Chapter Fourteen: Soul Corpse Duel

  The old mushroom suddenly stretched out of the water, panting and shouting: "You kids, don't run away! You must get rid of him, or none of us will survive!"

  "Old mushroom, isn't that your corpse? How can you treat your former self like this?" Qin Zhong said loudly.

  Just as the two were talking, the corpse suddenly dropped to the ground, its eyes wide open, and quickly squatted down, picking up the minced meat and bone fragments that Qin Zhong had chopped up earlier, and stuffed them into its mouth.

  When Qin Zhong first saw this scene, he wasn't frightened at all. However, the corpse's mouth was actually buried in its hair. Upon closer inspection with his eyes, there was no mouth on the corpse's face. The lips in the hair were squirming back and forth, frantically chewing the scattered flesh fragments. Before long, the flesh fragments on the ground were completely consumed by this thing. After it finished eating, the face that seemed to have cultivated the "Void Spirit Technique" suddenly twitched violently, as if trying to express some kind of emotion.

  This strange expression, combined with that dull and eerie howl, made Qin Zhong feel extremely annoyed. At the height of his frustration, a knife flew out, and with a single swing of his arm, it slid down from the top of the corpse's head, neatly cutting the mouth that was still chewing on its own flesh into three pieces, revealing two golden molars inside.

  "Old mushroom, your own corpse is still rotting to death, yet you still want two gold teeth? I'll take care of them for you first." Qin Zhong said, his hand holding a steel knife that pried open the mouth's upper jaw, and another knife stabbed into the tooth bed, pulling out two large golden teeth.

  Qin Zhong swiftly sheathed his sword and jumped out, tightly clenching the two large golden teeth in his palm. At this moment, he was already more than ten meters away from the corpse.

  However, strangely enough, at the cross-section where the corpse's hands were cut off, new arms suddenly grew out.

  Qin Zhong was extremely shocked. The digestion speed of this corpse was too fast, it had just been eaten and new ones could grow out, wasn't this equivalent to not being able to kill him?

  The old mushroom rushed to the side of the corpse, grabbed the neck with one hand and grasped the sticky hair with the other, pulling it back violently, exposing the throat in front of Qin Zhong: "Youngster, what are you waiting for? Come on, make a cut."

  "You think this is a butcher's knife, saying kill and then killing?" Qin Zhong said, but in his heart, he was also very uncertain. Firstly, he had no bottom line for this old mushroom, and secondly, he had no bottom line for that corpse. Such corpses were basically brainless, with only destruction and a straightforward charge forward.

  The old mushroom dragged the corpse, looking more and more exhausted. He panted heavily and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and cut off his head, he won't have any attacking power left!"

  Qin Zhong scratched his head, looked down at the steel knife in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Mother's, there's still this thing, my soul is tied to my own corpse, what kind of thing is this?" However, no matter how he thought about it, the most urgent task was still to quickly cut off the neck of this guy, because from the surface, after the head and body were separated, the head could be controlled by himself. After his body was severed, his mouth couldn't eat, so he couldn't regenerate again. This was actually a pretty good method.

  Thinking of this, Qin Zhong didn't think much more, holding a pair of knives in his hands, one on the left and one on the right. The corpse's head was severed from its body with a gush of black blood. However, after the head was separated, the mouth seemed to chew even faster, but it hadn't eaten anything. That twisted face had already explained everything.

  "Old mushroom, what else do you want?"

  "That's it, come on, follow me." The old mushroom said, carrying the corpse's head and flying into the thicket. The headless corpse seemed to be bumping around everywhere, and with a splash, it fell into the deep pool of water.

  Qin Zhong didn't dare to linger, and shouted for Guo Dafu and Yingzi to follow closely behind the old mushroom. They ran for a long time, and Qin Zhong's trio was already drenched in sweat all over their bodies. The old mushroom finally stopped, but only clenched his fists tightly around that skull, afraid that his head would run away.

