The Lord of Reincarnation - 128. Chapter 127

Step on!

The footsteps were very slow, as if a normal person was slowly moving forward.

Hei Jie held his breath and looked at each other with Shang Han, and found that the opponent’s body was trembling.

Step on!

Not long after, a figure appeared at the corner of the road and walked towards them.

“What… scary…”

Shang Han exhaled, “I’ll ask for directions…”

As he walked towards the figure, he asked: “Uncle…you know that this road is called…it’s…chuck…chuck…”

Shang Han’s pupils widened, his teeth trembled, and he was so scared that he sat down on the ground and kept moving backwards: “He, he, he…”

Heijie took a step forward and saw clearly.

It’s…not a person!

Or… it’s a corpse!

The corpse looked middle-aged, with a black face and tattered clothes.

Under his feet, blood-red footprints appeared one after another, as if every step he took would shed blood from his body.

“what!!”

The girl’s scream cut through the dead silence, reverberating constantly in the sky.

“run!”

Heijie picked up Shang Han and ran fast with two female classmates.

Behind them, the corpse still walked forward unhurriedly, leaving two lines of blood footprints.

“Whirring whirring!”

When a person is intensely afraid or excited, it will stimulate the secretion of adrenaline, leaving the body in a very strange state.

Hei Jie felt this way, as if he was very powerful at this time.

But beside him, Shang Han and the two girls were almost paralyzed by fright, which greatly hindered his speed.

“Run!” Shang Han shouted at this moment: “I remember… he was the first deceased in… a serial murder, called’Bone Tao’. I have seen a picture of him.”

“The dead… are you resurrected?” Nai’s panicked too: “Hurry up… go find someone, help!”

“what!”

At this time, Luqiluo screamed again: “We… why are we back again?”

Hei Jie looked forward and saw the corpse again.

It just flees from the previous back and turned into a frontal face.

If it hadn’t been for Luqiluo’s reminder, perhaps he would have hit him head-on.

“Is this… a maze?”

The scene beyond common sense made Heijie’s head a little dizzy.

He is pretty good, the little girl named Nai Er, has almost collapsed.

“We…can’t escape…we will die here…like Ziyuan…” Shang Han cried out nervously, “The murderer who killed Ziyuan is not a human!”

‘I don’t want to die! ‘

‘To find ways to! Find a way! ‘

Looking at the corpses that were approaching, Hei Jie suddenly opened his schoolbag and fell to the ground, causing many textbooks to fall to the ground.

He grabbed a black notebook and looked at the ground again.

There, there are bloody footprints left by the corpse after walking!

“I have a way…”

Heijie whispered. He didn’t care whether the corpse was alive or dead, and said hoarsely: “I just want to get a little blood from that corpse! You must walk across and walk around behind him…”

This alley, running backwards will eventually become facing the corpse, with high walls on both sides.

So they have no way to escape, they can only move on to the corpse.

“Are you crazy?”

Shang Han yelled: “You are going to go, I don’t want to go there when I die…”

“I go!”

Hei Jie looked at the two holding each other, lying limp on the ground, only to know that the crying female classmate suddenly felt tired.

He put his right hand on his heart, felt his heart beating violently, and thought of Ziyuan again.

‘If I die here…’

Hei Jie’s feet were soft, he gritted his teeth forcibly, and walked towards the corpse.

The closer he got, the stronger the smell of the corpse, which almost made him vomit or faint.

The alley was very narrow, and the man was walking in the middle of the road again. Hei Jie leaned his body against the wall, wishing to turn into a piece of paper.

It’s near! Closer!

At this distance, he could clearly see the face of the corpse.

About forty years old, his face is black, his eyes are dull, and many places on his body have begun to rot…

The corpse walked forward slowly, seeming not to notice him, and just walked towards the three people.

Step on!

The sound of footsteps gradually moved away, but Hei Jie felt that his feet were soft and could hardly move. This was frightened!

“Huh… I won the bet, I survived!”

He sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

“Help!”

At this time, the three of Shang Han also saw the corpse approaching, and couldn’t help shouting again and again.

“hold onto……”

Heijie lay on the ground, hurriedly opening his black notebook.

He took another pen, dipped it in the blood on the ground, and began to write the name’Bone Tao’.

The blood on the ground is also very awkward, as thick as plasma, and does not change color.

‘A person bleeds so constantly, the blood should have been drained long ago, why is there still? ‘

A strange idea emerged in Heijie’s mind.

However, just when he stained a little blood with a pen, the corpse suddenly turned around and walked towards him.

“Ah…”

Heijie lay on the ground, his palms trembling constantly, and he wrote the name crookedly. It was almost a three-year-old child who wrote it better than him.

But Hei Jie has ignored these.

After he finished writing his name, the corpse also came to him, casting a huge shadow down.

‘Book of Curses, it’s up to you! ‘

Heijie closed his eyes and pinned all his hopes on his notebook.

…

At this time, Fang Xian didn’t even know that so many things had happened outside.

After all, his spiritual mind could not reach out of the notebook.

Apart from reading Heijie’s diary every day, there is almost no entertainment.

“The Secrets of Dongxuan”…I really dare not comprehend it. Although my realm has improved, the world doesn’t know whether to recognize it… and my hard power has dropped a lot, I’m afraid I won’t be able to subdue it. Stay mad…’

‘On the other hand, some of the magical powers that I have realized before, maybe you can try… and the Taoism of the previous world…’

‘Do you want to be an old master to pass on the exercises, selectively release some exercises, and do some experiments? Although I can guess that the last world’s tactics, this world might not recognize it… If the last world of cultivating immortals is 70 to 80% similar to my last world of martial arts, then this world, I’m afraid it’s even No one or two in Chengdu…’

At this moment, Fang Xian found that there was an additional name written in blood in his notebook.

In fact, the name is not important, blood is the medium!

‘what? What irritated this kid, he turned so dark that he wanted to kill? No… It seems that the object… is not a person! ‘

Fang Xian’s primordial spirit spread up, and suddenly felt a strange person, or…a corpse!

‘It seems that the weird things in this world are not just a notebook…Huh? It seems to have gathered a lot of spirituality in it. How many people did it kill? ‘

He thought for a while, harnessing the characteristics of the notebook, and began to curse the corpse.

This is a confrontation between weird and weird!