Chapter 12 Iron Corpse

An inexplicable feeling of familiarity came over, but Xie Que was not surprised.

There are many villagers who commit suicide by drowning in rivers or have accidents. If you rely on water to draw water, there is a risk of drowning in the water.

Xie Que was ready to get into the water, and the body was currently leaning over and facing the water.

Although Xie Que has seen it before, he has never dealt with such a situation personally.

But after all, it has been publicized for many years. Haven’t you ever eaten pork and haven’t seen a pig running?

Then Xie Que dropped a handful of paper money into the river, took out a red rope and tied it to the bow of the boat, in order to ward off evil spirits and prevent misfortunes.

After Xie Que completed these processes, he swallowed the river locust that could enhance his eyesight in the water and went into the water.

The corpse had not yet swollen, so it must have been dead not long ago. Xie Que did not use the net to retrieve the corpse, but directly swam forward with the hemp rope, preparing to tie it around the ankles of the corpse.

When Xie Que was taking off the rope from his waist, the corpse's ankle seemed to bounce, which frightened Xie Que.

As a time traveler, he immediately calmed down.

I had read a lot of popular science stories in my previous life, so I thought this was just a normal reaction of a corpse expelling gas from its body.

It may also be that some nerves in the body are still active just after death.

Xie Que calmed down and was about to tie the noose around the corpse's ankles, but he didn't expect something unexpected to happen.

This "corpse" suddenly came to life. He turned around and faced Xie Que head-on.

Xie Que saw the face of the other party, and it turned out to be Fan Yong, the rich young master who was killed by Jia Dalin.

Although Xie Que knew that the other party had died long ago and was living in some unknown form of life, he did not expect that he would actually bump into the other party.

The fear comes from the unknown, but Xie Que has seen almost all living corpses in the past few days and even broke its wrists himself, so he doesn't feel much fear of this kind of creature.

Fan Yong's pale face looked extremely horrifying under the moonlight, as if it had been scraped with several layers of putty.

Xie Que put away the distracting thoughts in his mind. Although the other party looked a little surprised when he saw the visitor, he also raised his hands and was about to pinch Xie Que's neck.

Thanks to the addition of the "Tidemaker" entry, Xie Que was able to walk smoothly in the water and easily avoided Fan Yong's hands with just a turn.

The two of them were floating in the water, looking at each other.

"Aren't you dead?" Xie Que asked this question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Fan Yong actually made an extremely human expression and turned his head to look at him: "I have seen you before...you are from the downstream water ghost family..."

His neck was tilted at an angle that ordinary people could not achieve, and saliva kept falling from the corners of his mouth: "But, how do you know that I am dead?"

Naturally, Xie Que would not reveal the existence of the Death Trial Diagram.

He had just seen from the speed of Fan Yong's attack that the opponent was not his opponent.

That kind of speed is just close to entering the country as a martial artist, but it has not yet reached the point of entry.

What made him curious was why Fan Yong could remain as sane as he is now after death.

The first strike was the strongest one. Xie Que's expression remained unchanged and he just raised his hand and punched him.

Fan Yong opened his mouth and let out a deep guttural sound, which made Xie Que feel dizzy.

Xie Que began to become a little nervous. He did not expect that the other party could have the ability of sound skills.

As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a taste of rust immediately lingered in his mouth. He was so grateful for the pain that he sobered up a lot.

"Look at my right hook!" Xie Que shouted, and Fan Yong immediately raised his hand to block it.

But he didn't expect that Xie Que's left hand came faster, and the fist covered with purple texture immediately felt like hitting a layer of iron plate, causing Xie Que's wrist to go numb.

But the right side of Fan Yong's chest where he was hit was also corroded by toxins, leaving a huge fist mark.

Fan Yong put away his hurried expression and smiled: "Forgot, I am an iron corpse now, you can't kill me."

Xie Que's eyes focused on the opponent's chest. If he were an ordinary person, this punch would definitely shock his heart to death, but Fan Yong acted as if nothing happened.

Iron corpse? Xie Que has never heard of such a thing, but he can guess that it must be similar to a zombie, and it can also have wisdom.

Fan Yong stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "I have never tasted the blood of a warrior."

He rushed towards Xie Que with a fierce force, but Xie Que did not dodge, but greeted him with fists.

As if he was not afraid of any attack, Fan Yong held Xie Que's fist tightly, trying to wrap his arms around him.

Xie Que quickly waved his fists and kept fighting back Fan Yong's approaching arms.

A man and a corpse were fighting under the water, blood and water splashed everywhere, and the passing fish and shrimp were frightened away.

Xie Que was firing on all cylinders at this moment, using his two entry martial arts skills one after another, and the toxins in his fists were constantly eroding the opponent's body.

The heat coming from his body even made the surrounding water a little warmer.

With a "click", Fan Yong's right arm seemed to be shattered by Xie Que.

Fan Yong tried it. Although he didn't feel any pain, he also found that he couldn't put any force on his right arm at this time and it was difficult to lift it.

He couldn't help but his expression changed.

The people he preyed on before were just ordinary people. He thought that with his immortal body, he should be able to easily hunt down the incoming warriors, but he didn't expect that his arm would be disabled.

Fan Yong opened his mouth and said: "Little water ghost, why do you and I have to fight for life and death? I can promise you a thousand taels of silver. With this silver, why do you have to beg for food in the water and stay with corpses all day long?"

Xie Que ignored him and swung his fist towards Fan Yong's face.

If he didn't get the death trial diagram and was just an ordinary person, he might be moved.

But now that he has died, why should he take such risks?

Seeing that Xie Que ignored him, Fan Yong also became impatient.

He opened his mouth fiercely and bit Xie Que's left fist, but he didn't expect that the opponent's body was too hard for his teeth to bite.

When it breaks, it breaks. Fan Yong whistles to the sky, and the sound of horse hooves can be heard in the forest far away from the shore.

Call for help? A flash of light flashed in Xie Que's eyes, he took a deep breath and punched much faster than before.

The two fought in the water for a hundred meters, and Xie Que's fists like firecrackers kept knocking Fan Yong back.

If outsiders looked at it, they would be shocked.

Fan Yong's entire face was dented by Xie Que's blows, and his brain, corroded by toxins, was constantly losing consciousness.

Fan Yong, who was convinced that he was immortal, began to panic at this moment.

He could feel that his consciousness was not as clear as before, and had actually become a little blurry.

The sound of horse hooves got closer, and Xie Que became more and more nervous.

The opponent's reinforcements seemed to be arriving in an instant, but he had not yet solved the problem.

If you escape alone, the other party will know where you live.

Although Dashun is known to be powerful, Dashun has been injured for many years, and the opponent can also refine creatures like Iron Corpse. It is inevitable that there is no other way to deal with a disabled grandmaster.

Thinking of this, Xie Que took a deep breath and pulled Fan Yong to dive to the bottom of the river.