The female corpse's face was blue, her long black hair was tied up high, and her face was covered with delicate makeup. Her eyes were closed tightly, and there was a yellow talisman on her forehead. Her black and purple nails were sharp and long, and she looked quite scary.
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Zombies! Corpse control!
Lu Zhan reacted instantly.
The so-called extraordinary people do not specifically refer to those with supernatural abilities, but refer to a group of people with powers that far exceed ordinary people.
Since the emergence of the restricted area, various forces have emerged in endlessly, but there are only two mainstream extraordinary systems——
Able people and practitioners.
These two systems are typical representatives of innate ability and acquired ability respectively, and the threshold is not low.
The corpse control technique is a kind of Taoist technique in the practitioner system. It can turn the corpse into a zombie, which can act according to the will of the user. It is indestructible and has amazing lethality.
It is worth mentioning that the Taoism mentioned here does not refer to the traditional Taoism of the past, but is a general term for all current practice techniques.
Looking at the motionless corpse, Lu Zhan's heart sank.
He knew that the reason why the corpse remained silent was because there was a yellow talisman on its forehead.
But once the yellow talisman is revealed, things will become troublesome.
Naturally, it won't take him too much effort to deal with a zombie, but the key to the problem now is that all this cannot be seen by the tombkeeper!
A moving corpse would obviously exceed Bai Mo's inherent knowledge, so he must not be discovered!
At the same time, the short man and Scarface in the corner were whispering.
The short man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I'll have the zombies stop them right away, and we'll take the opportunity to escape!"
"Remember to run faster later. I can only let the zombies stop her for a while, otherwise she will be injured. Do you understand?"
Hearing the word "don't worry", Scarface's face trembled, but he still nodded solemnly.
The air was stagnant for a moment.
The next second, the yellow talisman on the forehead of the female corpse fell automatically and quietly without wind.
"Now!"
The short man yelled, and the two of them jumped up and fled toward the door.
However, they soon froze.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at them with strange eyes.
"..."
No, aren't they supposed to be dealing with zombies now?
The short man felt confused. He turned around and saw that the yellow charm on the forehead of the female corpse in the coffin had disappeared, and her gray-grey face was revealed, but her eyes were still closed and motionless.
Not moving?
He secretly made secret gestures, but no matter how he changed his gestures, the female corpse never made any movement.
I'll go, at the critical moment...hang up?
The short man wanted to cry but had no tears. He could feel the close connection with the female corpse, but the more this happened, the more he couldn't understand the current situation.
You definitely won't be able to escape if you run.
Because Lu Zhan has already taken action.
The legs of the short two men under their pants were already covered with a layer of solid ice.
"I'm so stupid, really."
The scarred face on the side looked dull and murmured, "I knew I couldn't let you say those two words, I knew I should have cut off your tongue earlier..."
Bai Mo looked at the two people who jumped up and stopped suddenly, and asked curiously: "What's going on with them?"
"Trying to escape is an additional crime."
Lu Zhan explained, then touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"I just secretly used my ability, but the tomb keeper didn't move. Does this mean that the tomb keeper's ability to capture abnormalities is actually just relying on his eyes? So in a state where there is no abnormality... will he be the same as ordinary people?
Are there any differences between people?"
This may be very important information.
When he came back to his senses, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw that Bai Mo had already walked near the red coffin, looking at the female corpse inside.
How come I didn't notice when he left?
It was too late to stop it now. While Lu Zhan was nervous, he had already thought of countermeasures.
"It's indeed a lot colder. Is it really an air conditioner? It's quite realistic..."
Bai Morao looked at the female corpse with interest, and found that except that her face was a little greener, she was almost the same as a real person.
He poked the female corpse's arm.
Hard.
He poked his face again.
Still hard.
This corpse was as hard as cold steel.
But this is not surprising, isn’t the air conditioner just hard?
"Don't touch it!" the short man yelled, then after thinking for a moment he gritted his teeth and added, "...it's very expensive!"
Although it was an air conditioner, it was still a woman, so Bai Mo would not touch it randomly. He took back his hand and expressed emotion.
"It's incredible. It's actually a humanoid air conditioner. It seems like it can't be out of touch with society..."
While he was sighing, a police officer walked up to Lu Zhan and whispered: "Liang Lu, is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"
"Shut up."
Lu Zhan glanced at him and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the gravekeeper is indeed very talented in self-deception, but it's strange...
Why is this zombie motionless?
The same doubt also appeared in the short man's mind. He really couldn't figure out why the zombie who had been with him for so long hung up...
In order to connect with the zombies, he usually feeds them his own blood and puts makeup on them, just like serving an uncle.
However, even so, the opponent would occasionally lose control and chase him and bite him until he screamed. He had no choice but to use chains to trap the zombie in the coffin.
Although he was reluctant to let the zombies come out to fight, as the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a while to use it.
Now that I need the other person to fight, she is hiding in the coffin motionless. Isn't this an obvious act?
Oh, forget it.
The short man sighed slightly, thinking that if he doesn't want to be beaten, he should not be beaten, so as not to be beaten badly.
And just when he was in a complicated mood, he heard the kid suddenly ask: "How should I turn off this air conditioner? I can't find the switch!"
Still pretending to be crazy!
The short man originally wanted to ignore him, but suddenly thought of something and said loudly: "The switch is on the mouth, just press her lips!"
After a pause, he hurriedly added: "Remember, you can only press it once!"
Hey, you still dare to pretend to be an idiot for me. If you press a button and try, your fingers will be bitten off!
The short man thought cruelly, and then he saw that the guy was really big, and he carelessly extended his hand to the female corpse's mouth.
The police officers remained silent, but the more they looked at him, the more they felt that Bai Mo didn't look like a normal person.
Logically speaking, no matter how courageous a normal person is, they wouldn't be at all afraid of corpses, right?
But this guy obviously seems to be missing a muscle...
Lu Zhan also made no move and stared at Bai Mo. He wanted to verify a conjecture.
Bai Mo naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking, so he didn't hesitate and gently pressed the female corpse's lips.
"Soft? It seems that the switch is correct." He thought.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
The short man was even more dumbfounded. Three full seconds had passed, and nothing happened?
Why didn't the zombie bite him?
wrong……
After a while, he was horrified to find that the temperature in the room had actually risen!
That means, that means...
The low-temperature properties of the zombies... actually disappeared just because their mouths were pressed?
"Wake up! You are a cruel weapon and a bloodthirsty zombie, not a real air conditioner!"
The short man screamed with grief and anger in his heart, but the female corpse remained indifferent. He looked at it and lowered his head as if resigned to his fate.