Corpse King 2

  The local troops intervened, and Liao Dongfeng was slightly calm, but the continuous miserable cries soon tightened his nerves again.

  He and Peng Jianjun looked carefully, the zombie king was not afraid of bullets at all. His body was as hard as steel, and with the speed of the corpse king's movement and attack, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were killed on the spot.

  Liao Dongfeng watched with a thrilling heart, repeatedly congratulating himself on not rushing over hastily. However, seeing the militia and soldiers dying in large numbers, if he didn't think of a way to subdue the Zombie King quickly, the consequences would be unbearable.

  At this time, Peng Jianjun also looked at Liao Dongfeng with a puzzled face, wanting to find a way to get rid of the Zombie King from him. After seeing Liao Dongfeng think for a few minutes, he took out a blood-red fire opal from his inner pocket and said: "The zombie king transformed by the mouse driver has too much resentment, it seems that we can only gamble once. This time, you go pick up the militia's big blade, just keep slashing at the corpse king's body fiercely, I'll take advantage of the opportunity to stuff the fire opal into the corpse king's abdomen, hopefully this will work."

  "What? How dare you? You little brat has no conscience! You really scared me half to death!"

  "Less talk, more action."

  After finishing speaking, Liao Dongfeng rushed out first, and Peng Jianjun hesitated for a moment before following closely behind.

  The fierce battle on the scene has reached a boiling point, and several fearless soldiers have also grasped hand grenades to die together with the Corpse King. However, the Corpse King's speed of movement and attack is so fast that it makes people's eyes widen in shock, and its powerful force is even more terrifying. Before they could get close to it, those brave soldiers had already been annihilated.

  At this time, Peng Jianjun also rushed forward, he picked up the big knife on the ground, made full use of his strength and chopped it towards the head of the corpse king.

  With a loud clang, Peng Jianjun was shaken back repeatedly, his tiger's mouth cracked and bleeding, and his arms could no longer be lifted. At this time, the corpse king also turned red-eyed, and rushed to Peng Jianjun like crazy, swinging his hand to knock the chip knife out of his hand, and the steel-like claws fiercely pinched Peng Jianjun's left shoulder, causing him to scream in pain.

  "Damn it, Liao Dongfeng! I'm going back now, what are you waiting for, you little bastard!"

  Time waits for no one, Liao Dongfeng took a swift step and appeared behind the Corpse King. His right hand, as hard as steel, grasped the fire opal and pierced through the Corpse King's back. In an instant, a sharp and ear-piercing screech echoed out, causing the undead to cover their ears and fall to the ground, rolling about in agony.

  The iron-like corpse king's body suddenly retracted its black aura, and even its smooth skin began to wither. Liao Dongfeng took advantage of the opportunity to grab the corpse king's neck with his right hand and pull it back. Peng Jianjun and several surviving soldiers also seized the moment, picking up their weapons and stabbing them into the corpse king's body fiercely. One soldier even stuffed a grenade into the corpse king's abdomen and shouted loudly: "Everyone get down, get down!"

  As soon as the words fell, a loud noise shook the eardrums, and the torrential air waves blew Liao Dongfeng and others far away. When the smoke cleared, the survivors observed the situation at the explosion site.

  The corpse king was blown to pieces, and the brave warrior who sent the grenade into the corpse king's body also died unfortunately. The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air together, and there were incomplete corpses all over the ground. After seeing these, Peng Jianjun couldn't help but vomit on the ground until the local villagers rushed over after hearing the sound.

  Liao Dongfeng woke up after dinner, and the first thing he asked was about Peng Jianjun's situation. Peng Jianjun, who was sitting beside him, was delighted and quickly helped Liao Dongfeng sit up, asking him this and that. At this time, Hai Chen walked over, smiling and asked Liao Dongfeng: "You little guy is really tough, aren't you afraid of death?"

  To be honest, getting rid of the Corpse King made many people look at Liao Dongfeng in a new light, especially Feng Leitian and others. They looked at Liao Dongfeng with completely different eyes now. Before Feng Leitian could even ask, Liao Dongfeng suddenly remembered something and hastily asked: "Haicheng, you said my grandfather was a master of living puppetry, how much do you know about living puppetry? Also, is the firefly stone that hid the ghost insect a necessary item for living puppetry?"

  Liao Dongfeng's question attracted everyone's attention. Hai Chen couldn't avoid it at this time, so he also thought for a while before answering.

