"What is the Yin-Yang Corpse?" Zhou Kun was stunned.

"The Yin-Yang Corpse is the most yin and poisonous monster in the world, and it is the highest level in the art of lowering the head.

The body is made of a man and a woman, and can change from man to woman after adulthood.

Invulnerability and immense strength are just standard features.

What's even more amazing is that he is not afraid of sunlight or fire. He transcends the three realms of humans, gods and ghosts, and is not among the five elements.

By the way, Yin-Yang Zombie loves to eat human brains. Every time he sucks a person's brain, he can gain the other person's knowledge, memory and skills.

I don’t need to tell you any grudges between you, right?

Do you want to have your brain eaten by him?" Qin Yao said lightly.

Zhou Kun was always known for his boldness. When he heard this, he felt chills all over his body and his heart was filled with chills.

It feeds on human brains and is more terrifying than the legendary zombies. It is as dangerous as the demons in myths and legends!

"Mr. Zhou, do you still want to keep the body and close the case in the newspaper?" Qin Yao said quietly, seeing his face dripping with sweat.

Zhou Kun swallowed his saliva and suddenly changed his attitude: "Burn, we must burn. There are dozens of brothers from the police station here. Each of them is my witness. Even if there is no physical evidence, it cannot change that we have killed both men and women." The truth about big thieves.”

Qin Yao smiled silently.

He has seen this situation more than once, and the most impressive time was undoubtedly in Renjia Town.

When Ren Fa heard that after Master Ren turned into a zombie, the first person he bit was his relatives, his attitude towards letting him burn the old man was very firm!

You know, the old man is his biological father, and biological fathers are like this, let alone two people who are enemies rather than friends.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Huh~"

Shaoqing, before Qin Yao could throw the divine fire in his palm onto the corpse, a deafening sound of treading on the ground suddenly filled his ears.

What followed was a gust of wind, powerful and impacting, and the cold air forcefully blew out the divine fire in his hands.

What the hell?!

A flash of shock flashed in Qin Yao's eyes. Looking around, he saw a giant with one eye and eight arms running towards him, with fangs intertwined in his bloody mouth, which made people feel chilled.

"Alchemy!"

Uncle Jiu shouted low, waved his hand and threw out a handful of talisman paper. The talisman paper had a spirit. A yellow paper Bagua chart was quickly arranged in mid-air, and a circular light beam was emitted vertically, which illuminated their master and apprentice, Zhou Kun and some police officers. shrouded within...

Under the light beam, the eight-armed giant in Qin Yao's eyes quickly became illusory. When the illusion reached its extreme, the giant's body was broken down into countless black smoke, and a figure that was very small compared to the giant suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Monster.(Thai)"

"Run! (Thai)"

Although the police officers who saw the true nature of this monster were very frightened, their psychological defenses had not yet collapsed.

Those police officers who could not clearly see the true nature of the giant were furious, crying and rushing in all directions. In the blink of an eye, only a few people in the beam of light were left in front of the giant...

The small figure rode the black smoke and came to the sky above the corpse at an extremely fast speed. He looked down at the man who raised his sword downwards and made a defensive gesture: "Dear Master, do you really want to be an enemy of our Heavenly Corpse Sect? (Thai) "

"What did he say?" Qin Yao glanced at Zhou Kun.

"Chinese?"

Just as Zhou Kun was about to translate, the figure in the black smoke suddenly spoke in Chinese.

Although the words are a bit unclear and full of foreign flavor, you can still understand what he is saying if you listen carefully.

"Who are you?"

Qin Yao asked seriously.

"My name is Wata, a descendant of the Heavenly Corpse Sect." said the figure in the black smoke.

"The Heavenly Corpse Sect..."

Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you here for these two corpses?"

"That's right."

Wata said: "No matter how they offended you in the past, how about letting their bodies go?"

Qin Yao sneered: "When a person dies, his grudges will disappear. In principle, I agree with your statement, but there should be some differences between the two of us regarding the definition of death."

Wata was silent for a moment and said: "Chinese people, this is the country, not your home court. Don't you have an old saying, take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter."

Qin Yao: "You must have heard it wrong. The old saying is to endure for a while, the more you think about it, the angrier you will become; take a step back, and the more you think about it, the more you will lose."

Vata: "..."

