People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 35 Am I Cute?

"What shall we do now?"

Zhang Yunan focused his eyes on the hot pot, thinking about how to solve this matter.

He has a deep understanding of Song Mo's strength, and understands that Song Mo will not be aimless.

Since he said that hot pot can help everyone get out of trouble, it must be true!

"Wang Woo!"

Hotpot seemed to understand Zhang Yunan's words, and arched out of Guan Cai's embrace.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Hot Pot bit Guan Cai's trousers, and then ran straight to a corner of the morgue.

A mysterious green aura clung to the hotpot's dog's paws, pulling open the cement floor like dirt.

Seeing that Chen Jin was stunned for a while.

What does it mean?
Are there bones hidden under the ground?

Not to mention, the dog paws of the hot pot look harder than my zombie paws!

While Chen Jin was thinking wildly, Guan Cai who was on the side seemed to have noticed something, and instead moved forward.

Guan Cai let out an exclamation after seeing clearly where the hot pot dog's paws were pulling.

"There is a secret room here, there should be something below!"

A stream of resentment emerged from it, and even a stream of cold and terrifying aura was conveyed, which made Guan Cai feel a little unbearable.

Everyone hurriedly moved closer to check.

This is a metal door full of rust, and there is a number "7.3.1" on the metal door!

"There must be an unimaginable weirdness in it."

Zhang Yunan's expression became more solemn. He had faintly sensed a terrifying existence before, but now he could sense it more clearly.

"Let's go in?"

Looking at the metal gate in front of him, Chen Jin also had a dignified expression, full of anger.

Obviously, the meaning of these numbers touched his inverse scales!

That is the misery engraved in the hearts of every Xia countryman!
Especially for Chen Jin, the obsession in his heart was aroused!
Because even before his father died, there were two words in his mouth——

"Kill the Japanese!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Jin calmed down and looked at the people in front of him.

Finally, his eyes stayed on the hot pot, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Obviously I want to see if the hot pot can solve the existence inside.

"Wang Wang..."

The hot pot gave Chen Jin a very humane look, as if being despised, and growled twice at Chen Jin.

"As expected of Brother Dog, I feel relieved with your words!"

Instead of being angry, Chen Jin was happy. He had long felt uncomfortable here, and wished to kill all the weirdness here.

Now that I have the affirmation of hot pot, I will start to do it immediately.

The next moment, Chen Jin stretched out his zombified claws and inserted them directly into the lock on the metal gate.

There was a "thrilling" sound that made people's teeth sore, and the lock of the door was cut open like paper.

As the iron lock fell to the ground, Chen Jin blew on his nails and nodded in satisfaction.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look!"

"If there are those beasts from Sakurajima Kingdom inside, no matter they are humans or ghosts, I will kill them all!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Chen Jin took a step forward and opened the door directly.

The rotten door was slowly pushed open, making a piercing grinding sound that echoed in the empty morgue.

There were echoes in some corners in the distance, as if some dead souls were still howling.

Looking at the dark passage, the four of them entered the metal gate without hesitation.After Guan Cai and the others passed through the metal gate, they saw a dark and long passage.

Countless grievances were pouring in from the front.

After walking for a long time, Chen Jin's nose suddenly twitched, as if he saw a little light in the passage.

At the same time, there was a pungent and incompatible smell in the air, somewhat similar to the smell of formalin soaking corpses in hospitals.

Beyond the end of the passage, here is an extremely empty and spacious space.

The layout of the space is like a large research institute, with a large number of iron beds and various experimental instruments neatly arranged.

In the most central position, there is also a strange coffin, with terrifying breaths lingering around that coffin.

The source of the smell of formalin that Chen Jin smelled came from this underground research institute!

Among them, there were people in white coats who were strangely busy coming and going, as if they were recording and calculating a large amount of data, with an expression of fanaticism and excitement.

As everyone from Guan Cai appeared at the entrance of the institute, the group of white coats looked up at Guan Cai and the others strangely like sharks smelling blood!
There was still a word obsessed in their mouths.

"The road is big, the road is big!"

A large group of short white coats were strange, staring closely at the Guancai people, their faces still had incomprehensible madness and fanaticism.

They whispered and looked at Guan Cai and the others, as if they were planning.

