Chapter 217: Fighting Methods (Second Update)
The two sides fought back and forth for half an hour, and the old woman knew that it was impossible to take down the old Taoist priest today.
The old woman launched a fierce attack, and the old Taoist priest had to keep defending. While the old Taoist priest was breathing, the old woman flew out with an arrow.
"Stinky Daoist, today is the day I just came to taste, and I will taste your blood again when the deity comes to taste, quack. β
The old Taoist priest shouted: "Can't let her run away, there will be endless troubles in the future." β
The farmer and the others ran out of the house, and there was still the shadow of the old woman outside.
When the old Taoist priest saw the zombie running away, he squatted on the ground and said: "It's over, it's a big trouble now, this monster can fight with me as soon as it is born, and when she cultivates for a few days, it will be repaid!"
A puff of green smoke came out of the old Taoist's waist, and he gradually turned into three human figures, which turned out to be three old men under the willow tree during the day.
The old man at the head said: "Brother, don't worry, although this zombie is powerful, it is not without weaknesses. β
"Oh, junior brother, what do you think, you might as well talk about it!"
The old man leaned his head into the old Taoist priest's ear and whispered for a while. The old Taoist priest opened his mouth and said: "This method is not impossible, but this zombie is so powerful, can it work?"
"Senior brother, don't worry, there is nothing else that can be done at the moment, you might as well try this method!"
"Alas, now I have to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and I hope I can get rid of this monster that endangers the world," the old Taoist priest sighed.
When the farmer saw that the zombie had escaped, he couldn't help but be scared and asked, "Dao Chief, this zombie is so powerful, now that it has run away, we have nowhere to find it!"
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "You might as well do it, I have secretly planted a soul seal on her body when she escaped, and within three days, as long as we follow the breath left by this mark, we can find her." β
"The Daoist is only able to tie with that zombie now, even if we find the zombie now, we can't do anything to her!
The Taoist chief glanced at the village chief and said: "Actually, it's not a clever method, it's just that we Taoism has a more powerful formation, called the Soul Locking Array, which is infinitely powerful, but there are a lot of spells needed to set up the array, I'm afraid I'm going to be sleepless tonight." β
"Then it's hard work, tomorrow when the Taoist draws a spell, we will destroy this zombie together!"
The farmer said, "The Taoist will go to my house to rest today, there is still a house in the humble house that is empty, which is suitable for the Taoist to draw charms at night." β
The old Taoist priest nodded and looked back at the village chief, who was thinking about things with a solemn face.
"Is the village chief thinking about something?" asked the old Taoist priest.
The village chief was stunned: "Oh, it's nothing, I'm thinking about how to catch this zombie tomorrow, after all, it's also my mother, people can't be buried, and my heart as a son is not at peace!"
"I can't see that the village chief is still a filial son, you don't have to worry about this, I have my own arrangements tomorrow!"
The old Taoist priest said, "These charms can ensure that the villagers in the village are not harmed by zombies, you can help me send them to the villagers." β
The village chief took the talisman and said, "Dao Chief, don't worry, I will definitely send these talismans to every household." β
"Remember, this talisman must be affixed to the bedroom door," the old Taoist priest instructed.
The farmer brought the old Taoist priest to his home, "Daoist, the humble house is dilapidated, and I have to grieve you to live here for one night." β
The old Taoist priest waved his hand, "You go and rest, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of that zombie." β
The farmer thanked him and went back to his room to rest.
The old Taoist priest took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to prepare to draw talismans.
At midnight, a large bag of yellow paper had been used for most of the time, and the old Taoist priest stretched his waist, and suddenly heard a voice outside, and listened with bated breath, as if a woman was laughing, saying that she was laughing, but the voice was very poignant.
"Oh no, the zombie is coming. β
The old Taoist priest hurriedly ran out of the house, and there was a sweet and fishy smell in the air.
The old Taoist priest woke up the farmer, and the two of them came to the street, and the smell of fish was even stronger, terrible, it was the smell of blood, and the old Taoist priest and the farmer hurriedly ran into a house on the side of the road.
I saw that the door of this house was locked, but it didn't look like there was a sign of zombies breaking in.
Leaning closer to the crack in the door, the smell of blood in the air became stronger.
The old Taoist priest took out a talisman: "Hurry like a law, open." β
The door opened, and the old Taoist priest and the farmer hurried into the house, only to see a man lying on the ground, with unfinished blood flowing out of his neck.
The old Taoist priest grabbed the talisman paper pasted on the head of the bed and threw it on the ground.
The old Taoist priest took out a piece of rune paper and pinched a magic decision in his hand, and the rune paper suddenly came to life, jumping on the ground like a villain.
The paper figure staggered around a few times and walked towards the outside of the house.
"Quick, keep up with the paper man, he will lead us to the zombies!"
Although the paper figure was bouncing forward on the ground, its speed was no slower than that of the old Taoist priest and the two of them, and he was always in front.
The paper man walked all the way west down the street, and there was a burst of blood from every house, and it seemed that the whole village had been bitten to death by the zombie.
The paper man walked to the door of the village chief's house and stopped, the old Taoist priest kicked the door open, the village chief was lying on the ground dying, and a thing covered with white hair was squatting on the side biting the neck of another person and sucking blood.
"Alas, village chief, why are you doing this?" said the Taoist with a sigh.
"He's my mother after all, and I can't help you kill her. The village chief said dyingly: "Although she still wants to bite me to death in the end, I don't hate her, because it is my own choice." β
As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief tilted his head and died.
Alas, the old Taoist priest sighed: "If you do this, you will damage your yin virtue, and even after death, you will go to hell and suffer." β
The white-haired monster squatting on the side turned his head at this time, and said gloomily: "Old Taoist, you are here, I have missed your blood for a long time, I just wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door by yourself." β
The old Taoist priest said: "A thousand calculations are not worth the calculations of the sky, but I didn't expect that you still sucked human blood and became the climate." β
The farmer was a little puzzled: "Dao Chief, is this the zombie that ran away just now, why is it covered in white hair?"
The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "She is no longer an ordinary zombie, this zombie is already extraordinary, she has sucked so much human blood, and now she has become a drought." β
The farmer gasped, the drought is a monster dozens of times more powerful than ordinary zombies, the original zombie has a very hard body, and when it comes to the drought fish, it is even more perverted, even ordinary magic weapons can't hurt him, and the drought is extremely agile and extremely fast.
The old Taoist priest knew that this time he was going to fight to the death, as early as when he entered the door, he had already quietly sprinkled the talisman in the yard, and the talisman paper with the blessing mantra was thrown on the ground and disappeared instantly, as if the ginseng fruit had been drilled into the soil, and the drought naturally could not be found.
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