Chapter 727: Living Dead
Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations
Amelia held her two brothers on both sides and reminded them like adults, âBrother William, Brother Lucas, what are you going to say to Eldest Aunt when you see her later? What if Eldest Aunt doesnât come with us?â
William and Lucas were silent.
Amelia looked back and quickly changed the topic. âSister flirtatious ghost just said that the coffin was nailed up. Iâll open it later.â
After passing through a long passageway, the three children quickly arrived at the depths of the bomb shelter. This was a relatively open area. The ceiling of the cave was much higher, about three meters. Vines that liked dark environments crawled all around, and there were all kinds of yellow and red talismans stuck around.
At a glance, there was nothing here.
Lucas thought that the flirtatious ghost was talking about a coffin inside. He didnât expect it to be buried underground. The mouth of the coffin without a coffin lid was level with the ground
William was inexplicably nervous. He carefully moved towards the coffin. He was about to see his mother. William suddenly didnât know what to do. What was he going to ask her? Why didnât she want him and his brother?
He struggled with his emotions. When William finally stood at the edge of the coffin and saw the scene inside, he froze! He subconsciously clenched the talisman in his hand!
Amelia took a step back and said in a daze, âThis  Did Eldest Aunt do something bad?â Just now, the flirtatious ghost said that there was a woman lying in the coffin and was nailed up. They did not expect to be nailed up like this! They thought that it was just the coffin lid being nailed up! However, the person in front of them was nailed into the coffin by nails!
Amelia felt that her palm hurt when she looked at it. Why was this happening
At this moment, the eyes in the coffin moved and began to roar again. As she roared, she tried her best to pull her palm out! The nails nailed to her palm were deeply embedded in her flesh as she exerted strength. As she struggled, the nails grated on her bones and made cracking sounds. The woman did not seem to feel any pain. Her face was numb, and only a trace of obsession could be vaguely seen in her eyes.
Williamâs eyes turned red.
William had thought of many scenarios when he first met his mother. He had thought of her in a sorry state and working somewhere to earn a living. He had thought of her cold face, disowning them, and impatiently telling them to get lost. He had also thought of her immediately flattering them when she found out that they were Waltons. However, he had never thought that it would be like this  How long had she been nailed here? Had she always been here?
In the coffin, Lingâs palm used too much strength, and her ten fingers spasmed. Then, she drooped weakly, as if she had tried thousands of times, but in the end, it was all in vain
Ling, who had returned to a dead silence, stared straight ahead without moving or blinking. She looked very terrifying and did not look like a living person at all. There was something squirming under her clothes. Combined with her nailed body, she looked strange and terrifying.
William asked in a trembling voice, âIs she still alive?â
A voice floated in. âIf you say sheâs alive, sheâs technically alive, but if you say sheâs dead, sheâs also technically dead. Sheâs a living dead.â Elmer, who was wearing a white robe, came in from outside and said to Amelia first, âDonât worry, your father and that Uncle Honest are fine.â Honest, who had lost Amelia, was looking for Alex in the wilderness. As for Alex, he didnât need to worry.
Amelia let go of her worries and asked, âMaster, what is a living dead?â
Elmer glanced at Ling in the coffin and said, âOver in Haiti, thereâs a type of person who calls themselves witches. Theyâre descendants of the Witch God. Theyâre good at making something called zombie powder. When used on living people, it will make them lose their will, their bodies stiffen, and they wonât be able to think. They wonât feel tired, and they wonât feel pain when theyâre injured. Theyâre like zombies. Theyâre undying and indestructible. Theyâre treated as slaves by sorcerers and work for them.â
William was stunned. âIs this a legend from a long time ago?â
Elmer: âSort of, but there is indeed the lineage of the Witch God, but the real orthodox Witch God has long disappeared. The zombie powder that those people studied is more likely to be a mental medicine that numbs the human nerves. Of course, this is only my guess.â Most zombies nowadays were artificially created, but until now, no one understood how they were created, so they were not sure if anyone had inherited some of the sorcererâs methods.
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