"Uh, what about these seven-mouthed coffins?!" Guan Heng felt a strong and evil bloody aura hit him, which immediately shocked him. This evil aura was obviously coming from the coffin.??                                                                                                     �

"It seems something is wrong. The 'thing' in these coffins is definitely one of the most evil objects I have ever seen."

Guan Heng couldn't help but curiosity, and decided to follow him quietly to see what was going on. So he found a place to tie the skinny horse up, and then quietly followed those people.

Dozens of villagers in black cloth clothes were beating the huge animal skin drum while singing the soul requiem curse, slowly moving towards the mountains. The atmosphere around them became more and more strange and depressing, making people breathless.

In this way, Guan Heng followed the corpse-carrying ceremony and walked forward. The heavy drum sounds and the gloomy requiem curse echoed in the mountains and forests. Time... From afternoon to evening, the corpse-carrying ceremony finally entered a huge and empty valley.

In the valley, villagers who had arrived in advance raised seven bonfires there. Fourteen people carrying the coffin placed the seven coffins next to the bonfire and then quickly retreated.

At this time, a white old man wearing a black robe in a sacrificial robe walked up to a high platform with a coffin stick. He raised his arms and shouted, "Go, snatch up the seven sacrifices."

"Yes, village chief." Several burly men, like wolves and tigers, agreed and pushed seven people wearing black covers and making noises in their mouths.

When their hood was quickly pulled off, Guan Heng, who was hiding behind the stones in the valley, could see clearly that they were seven ordinary people with panic faces, rags stuffed in their mouths, and trembling all over.

"Living people are sacrifices?!" Guan Heng suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he saw this: "The evil rituals in this village actually use living people to sacrifice. It's so crazy..."

Just as Guan Heng thought of this, the old village chief on the high platform roared: "The Seven Corpse Gods worshipped in this village since ancient times, it's time to offer sacrifices this year. Please accept the humble sacrifices we have prepared to bless our village with good weather and no disasters or illnesses."

"Please ask the Seven Corpse Gods to bless our villages with good weather and good weather. No illness or disaster, and sacrifice to each other with fresh and lively flesh and blood." At this moment, the villagers also recited in unison with the old village chief, looking particularly pious.

"Do you do it and nail the wooden stake!" The old village chief shouted loudly. The villagers in black linen clothes rushed to the bonfire of the seven coffins, "Dongdongdongdongdong, dangdangdang." They nailed the seven cross wooden stakes into the soil.

The village chief glanced at the seven people who were shaking like sieves, and then a word popped out of his mouth: "Tie!"

"Small and Small..." The seven people with a dull sound in their throat struggled desperately, frightened to their faces full of snot and tears, but they were still forcibly tied to the cross wooden stake.

"The village chief, everything has been done." A tall and thin man ran to the platform and said, "Do we need to retreat too? The full moon is coming out."

"Well, everyone gathered quickly." The village chief shouted to everyone: "Hurry, hurry up, while the dark clouds block the moonlight, run outside the canyon quickly. Don't look back."

"Run quickly!" After hearing the village chief's order, the villagers immediately felt like they were amnesty, and they hated their parents for having two legs and all of them ran out of the canyon in a hurry. Finally, the old village chief also escaped here with the help of the tall and thin man.

In place, there were only seven bonfires shining with green flames, seven strange metal coffins, and seven trembling people tied to seven cross-wood stakes. The bonfire was roasting firewood as thick as a child's arms, and it made a crackling sound. There was a sudden sound of running water under the two wooden stakes. It turned out that the spirit of the two tied people was really unable to hold back. They had already peed their pants.

Around them, there were only waves of insects coming from the grass nest and the sound of shrill cold wind blowing. The strange atmosphere gradually spread. The seven people seemed to know that their death was approaching, and they didn't even dare to let out a moment of excitement.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the light of the full moon shone on the seven metal coffins!

"Bang!" The lid of the first coffin on the left was suddenly lifted, and a dark mummy sat up from inside. Its face was as thin as a skull, but it was still covered with a layer of skin. The monster corpse stretched out its thin claws and pressed on the edge of the coffin, and jumped out with a blink of an eye.

The strange corpse's eyes were as red as blood, but it seemed that it could not see the object. It smelled the breath of a strange person and staggered towards the nearest cross wooden stake. The person tied up on it was so scared that his whole body trembled, and the dull sound of slugs kept coming out of his throat.

"Crazy, crazy..." Every time the monster corpse took a strange sound, there was a strange sound on its body. At this time, it quietly touched Guan Heng behind the nearby rocks, and suddenly it was found that the monster corpse was wearing a ragged armor. It was obvious that the monster corpse was a soldier during its lifetime.

At that time, the soldier's monster corpse had already rushed to the cross stake in the blink of an eye. It opened its bloody mouth and bit the neck of the man opposite. "Puff--" The red mist of the big bunch splashed out in an instant. The monster corpse kept tearing the other party's flesh and swallowing it in big mouths. The poor man started to struggle for a few times, but within a few seconds, he was gone.

"Oh, I don't even have a chance to take action..." Guan Heng complained secretly when he saw the monster corpse killing people. He touched his body: "Tsk, I didn't even carry a weapon, even if there was a shovel, now it's better, even the thin horse is left in the village."

At this time, the monster corpse had eaten up all the flesh and blood of the other party. The wooden stake was now tied to a bloody white skeleton. After eating the flesh and blood, the monster corpse swayed and twisted his body, crawled straight into the metal coffin, and gently closed the lid of his coffin.

With a light bang, the surroundings returned to peace. Guan Heng, who witnessed this tragedy, was so angry that his hands and feet were cold and his eyes were so bloody that he wanted to rush out to save the remaining six people, but thinking that he was unarmed and didn't even have a tool to cut ropes, it was a headache.

"No matter what, even if you have bare hands, you have to save these six people first."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng clenched his fists and was about to run forward. He was almost falling down when he was not careful. He looked down and said, "Hey, what is this?"

It turned out that something was buried in the land next to the rock. Because it was dark, Guan Heng didn't notice it just now. Four-fifths of this object were stuck in the soil, but something like a handle was exposed outside.

"Whatever he is, pull it out first." Guan Heng held the handle of the thing and pulled it out hard: "Maybe he can be a self-defense thing."
Chapter completed!