I followed Xu Mingyang and walked deeper into this underground space.
There is a small open space in front of the coffins lying frozen, about twenty or thirty square meters. There is nothing placed here, but there are many white things half buried in the ground.
I could tell what it was at a glance.
But Xu Nuo was not very sensitive to this, so she squatted on the ground and dug it twice with her hands.
After digging out the semicircular white object, holding it in his hand and observing it for two seconds, Xu Nuo let out a scream and threw the object far away: "Ahhhhhh, damn it!"
The white object went straight to Xu Mingyang. He followed it naturally and then slowly placed it on the ground: "Don't throw it away. These are the common people who were buried alive by the Japanese."
"I didn't throw it on purpose, mainly because I was a little scared."
Xu Nuo was trembling a little when he spoke: "No, uncle, I remember there is a history museum called Mass Graves here. The school even organized a visit for us when we were young. Why is there another one like this?"
"The devils killed so many people back then, how are they doing now?"
While Xu Mingyang wiped the dust off the skull with his sleeves, he explained to Xu Nuo: "Back then, there were not so many large-scale machines as now. Mining relied entirely on manpower, and the Japanese did not treat people as human beings. Basically, if you wanted to dig a ton of coal, you would have to die four times."
Five miners, our place fell in 30 or 2 years, and until the war ended in 45 years, how many people do you think will die in total in these more than ten years?"
Xu Mingyang's words made me feel a little chilly, so I closed my eyes and used my mental strength to explore further.
Then I discovered that there were at least a thousand complete corpses buried in this space, and the accumulated death energy and resentment could not be compared to the so-called mass graves.
And when I first got here, I didn't find even a trace of these corpses. The answer is obvious. These negative atmospheres were obviously sucked away by these hundreds of coffins.
"The people in Kunlun are really good at finding places."
I opened my eyes and sighed, then asked Xu Mingyang: "Then where did they get these corpses for refining zombies?"
Xu Mingyang pointed to the few coffins in the front: "I told you before that Kunlun gathered some disciples from Maoshan, and they brought these Feizheng here themselves.
The iron zombies and hair zombies at the back were refined recently. They collected a lot of corpses from funeral parlors in several nearby areas, and selected the strongest ones and put them all here."
When Xu Mingyang said this, he paused and pointed to the coffins in the middle: "Gu Yan, look over there, do you notice that those coffins are different from the others?"
I looked in the direction of Xu Mingyang's finger.
Indeed, the coffins lying in the middle are somewhat different. First of all, the materials. Most of the coffins here are made of pine, but the few in the middle are made of mahogany.
Furthermore, I don’t know why, but I could faintly feel a trace of life force in those coffins, but zombies are made from dead corpses, and any fool who appears angry in a corpse will know that something is wrong.
Thinking about the small bottles containing human souls in my pocket, I half-questioned and half-guessed my thoughts to Xu Mingyang: "These Kunlun Taoist priests will not inject human souls into zombie bodies."
Have you gone?"
Xu Mingyang shook his head: "I can only say that you are half right. Bai Xuzi and the others did have this idea at first. After all, zombies have a fatal weakness, that is, they have no self-awareness. Once no one is in control, they can only rely on
Act instinctively.
Those bottles you see are actually ghosts imprisoned inside. They were originally intended to combine the characteristics of ghosts with zombies, making them physically powerful but also possessing a certain amount of intelligence."
I laughed: "Isn't that a ghoul? Zhuo Yi started playing this game hundreds of years ago."
"Yes, this method is actually very similar to refining a corpse."
Xu Mingyang nodded slightly: "But the upper limit of the corpse ghost is really too low. Later, they tried it several times and found that it was too difficult and the compatibility between the ghost and the zombie was too low.
The combination of two will not only fail to achieve the effect of one plus one equals two, but will even suppress one's own original advantages, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
So Bai Xuzi and the others later gave up this idea, and the zombies in those coffins were actually made from living people."
I am more and more impressed by the urinal nature of Kunlun people.
Zhuo Yi is such a lawless person. Even if he is abroad, he does not dare to directly use living people to refine corpses. Instead, he chooses to kill people first and then forcibly keep their souls in his body.
Although it is a bit suspicious of taking off your pants and farting, the nature of the two things is different. If you kill a person and then use the dead person to make a corpse, the law will remember you as a murderer.
The behavior of using a living person to make a corpse ghost is so bad, it is really going to be struck by lightning. I wonder if there is someone above Kunlun or something. Are you really not afraid that the law of heaven will come to your door?
But it has to be said that the benefits of doing so are obvious.
After all, there is a problem of compatibility between the corpse and the soul. Even if the body is originally your own, you are dead. Unless you choose to directly refine the witch puppet with other materials like Shen Gong, you have to fuse it again anyway.
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But the physical body and the soul of a living person are innately compatible, so there is no such concern at all. As long as the right method is used, it is not impossible to create a flying yaksha with self-awareness.
Really, other than the word "outrageous", I don't know how to describe these Taoist priests.
After squatting on the ground for a long time and sorting out the bones, Xu Mingyang slowly stood up: "It was because I sneaked in that day and discovered that they were using living people to refine zombies that I decided to completely break with them.
It wasn't so tense at first. I just said that I haven't been in good health recently and wanted to take some time off.
But Bai Xuzi and the others did not agree, insisting that I stay and continue to help them develop followers, so that they could select more good people to refine zombies. I was determined to leave because I didn't want to help the evildoers anymore.
In the end, they arrested me and threatened me with my father's life, saying that if I didn't cooperate, my whole family would be buried with me. I don't need to say the rest, I think you should know it."
"I'm just asking why I can't find you in recent times. I can't even get through to you even when my grandpa is in the hospital. This whole thing that took me a long time is all because of you."
Xu Nuo looked at Xu Mingyang with an angry look: "Because of your stupidity, the whole family almost died. Uncle, you are really good."