  That fire opal is an essential item for the living puppet technique, industry insiders call it the eye of the mechanism, it is the soul of the living puppet, this is what I saw in the puppet technique.

  Besides, I know your grandfather was a master of living machinery because my father also died in that bloody battle in Pamir. But don't worry, my ancestors weren't masters of machinery, my father was just a guide for your grandfather's team at the time, and when they encountered a blizzard, they took shelter in the Snow Lotus Cave. As for what happened afterwards, I have no idea.

  "What is this thing called 'Ji Guan Yao Shu'? Where is it?" Liao Dongfeng asked tightly.

  "Here it is." The old man, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up and walked stiffly to Liao Dongfeng's side, continuing: "Actually, I was supposed to be the guide on the Pamir trip, but at that time I was busy deciphering the Da Ling Tomb, so I let Hai Ming take over as the guide. But I never expected him to die in Pamir." At this point, Old Duan's eyes were a little moist, and Liao Dongfeng could tell from this that the relationship between Old Duan and Hai Chen's father was not ordinary.

  At this time, Hai Chen was also a little excited. He stretched out his hand to grab Liao Dongfeng's collar and asked in an angry voice: "What exactly happened in Pamir? Lao Liao should have told you, right?"

  Peng Jianjun saw Hai Chen's out-of-line behavior and immediately pushed him aside, shouting loudly: "What the hell do you want to do? Are you looking for death?" The tone of their words was completely confrontational.

  Seeing the tense atmosphere, Liao Dongfeng hastily shouted: "All of you calm down and listen to me."

  Hai Chen and Peng Jianjun glared at each other for half a day before turning back to listen to Liao Dongfeng.

  What happened in Pamir I really don't know, at that time I was still young and didn't know what my grandfather had done, but later I learned a bit about the situation from my grandfather's mouth.

  At that time, the tragedy was ultimately on the ghost-faced lantern Lu Ban's body. I remember that Grandpa would often shout "evil spirits" when he had nightmares at night, and the situation of the comrade from the police station before can also prove this point. The ghost-faced lantern is very dangerous, I can only say so much.

  Liao Dongfeng said the whole scene fell silent, and Duan Lao also threw the yellowed and outdated mechanism to Liao Dongfeng's feet, saying word by word: "Liao Lao's things are handed over to you, the mechanism is more useful in your hands. I'm clear about Liao Lao's character, and I've advised Hai Chen many times before. But now that someone has died, this is a big deal, and if we can't find a reasonable explanation, we can't shirk responsibility. You think so, right?"

  Liao Dongfeng picked up the mechanism, flipped it open to look at its contents, and after flipping through a few pages, his eyes suddenly widened. He muttered to himself: "This is a copy, not the original, and it's even an incomplete copy. Many things are missing from it. Who knows, maybe that's where we'll find the answers we're looking for."

  "It's easy to find the answer, it is said that the original of the mechanism was found under the copper man's foot at the entrance of the underground palace when excavating the outer earth mound of the Great Tomb of Sima. At that time, there were 173 copper plates recording the mechanism, but those copper plates disappeared overnight after being discovered." Old Duan replied succinctly.

  "Vanished into thin air? How can this be explained?" Liao Dongfeng asked in bewilderment.

  "In 1958, the country was still in chaos, and it was even more chaotic here. The protection of cultural relics had not yet been put on the agenda, and tomb raiders were everywhere. We did our best to protect national treasures, but we still let some people take advantage of us."

  "Who are you? How many people are there? Who are they?" This was the key question, Liao Dongfeng asked quickly, and others also looked at Duan Lao.

  Duan Lao looked up at the old earthen wall of the house, and his memories suddenly took him back to the past. After a while, he slowly replied: "12 people, Yuquan, Qimeng, Liao Yang, Wanyong, Chaowenxiu, Fengkai, Qinbaoguo, Nahaishan, Anzicheng, Haiming, Huayaozu and me. Everyone has their own expertise, each with their own unique skills, unbeatable in battle. We've been to many places, solved countless mysteries, we're a team with a strong sense of unity and excellent conduct. For decades, we've gone through life and death together, never uttering the word 'fear', until the appearance of the Ghost Face Lantern Lock, which is everyone's nightmare."

  "Where did Luban Lock come from?"

  Duan hesitated for a moment, glanced around at everyone present, and his expression was extremely unnatural. But his next answer was even more astonishing.

  "In the grand tomb of the last king of the magical kingdom in the snowy plateau Tibetan region."