Chapter 1202： Zombie, Vampire, Sister Control Brother (40)

Pieces of black ash creep around in the pickup truck like butterflies, and the creeping black and red flesh struggled and flinched, and finally turned into a pool of black ash.

Zhang Tongxuan was covered with cold sweat, and he saw that the black and gray did not move, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but even so, his right arm, which had been entangled with flesh and blood, was now swollen with blue and black, like his elbows, especially his wrists The whole hand looked as shocking as if it were necrotic.

The temperature in the car rose rapidly, and the original frost and snow quickly turned into small drops of water, flowing down the window.

"Zombie! If you don't do it early, you just want to see my joke!" Zhang Tongxuan was fat, and pushed the door to get out of the car.

A cool breeze came in, and Xia Qiu became very cold, and then the mind was completely clear.

Bo Mo Ning also got out of the car.

Looking around, the vast surroundings are all green mountains, and their cars are driving halfway down this winding mountain path, where is there any highway, not to mention the passing traffic.

Bo Mourin frowned.

In the past, pickups had been unable to get around in circles. Obviously, ghosts hit walls, but now the magnetic chaos has been broken, but they don't know where they are. Such power is no longer a little female ghost.

"Fuck! Where have we been!" Zhang Tongxuan looked startled.

His right arm and wrist swelled like an elbow. He looked at everything in front of him, wiped his face casually, rubbed his eyes, but this was obviously not an illusion.

Xia Qiu looked at the wheels of the pickup truck. The wet wheels were covered with mud. Obviously they had been traveling on this mountain road for a long time, but they had not noticed before.

She glanced down at them, then stared into the distance, suddenly, a familiar outline came into her sight.

"Brother, what do you think it is!" Xia Qiu was surprised.

In the direction she was pointing, Bo Moning and Zhang Tongxuan looked at the same time, and then both looked grim.

The green mountain hugs a bare wasteland. Look closely at the wasteland and the houses of the village. Not far away is a somewhat deserted mountain temple with a familiar layout and familiar pictures ...

This is not their destination, Dengjiacun!

"It's a ghost!" Zhang Tongxuan's teeth trembled a little.

Being able to hide Bo Mo Ning's spiritual consciousness and bringing them here silently, this time is obviously not an ordinary spiritual event.

"Okay, let's go back." Zhang Tongxuan turned around and got back into the car, without looking back. "I can't solve this. Go back and send a message to my master. He has time to let his old man come. !I want to go back."

Xia Qiu ignored him, she looked at Bo Mo Ning.

Standing on the edge of the mountain road, Bo Moning looked at the distant Dengjia Village as if he was remembering something.

"I didn't expect to be back here again," he said suddenly.

"What?" Xia Qiu looked at him.

"It's nothing, it's all about old age, but I found out that this place I really came to before, but now everything except the mountain temple has changed." Bo Moning smiled and said calmly.

Listening to that tone, his past doesn't seem to be a good memory, and Xia Qiu didn't ask any more, just to divert the topic.

"Brother, what about us now? Go back?" In the sense that Xia Qiu didn't want to go to that Dengjiacun again, just as if he had invited Jun Ruyi to inexplicably appear here, as if it was deliberately designed this way.

Even if this is an empty city plan, in case there is something in it, it has been planned for a long time, and rushed in, I am afraid that it will fall into the trap of others.