Chapter 439： Su Bai’s “relatives”?

"Amitabha."

The monk’s hands are combined, it seems that the end of Ning Cheng is also a touch for the monk;

The red dust came, the red dust went, the monk was not a swearing monk, and even the dogma and rules of conduct he practiced, if Sakyamuni knew that he might jump out of the coffin cover and kill him.

However, people are not ruthless, and they can be ruthless, especially after getting used to the big dye tank of the audience circle, and then seeing this ending, it is inevitable that people have a sense of guilt.

Ning Cheng’s life is destined to fall, and he has experienced the war of liberation in the War of Resistance Against Japan. He has experienced two Mr. Jiang in Taiwan. Even if he is not a vampire, this life is much more wonderful than most people. At the same time, With bloodline ancestry, although not life-long, but at least youthful forever;

Although his strength is much worse than that of the monk Su Bai, he is undoubtedly more free than Su Bai and others.

There is no life and death worry in the story world, no broadcast restrictions, in the dark, running his own power, if he likes, if he wants, he can get a more exciting and more magnificent life in the eyes of ordinary people.

But his last choice, he returned to here, returned to his own memory of a hundred years of life, the most unbearable page, perhaps, before he died, found his wife's body, can sleep with his wife's body, already It is his greatest satisfaction.

This is the real waywardness,

This is the real satisfaction.

However, after all, feelings are feelings, touch, and only after all, it is like being a child sitting in an open-air movie shed to watch anti-Japanese films. The villagers are excited when they look at each other, yelling at Japanese imperialism, yelling at Japan, and wishing I picked up the **** from the house and immediately ran to the island of Japan to kill the killer. But after the movie was over, the next morning, the children should go to school, the adults should go down to the ground.

Life, still have to continue.

Because the four people of Su Bai are clear, the radio is not able to pinch Ning Cheng, but they are not Ning Cheng. Even when Su Bai is ill, his mind is not trying to find death.

Since you want to live, since you want to survive, then you can't escape the palm of your hand.

"Weird." Gyatso was the first person to recover from this sad mood, and immediately found a problem, "Since the refrigeration here has long been broken, so many years down, why is the temperature here, Still so low."

Su Bai immediately became a condensate, yeah, the refrigeration system has long since broken, and the Institute, which was closed by the Japanese in 1944, even if the small Japanese really closed the institute, still stupidly continued to supply power to the institute, but 1945 In the year, Japan surrendered. This research was obviously deliberately concealed by the Japanese. Su Bai did not believe that after the Japanese surrender, the Japanese could still continue to secretly lie at the foot of the Purple Mountain, in this Zhongshan father. Powered by the Institute under the mausoleum.

The corpses stored here are not as many as 10,000 or seven thousand. The refrigeration system does not stop for seventy years. Even if it is only a month or even a half month, the bodies here will immediately become stinky and decay. It is not like the measures of the ancient aristocrats who did the slightest measure. The Japanese people only used these bodies as one-time experimental consumables. Naturally, it is impossible to spend so much effort.

The fat man licked his fat face, and there was a small bag in his hand. The bag contained a piece of something similar to a chess piece.

This is the instrument used by the fat man. Well, it can barely be called a musical instrument.

The monk stood behind the fat man. He knew what the fat man did. He didn’t speak at the moment. He sat down on his knees and squatted in front of him. He read the Buddhist scriptures and sang the Buddha’s voice. This is helping the fat man to clear the surroundings. Everything is affected.

Before the fat man broke the three-inch soul, it must have been badly hurt. At this time, helping him to arrange this array is also the proper meaning.

"Tianjun is on the top, and the dragon is fighting!"

The pieces were thrown out by the fat man, and they did not play on the ground. Instead, they seemed to stick to the ground.

Su Bai and Gyatso retreated a distance, leaving plenty of room for the fat man and the monk.

About a minute later, the fat man arranged the formation, and then his right index finger pointed and made a water diversion action.

In the formation of the law, immediately a rise of black smoke, this black smoke is not scattered, as if with an innate vitality.

Gyatso immediately took a breath,

Su Bai is also a glimpse.

Although Su Bai and Gyatso are not good at the formation of the law, but Su Bai itself has zombie blood, Gyatso is also from the Tantra, this black smoke, is the corpse!

Moreover, it is the corpse with activity!

After the death of the body, the corpse will naturally appear. In general, the corpse will continue to dissipate with the decay of the flesh, and finally return to the soil with the flesh.

However, with the active corpse, it is only available to zombies!

The so-called ghost blowing lights actually carry this meaning;

The corpse is naturally harmful to the human body, but as long as it is not said to suddenly open a seal that has been sealed for decades, then you just put your head over and smoke like a cigarette, otherwise it will not be too dangerous, and the human body will not So fragile, now the citizens of many big cities in China are sipping mellow smog every day. It is also the school that goes to school to go to work as usual.

