Chapter 38: Eerie Corpse In The Valley, Jing Jian A Han
Moonlight was like water, and the temperature in the Zaghrama Mountains at night had already dropped a lot. Cold wind blew between the two black stones, carrying a sharp whistling sound like the wail of devils from the Underworld.
An Li Man looked at the distant black stones, his face full of fear. He flipped off the camel’s back, knelt on the ground, and began to pray.
Wang Pang Zi couldn’t help but mock:
“An Li Man, old man, isn’t praying at this time just like hugging Buddha’s feet in desperation?”
An Li Man ignored him, prayed for a while, then stood up and said:
“Hu Da bless us, we’ve finally arrived here, but this old man doesn’t want to go in, just let me stay here and wait for you all!”
Su Mo knew he was looking for another chance to sneak away, so he smiled faintly and said:
“An Li Man, you said I was the angel sent by Hu Da, but now that we’re here, you don’t want to go in with us. Don’t you trust Hu Da?”
An Li Man was stunned for a moment, then after a few seconds, he smiled awkwardly and said:
“Comrade Su, of course I trust you, but this place is really scary. This old man doesn’t want to go in!”
Su Mo smiled faintly:
“Don’t worry, since I’ve joined this team, I’ll bring everyone here out safe and sound!”
His words were calm, but his voice was full of confidence and integrity.
As the saying goes, a gentleman’s promise is as heavy as a thousand jun.
Everyone felt the weight of the promise in his words, and their hearts warmed involuntarily.
Wang Pang Zi immediately said:
“An Li Man, did you hear that? This is my master’s promise. He says we won’t have any problems, we’ll absolutely come out safe and sound!”
Xue Li Yang also nodded:
“Master Su is right. We’re all one team. If we go in, we go in together. If we come out, we’ll come out with not one less. Everyone, don’t fall behind!”
Hearing their words, An Li Man was silent for a long time, then sighed:
“Alright, I believe what Comrade Su says. This old man won’t have any other thoughts. Let’s go in together!”
At this point, An Li Man completely dispelled the thought of sneaking away and honestly prepared to enter the Zaghrama Mountain Valley with everyone.
Hearing An Li Man’s words, Xue Li Yang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to glance at Ye Yi Xin who was still asleep on the camel’s back, and whispered to Su Mo:
“The problem now is to quickly find a clean water source, then everyone rests. Otherwise, no one will hold out!”
If they couldn’t find a clean water source soon, not to mention the sleeping Ye Yi Xin, even Professor Chen and Hao Ai Guo, those two old men, probably wouldn’t hold out.
Su Mo nodded:
“Let’s go into the valley first!”
The group then walked forward and soon entered the valley between the two black stones, but at the valley entrance, the camels refused to go further no matter what. No matter how An Li Man whipped and urged them, they twisted their bodies and wouldn’t move.
Xue Li Yang frowned and said:
“Could it be that there’s something ahead that scared these animals?”
Hu Ba Yi immediately took out a flare, lit it, and threw it ahead. He saw that both sides ahead in the valley were pitch-black strange rocks, the ground was yellow sand, not even a single plant in sight, and nothing unusual.
Hu Ba Yi then walked forward a few steps and threw out a second flare forcefully.
This flare was thrown dozens of meters away. Under the firelight, surprisingly, under the pitch-black mountain rocks sat a white shadow, like a ghostly shadow in the darkness.
“There’s a ghost!”
Chu Jian let out a startled cry.
Wang Pang Zi was fearless, raised his hand to aim and shoot, but Hu Ba Yi pressed down the gun barrel:
“Don’t shoot, it’s a person!”
Hu Ba Yi then walked over. That white shadow was a corpse!
This corpse was wearing a white robe, with a sand-proof headscarf on his head, looking like Arab attire, but inside the white robe was a set of army green combat uniform, and a backpack on his back.
It wasn’t strange to encounter a corpse in the desert, but this male corpse’s death pose was very strange. He sat there staring at the sky, his skin tinged with green, glowing faintly blue under the flare.
“There’s a dead person here too!”
Chu Jian let out a startled cry nearby. Su Mo and Hu Ba Yi hurried over to look, and sure enough, there was a corpse by the mountain rock over there, and not just one.
Four male corpses similarly dressed in white robes lay on the ground, their death poses almost identical, eyes terrifyingly staring at the sky, skin tinged with green, and several assault rifles scattered beside them.
Wang Pang Zi picked up an assault rifle, looked it over, and said:
“This is eerie. It’s loaded. Did they encounter some enemy?”
Hu Ba Yi glanced around and saw bullet casings scattered on the ground:
“Looks like it, but there are no bullet holes or wounds on their bodies, no blood either…”
At this time, An Li Man said in fear:
“I know it. They must have encountered devils here. These devils can’t be killed by bullets at all. Their guns being loaded was useless!”
Hu Ba Yi and the others frowned upon hearing this.
An Li Man firmly believed in religion and interpreted everything from the perspective of gods and ghosts. Hu Ba Yi and the others couldn’t figure out the cause of death of these corpses at this time, let alone how to refute him.
At this moment, Hao Ai Guo suddenly sighed:
“These people must have encountered some danger and died here. Why don’t we try to bury him? I can’t stand seeing this…”
With that, he reached out to move one of the corpses to bury it.
Hu Ba Yi suddenly realized something was wrong and cursed:
“Stop! You old antique, don’t touch…”
Before he finished speaking, suddenly a long black snake darted out from the mouth of the corpse Hao Ai Guo was moving.
This snake was half a chi long, as thick as a thumb, with a strange eerie black flesh crown on its head. It suddenly shot out from the corpse’s mouth and lightning-fast lunged at Hao Ai Guo, mouth open aiming to bite his arm.
Hao Ai Guo didn’t react at all, his face suddenly changed drastically, but his arm was still in mid-air.
Just as the snake’s mouth was about to bite his arm, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, lightning-fast pinching the snake’s seven-inch spot.
Everyone looked closely—it was Su Mo!
Su Mo gripped the snake’s neck and said solemnly:
“Everyone, don’t move. This crested snake is highly venomous!”
This black crested snake was the infamous Jing Jian A Han of Zaghrama Mountain Valley. Its venom was enough to kill an elephant, and a human bitten would see the King of Hell in seconds.
Everyone broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this and hurriedly retreated a few steps.
But when Xue Li Yang looked at Su Mo, a strange look appeared in her eyes.
Just now, when Hao Ai Guo was moving the corpse, Su Mo was several meters away by another corpse. The moment Hao Ai Guo was about to move it, he suddenly flashed from several meters away to Hao Ai Guo’s side.
His movement was so fast it left only an afterimage on Xue Li Yang’s retina!
What kind of kung fu was this?
