The more bloody the funeral home, the more people's hearts became. After Yan Ning finished speaking, everyone was silent for a while.

Zhuang Xiaoya took out a few talismans and distributed them to Peng Jun and the other two. If they encounter zombies, put these talismans on their heads and hold their breath, and the zombies will not see them for the time being.

The zombies that just woke up were like beasts with low IQ. Only by drinking enough human blood or forbidding enough to endure enough torture can one recover from their minds.

But Peng Xiaoyu is different. Her soul has long left her body. Now she has become a zombie. It is just her body, so there is no possibility of restoring consciousness at all, and there is no IQ.

The few talismans that Zhuang Xiaoya gave them will definitely be of great effect.

Everyone was ready to go, so they rushed towards the crematorium.

The funeral home and the crematorium are actually a family. The hills in the middle are full of graves. It is not difficult to find the traces of Peng Xiaoyu, because along the way, there are torn soil and broken tombstones everywhere. Many corpses were dug out and thrown aside roughly.

Everyone became more and more frightened as they walked away. Peng Jun's face looked the most ugly. Fortunately, it was New Year's Eve yesterday, and no one would come to this mountain to find bad luck. Otherwise, if this incident spreads, the impact it would have been imagined.

Walking through the cemetery like a corridor of hell, the group finally came to the crematorium. Like a funeral home, the crematorium was also silent, and the terrifying smell of blood filled the air.

"No traces are found." Yan Ning looked around and saw no blood.

Teng Yi glanced at the gate of the morgue: "She should have been to the morgue. Look at the footprints on the ground, only those who walk out."

There should be living people in the morgue before, so there will be blood outside the door. Judging from the bloody texture, it should have been a while since then.

Although the footprints were strangely asymmetric and unevenly used force, they could barely be identified as walking out.

"How should we find her?" Xing Zheng asked.

Zhuang Xiaoya took a step forward: "Leave it to me."

She took out a stack of Taoist talismans from her backpack in one breath and spread them into the sky. She recited silently, and saw black shadows suddenly surged out of her body. The black shadows passed through the Taoist talisman, and the Taoist talisman suddenly ignited a strange ghost fire, and then the black shadows turned into translucent ghost faces with blue light.

They all looked pale and expressionless, floating in the air. In the blink of an eye, there were more than thirty ghosts floating around everyone.

"This, are these ghosts?" Peng Jun asked with a pale face.

Yan Ning explained: "These are all ghosts that Xiaoya conquered. They only listen to Xiaoya's orders and will not hurt people, don't worry."

After hearing Yan Ning's explanation, Peng Jun's face looked better.

Zhuang Xiaoya said to the ghosts: "Go and find the zombies in the crematorium. Whenever you find them, please notify me immediately!"

The ghosts were very obedient and flew out without hesitation. In the blink of an eye, they almost covered the entire crematorium. Perhaps it would not take long before Peng Xiaoyu would be discovered.

Zhuang Xiaoya's ghost-proofing technique was indeed not a big deal. Yan Ning was a little envious and looked down at the Ming Breaking Sword in his hand. In fact, the effect of the Ming Breaking Sword is similar to that of the ghost-proofing technique, and it is even more terrifying.

There are still five hundred resentful spirits in the Mingpo Sword. It’s a pity that Yan Ning’s Taoist practice has not arrived, so he cannot bring them all out.

The ghost sent by Zhuang Xiaoya has a subtle connection with Zhuang Xiaoya. If they find anything, they don’t need to come back to report it, Zhuang Xiaoya will know it in an instant.

Zhuang Xiaoya sat cross-legged on the ground, her heart facing the sky. In just thirty seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes and said sternly: "In the West!"

Everyone turned their heads quickly. The West was in the direction of the burning corpse. Yan Ning rushed out without hesitation: "I'll go over and take a look, Xiaoya, protect everyone!"

Zhuang Xiaoya nodded seriously, waved her hand and took back all the ghosts sent out and surrounded the three of them. Zhuang Xiaoya counted casually, and suddenly her face changed: "Who saw Wang Hai and Tan Daping?!"

Wang Hai and Tan Daping were both ghosts sent by Zhuang Xiaoya to find Peng Xiaoyu, but when she ordered all the ghosts to come back, the two ghosts disappeared.

The ghosts shook their heads one after another, and Zhuang Xiaoya's face suddenly became much ugly: "Who discovered Peng Xiaoyu?"

The ghosts still shook their heads.

"The person who came was not kind..." Zhuang Xiaoya looked worried.

The ghost is connected with Zhuang Xiaoya. If they encounter danger, Zhuang Xiaoya will definitely know it at the first time, but at this moment, two ghosts disappeared in one breath. These two are still at the level of a ghost, but now they have disappeared strangely before they even ask for help...

Yan Ning didn't know what was going on behind him. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived outside the burning corpse, raised his foot without hesitation, kicked the big iron door open. Unexpectedly, a face suddenly emerged from inside and fled in panic, but then a pale hand suddenly appeared and grabbed it back!

"Boss! Save me!"

The ghost screamed, and was torn in half by his pale hands, and his soul was scattered in an instant!

Yan Ning's face darkened. He recognized the ghost just now. It was the evil ghost controlled by Zhuang Xiaoya, named Tan Daping.

Amid the blue smoke, a blood-covered shadow slowly walked out of the incineration room. She was wearing a snow-white dress, but the clothes were covered with blood. Several holes were broken in the dress, revealing the black skin inside. There were still many terrifying blood vessels on her skin, which were strangely stretching and relaxing.

"No!" Yan Ning's face darkened, "Peng Xiaoyu, you are not a zombie, but... a corpse demon!"

There are many kinds of corpses, zombies, rotten corpses, and five elements... The most strange one is the corpse demon in front of Yan Ning.

The corpse demon has no consciousness and must be a corpse with no soul to be refined. After the refining, the skin is as hard as iron, and even bullets are difficult to penetrate. They are bloodthirsty as life, and a pair of sharp claws and sharp teeth can even harm ghosts!

The only drawback is that the corpse demon is not like other zombies that can be reborn with broken limbs and is difficult to control. Not many evil people are willing to spend their energy to refine it, and even the people from the Liu family, a corpse-driven family in Xiangxi, are unwilling to do so.

The demon who can refine the corpse demon probably has no intention of using it for a long time. He just wanted to use the corpse demon to cause chaos and did not need to be recycled in the end. When things got a big deal, they wouldn't care even if they were bombed into scum by bombs.

Because they did not want the corpse demon to survive from the beginning!

The corpse demon in front of her was Peng Xiaoyu. Her lips were cracked to the ears, and blood stained her eyes red. From the moment she saw Yan Ning, Peng Xiaoyu actually stuck out her tongue and licked her cracked lips excitedly.
Chapter completed!