zombie job

Chapter 9 It's Hot

"Is he in a hurry for us to interrogate him?" Wu Jin looked at the living corpse curiously. He had never heard of anyone being so active after being interrogated.

Wu Jin thought about it self-righteously, and then made an evaluation: "He is a very good prisoner."

Yin Yinming no longer wants to answer the conversation.

After that, the two of them ignored the living corpse at all, and started eating on their own.

After eating, Wu Jin wanted to get straight to the point, but Yin Yinming took out a piece of paper from his pocket and wiped Wu Jin's shiny mouth.

"Oh." Wu Jin was a little surprised, he glanced at Yin Yinming, and seriously commented, "You are really a virtuous man."

"I've said it before, don't use words indiscriminately." Yin Yinming's face turned dark.

Wu Jin ignored him, instead took out the photo, and said to the living corpse, "Do you know the guy in it?"

The living corpse didn't answer, Wu Jin looked at the photo, and gave a surprised cry.

The bloody scene in the photo disappeared, and the students in it were sitting upright and looking ahead, it looked like a very ordinary student photo.

Wu Jin frowned, he picked up the photo and sniffed it lightly, but there was no smell of corruption.

"The guy inside is gone." Wu Jin stared at the photo carefully, and after looking at it for a while, he felt something was wrong again: "The three dead people are gone too."

"What dead person?" Yin Taboo looked suspiciously.

"Dead people without heads, two men and one woman." Wu Jin said, staring at it seriously, and did not find any strange smell.

"It's gone." Wu Jin was puzzled, "Why?"

"Maybe it went to another photo." Yin Yinming didn't find it strange. There was not only one graduation photo, and it was very likely that the ghost that lived in the photo went to other photos.

"A lot of graduation photos?" Wu Jin didn't have time to finish asking, when he suddenly heard a clicking sound.

Wu Jin looked at the living corpse on the ground. The skeleton of the living corpse was twisted abnormally, and the body wriggled and stood upright.

"His strength is increasing." Wu Jin felt strange, "The smell on his body is getting more and more fragrant."

"It's the corpse nail." Yin Yinming grabbed Wu Jin's wrist and stopped Wu Jin behind him.

"What is that?" Wu Jin was puzzled.

"That's something used to suppress you." Yin Taboo frowned, "The seven nails are for reducing the speed at which your power absorbs power to the greatest extent."

Wu Jin opened his eyes wide: "Suppress me? You guys are really going too far."

"Three hundred years ago, the seven corpse nails were all stolen." Yin Yinming frowned, "How could he have the corpse nails?"

The living corpse screamed and rushed towards Wu Jin and the others.

"I'll be in danger?" Wu Jin wondered.

"No, if you were so easily in danger, you wouldn't be alive today." Yin Yin Ming said directly.

"It's too much." Wu Jin clicked his tongue.

Seeing the living corpse rushing over, its claws reached Wu Jin's eyes.

Wu Jin's state changed instantly, and his fangs grew.

But before Wu Jin could move, the arm of the living corpse was chopped off.

"Huh?" Wu Jin froze for a moment.

It was a pitch-black black iron sword that cut off the arm of the living corpse.

This sword shaman has seen before, it belongs to Yin Yinming.

In fact, there are not many people who use swords as weapons. Although swords are cool to say the least, but in real battles, swords do not have the same weight as knives, so they may not be able to cut through the opponent's armor. .

There is also no length advantage like a spear.

Most of the time the sword is just a status symbol...except for the one on Yin Yinming, the god of death.

Wu Jin hissed for a long time, and saw that hand fell to the ground, and the living corpse with nails was poked on the ground by Yin Yinming.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Wu Jin watched from the sidelines again, "You are so pungent."

"I said not to use it indiscriminately..." Yin Taboo looked at Wu Jin, met Wu Jin's ignorant eyes, and gave up, anyway, even if he said Wu Jin, he would not change it.

"Who gave you the corpse nail?" Yin Yuming's sword was stuck on the shoulder of the living corpse, and as he spoke, Yin Yuming turned the hilt of the sword, making the shoulder of the living corpse bloody.

Ordinary corpses don't know pain, but Yin Yinming's move directly hits the soul, which hurts much more than the body.

Wu Jin grinned as he watched.

This living corpse is obviously not a ruthless character with backbone, and it was howled by Yin Yinming. After Yin Yinming stopped, he hurriedly said: "I don't know him! I don't know him!"

"What does it look like?" Yin Yuming asked again.

"I don't know." The corpse's face was twisted into a ball, and it looked a little older than his original appearance. "He has a garbage bag on his head."

Yin Yinming and Wu Jin were silent together, and Wu Jin let out a gasp in disgust.

"I really can't tell." The living corpse repeated.

Seeing that the two were still silent, the living corpse continued in a tangled state: "I was about to die at that time, and he gave me something, which he said would allow me to survive and become a living dead."

"He said it was a gift from him."

"Continue?" Yin Yinming caught the key word, "What gift?"

The living corpse is actually not very clear: "He didn't tell me."

Seeing that Yin Yinming's face became even uglier, the living corpse hurriedly said: "Wait! Wait! I remembered."

"Oh." Wu Jin squatted beside her, clicked her tongue twice, and commented, "You are too scary."

"He said, he said that you are welcome to come back to this world." The living corpse imitated its tone slightly, using Mandarin.

