novelaction Chapter 348 The Shaman's Corpse with White Hair
Chapter 348 The Shaman's Corpse with White Hair
Chapter 348 The White-Haired Shaman Corpse
"Get away!"
Zhang Lingyu shouted, and several people immediately jumped to the side.
The blades swept past and actually cut Zhuge Qing's Samadhi True Fire.
Zhuge Qing shouted, "I'll maintain the Samadhi True Fire, and I'll leave these six-armed devils to you!"
The terrifying cold current blowing from the front carriage still did not stop. If the Samadhi True Fire was not used to resist it, the others would be frozen into ice sculptures in a short time.
At that time, I will be at the mercy of others.
Zhang Lingyu was the first to rush forward. With a flick of his hand, lightning lashed towards the Japanese warriors like a whip.
However, the Japanese warrior only moved one of his arms, and the samurai sword condensed with frost and slashed directly at the lightning.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a colorful stick poked over.
The Japanese warrior had to raise his two swords to block, but his body was still knocked back by the stick.
Feng Baobao suddenly appeared behind the Japanese soldier, holding a machete in his hand, and chopped at his arm.
But this Japanese warrior had six arms after all. When he sensed an attack from behind, he turned his wrist with one of his hands and grasped the knife, blocking Feng Baobao's attack with extreme precision.
"Ho!"
The Japanese warrior turned around and swung his sword backward with one of his arms.
Feng Baobao dodged by rolling backwards on the spot, then stomped her feet on the ground and rushed forward again like a cannonball.
Generally speaking, it is difficult to respond to such a secondary attack.
But as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and this Japanese warrior has six arms!
Therefore, the Japanese warriors can take care of all directions. Even if there are any gaps or weaknesses, if there are enough arms, the tolerance rate will increase accordingly.
"Bah!"
Wang Zhenqiu swept over with the golden hoop stick in his hand. The Japanese warrior raised his sword to block it and slashed out two sword winds at the same time.
The stick was so powerful that it knocked the Japanese soldier flying.
A black chain tied Wang Zhenqiu's waist and pulled him aside, avoiding the attack of Dao Feng.
Stab it!
With a flash of lightning, Zhang Chulan lowered his body and rushed forward, kicking the Japanese warrior's calf with a sweeping kick.
Although this Japanese warrior has many hands, he only has one pair of legs.
Xunlei's movement was so fast that the Japanese warrior couldn't react, but as his body fell, he still pushed the ground with his knife.
Barron jumped up and sprayed a large cloud of acid mist at the Japanese warriors.
The Japanese warriors fluttered their cloaks and used the wind from their swords to blow away the acid mist.
But suddenly, Feng Baobao jumped out from the side, with a flash of cold light, and chopped off half of the arm with a knife.
"Ho!"
The Japanese warrior shouted, flashed in front of Feng Baobao, and attacked with five swords at once.
"I've got you, you idiot!"
Unexpectedly, Wang Ye suddenly used magic to freeze the devil warrior's body.
Feng Baobao successfully stabbed the knife in his hand into the neck of the Japanese warrior and then cut off his head.
Zhang Lingyu took the opportunity to use Yang Wu Lei to blow the Japanese soldier's head off to prevent future troubles.
"Yes!" Feng Xingtong waved his fist, "Finally got this thing done!"
Wang Zhenqiu took off his divine mask and looked at the six-armed corpse of the devil. He said, "This thing is quite powerful. It can hold out for a while under our siege."
Feng Xingtong pointed at the corpse and asked, "Should we keep this thing and take it back for research later?"
"Put it away. Who knows what it might be useful for."
Wang Zhenqiu walked forward, took out his devouring bag and collected the six-armed corpse.
Just at this moment, Zhang Wuling's yang spirit returned to his body and walked out of Wang Ye's Qimen Bureau.
"nailed it?"
Zhang Chulan replied: "Well, it's been resolved, but this cold wind..."
"That's okay." Zhang Wuling raised his hand and struck the carriage in front with a thunderbolt.
In an instant, the raging cold wind suddenly stopped.
"Tsk, he has to be the boss!" Wang Zhenqiu said with a thumbs up.
Zhang Wuling raised his chin and smiled, "Alright, I've already told the senior sisters. Let's split up. They'll go investigate the matter of Old Master Ma, and we'll take care of this side."
Zhuge Qing nodded: "This should be the last carriage. The most important thing is probably inside."
"Come on, let's go take a look."
Zhang Wuling took the lead and stepped into the sixth and last carriage without fear.
As soon as I came in, I saw an iron coffin placed in the middle of the carriage.
The lid of the iron coffin was opened and placed on the ground beside it, so the situation inside could be seen at a glance.
Inside the black iron coffin lay an extremely strange corpse.
The reason why it is weird is that it has long white hair all over its body, a bit like a gorilla.
"White zombie?" Zhang Lingyu frowned.
"No, I'm afraid it's not a zombie." Zhang Wuling walked forward and looked it up and down.
The mouth of the white-haired corpse was wide open, charred black, and emitting white smoke, obviously having just been struck by lightning.
The corpse was wearing shaman's clothes, a magic hat on his head, and decorated with bronze mirrors, ribbons and bells.
A set of divine clothes with red, green and yellow stripes, embroidered with exquisite patterns that were difficult to understand, as well as animal fur and some wolf teeth and bird feathers.
Zhang Wuling noticed that the corpse's eyes were empty and there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets.
I don't know if it decayed naturally or disappeared for some other reason.
"The lid of this coffin has been opened before," Zhuge Qing asked. "Could it be that old man Ma?"
"It's very likely. After all, apart from our employees, the only person who has entered this train is Old Master Ma." Wang Ye said.
Feng Xingtong sensed it and asked doubtfully, "But this corpse looks like it's fine, except for the strange hair growing all over it."
He had just tested it and found that there was no soul in the corpse, it was just a shell.
Zhang Wuling placed his hand on the head of the shaman's corpse and examined it carefully. Suddenly, his eyebrows raised and his eyes fell on the abdomen of the corpse.
"There's something in this guy's stomach."
Is there something in your stomach?
In one sentence, it drew everyone's attention.
But just looking at the surface, there is no problem at all, it is completely covered by the divine clothes.
Feng Baobao twirled the machete nimbly with her fingers and stepped forward, saying, "I'll do it. Caesarean sections are something I'm very good at."
Zhang Chulan was speechless: "Sister Baoer, this person is dead, and it looks like he should be a man..."
"Oh, then cutting open the stomach is no problem, I'm a professional!"
Zhang Chulan didn't know what to say, so he looked at Zhang Wuling and said, "Boss, look..."
"Let the older sister come."
Zhang Wuling had investigated and found something in the corpse's abdomen. He didn't know what it was, but it wasn't a living thing, nor was it a freak ghost baby.
With Zhang Wuling's order, Feng Baobao jumped onto the iron coffin and cut open her clothes with a knife, revealing her hairy belly.
Feng Baobao first knocked on the stomach with the handle of a knife to determine the position and depth of the contents before starting to cut.
Everyone watched intently, and as the knife cut open the belly, a shiny thing came into everyone's sight.
"How could this be a..."