then dying here will be a good thing for others.

After being temporarily safe.

Wu Xian held the coffin lid with one hand and groped inside the coffin with the other hand. He found nothing but himself, which made him relieved.

Fortunately there are no bodies here...

But if there were no corpses, why would the team that mysteriously disappeared before transport these coffins with great fanfare?

Don't wait for Wu Xian to think clearly.

boom!

A palm slapped on the coffin, and the sound made Wu Xian's heart tremble.

More flapping sounds followed.

Wu Xian could almost imagine that outside the coffin, there were countless zombies pushing and slapping the lid of the coffin. He could only hold on to the edge of the lid as hard as he could while using his toes to prevent him from letting go. The coffin was opened.

The sound of slapping lasted for about a minute, making Wu Xian's ears ring a little. While slapping, the zombies were still gibbering incoherently, roaring incoherently.

"Come out...come out..."

"Let's..." Suddenly.

The world suddenly became quiet.

There was no more slapping sound outside, and only the sound of the river below could be heard, but Wu Xian did not dare to push open the coffin lid to see what was going on outside.

Boom!

The silence only lasted for a short while, and a deafening sound of gongs broke the silence, followed by the sounds of suonas, drums, gongs, cymbals...

The coffin was lifted.

With the shaking, a small gap opened slightly.

Through the gap, Wu Xian found that there was no moonlight outside. All he could see was the light of red lanterns. With the sound of gongs and drums, the coffins and urns were being carried again.

"I understand!"

"It's moonlight!"

"People will disappear when there is moonlight, and the walking dead will disappear when there is no moonlight. So, which one is real, these people or the walking dead?"

"Also, this direction..."

"It's that deserted village!"

"These people will carry the coffins and urns to the deserted village on the west side."

Thinking about it.

Wu Xian smelled a strange smell, and then felt inexplicably sleepy.

He tried hard to support his eyelids, but in the end he couldn't support it anymore, and finally fell asleep in the shaking coffin.

I slept for an unknown amount of time.

Wu Xian suddenly woke up from his dream.

There was a faint green before his eyes, and a cluster of phosphorus fire burned above his head, illuminating the entire inside of the coffin.

By the light of phosphorus fire, Wu Xian could clearly see the appearance of the coffin board.

The coffin board that was supposed to be smooth suddenly had a huge human face. This face looked exactly like the evil coffin board that Wu Xian saw at a gathering of evil spirits!

When Ren Lian saw Wu Xian waking up, he opened his big mouth. The teeth in his mouth were densely packed with sharp wooden thorns. The entire coffin board was pressed down strangely, almost biting Wu Xian's face.

Seeing the terrifying big mouth getting closer and closer.

Wu Xian subconsciously kicked the huge coffin board away, and a ray of dazzling sunlight shone on his face...

"This is…"

Seeing the sun again made Wu Xian slightly stunned.

He sat up from the coffin and found that it was already dark.

Those coffins, urns, and jars were scattered around. The lid of his coffin lay on the ground. It was smooth and there was no face like the one Wu Xian had just seen.

Wu Xian rubbed his hair in confusion.

"Was what I just saw a fantasy, or a nightmare caused by fear?"

Click, click...

With a burst of sound, the surrounding coffins and urns were also opened one after another, and the dependents and newlyweds got out of them. Fortunately, even the pottery urns could still withstand the beatings of the walking corpses, and the dependents got out of them. All thirteen members of the newcomer group survived. Even the dog was held by a female white-collar worker. There were no casualties due to the walking dead last night.

Wu Xian turned over from the coffin.

They are now in the middle of a small village. The village is very small, with less than ten houses, but the houses are not dilapidated, and there are very few gravels and weeds on the ground in the middle. It is obvious that someone maintains it from time to time.

As they came out of the coffin, the doors of the houses opened one by one, and old figures walked out of the rooms, looking at these young people curiously.

(End of chapter)

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