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

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The wooden door that had been covered in dust for decades made a teeth-grinding sound as it was slowly pushed open by a group of outsiders.

The air filled with dust, mold and stench hit them in the face, almost making the group of people from the Western Eight Countries fall over.

"Ahhh! Cough cough cough... Could this air be poisonous?"

"Achoo—shiba na—Achoo—"

Because the smell in the ancestral hall was so strong, everyone had to open the door and let the air circulate for a while before they dared to go in.

Soon, they understood why there was such a strong smell in the house -

Dead body.

Leaning against a pillar in the ancestral hall was a skeleton that had long since turned to white bones, and its clothes were so tattered that they were about to break into pieces.

Judging from the style of the clothes, the corpse should be a Taoist priest.

In addition, there are several skeletons in other places, and there are some shells shed by maggots when they turned into flies on the ground nearby.

Obviously, decades or even hundreds of years ago,

Some stories happened in this temple. Some people, including a Taoist priest, died here.

Their bodies were left there unattended, rotting and stinking, giving rise to a large number of maggots, which turned into flies. In the end, even the flies died, and the bodies turned into dust.

Time is a ruthless blade.

No one can tell what exactly happened here, but the dust in the air is likely mixed with a lot of human components...

When they thought of this, the faces of the people who had been choked by the dust in their lungs suddenly turned green.

This is equivalent to them inhaling some of the ashes.

“Ashiba! Ashiba!!”

"What's going on here?"

Park Ye-sung ignored the crowd's shouting. At this time, the moonlight had reappeared and the whole village was bright, as if it were daytime.

He ordered someone to guard the door and watch, and notify everyone immediately if any zombies appeared.

He walked over to the bones and examined them one by one. His idea was very simple -

Since there are bones here, there must be some kind of information.

If they don't have this information, it is likely to put them in a very unfavorable situation.

"A Taoist priest... This must be the master who dealt with the mummy monsters here decades or even hundreds of years ago."

"But he died later. The other bodies were wearing villagers' clothes. They must be local villagers here."

"However, judging by their skeletons, heights, and the size of their clothes, we can tell that these villagers must have been very strong and tall in their lifetime. They were probably the ones who knew Kung Fu in the village."

"Let me guess. Something must have happened here that year, which led to the appearance of a large number of strange mummies. The Taoist priest called on a few capable villagers to deal with these monsters."

"But they must have failed in the end, otherwise this place wouldn't be like this now."

"Huh? Wait... this is..."

Just as Park Ye-sung was examining the body.

I found that the Taoist priest was holding a silk handkerchief tightly in his hand.

After years of changes, the silk handkerchief did not rot, but was very tough, and there were still words on it.

Seeing this, Park Yi-sung quickly pulled the handkerchief out of Bai Gu's hand.

When the others saw this, they all came over.

"Captain, have you found anything?"

"What does it say on it, Smecta?"

"Don't make any noise, I'm watching."

Park Ye-sung waved his hand to interrupt everyone's questions and began to read the words on the handkerchief attentively.

Seeing this, the others looked at each other, then all gathered behind him, craning their necks to look eagerly.

The characters on it are from the ancient Dragon Kingdom written with a brush. The handwriting is very sloppy, and there are even some bloodstains in some places. After the passage of time, they have dried up and faded, and only a dim red dot can be seen.

Naturally, the people of the Western Eight Countries could not understand the text, and even the vast majority of the Dragon Country people could no longer understand it.

Fortunately, there is a systematic translation that allows everyone to understand it.

"I am a disciple of Mount Longhu, working as a traveling doctor. Traveling to Shihe Village, I encountered a man with a strange disease: his face was blue and his lips were black, he was afraid of light and water, and he would bite people like crazy."

"I stopped and treated him, using every possible means, but his condition worsened day by day. His face turned ashen, his limbs became stiff, and his nails grew rapidly. I realized this wasn't a disease, but a sign of a corpse turning into a corpse!"

"I wanted to kill him with my sword, but the foolish people didn't notice and falsely accused me of being a murderer, and imprisoned me in a wooden room."

"Soon, the villagers began to feel the aura of corpses, their limbs becoming rigid. I knew disaster was imminent. If I hesitated any longer, the entire village would be destroyed! So I broke the ban and cast a spell to exterminate the evil spirit."

"But an arrow struck my knee, and my plan was thwarted... Now, with my last breath, I leave this letter to warn those who come after me: The source of this misfortune is not the corpse, but its evil spirit!"

"Behind the tablet in the Shihe Village ancestral hall, a handwritten note from a hundred years ago was found. It was a letter left by a Maoshan ancestor. This village has a statue of a drought demon at the bottom of the river. Because scoundrels chiseled the stone for profit, the seal gradually loosened, allowing corpse qi to overflow, and thus causing the human body to become a zombie."

"Even our ancestors couldn't kill the Drought Demon, let alone future generations. They can only be imprisoned forever... Remember: Don't let the corpses and demons feed on blood and flesh, otherwise the Drought Demon will break the seal and cause disaster!"

……

“Ashiba——!!!”

After reading the message, Park Ye-sung subconsciously cursed.

It turns out that the mummy-like corpse monster is called a zombie.

The culprit that caused the entire village to fall and become a deserted village was a monster called "Hanba".

Hanba, just by hearing the name, gives people the impression that it is difficult to mess with.

The most important thing is that this thing seems not to have been killed by the Taoist priests and villagers at that time, but was merely sealed under a stone in the river in the middle of the village.

Once it sucks enough blood, it will break free!

By then, I'm afraid that all of them combined won't be enough to fill its teeth.

"Four of us died earlier. Zombies sucked all our blood dry... Could it be that the drought demon is about to come out?"

One of the team members said palely.

It reminded me of an extremely terrifying roar that came from a distance not long ago.

Everyone's heart sank to the bottom.

"Keep reading. Does it have any information on how to deal with zombies and that drought demon?"

Someone poked Park Ye-sung, asking him to check if there were any words on the back of the handkerchief.

When the handkerchief was turned over, there were no words on it, which made everyone feel depressed again.

There is no way to deal with it, which is really frustrating for them.

This means that they can only passively take the beating, unable to fight back, and can only be chased around by zombies.

Zombies are immortal and invincible, and cannot be killed even by bullets.

This is so unfair.

No one wants to be a rat forever, being chased around the world by monsters.

Even though I had already prepared myself mentally and knew that weird things were immortal, the weird things I encountered this time were still too many.

It is indeed a good thing to have no fear value.

But the problem is that the zombies in this copy can't grow.

He reached his peak right from the start. How can we continue playing this game?

There was a long silence.

Park Ye-sung saw the morale gradually declining, but there was nothing he could do.

He subconsciously fiddled with the bones on the ground and found some new items.

"Well...this is..."

He found a few things from the back of the corpse, in a bag that should have been tied around the waist when the body was alive.

There was long-rotten rice, red ore powder, a dagger made of a bundle of round copper coins with square holes, and a small bottle.