Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Wu Cong said that he wanted to be faster, so it really wouldn't be too slow. After all, even a millennium-old rice dumpling that was chained by the underworld is a real millennium-old rice dumpling. It's not a difficult thing.

Because the legal system of ancient Egypt is somewhat different from that of China, those corpses were given some unexpected special abilities, but it is not too troublesome.

Wu Cong's fighting ability is absolutely excellent when there is no need to take into account the safety of those around him, and the flashes of light flicker when he writes, making the three corpses dare not act rashly.

The two have completely transformed into animal heads and human bodies as in the records. One has the head of a snake, and it is also a highly poisonous black mamba. The forked letter spit out a buzzing hissing sound, and the other was the head of a pigeon. Compared with ordinary pigeons, this one was out of proportion. The mouth was much larger than normal, and the scarlet eyes stared Wu Cong, even if she doesn't have wings so she can't fly like a real pigeon, but she has acquired a certain ability to fly like a pigeon, and she flaps her arms dexterously in the narrow corridors, waiting for the opportunity.

The only head that has not been fully transformed into a human body shows a half-human and half-animal appearance, with fangs growing out of its mouth and bright red ears that have no fur growing on its head. Her body is soft on the ground and her limbs are on the ground, like a real As soft as a boneless cat, his pupils were fixed in a straight line and stared at Wu Cong, and there was a constant grunt in his throat.

Yes, she, except for the first half-human, half-snake corpse which is male, the other two corpses are all female, with graceful curves and fair skin - it should be said that they once had, and now they only have What remained was a shriveled body, with oxidized tan skin wrinkled and wrapped around the bones. Every time it moved, the bones would rub against each other to make teeth-stinging sounds.

But this does not affect their movements. At first glance, they could only see a few blue and black afterimages hovering around Wu Cong in the corridor. The sound of animals rolled in the corridor with a terrifying momentum.

The corridor was very bright, the lights were so bright that it was dazzling, the white walls and the blue doors reflected the pale light.

The extremely bright light gave birth to extremely bright shadows, and the shadows of various utensils in the corridor were dark and clear, but the shadows of several corpses were dim and muddy, and the boundaries were blurred, as if their shadows were constantly escaping. Starting from the outermost side, it became mottled little by little, wisps of smoke drifted out from their shadows, and approached Wu Cong silently.

However, Wu Cong has no shadow, where does the shadow of a ray of spirit come from? The light casts from his body, turning his face into a bloodless pale.

The wisps of smoke seemed to be aware of this too. They condensed and rolled under Wu Cong's feet, but they collapsed because there was no support. They tried to pull Wu Cong's ankles, but they were almost completely scattered by a sharp electric light .

The curse is based on shadows. After discovering that Wu Cong was not the object they provoked, wisps of smoke on the ground quickly dispersed in all directions and disappeared into the thick black shadows of the corridor utensils.

Wu Cong used spells to trap those shadows—this was supposed to be a method of fixing the body, the shadow is the half body of a person, once the shadow is trapped, that person will not live long, so now it is used to trap a few A wisp of gray gas is also caused.

Of course, Wu Cong didn't think that trapping a few wisps of smoke meant trapping the elusive curse. If the ancient Egyptian curse was so easy to break, it wouldn't have been rumored to be miraculous all these years.

It's just that I'm going to get rid of these zongzi first, and then deal with the curse——

Without the control of the human body, the hundreds of dead bodies in the mortuary will obediently lie down, so the pressure on Hotch, who is the main target of attack, will be much less.

The corpses in front of Wu Cong were not fools either. Seeing that Wu Cong was attacking them directly, he immediately recalled a group of corpses to cover them. , flung his teeth and claws at Wu Cong.

The snake-headed man wrapped his neck around the pigeon-headed man, and his whole body was wrapped around it as if there were no bones. The pigeon-headed man flapped his arms and retreated quickly, carrying another corpse on his back, but her speed was faster than before. At least doubled, trying to escape when those ordinary corpses were catching Wu Cong.

The half cat's corpse was obviously not as smart as they came. She hadn't realized the danger of Wu Cong, and when more companions came, she let out a low growl excitedly, as if she was bound to win Wu Cong.

It's a pity that those who escaped in the end failed to escape, and those who attacked did not succeed.

After Wu Cong finished the last stroke, the moment he picked up the pen, a raging fire ignited under it. There was no wind in the air and it ignited spontaneously, sweeping across the entire corridor quickly, causing the corpse to scream.

