Goldfinger turned out to be the villain

Chapter 64
Zhang Yan's grandfather crawled out of the grave, except that his skin was a little gray, his eyes and expression were all lifelike, and he didn't look like a dead body at all.

This is also the reason why Zhang Yan was so frightened that he yelled out.

You must know that this kind of primitive horror has not appeared in Zhang Yan's body for a long time.

"Zhang Yan." The corpse said with a long and heavy ending, stretched out its arms, and moved towards Zhang Yan step by step.

The clothes on the corpse were very tattered, and they were not the clothes Zhang Yan remembered that his grandfather had, which further confirmed one point—all of this was still a cover-up.

Although Zhang Yan, a junior high school student, organized the funeral at the beginning, Zhang Yan still kept the rules that Zhang Yan thought he should have.

How could it be possible for an old man in Hua to travel west with a crane in ordinary clothes?

Not to mention this kind of almost rag-like, almost scantily clad attire.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan instilled another wave of spiritual power into his eyes, and when he took a closer look, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

The face of the corpse had turned into a piece of rot, and there was only one eyeball in the two eye sockets, and the single eye exuded a ferocious and greedy gaze.

The nose has been completely rotted away, leaving only two hollow holes, from which a disgusting fluid flows out.

In the mouth without lips, the two rows of teeth covered with mud kept biting together, making a clicking sound.

At the same time, Zhang Yan had already seen that the light clusters under the other graves were also becoming restless, and the soil on the graves had begun to tremble slightly, as if they were about to come out.

It may be that the yin energy in the cemetery is too heavy, so the spiritual power is consumed very quickly. In a few minutes, Zhang Yan's vision returned to normal. In order to save energy, Zhang Yan did not repeat the action.

Although Zhang Yan is not yet a very powerful demon hunter, he is not interested at all in the face of corpses that obviously do not have a strong aura.

It's too late to be too busy to be good, so I don't have the time to talk to you idiots.

Just stab it to death.

After thinking about it, he slid the tiger's head straight, and sent the sharp and cold tip of the gun directly into the throat of the corpse in front of him pretending to be his grandfather.

There were several gurgling sounds from the corpse's throat, but the ferocity in the one-eyed eyes became more and more serious, and the two outstretched hands began to grab at random in the air, as if they wanted to grab Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan smiled wryly, he was still too young after all, how could he ignore the fact that normal attacks are ineffective against dead bodies.

In general stories where such monsters appear, the most basic routine operation is to shoot the head, otherwise, it can be killed by firing two shuttle bullets at the body without seeing it.

Pulling back the tiger's head with a puff, Zhang Yan switched from stabbing to sweeping. The gun shaft of the tiger's head, as thick as a teacup, drew a silver flower in the air and landed firmly on the left temple of the corpse.

Like a watermelon that had been hollowed out, the head of the corpse made a muffled sound after being hit hard, and then shattered into pieces.

Zhang Yan took two steps back in a timely manner, avoiding the disgusting liquid splashing from his brain, and shook the tiger's head twice to shake off the liquid attached to it.

The corpse took a few steps forward with inertia, and finally his knees gave way, and he fell to the ground, convulsing continuously.

How complicated!
This kind of attack is extremely easy for Zhang Yan who has already embarked on the road of physical training.

Driving shikigami like Tatsumi's is a waste of spiritual power, and there are many types of shikigami's functions. How can there be such a refreshing fighting style with a big gun and just doing it.

Based on Zhang Yan's current amount of spiritual power in his body, from the moment he entered the barrier to the present, it took only a fraction of the effort.

Right now, the little spiritual energy cluster in the dantian qi sea still seems to have not woken up, the whole cluster is in a daze.

When you get out of the barrier, you have to practice in seclusion for a period of time, and strive for another breakthrough.

While Zhang Yan was thinking wildly, a few more crawled out of their own graves recklessly, and walked towards Zhang Yan screaming.

Zhang Yan frowned, swung the tiger's head and took all the orders, one at a time, neatly.

Come on, give away the head!

This kind of corpse is actually a low-level monster created by Hoshino. Its IQ is so low that it is almost non-existent. Hoshino probably didn't expect them to come out to attack people.

The sudden visit of a living person like Zhang Yan today aroused their dead energy and made them active.

As for why it turned into the appearance of Grandpa Zhang Yan, it should be a coincidence, a certain monster secretly mastered the ability of blinding eyes.

All they have left is the instinct to eat and pursue food.

And the so-called food is Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan didn't know if there would be any mutation if these guys eat a few more people, of course, he didn't want to know either.

Fortunately, there are not many monsters in this [-]-square-meter boundary. Zhang Yan tossed and shot one by one, and [-]% of the corpses that stood up again would lie down again.

But at this moment, Zhang Yan suddenly felt a very strong Yin Qi approaching him, he hurriedly directed his spiritual power to his eyes, and suddenly saw the rotten meat-like thing in midair.

Yin Sha!

Zhang Yan's heart tightened.

Ye Xiao once mentioned to him that the most annoying thing that can be encountered in a place like the cemetery is not the resurrected dead, but this kind of insubstantial monster formed on the basis of resentment-Yin Sha.

The surface of Yin Sha is like a cloud of black mist, but the black mist will constantly transform into painful human faces, flashing and disappearing on the surface, rising and falling one after another, which looks very strange.

Since this kind of monster has no entity, there is no way to leave video data. Zhang Yan only saw the outline drawn by Ye Xiao from his memory before he was sure that it was a ghost.

Back then, Ye Xiao's drawing was disgusting enough, but I didn't expect it to be [-] times more disgusting than that.

But it is very hot eyes.

This kind of thing needs to be nourished by yin energy, so it was only at this moment that Zhang Yan realized that the scene like Hoshino stepping down was actually feeding this yin evil.

This kind of ghost has a higher IQ than the living corpse, because it can fly and cannot be seen under normal sight, so it is somewhat tricky to deal with.

The ever-changing Yin Sha floated towards Zhang Yan unhurriedly. Zhang Yan knew that once he was enveloped in it, he would end up with no bones left.

So without saying a word, he swung his big gun and swept away the army again.

The gun body with its spiritual power drew a spark on the black mist, like a ball of cotton wool touched by fire, it burned instantly.

After a large fire, Zhang Yan thought it was as simple as dealing with the living corpse just now, but when he looked closely, he couldn't help but gasped.

I saw that the Yin Sha that was split open by myself had changed from one to two.

Then he floated towards Zhang Yan at an unhurried speed.
(End of this chapter)