Strange national destiny: My Chinese-style horror scares the world

Hundreds of years ago, Shihe Village was hit by a severe drought. A wandering Taoist priest came here and realized that the drought was not caused by a natural disaster, but by a hidden drought demon.

After some twists and turns, the Taoist priest finally sealed the drought demon in the dry riverbed and suppressed it with a huge rock.

The Taoist knew that he could not completely get rid of the drought demon with his own skills, so he suppressed the drought demon with the rolling river water.

Whenever the drought demon regains a little strength, it will be eroded by the river again.

As long as the river water does not dry up, the drought demon will never get out of trouble.

In order to prevent deliberate destruction by those with ulterior motives, the Taoist priest and many villagers and officials who knew about the incident at the time did not make the inside story public.

Instead, it rotted in the stomach.

To the outside world, people just think that the drought is a natural disaster.

The strange stones in the river are related to Feng Shui. The strange stones have changed the Feng Shui of Shihe Village and can bless the village with good weather.

The purpose is naturally to prevent future villagers from moving the stones away.

Hundreds of years passed like this.

The villagers of Shihe Village live and work in peace and contentment, and have never moved this stone.

The legend of the drought demon was naturally submerged in the rolling waves of time.

Until...sixty years ago.

………………

"Uh--"

The deep, strong murmur in the river began to rise again, louder than before.

It seemed to penetrate Su Yi's soul.

At this time, the four zombies kneeling on the river bank stood up.

A zombie that has sucked enough blood is no longer an ordinary zombie, it can be called the "Zombie King".

The four zombie kings were trembling in fear at the low groaning sound, like four kittens seeing a tiger.

Seeing this scene, Su Yi silently retreated behind the zombies, hiding in the dark without saying a word.

Sure enough, the next second.

Another voice came from under the strange rock. This voice was more powerful and terrifying than the previous one. It could no longer be considered a low hum, but a roar.

"Roar--!!!"

The roar was so loud that the river stopped flowing for three seconds, startled the birds and sparrows in the surrounding mountains, and made the wild beasts dare not show their heads.

This roar was mixed with a bit of anger and disdain.

The people from the Western Eight Kingdoms who were also on the other side of the village naturally heard the roar.

Their expressions suddenly changed.

Because anyone can hear that this sound is definitely not made by an ordinary zombie.

But based on this special roar alone, they would never guess that it was the voice of Hanba.

"Ah...could this be an elite monster appearing?" someone said.

"Go, go, don't dawdle, do you want to die?"

"The farther we get from the direction of that sound, the better..."

……

shore.

As Hanba roared, the four zombie kings that were originally trembling changed again.

They were seen kneeling on the ground with their heads facing the sky, with streams of misty blood flowing out of their seven orifices and gathering in the air.

In the air, four blood clouds gathered together and condensed into a dark red blood ball that looked like a real thing.

As soon as the blood ball appeared, the four zombie kings fell to the ground without a sound, as if they had been drained of energy.

The rest of the zombies present, seeing this ball of blood emitting a faint scarlet glow, all showed expressions of greed and desire that were difficult to conceal.

The blood ball fell straight down and dripped onto the huge rock in the river.

In an instant, the boulder seemed to come alive, with red blood threads spreading all over its body, like blood vessels.

With these changes, even the river water around the strange stone changed, turning into red water like blood.

Gradually, bubbles began to emerge from the river water.

It wasn't that there was something under the water, but that the temperature of the river water suddenly rose and boiled.

The rolling river water evaporated and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally dropped by half, revealing most of the riverbed and many fish and shrimps that were still jumping.

The strange rocks in the river also emerged from the water, and things like blood vessels continued to spread downwards on them.

But when it reached the water surface, it stopped.

Although the river water has become less, some of it is still retained and the entire stone cannot be fully exposed.

Like a stream, gurgling.

"Roar--!"

The roar of the drought demon came again, but this time it was not anger, but urging.

It was as if it was ordering the zombies present to quickly suck more human blood to prepare for its escape.

"It looks like this drought demon is about to escape. If three more die, it will be almost over."

Su Yi, hiding in the dark, thought to himself.

The people of the Western Eight Countries thought they were on the fifth floor, but in fact, they were only on the second floor.

The zombies' killing rules are the first level in this dungeon, and they are also the simplest and easiest to discover.

The moonlight that appears in a continuous cycle is the second layer.

If you understand these two levels of rules, you can roughly gain a foothold in the dungeon, but it is still not enough.

They still couldn't get a glimpse of the full picture of this copy, that is, the existence of Hanba.

In this dungeon, it is not enough to just survive. Too many people cannot die. Every death will lead to the further revival of the dungeon's final boss - Hanba.

When the drought demon fully recovers, let alone dealing with a few ordinary people, even Su Yi might not be his opponent.

In this dungeon, Hanba has absolute dominance.

It can be said that once Hanba is resurrected, this copy will be declared over.

Almost as soon as Hanba's order was given.

The zombies in the entire copy started searching everywhere like crazy.

"Don't you think the air is a bit hot?"

Somewhere in the dungeon, a member of the West Eight team wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.

"It's more than just hot! It's practically dry, almost like a desert!"

Another person said that his nose was already bleeding and was now blocked with a piece of medical cotton.

"Something's wrong. Ever since that terrifying roar sounded from afar, I've felt like this instance seems to have undergone some kind of change we're not aware of..."

Park Ye-seng felt vaguely uneasy.

He thought he had figured out the logic of this copy, and felt that with these discoveries, he could lead everyone to victory.

But now it seems that he was still too naive.

When has the Dragon Country dungeon ever been so easy?

An ominous premonition loomed in his heart, making his heart sink even more.

Shaking his head, he dispelled his worries and said to everyone:

"We're almost there, let's hurry up."

At this time, everyone was walking on the small path in Shihe Village.

The destination is an ancestral hall in the village.

The ancestral hall is very large and built entirely of wood. It looks like it has hundreds of years of history.

The building materials used in ancient Dragon Kingdom were very solid, and to some extent, they were even better than modern reinforced concrete.

Such places are naturally favored by everyone and used as temporary shelters.

The sturdy structure is enough to withstand the attack of the zombie army.

There is ample space for them to rest.

In short, there is no building more suitable for hiding than this.