The strange thing was that the flame was not scorching hot, and it didn't burn the skin of the corpse even if it touched it, but it caused the dead corpses to writhe on the ground in extreme pain, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Such screams lasted for nearly five seconds, and then everything fell silent.

Dozens of corpses were strewn about in the corridor, and some of them were still in the posture of crawling halfway out of the vent or jumping halfway up. When the flames were extinguished, the fire of the soul was also extinguished, and the next second fell like a rag bag. On the ground, there was a dull movement.

The light is no longer dazzling and pale, and the mottled and dark yellow walls are exposed after losing excessive lighting.

Wu Cong inspected the three corpses on the ground. Now they are no longer half-human, half-animal. There is a huge gap in the human head, through which the rotting animal corpses can be seen.

Humans, this will be resolved.Wu Cong straightened up and floated leisurely out of the gap in the wall, following the direction of the shadow in one direction.

I don't know what's going on with Hotch.

The pressure on Hotch's side has been reduced a lot. The corpses in front of him fell to the ground without any movement, as if the power went out suddenly. Hannibal and William were unfortunately splashed with blood by the falling corpses. Hotch, who survived the disaster, followed the bloody water The small white dumpling has turned into a small dirty dumpling, the soft long hair sticks to the body wetly, stained with dirt and dust, and has various red, white and white human structures. Hotch buried it in the The eyeballs of Maoli's corpse were taken out and placed on the table, helplessly looking at the little ball that was completely controlled by instinct and squinted and rolled on him, staining his suit by the way.

After imagining the various body fluids that Xiaotuanzi might have been contaminated with when he fought the enemy bravely just now, Hotch gave up trying to save his clothes.

Let him be happy, who would be willing to get angry with such a little guy.

Touching Xiaotuanzi's wet nose, Xiaotuanzi rubbed his big hands on his head happily, sticking out his pink and tender tongue to lick Hotch's fingertips, and his big watery eyes were shining very cutely.

If he hadn't seen this little guy break most of the zombie's bones with a slap of his tail just now, everyone would have regarded him as the cute little guy in the window.

William confirmed that Hotch was fine, then turned to Hannibal and asked "Are you okay?"——Hannibal was caught by the shadow just now and couldn't get out of the way in time, and a small piece of flesh was bitten off by the child's corpse on his arm, even if there was He was inevitably affected by the detoxification pill sponsored by Wu Cong. The blood vessels in his entire arm bulged and turned slightly black, but his complexion was pale.

"Fortunately, it's just that the arm is numb and can't move." Hannibal said, he took the emergency measures in case of poisoning, tied his arm tightly, and at the same time cut an opening in the bite wound to squeeze out the poisonous blood.

While bleeding, he looked at the corpse of the child lying on the ground. He was bitten very quickly, but he could swear that he clearly saw the corpse swallowing his own flesh.

Swallow your own meat into your stomach.

This recognition made him feel extreme excitement and fear in an instant, and that emotion came very quickly and intensely, and even made it difficult for him to control himself. If it wasn't because the toxin made his complexion pale, he would think that his face would It must be full of excited and distorted red.

William didn't know anything about his emotional changes at that moment, he was just worried about his companion who didn't look very good. At this time, he didn't notice that Hotch was standing a little far away from them, with a somewhat hidden look in his eyes well scrutinized.

After the zombies lay down, Hotch's yin and yang eyes, which were disturbed by too many souls and caused them to malfunction, resumed their work. He saw the gray air covering William's body. The gray air was erratic and subtle, but he let it develop It will gradually evolve into disaster or disease, causing the host to suffer great pain.

But Hotch was more concerned with what he saw in Hannibal.

Resentment, extremely heavy resentment, enveloped Hannibal like black smoke after a flame ignited, for a while he couldn't even see the other person's face clearly, like a collection of resentment, he could faintly feel the resentment wandering Crying helplessly beside him.

That kind of resentment flowed all over Hannibal's body, flowing down from his mouth, spiraling and twisting around his belly, and divided into countless streams to wrap every inch of his skin.

Hotch didn't know what Hannibal did to provoke so much resentment, but he knew that it couldn't be a good thing.

The little dirty ball lying on his hand bared its teeth at Hannibal, its eyes full of vigilance.

This man is dangerous, if necessary, deal with it secretly.

On the other side, Wu Cong, who had already received three cursed masks and was about to deal with them, paused suddenly. He put the masks aside and flicked them lightly in the air. look like.

"What's the matter?" Wu Cong asked, if it wasn't for something, Song Yu would never have looked for him in the middle of the night when he should be hugging a human to sleep.

"A bad news." Song Yu said with a wry smile, "My mirror of the world is gone."