But Guan Cai and the others didn't show any panic, instead everyone's eyes burst out with astonishing killing intent!
Especially Chen Jin!
When he entered the zombie state again, his eyes glowed with black light, and strong resentment rose from his body.

The old body is more dilapidated than any previous transformation, and the whole body exudes the smell of gunpowder.

He was dressed in a simple and unadorned military uniform, and he suddenly held a one-handed broadsword formed by condensed resentment in his hand. The dried blood on the blade was condensed with a strong murderous aura! "Kill the Japanese!"

With a clean growl, Chen Jin suddenly rushed towards the group of white coats!
Behind him, Guan Cai followed closely, three people and one dog!
Even Zhang Yun'an, who was physically weak, pinched out the spells and kept blessing Chen Jin and Guan Cai with spells!

As soon as Chen Jin jumped into the strange group, a small circle of meat grinders was formed around him!
In his proficient battlefield swordsmanship, all the monsters in white coats approaching him are either incomplete or missing.

Between the dance of stumps and blood foam, there is a kind of unpretentious and shocking beauty!

While Chen Jin was strangling the weirdness in the white coat, the hot pot beside him formed a joint attack with Chen Jin in a tacit understanding!

Its nimble figure kept flickering in the blind spots of Chen Jin's saber technique, helping Chen Jin share the pressure.

Every time the hot pot came into contact with a strange thing, a red light flashed on the black hair, and then opened its bloody mouth to swallow it in one gulp!
Guan Cai and Wang Yan didn't even get involved in the killing of a man and a dog.

Not long after, all the white coats in the research room were swallowed up by the hot pot.

Looking at the empty research room, Chen Jin fell to the ground panting for breath, and his zombie form gradually faded away.

He had lost some strength in the high-intensity sword dance.

Here, Guan Cai and Wang Yi, who were watching Chen Jin end the battle, approached.

He helped Chen Jin up from the ground, but only heard Chen Jin's weak entreaty.

"It's not over yet, the weird spiritual realm has not dissipated."

"The biggest weirdness should be in this coffin!"

Zhang Yunan said in a deep voice.In fact, he didn't need to say it at all, everyone saw the strangeness of this coffin as soon as they entered this place.

The condensed breath above made even Wang Chuan feel horrified, and the hot pot beside him let out low growls.

Zhang Yun'an approached the heavy coffin, and after seeing the talismans engraved on the coffin, his expression changed instantly.

His expression was tense and filled with incomparable anger!
Guan Cai at the side also noticed Zhang Yunan's abnormality, and stepped forward to ask.

"Taoist Master Yun'an, is there anything wrong with this coffin?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yunan's voice suddenly became very hoarse, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

"here……"

"They are constantly killing ordinary people, generating a lot of resentment accumulation, and then guiding these resentment to continue to feed the corpses in the coffin."

"By man-made means, the dead people are forcibly catalyzed into something weird!"

"The purpose is to resurrect the people in this iron coffin!"

"The most difficult thing is...the corpses here have absorbed enough resentment and will wake up soon!"

Following Zhang Yun'an's narration, Guan Cai looked at the coffin in front of him.

The entire coffin should be made of iron, with intricate patterns engraved on it, and it is full of bloody breath.

Just as Zhang Yun'an was explaining, a dark sneer came from them.

"Worthy of being a disciple of Tianshi Mansion..."

"It's a pity that you came late, the corpses in the coffin are almost full!" At some time, the figure of a Taoist priest appeared in front of the iron coffin out of thin air.

I saw this Taoist priest wearing a celestial master's robe without wind and automaticity, but he didn't have the slightest sense of immortality.

Especially the resentment rolling on his body, it definitely reached the meme level.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stroked his long beard, looked at Zhang Yun'an, his triangular eyes were full of coldness, and then turned his gaze on Guan Cai and the others.

While he was speaking, Wei Wei, who was originally killed by Chen Jin and Hot Pot, kept pouring out grievances towards the iron coffin, causing the aura in the iron coffin to rise steadily.

even.

There was a banging sound inside the iron coffin, as if the sleep inside was about to wake up and break out of the coffin.

"Don't worry, my lord. When I sacrifice them to you, your strength will become stronger!"

The Taoist said, with a vicious look in his eyes, scanning the Guancai people present.

