He saw people!
...
Crack, crack.
The edges of the box’s lid were sared with so kind of grease, sticking tightly. If not for Little Yin’s innate divine power, it would have been difficult to open.
At this mont, the lid of the box was cracked open, and Little Yin’s hand suddenly stopped.
Because at this ti, through the gap in the box, they saw a pair of shoes.
Red embroidered shoes.
The embroidered shoes, reflecting the ghastly pale moonlight, were as bright as blood.
"A woman?"
"Is it also Xiatou?"
In Duan Yun’s mind, the first image was of Xiatou Ying.
Little Yin couldn’t help but twist her head, but her neck was held by Duan Yun, making the movent subtle.
She couldn’t help but ask, "Do we continue to open?"
Such a pair of red embroidered shoes, even for her as a newcor in the Martial World, felt a bit horrifying.
"Continue."
Duan Yun ordered.
Forced by her master’s task, Little Yin could only continue to open the box.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride.
Last ti when he opened Shen Ying’s box, he had to do it himself. Now he has so help.
It must be said that this box gave off the sa eerie feeling as when he opened Shen Ying’s box last ti.
Little Yin gritted her teeth, used her great strength, and swiftly flipped the lid off.
Then the contents of the box revealed its true form.
Indeed, it was a woman.
"Another woman." Duan Yun muttered.
This woman, in a blood-red dress, had skin that was deathly pale, exuding wisps of cold that made it hard to distinguish between life and death.
What was more striking was that she was wrapped in red ribbons all over her body.
The red ribbons tightened her skin, as if fearing she would break free.
Little Yin stepped back three steps and remarked, "This is a zombie."
"Such a pretty zombie?" Duan Yun responded.
If you called her a voluptuous corpse or a red-dressed ghost, that would be more believable than a zombie.
"The lines on her body are talismanic lines." Little Yin said.
The Jade Guanyin had seduced countless n, and those who left a deep impression often wrote diaries and recited them for her daughters.
Little Yin, being the first to beco aware, had heard this saying.
Her mother had brought back a young man from the Huang Family in Ruanling, and although compelled, he fell in love with the beautiful Jade Guanyin.
He told Jade Guanyin everything he knew, including the Huang Family’s cultivation technique and Corpse Walking Skill, hoping to move her.
But eventually, due to his looks not being outstanding enough, he was not made into a specin by Jade Guanyin.
Through this, Little Yin also heard about zombies, which are divided into many types, with most considering the water-and-fire impervious green-haired zombie or the particularly ominous red-haired zombie to be the most terrifying.
And this type, often tied with talismanic lines, is typically the predecessor of a red-haired zombie, inherently ominous.
Even if it hasn’t grown ominous red hair, it’s a rather horrifying existence.
"Is that so?"
At this mont, Duan Yun actually moved away from her neck and moved closer.
Little Yin felt the sensation on her neck disappear, leaving it feeling sowhat empty.
Upon hearing that the beautiful corpse was actually a zombie, rather than Shen Ying’s type of Xiatou, Duan Yun felt so disappointnt.
This box is not satisfactory.
The things it produced are not satisfactory.
Soon after, he discovered that the red ribbons on the corpse indeed had issues, leaving red powder-like marks on that pale skin.
And the thickest part of this red ribbon was at the back of her neck.
Duan Yun pulled this corpse up slightly, discovering that the red ribbon surprisingly erged from the flesh at her neck.
At the boundary where flesh and line t, there were three copper coins.
As he shook the corpse, the three copper coins spun around on the red ribbons, producing a tinkling sound.
Little Yin’s complexion changed imdiately, exclaiming, "It’s over! The symbolic coins moved!"
Almost at the sa ti, there was a crisp snapping sound, the red ribbon snapped, and the three copper coins shot out like darts.
Duan Yun stretched out his hand and recovered all the coins.
anwhile, the corpse in the box had already opened its eyes and mouth, revealing sharp fangs.
Duan Yun found that she indeed had faint, ominous red hair appearing on her body, laden with an unlucky aura.
With a swish, a red shadow swept out.
Duan Yun raised his blade to block!
It turned out to be the zombie’s claw, incredibly strong, making even Duan Yun’s hand holding the blade shake sowhat.
Indeed, it wasn’t just any red-haired zombie, its strength surpassed even Little Yin’s innate divine power.
With a thud, the female zombie broke out of the box, her whole body bouncing, striking towards Duan Yun.
Duan Yun flipped over, using a "Heart-to-Heart Clasp" and directly clamped the female zombie’s waist.
This caused the zombie’s rapidly bouncing body to slow down.
It only slowed, not stopped, because zombies have a different energy chanism than humans, making them hard to pin down.
At this mont, whether it was the Bloodthirsty Storyteller hiding behind bamboo or Little Yin, both were shocked and terrified by the scene.
The Bloodthirsty Storyteller felt his scalp tingle and said, "This Old Demon Duan truly is inhuman, daring to provoke even a zombie!"
Yet, he was also very excited, because of the rumor about the ominous red-haired zombie, believed to be a descendant suppressing the Martial World for ages, presumably Old Demon Duan wouldn’t co out unscathed.
At this mont, Duan Yun’s figure spun and he was already riding atop the female zombie’s neck.
His fists delivered a pincer attack, smashing into the zombie’s temple.
With his cannonball-like punch force, even thick iron pieces would shatter, but the zombie’s head was incredibly solid, not shattering, with just resonating sound.
After that, the female zombie reached up to grab him, and Duan Yun clamped her wrists.
Instantly, both sides fell into a struggle of strength.
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