Chapter 522 The Strange Corpse

Gu Muran said calmly, "You should be the most familiar with him."

The other villagers pricked up their ears. Hearing this sentence, they all shook their heads, "There is no one person missing in Shouling Village, except...that one." Cui Zhengyang.

"I'm not referring to your Shouling Village, but your Cui family."

Gu Muran saw that the aura of the emperor's mausoleum became mixed, but he hadn't had time to deduce it carefully.

She didn't expect that Cui's traitor would kneel here.

She said: "I think he should be the person you Cui hate the most. After all, if it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be in such a situation."

The others understood instantly.

People who have been hated for generations, unexpectedly, have always been around them.

They have hated him for so long, but when the Lord turned into a corpse and appeared beside them, they didn't know how to react.

Suddenly, the corpse stood up.

Many people at the scene were taken aback.

Gu Muran said: "Don't disturb him, just see where he wants to go."

At this time, only Gu Muran was so calm.

Chonglu and Xuanhua, who had just arrived at the entrance of the small tomb, were also taken aback when they saw the walking corpse.

It was Gu Muran who signaled them to make way for the awakened corpse.

They evaded again and again.

This time I saw such a weird scene.

After waiting for the strange corpse to leave, they quickly took a deep breath, and then followed the crowd to see where the corpse wanted to go.

The corpse was originally kneeling on the ground, but when it suddenly stood up, the joints sounded like they were about to fall apart, but they kept moving forward.

Turning around, he finally came to a stone gate.

A palm full of skeletons pressed somewhere.

Others couldn't figure out what he was doing, but Gu Muran could see clearly that there was a force on the skeleton, which was continuously input into the stone wall.

And as that force entered the stone wall, the blood on his body seemed to fade a bit.

There was a bang.

The stone door suddenly opened to the side.

A long staircase was revealed.

The stairs kept going down and down.

The faces of the villagers in Shouling Village showed unimaginable expressions.

Even Zhonglu and Xuanhua sighed, "These days, magicians don't even let go of skeletons, it's a crime, it's even more shameful than using child labor."

The stagnant atmosphere was also slightly eased by the jokes of the two elders.

But they still only felt a little beating in their hearts.

Just at this time--

The skeleton had already started to walk down, but after walking for a long time, the phalanx on his body suddenly fell off.

Not long after that, the parts on my body began to have a mind of their own.

Gradually, the skeleton became more and more lonely.

Gu Muran couldn't stand it any longer. With a movement of his fingers, there was a little spiritual power in the air, and he propped up the skeleton and walked down.

Many people were shocked 'how the skeleton flew up after losing a leg', they saw that Gu Muran had already walked downstairs quickly.

No one expected that there was actually a tomb below this.

Inside the tomb are all sculptures.

Wearing a red dress, he looks sassy.

Holding a plain umbrella in his hand, he is cold and indifferent.

Wearing plain clothes, with a veil on his face, he is mysterious.

The crimson purple is dignified and majestic, standing on the steps, as if giving a gift.

These sculptures have different clothes, but the only thing they have in common is that they have no faces on them.

But there is a kind of lingering force-they are the same person.