But if the corpse becomes alive, then the problem is big. First, the corpse becomes alive, which means the birthplace of the corpse, that is, the corpse will wake up. At the same time, the active corpse is no longer like fog. It’s like “doing nothing”, but it will take the initiative to invade the body of some living things around you, destroy and dip it, and let your bad luck ruin your path, but directly ill.

The corpse that produces activity will also blow out the lights, which is also the way to rob the tombs. For them, as long as the bodies in front of them do not become scorpions, they can be jade in the daisy. Excavated without psychological pressure, when the sergeant Sun Dianying dug the tomb of Cixi, the civet **** was also pulled out by the Qiu Ba.

"So many active corpses, why didn't the corpse change?" The fat man was somewhat puzzled. Immediately, he looked up and looked up. "The body is not long hair, and the corpse is alive and not chaotic. This should be the result of the blessing of Mr. Nakayama. ""

The monk deeply nodded and nodded. "Amitabha, it should be like this. Mr. Sun Yat-sen’s tomb is buried here. It should have such effects. These people have been very pitiful during their lifetime. If they die, they will become zombies and will not enter the reincarnation. It’s too pitiful, I am compassionate, and Mr. Zhongshan is a great achievement.”

At the time, Su Bai’s body slowly and rigidly shrank, and the eyelids also gave off a green faint glow. He switched to the zombie state at this time. At this time, he clearly felt a pressure from the top of the head. With the breath of Zhongzheng Xianghe, he calmed himself, comforted himself, and dissolved his anger.

Before, Su Bai didn't feel this way, because he didn't turn into a zombie state, but once the zombie state switched, the feeling became clear and obvious.

Su Bai also raised his head, and the top of the head was the location of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

When the Japanese entered Nanjing City, the Nanjing garrison chief commander ran off the road directly. It was different from the battle of Shanghai and Shanghai for three months. It was not too much effort for the Japanese to fight in Nanjing.

The ancestral ancestors, the ancestral temples, these things, should have been guarded by the descendants of their own generations. At that time, the children and grandchildren were not filial, so that the Japanese directly entered the capital of the country, even the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in the later seven or eight years, basic In the control of the Japanese and the Wang Puppet Government, the Japanese people's Sino-Japanese goodwill and the curve of the Wang Puppet regime saved the country and even spread the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, so that Mr. Zhongshan was shamed.

At that time, it was estimated that no one was too embarrassed to take responsibility. Why did Mr. Zhongshan not show his spirit, so that the Japanese could not enter Nanjing City;

Su Bai is clear. If there are so many dead bodies with resentment here, and they have not been able to stay in this Japanese research institute, they will almost become mortal, even if they are sealed and can’t go out here, but When the droughts and floods are out of the red, thousands of zombies appear here, which is also a devastating blow to the surrounding ecological environment.

"When you go out, go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum," said the fat man.

This is the Chinese utilitarian color psychology. Chinese people like to go to the temple to worship. No matter what Buddha, no matter what the road, more worship is always right, and then find that this temple is really a little time, then try to worship a few times.

Suddenly, Su Bai’s eyes condensed.

"No, there is another important reason why these bodies did not turn into zombies. Mr. Zhongshan suppressed most of their corpses, but some of them were taken away."

Su Bai clearly perceives that even the corpse around him has been pulled out by a force. Following this feeling and direction, Su Bai walked out of the warehouse and walked along the front track. I want to see that more than 70 years ago, the Japanese pushed the body of the body to the laboratory from the side of the stretcher.

The fat man, the monk and the Gyatso three followed behind Su Bai.

It took about two minutes. In front, there was a row of glass windows in the laboratory. There were still many electronic instruments and even corpses. Obviously, when the Japanese closed the institute, it was very hasty and it was too late to clean up.

Right in front of the two rows of laboratories, there is a steel door similar to a prison, with a reinforced concrete ring standing there, which looks really the same as a prison.

The four continued to move forward. After they got close, the fat man released the two groups of wildfires and saw the scene inside.

A corpse lay quietly there. There was a lot of things on the body, a church cross, a banner of the Yin and Yang division, and the limbs of the body and the neck were locked by steel rings.

At the corner of the corpse, two gloomy fangs were looming, his arms were white and fluffy, and his fingers had long, black nails, but at the same time, his body showed a feminine and noble breath.

"This is the vampire who was taken as the experimental mother, but... but... but he was corpse, this is the rhythm that has been turned into a zombie, and the white hair grows out." The fat man exclaimed.

Immediately, the eyes of the monks, Gyatso, and the fat man all fell on Su Bai.