Chapter 1492: mud and sand

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"Why can't you kill?" Liu Wei'an's voice was calm, and those who knew him knew that he had a strong killing intent in his heart.
"This person is called Fifth River." Yuan Xuejun said.
"What's wrong?" Li Eshui said coldly, in the Ping An Army never betray others, the Ping An Army only sacrificed himself for others.
"This person has the ability to send souls!" Yuan Xuejun said.
"What do you mean?" Liu Wei'an stared at Yuan Xuejun.
"If a person dies normally, the soul will enter through the six realms. However, if it is an abnormal death, the soul will not be able to find the entrance to the six realms, and will not be able to enter and reincarnation." Yuan Xuejun said.
"Is there really and reincarnation?" Liu Wei'an's face was solemn, as long as reincarnation was involved, there was no trivial matter.
"There are rumors." Yuan Xuejun didn't know either.
"Can this person communicate with the reincarnation of hell?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"It shouldn't be possible, but—" Yuan Xuejun's tone increased, "This person has a skill that can save us a lot of effort."
"I want to see if he can be exempted from the death penalty." Liu Wei'an said.
"A person who is bitten by a zombie will be infected with the zombie virus. After death, he will become a zombie. This person can stop all this." Yuan Xuejun said.
"Remove the zombie virus?" Li Badshui asked.
"No, but it can prevent the corpse from turning into a zombie." Yuan Xuejun said.
Li Badshui is no longer interested, this ability is not very drop. If it is able to remove the corpse poison of a living person, then the merits are boundless. The Fifth River is very useful and has to be kept. However, if it is only to prevent the corpse from turning into a corpse, it is useless for the Ping An Army.
The way the Ping An Army treats corpses is cremation, and there is no way for corpses to be turned into corpses.
With the addition of the Fifth River, it would be troublesome. What would he do with his body? In addition to increasing the burden, it seems that there is no benefit at all. It takes manpower and material resources to keep the corpse. However, Liu Wei'an has other considerations. The killing intent in his eyes has faded a lot. Looking at the shivering Fifth River, he asked : "Do you really have this ability?"
"Yes!" Fifth River replied cautiously.
"Are there any restrictions?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"Yes!" Fifth River replied more carefully, because he knew that the person in front of him was the one who decided his fate. He wanted to answer no, but he dared not, because lies are easy to expose.
"What restrictions?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"You can only send 10 souls a day." Fifth River whispered while looking at Liu Wei'an's face.
"Only 10 people?" Liu Wei'an looked unhappy.
"13 people." Fifth River changed his mind.
"13 people?" Liu Wei'an's expression was a little cold.
"15, 15 people!" Fifth River's voice was crying, and 15 would cost him half his life.
"The Ping An Army does not raise waste. If you cannot contribute to the Ping An Army, you will know the consequences." Liu Wei'an stared at the Fifth River for a while, and finally spared his dog's life.
There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and disasters and blessings for people. No one can be sure when they will not be infected by zombies. If it is an important person in the Ping An Army, it is good to be able to save the body for future generations.
Returning to the roots, the minds of the Chinese people still want to keep the corpse.
The Ping An Army took the Fifth River away. The Fifth River only had special abilities and was only at the Bronze level, and its combat effectiveness was a mess. However, because of his ability to send souls, although he killed a little girl in order to survive, the people who were with him didn't have much hatred for him. This made Li Badshui wonder, but he didn't ask more.
"Come ahead and tell me if you meet someone useful." Liu Wei'an said to Yuan Xuejun.
"Okay!" Yuan Xuejun's answer was only one word. The pressure of rushing in front and following the big army was completely different, but he did not hesitate.
Liu Wei'an smiled slightly, his body suddenly jumped up into the sky, his eyes flashed, and the silently approaching demon zombie trembled. As if struck by lightning, he fell headfirst, and a strand of black liquid slowly overflowed from his eyebrows, already dead. Liu Wei'an brushed past the corpse of the demon zombie and appeared at the top of a building. The sniper rifle appeared in his hand, and the gun trembled. A few hundred meters away, a bronze-armored corpse died with a headshot.
boom! At this time, the demon zombie smashed to the ground.
A flash of horror flashed in Yuan Xuejun's eyes. This is a demon zombie, and he killed it in seconds before he even started to show his power. With his strength, he didn't even see what method Liu Wei'an used. Before he met Liu Wei'an, He thought that Liu Wei'an had some background, and the moment he saw Liu Wei'an, all the contempt in his heart disappeared.
The silence of the city was broken. With the advance of the Ping An Army, more and more zombies fell, and more and more survivors emerged from every corner, either joining the ranks of attacking the zombies, or joining the Ping An Army for help. There are also people standing on the side watching with cold eyes.
Looking down from the sky, one side is the lively Ping An Army, and the other side is the zombies shrouded in black mist. Every time a powerful zombie appears, a few masters immediately surround it, besiege it with thunder, and basically eliminate the zombies within a few minutes.
Ordinary zombies are either eliminated by peace soldiers or killed by survivors.
At the beginning, the number of survivors who joined the fight against the zombies was relatively small, because the survivors who could survive were all weak, and they all wanted to save their abilities as much as possible and have less activities. However, it was found that there are a large number of snipers on the side of the Ping An Army When backing up, the fear in my heart faded, my courage surged, and I joined the ranks of destroying zombies.
As long as it is human, there is no one who does not hate zombies.
Liu Wei'an has always been at the forefront, and his eyes are mainly in front of him. However, he occasionally looks back at the back. Just like now, the muzzle of the gun suddenly reversed, paused for a moment, the trigger was pulled, and the bullet was fired. The speed of several times the speed of sound broke through the air.
boom-
The head of the black-haired zombie exploded, and the corpse flew more than two meters away, slammed into the wall fiercely, and knocked the wall out of the crack. The evolutionary who closed his eyes and waited for death suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the black-haired zombie sliding down the wall, which had become a headless corpse. He conditioned reflex to look at the roof of the building, and the tall figure had disappeared.
boom-
The silver zombie fell to the ground with a headshot. Yuan Xuejun didn't even look at it. He was concentrating on dealing with the zombie in front of him, the golden zombie. This is definitely the enemy. Bad water is also entangled, it is a black boy, and they are all terrible zombies that evolutionaries do not want to meet. What Yuan Xuejun didn't know was that a cloud of black energy was condensing not far away, and there was a zombie staring at him and Li Badshui, a corpse demon.