Just as the female corpse disappeared into the darkness, there were two loud noises, and the lid of the bronze coffin and stone coffin finally opened, revealing a male corpse and an elderly female corpse inside, both sitting up.
Seeing this scene, Pang Dun was so scared that he wet his pants and immediately grabbed onto me, "Duanmu, what do we do? We're going to die!"
"Don't move." I said fiercely to Pang Dun, "Absolutely do not move, they won't harm us."
Pang Dun was almost foaming at the mouth, shaking all over, and stammered, "Are you kidding me? I can't hold on much longer."
Just as Pang Dun seemed about to turn and run, I suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm tightly. At that moment, the three bodies started hobbling towards us.
Yes, they were walking.
In zombie movies, zombies are usually depicted as hopping, but that's just a special type of zombie. Those zombies are the ones driven by corpse drivers.
When driving corpses, a method is used to make the bodies show signs of transformation and then they are made to walk in order for it to be easier to manage. So, when these bodies undergo actual transformation, they also walk.
In the dark and gloomy room, I clearly heard three very irregular footstep rhythms as they approached us. Their faint stench and the subtle hoarse groans of the three corpses also reached me.
"Ah..." The sound emitted by the three corpses was almost like this.
On the side, Pang Dun trembled even more violently, but caught by me, he couldn't escape. Just then, the three terrifying dead faces finally appeared in front of us, staring at our faces with their eyes like bronze bells.
Finally, the three bodies retreated, starting to move slowly towards the door.
I breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Pang Dun. As soon as I let go, Pang Dun collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, "Duanmu, what's going on? Why aren't they attacking us?"
I chuckled, "Why are you asking so much? Just watch."
Just then, the door creaked open. Looking outside through the door, I saw that the group of people wielding knives, guns, and clubs had entered the courtyard, still brimming with hostility.
However, when they suddenly saw three bodies walking out of the room, everyone's faces all changed in an instant. They stared blankly at the three bodies, their faces full of shock.
Seeing this, I grabbed Fatty and headed towards the door. Finally, the group reacted and began attacking the three bodies. But the ultimate outcome was that the bodies remained unharmed by knives, guns, and sticks, while these people either had their necks bitten open or were directly knocked down by a claw.
At this moment, their eyes turned to me, filled with both astonishment and fear.
"Duanmu, someone is going to die, this is not good, should we go up and help?" Fatty nudged my arm.
I furrowed my brow slightly and said, "What does it have to do with us? Why should we help? It's not like we caused this, they brought it upon themselves. I just warned them earlier, and yet they didn't believe it."
As I spoke, four or five people in the courtyard had already collapsed, their fate uncertain. All of their faces displayed a bewildered expression.
I glanced at these people and told Fatty, "Call the police and have them come to collect the bodies."
"Okay," muttering to himself, Fatty turned and made the call.
My gaze remained fixed on the three bodies. There is a saying that goes, "Ghosts are inhumane". This means that once a person is dead, there is no humanity left. That's why there's a phrase 'a string of gibberish', to express that ghostly words are not reliable.
Although the female body had made an agreement with me just now, I still didn't believe them.
At this moment, seeing the group of fugitives in the courtyard all collapsed, my attention shifted to the three bodies. As expected, when the three bodies had tasted blood, they could no longer restrain the fierce aura within them.
The three bodies actually turned their heads at the same time and staggered towards Fatty and me. Moreover, the malevolent aura surrounding them was exceptionally heavy.
Seeing this scene, I realized it was not good and quickly took out a spirit-summoning talisman and began chanting the incantation: "Talisman, connect the spirit, fate is determined, accumulating grievances is unpredictable."
As the incantation was uttered, the connection between human and spirit was established.
I looked somewhat angrily at the three bodies and said, "We had an agreement earlier, you were supposed to deal with these people for me, and we were going to help you be properly buried. Since the people are already dead, they should rest in peace. What are you trying to do now?"
At this moment, the male body in the front suddenly roared, "Burying? That's ridiculous. Our graves have been desecrated, how can we be buried? How can we rest in peace? Although you didn't desecrate our graves, you should not be here. Since you are here, then you should accompany them in their burial."
Hearing this, my heart sank, and I couldn't help but look towards the female body. But at this moment, I saw that the female body also had a fierce look in her eyes.
Helplessly, seeing the three bodies approaching Fatty and me, I remained calm and said, "I initially thought that you all had suffered a tragic fate and I was going to make sure you were properly buried. But you haven't changed your nature and are so dissatisfied, then I have no choice but to deny you of everything."
While speaking, I suddenly took out a red rope, and then pulled out some peach wood nails and a peach wood mallet. Then, I ran towards the three bodies, and when I stopped, the three bodies were already tied with the red rope, struggling and roaring incessantly.
I didn't hesitate; with my other hand, I took out the peach wood nails and fiercely stabbed the hands and feet of the three bodies.
These bodies were all centuries-old corpses, and their bodies were very tough, so the peach wood nails didn't pierce their skin in one go. But at the same time, I had raised the peach wood mallet and hammered the nails in directly with one blow.
As the nails entered their bodies, the three bodies immediately roared angrily and broke the red rope. However, it was already too late.
Because the location where the nails were driven in, precisely their hands and feet, was where the corpse aura had been suppressed. This meant that only parts of their bodies other than their hands and feet could move.
I silently looked at the bodies and couldn't help but sneer. Although the bodies were howling, there was a hint of pleading in their voices.
I ignored the bodies and, turning around, grabbed the already frightened Fatty and left the courtyard. "Did you make the call to the police?"
Pang Dun stammered, his voice somewhat blunt as he replied, "Yes, we did, of course we did."
"Okay, let's go."
"Du... Dun, should we leave those few Qing dynasty corpses alone? The bodies have decomposed, when the police arrive, it won't be good."
I couldn't help but look helplessly at Pang Dun and said, "We can't remove the bodies for now. Otherwise, when the police come, will they believe that these people were killed by the corpses? Let's leave them."