But this living corpse's Mandarin is not very good, and his tone is very strange: "I, I thought he was speaking to me."

The living corpse thought about it for a while, and his expression suddenly became depressed: "Probably not, he looks down on me."

After more than 30 years, the living corpse is very sensitive to people's eyes. Although the person who gave him something was wearing a garbage bag, two holes were dug in the eyes.

That guy obviously didn't take him seriously, and the child's words were not meant for him.

Yin Taboo subconsciously looked at Wu Jin, and Wu Jin also reacted: "Does anyone know that I'm awake?"

The sword in Yin Yuming's hand melted and melted into Yin Yuming's palm: "How did you die?"

"Jump off the building." The living corpse didn't dare to look into Yin Yuming's eyes, and lowered its head cowardly.

"Then why are you picking other people's eyeballs?" Wu Jin squatted beside her, holding her knees with both hands.

The living corpse who was still bowing his head suddenly raised his head to look at Wu Jin after hearing this: "They deserve it!! They..."

The living corpse didn't continue talking. He knew that even if he told these two people, they would not be able to avenge him, but would expose something.

"What are they?" Yin Yinming continued to ask.

The living corpse gritted its teeth, as if it had made up its mind, and then used its remaining hand to fiercely reach out to its Tianling Gai.

Yin Yinming stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was already too late.

A long nail was pulled out by the living corpse.

The spikes were copper and ten centimeters long.

The spike was taken out, and the living corpse died instantly, turning into a real corpse.

And the bloody corpse nail floated up not long after it fell to the ground.

Seeing that the nail was about to run away, Wu Jin quickly reached out to grab the nail.

"Wait! Don't touch it!" Yin Yinming wanted to interrupt.

"Eh?" Wu Jin has already held onto it, and is looking at Yin Taboo in confusion at the moment.

The atmosphere fell into silence, and Wu Jin let out an uh: "Did I catch it too fast... eh."

The Corpse Nail suddenly erupted with a burst of black death, and went straight towards Wu Jin.

"Hey!" Wu Jin opened his eyes wide. He wanted to throw the corpse away, but found that it seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried.

But there was no so-called pain, Wu Jin was surrounded by the black mist with a dazed expression, and then the black mist dissipated, Wu Jin looked at Yin Tabing and blinked.

The corpse nail in his hand turned into powder and fell to the ground.

"Did I get into trouble?" Wu Jin wondered.

"It's okay." Yin Yinming looked at him with a solemn expression, "Do you think there is something strange?"

"No." Wu Jin stretched out his hand and patted himself, "I feel the same."

Yin Yinming came over and checked Wu Jin's condition, but found nothing.

At this time, Qin Lulu and the others sent a message, roughly to find out the relationship between the living corpse and his old classmate, and asked Yin Yinming when they would come.

"Didn't you say this is my task? You won't help." Wu Jin scratched his head.

"You can't do it alone, but at least you haven't been aggressive, so it's a back door." Yin Yinming put away his phone, "Go back first, this corpse..."

"I'll do it." Wu Jin stretched out his hand and pointed between the man's eyebrows, and the man's body instantly dissolved, leaving nothing left of his clothes.

When they went back, the two of them were not so impulsive, after all, Yin Tabing had also said before that his ability should not be used indiscriminately, and he did not let Wu Jin use teleport casually.

Because the place where Qin Lulu and the others made an appointment was not their rental house.

The two of them could only wait for the bus seriously and get on the bus.

Wu Jin originally thought about what to eat later, he especially wanted to taste some ice cream.

Thinking about it, Wu Jin suddenly collapsed. He leaned back on the chair with a strange expression.

Yin Taboo looked out the window and didn't know what he was thinking about. He only heard Wu Jin moving impatiently beside him, and the frequency of the movement was a bit too frequent.

"What's the matter?" Yin Yuming turned his head and found that something was wrong with Wu Jin.

Wu Jin's neckline was a bit messed up by himself, this guy is good-looking, and if he does this again, there will be more eyes staring at him.

"What are you doing!!" Yin Yin Ming hurriedly pulled Wu Jin's clothes back for him.

Wu Jin frowned and did not speak.

"What?" Yin Yinming realized something was wrong.

"It's very strange." It's not that Wu Jin didn't want to say it, he just didn't know how to describe this feeling.

Yin Yin Ming directly took Wu Jin to get off at the next stop: "How strange?"

There is no one around this station, Yin Tabing is more at ease.

"Very...very..." Wu Jin said, and suddenly raised his hand to his chest.

I just rubbed it.

"I'm very comfortable now." Wu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Yinming looked at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin looked at Yin Yinming.

Fortunately, there was no one around, because Wu Jin was naked at this moment, and he didn't have any clothes on his body.

"You were hot just now, right?" Yin Yinming realized the problem.

"Ah, is that so?" Wu Jin stretched out his hands to pull at his hair, grabbed it and pulled the long hair up.

"Get dressed for me." Yin Yin Ming darkened his face, "Short sleeves and shorts are also fine, get dressed for me."

"But I'm hot." Wu Jin looked a little aggrieved.

"You wear it for me!" Yin Tabing reached out and clasped Wu Jin's shoulder, he knew very well that Wu Jin could get out Wu Jin's clothes by himself.

"Oh!" Wu Jin was pleasantly surprised, "Your body is so cool, you are indeed jade."