The indifference and cruelty in their eyes seemed to treat them not as human beings, but as consumable items!
When Zhang Yun'an saw this middle-aged Taoist priest, his expression was filled with shock and anger!
He almost couldn't catch his breath in a fit of anger, and he vomited a mouthful of black blood before regaining his breath.

He covered his chest with one hand, pointed at the middle-aged Taoist priest with the other, and shouted angrily.

"Zheng Shouming! So it's you, the traitor!"

"Deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, and harm your fellow disciples, yet you still have the face to wear this Taoist robe!"

Obviously, he recognized the other party's identity.

The Taoist priest in front of him also came from the Tianshi Mansion. According to his seniority, Zhang Yunan even called him "Master-uncle".

He did not expect that the other party would turn into an evil cultivator, and even become the dog of the Sakurajima people, killing his compatriots for the sake of the Sakurajima people in the iron coffin.

"Differences do not conspire with each other, the way of the Heavenly Master's Mansion does not agree with me, so why is this treason?" Zhang Yun'an and others looked at Zheng Shouming in front of them with hatred, but there was a trace of sadness in their hearts.

When Sakurajima invaded Xia Kingdom, there were countless traitors like Zheng Shouming!

The number of puppet troops once far exceeded Sakurajima's regular army!

It was these traitors who made it very easy for Sakurajima to invade Xia Kingdom!
Unexpectedly, this kind of person would still not change his nature after death. Even if Sakurajima was defeated, he still wanted to revive his so-called "adult" through evil methods!
Chen Jin's eyes were red, and he tried to stand up.

"Kill...kill the Japanese!"

Zheng Shouming looked at the struggling Chen Jin and sneered.

"It's ridiculous, because you also want to offend Lord Tojo?"

"Nine-character mantra, fight!"

As Zheng Shouming pinched the formula, an evil light hit Chen Jin, interrupting his movements.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Shouming kept chanting the evil spell, which unexpectedly formed a kind of echo with the spell on the iron coffin, absorbing the resentment from Chen Jin crazily.

Seeing this, Zhang Yunan shouted hastily.

"Stop him!"

"He wants to wake up the corpse in the iron coffin!"

But before Wang Chuan and Guan Cai could move, they froze.

They felt at the same time that there was an evil aura that was firmly locked on them!

"Be honest... Lord Tojo, wake up!"

"It is your honor to be part of the power of Osakurajima Tojo-sama!"

Zheng Shouming said coldly, the grievances condensed into a chain-like existence, binding Zhang Yun'an and even Wang Yi.

Through these chains, the grievances of the few people are constantly passing away, while the breath in the coffin is getting stronger and stronger.

"My lord, please accept it!"

"Welcome to your lord to wake up!"

The smile on Zheng Shouming's face became more and more intense, and he knelt down in front of the iron coffin devoutly.The iron coffin vibrated, and the coffin lid showed faint signs of being bounced off.

"Wang..."

But at this moment, a roar sounded suddenly.

next moment.

The chains of condensed resentment snapped.

Not only that, but the figure of the hot pot appeared beside Zheng Shouming.

The sharp claws stretched out and swatted away Zheng Shouming, who was kneeling on the ground, like a fly.

"Wang Wang..."

The hot pot continued to growl at Zheng Shouming, as if mocking him, and his breath swept away, making Zheng Shouming feel as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

Looking at the hot pot, the eyes are also full of fear.

I never thought that the strength of this dog would be so terrifying!
"you……"

"Master Tojo, please kill them!"

Zheng Shouming was overwhelmed by the smell of the hot pot, and his resentment was about to dissipate, but he turned his head to look at the iron coffin beside him, his eyes were full of madness and piety.

"Peng!"

Almost at the moment Zheng Shouming finished speaking, the lid of the iron coffin was thrown away with a bang, and an old corpse in Sakurajima military uniform, with scarlet eyes falling on Guan Cai and the others.

It also allowed Guan Cai and the others to see clearly the appearance of the corpse.

It was a distorted and terrifying face.

The face of the Sakurajima Japanese corpse was full of potholes, as if tumors had grown out before.

Some were broken, leaving a pit of flesh.

Some shrank and became a scar that could never be healed.

Even the position of his eyes has several bulges.

Especially the left eye was stained with layers of pus, blood, water and dirt.

"It's so ugly..."

(End of this chapter)