Chapter 103 1.103 Corpse Transformation
"Gu-gu." Nighthawk's cry, in this pitch-black night, made people feel a little nervous.
Three hundred miles away from the capital, on a muddy trail, despite the light rain, a funeral procession of more than ten people was ushered in.
The team moved forward slowly, paper money flying like snowflakes all the way.
After walking for a while in a dreary way, it rained a little densely.
Under the dark sky, a big bird flying by with its wings spread out and squeaked harshly.
The people in front of the funeral procession suddenly stopped, and a group of black crows flew towards them, causing people to hurriedly stretch out their hands to sweep them away.
Suddenly, a cold and pale plain hand came out from under the coffin board.
No one in the team let out a scream.
The coffin slammed to the ground, making a dull sound.
Under the bleak starlight, a woman in white with a big belly and long hair stood there.
Lift your head slowly...
Faced with the horrified expressions of the crowd with their jaws quivering, they rushed forward with a roar without hesitation.
In the rain on the official road, a horse team came.
The young Yusu boy in the scorpion restrained the reins of the horse, frowned and listened for a while, then patted the horse and followed Prince Mo, "Master, did you hear some strange noises?"
Prince Mo nodded, more than a strange sound, a faint bloody aura was sent down the wind, letting him clearly know that there must be changes ahead.
"Everyone, be careful." Yu Suyi waved his hand and ordered the more than 20 black-clothed youths accompanying him.
It's about to arrive in the capital soon, with the temperament of those few, there will be no chance if they don't make a move.
Prince Mo glanced casually ahead, and a cold smile formed on the corner of his mouth.
There was no shroud on the flimsy white clothes, but when the raindrops floated around him, it transpired into smoke and disappeared in an instant.
It was really boring along the way. His "brothers" couldn't come up with anything new except assassination or assassination.
Not as interesting as his little wooden baby. Thinking of that paralyzed face, the smile on the corner of Mo Lian's mouth deepened slightly.
Tsk, I inexplicably think of the little guy again, making me upset.
A group of more than 20 cavalrymen galloped forward, walking on the official road.
However, as the rain gradually increased, the visibility became very low.
Suddenly, on a muddy path in the slanted thorns, a woman with a potbellied head came out, and a large thorn blocked the middle of the road.
The Yusu boy hurriedly restrained his horse, so he didn't bump into her.
The young people are no longer stunned.
This night, the road was boundless, and suddenly a woman described as strange came out of the dirt road, how strange it was.
Everyone's spirits were immediately tense, and they silently prepared for battle.
The woman was wearing a muddy white dress, and her long hair was wet on her face after being drenched by the rain.
The walking posture is very strange, the feet and hands are very stiff, and step by step down the dirt road, it makes people feel a little hairy for some reason.
"Everyone, be careful!" Yusu took out his sword and took a few steps forward, pointing the blade at the woman, "Stop, who is pretending to be a ghost here."
Prince Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the woman in the way with no interest.
In the middle of the night, he didn't have the leisure to spend time here with a woman of unknown origin.
"She refuses to go, you help her." The prince's indifferent voice sounded slowly.
Yusu immediately raised his sword, saying it was too late, the woman raised her head abruptly, a pale face stained with blood, her eyes bulging out strangely.
With one mouth, there was a roar of ghost crying and wolf howling. Before Yusu could make a move, Prince Mo waved his sleeves.