  The old mushroom finally revealed a smile that wasn't forced: "Thanks to you all, I must get this head in my hands, so I can complete my task."

  "What's your business? So you're saying I've been used by you, right?" Qin Zhong asked skeptically.

  The old mushroom's face sank: "How can you call it exploitation, this is a transaction. You want to leave the Sacrificial Valley, don't you? Follow me, complete my task, and I'll send you out. Not only that, but I'll also send you back to your tribe. Don't you think this is a good deal?"

  "Hmph, no loss, if it's really like this, then my trip here would be completely meaningless."

  The old mushroom sneered, "Hmph, didn't you pocket those two gold teeth of mine? Consider this as payment for getting rid of my corpse. As for the rest, I don't think you'll need it anyway."

  "Isn't it unnecessary? The matter of the snow moth just now hasn't been settled with you yet, and you want to end it like this?"

  "It's not over yet, but I have to take care of my own business first." The old mushroom said with a dry smile, looking at Qin Zhong: "I think you still don't trust me, but if I really wanted to harm you, I would have killed you when you were on the ice door. Do I need to explain all this now?"

  Qin Zhong's mouth corners slightly raised, his eyebrows arched upwards, as if letting the old mushroom continue on its way.

  This time, the old mushroom slowed down its speed, and Qin Zhong and others finally caught up with it. They didn't know how long they had walked before they finally passed through this forest, and what appeared in front of them was a village, even some houses were emitting smoke from cooking, probably everyone was having dinner.

  Qin Zhong's stomach could no longer bear the torment of hunger, and it growled loudly. Guo Dafu finally came to his senses: "Boss, looks like you're hungry."

  "Aren't you hungry? Never mind, let's go ahead and see if we can find something to eat. We've been walking for so long, it would be weird if we weren't hungry."

  Yingzi seemed a bit weak: "Qin brother, I'm a little tired and can't walk anymore."

  "After becoming wealthy, there's still a bit of water left, you've even drunk that little bit of water!"

  The old mushroom just kept walking forward, not making a sound. When he heard Qin Zhong and the others behind him say they were hungry, he suddenly stopped, slowly turned his head around, and said with a serious face: "From now on, you must guarantee that you won't speak, nor have any thoughts of hunger. Also, one of you take off your jacket and give it to me to wrap my head in. If not, we will encounter trouble."

  "What's the big deal? Isn't that smoke rising from up ahead? What's wrong with me going into the village to grab a bite?" Qin Zhong said, his eyes scanning the village once more, only to be met with a look of astonishment.

  After all, Qin Zhong's eyes could see ghosts. The smoke he had seen earlier had turned into thick black smoke, and from time to time, there were wails and howls coming from the village.

  Yingzi's body hair all stood up, and she asked in a low voice: "That, that village ahead, where is it?"

  "That's the famous Tomb of the Wrongful Dead."

  "That is obviously a house, how can it be a grave?" Guo Dafu said, raising his foot to gaze at the house.

  Qin Zhong grabbed Guo Dafu: "Listen to Lao Mo's words, I can see that it is indeed a piece of deserted tomb, and there are no grave heads or mourning paper, not even a tombstone. In short, when these people died and were buried, they were all low-key burials."

  "That's to say, all the people buried here died in vain?" Guo Dafu asked curiously. The old mushroom suddenly stretched out its head with a long beak-like mouth in front of Guo Dafu, causing Guo Dafu's face to turn pale and take a big step back: "What are you doing?"

  Old Mushroom said, "Take off your top clothes and wrap them around this head. Whatever you do, don't let the corpses in the tomb smell the blood on his head. Also, when we pass by there, no matter what you see, hear or smell, don't make any unusual movements. Just follow me and nothing will happen. Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll be done for."

  Guo Dafu looked at Qin Zhong, who nodded. He then reluctantly took off his jacket and wrapped it tightly around the head, muttering to himself: "This jacket cost nearly 10,000 yuan, and now I'm using it to wrap a dead man's head?"