The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 187 The legend of the corpse

I recalled it, and it seems that there is such a record about the corpse in the ancient book I saw in the Ning's teahouse last time.

The reason why I still remember it vividly is because that record is too appalling.

It is said that in the 40s and [-]s of the last century, all kinds of warlords fought and turmoil continued, and all kinds of demons and ghosts also made troubles.

A Mr. Yin and Yang surnamed Yi discovered a strange phenomenon when passing by a deserted village.

That is, the village is lifeless, there is no movement in the whole village, not to mention people, not even a living thing.

At that time, the famine was severe, coupled with the plunder of warlords, large areas of villages could no longer feed the people, and there were countless refugees fleeing from refugees. Barren villages were indeed normal.

But no matter how desolate a village is, there should be living creatures, such as snakes, frogs, and various small bugs.

But in this village, so to speak, there are not even a single mosquito or fly.

It can be seen how far the four words of lifelessness have reached.

The so-called artist is bold, this Mr. Yi became curious about this deserted village, and it was almost late at night. Apart from this deserted village, this place is also a place where there is no place in front of the village and no store in the back. Mr. Yi simply lived here In the deserted village, I plan to stay overnight before going on the road.

He walked around the village and found that a few dozens of households had already left, but these households seemed very anxious when they left, as if they only brought some belongings and soft goods with them, and did not even deal with furniture and the like .

Those dilapidated houses are already crumbling, and every dilapidated house is covered with dust.

After much deliberation, Mr. Yi finally decided to live in the ancestral hall in the village.

One is because he found this ancestral hall to be very strange and wanted to find out.

It is because the ancestral hall does not belong to any family after all, and those who occasionally spend the night will basically spend the night in the ancestral hall.

Mr. Yi found the ancestral hall of this deserted village in the middle of the village, but he found that the closer he was to the ancestral hall, the colder the surrounding air became.

Moreover, the gates of other houses in the entire village are wide open, but the gate of this ancestral hall is tightly closed, faintly, as if there is something inside.

The more mysterious this ancestral hall is, the more curiosity Mr. Yi wants to see is aroused.

Since Mr. Yi was the famous Mr. Yin and Yang at that time, he was naturally very familiar with the breath of the spirit body. Faced with such a strange situation, he still decided to go in and take a look, but when he walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall, he suddenly heard Hundreds of screams resounded in the ancestral hall, and the sound was like an invisible force, which firmly fixed him at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Mr. Yi's face changed, and he could hear that it was the cry for help from hundreds of people before their tragic death. Frozen to death, but also tormented by the sound to the point of insanity.

But that invisible force was a skyrocketing resentment, which seemed to be telling him not to enter the door.

As far as Mr. Yi is concerned, he is indeed a character, bold and careful. In Mr. Yin Yang's business at that time, he was known as a real man.

The cries of hundreds of innocent souls did not make him timid, on the contrary, he was full of courage. He yelled out his ancestral mantra, calmed his mind, slowly pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and stepped in.

It doesn't matter if he goes in, this man who claims to be famous in both worlds of Yin and Yang is actually frightened and stands there in a daze.

Maybe the word scare shouldn't be used, it should be the shock of the miserable scene in front of him, leading to a short-term loss of consciousness.

On the ground of the small ancestral hall, there are densely packed corpses of all kinds of miserable images, some with their stomachs cut open, some with their eyeballs gouged out, some with broken arms and legs, and some with their hearts hollowed out.

What a scene!

At a glance, a pile of corpses, miserable like a hell on earth.

He seemed to see countless souls who had died tragically, and the distorted faces were crying to him, and seemed to remind him of something.

In addition to these cries, he also heard a strange sound.

"Crack, creak, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

It sounds like something sharp is rubbing, something is breaking, and there is a knocking sound between hard objects.

The source of this sound is close in front of you, it is the sound coming from under the cover of the black cloth in the center of the ancestral hall.

In this place, altars are usually placed.Covered with a black cloth.

But at this time, the object covered by the black cloth was not an altar, but a coffin.

The coffin, which was slightly wider at one end and narrower at the other end, was covered with a black cloth and placed in the center of the ancestral hall, exuding a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

Mr. Yi felt a creepy feeling when he looked at the coffin.

The eerie feeling this coffin gave him was too strong, it seemed to be a bit more powerful than the zombies he encountered back then.

But no matter how powerful something is, in the eyes of Mr. Yi, it is like a toy. In front of his strong heart and excellent ability, no matter how powerful something is, it can only be a plaything.

What Mr. Yi felt uncomfortable was that the lives of these hundreds of people disappeared. Even in those days, human lives were as cheap as paper, and they should not be slaughtered like this. It was really against the peace of heaven.

Faced with the tragic death of so many people, Mr. Yi was furious. He vowed to see what kind of monster was in this coffin.

In anger, Mr. Yi raised his foot and kicked the coffin lid away.

Just imagine, for a thick coffin, the lid is extremely heavy, but Mr. Yi can forcefully kick the coffin lid out with just one kick, which shows his high martial arts skills and strong strength.

To Mr. Yi's surprise, as the lid of the coffin flew to the ground, a person sat up inside.

This man was unkempt, wearing ragged clothes, from a distance, apart from his cold and gloomy aura, there was nothing special about him.

But his face after pulling back his hair is horrifying.

Half of this man's face had collapsed, and the entire left half of his face was covered with red and fleshy shreds of flesh, with no trace of skin visible at all, half of an eyeball was hanging out of the eye socket, and there was only one hole in the bloody nose.

In his hand he was holding a thigh of unknown origin, and he was gnawing on it crazily. The half of the bloodshot bone was covered with shiny tooth marks.

The bone was creaked and creaked by him, and hit the coffin board with the movement of his arm, making a 'bang bang' sound.

Seeing Mr. Yi standing in front of him, this guy actually showed a greedy smile, opened his big mouth full of blood, spit out a piece of bloody thigh, and then rushed towards Mr. Yi.

(End of this chapter)