After a long time, he said solemnly: "After killing a person, you must also destroy the soul and burn the body. This method is too cruel. Not even wild beasts can do such a cruel thing! Once you really do this and spread it, the entire country will be affected." The national spirit and the fantasy world will regard you as the evil king and devil."

Qin Yao sneered: "So? Just in order not to become the Great Demon King, I will give you these two corpses and let you train into a yin and yang corpse?"

Watta was stunned and said in astonishment: "How do you know about the Yin-Yang Corpse?"

He remembered very clearly that when the dungeon weirdo taught him about the Yin-Yang Corpse cultivation method, he clearly said that even the people in the Heavenly Corpse Sect who knew about the Yin-Yang Corpse could not exceed the number of one palm.

Why is this Chinese guy who appears out of nowhere able to tell the story of Yin-Yang corpses when he opens his mouth?

Qin Yao: "Stop your alchemy and I will tell you the reason."

Watta hesitated for a moment, unable to hold back his curiosity. He dispersed the black mist surrounding him, flew out of the slowly dissipating eight-armed giant, and landed lightly on the ground.

Qin Yao looked intently and saw that this man was probably in his forties or fifties, with short hair, a square face, gold lines between his eyebrows, a dark red monk's robe, with most of his chest exposed, and his chest was covered with dense red characters. , as if faintly shining with golden light.

"Have you seen enough?" Watta said coldly.

"Hey~"

"Snapped!"

A beam of laser suddenly flew out from the direction of Qin Yao, came to Wata in an instant, and hit him hard between the eyebrows.

The powerful impact knocked his entire body into the air and threw him backwards with his head raised.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Qin Yao took out the Gauss gun hidden behind his back and fired continuously while walking towards Watta. The laser was like a waterfall.

Uncle Jiu: "..."

This guy really knows how to cheat and deceive his troops!

"boom!"

When Qin Yao strode in front of Wata with a pistol in his left hand, a sword in his right hand, and a laser to clear the way, a large amount of mist suddenly erupted from Wata's body, instantly covering the two of them.

"Hee hee hee."

"Ha ha."

Accompanied by bursts of weird children's laughter, small arms and palms appeared in the black mist, caressing Qin Yao's body.

"break!"

Not far away, Uncle Jiu let out a low shout, and the runes and trigrams above his head suddenly changed direction. The cylindrical yellow light beam instantly penetrated the layers of black mist, purifying the pairs of palms stretching towards Qin Yao into nothingness...

"There are so many tricks!"

Qin Yao stood with his sword in hand, looking at the empty ground in front of him, sighing softly.

"He took away the bodies of male and female robbers!" Zhou Kun shouted, feeling chilled in his heart.

For Qin Yao or Uncle Jiu, this is just a matter of winning or losing in a battle of skills, but for him, once the yin-yang corpse is really trained by that weirdo, his life may not be saved!

After all, he can't tie Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice to him and take them with him when he does anything, right?

He is willing, but others are not willing either!

"Yes, be careful in the future." Qin Yao put away his sword and gun, came to him, and patted his shoulder with sympathy.

Every fool knows that persimmons need to be picked soft when pinched.

Among the "culprits of murdering thieves", Zhou Kun is the softest when viewed horizontally and vertically. What's more, he is also the "mastermind". If the Yin-Yang Corpse doesn't kill him first, who will it kill?

"Uncle Jiu, you must help me!"

Zhou Kun was so frightened that his face changed, and he squeezed Uncle Jiu's arm tightly with both hands.

His intestines are now blue with regret.

How I wish I could have a chance to do it again. If so, he would definitely not stop Qin Yao from burning corpses again!

If I hadn't stopped him, both corpses would have been on fire when the weirdo named Watta arrived...

What a pity, what a shame!

Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand to pry open his fingers. When he raised his hand, the yellow paper charms suspended in the air suddenly flew down, and they overlapped neatly in his palm one by one.

This magical operation made Zhou Kun forget to plead for mercy for a moment.

"Heaven helps those who help themselves. If you can lead us to find that weirdo before he successfully refines the Yin-Yang Corpse, then we will have a chance to prevent the Yin-Yang Corpse from appearing. But if it's too late, you can only hope that we can eliminate the Yin-Yang Corpse. Dead body."

Zhou Kun woke up from his dream and said quickly: "Uncle Jiu, Mr. Qin, please come with me back to the police station. After you return, I will have people investigate the information about the Heavenly Corpse Sect and Watta..."
To be continued...