There was silence in the mourning hall, only the breathing of Qin Tian and Qin Feng, and the snoring of the three croppers next to them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Tian looked at the corpse of Widow Zhao who was about to be transformed into a corpse in the coffin with a straight face, and after a few seconds of stunnedness, he came back to his senses.

"Little wind, take the guy. ”

"Here, grandpa. Qin Feng had already taken the yellow cloth bag from the corner of the wall and took out a talisman from it.

Qin Feng knew in his heart that his grandfather was an earth master, to be precise, he could only be said to be a warlock who had just started.

For a real warlock, it is a small shrimp that has just entered the rivers and lakes, but for ordinary people, a Taoist priest who does know how to spell is very capable, and on weekdays, the four towns and eight neighbors are very afraid and admired by their grandfather.

Especially in this nineties, a special era, the era of the rise of Qimen rivers and lakes.

These fortune-tellers of Taoist monks are very prestigious in the countryside.

However, a warlock who has just started is still a little difficult for Bai Zhuang.

Qin Feng didn't say much, and he didn't do much, in his previous life, although his grandfather finally subdued this zombie, but, in the same way, he also suffered a big loss, which also led to the later lifelessness, on the way home, he died.

"Xiaofeng, wake up your Uncle Zhang, and you need their help later. Taking the talisman handed over by Qin Feng, Qin Tian turned his mouth and said, motioning for Qin Feng to wake up the three young croppers who were dozing off.

"Okay, grandpa. Qin Feng agreed. He is very calm, he has been exposed to these things with his grandfather since he was a child, and he is reborn as a cultivator of the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Questioning, although he has no spiritual power in his body, but he has the divine consciousness of the Great Perfection Realm of Qi in his body.

In the face of this little zombie, if you are afraid, it is not normal.

Qin Feng directly woke them up.

There are many surnames of Zhao in the village, and the three young farmers are all surnamed Zhao.

was woken up by Qin Feng, and when he figured out the situation in front of him in a daze, and saw the appearance of Widow Zhao in the coffin, the three of them were dumbfounded.

"Qin, Master Qin, what should we do now?" It was Zhao Jianjun who spoke, and he was also the eldest of the three, who happened to be thirty years old this year.

When Zhao Jianjun spoke, he knocked his teeth, and it was obvious that the whole person's body was trembling involuntarily, zombies, I have never encountered such a ghost thing in my life, can I not be afraid.

"That's right, Master Qin, what should you do, you must not let this zombie come back to life, you must destroy her, if you let her come back to life, our village will suffer. Another Uncle Zhao next to him spoke, thinking of the zombie thing, thinking of the appearance of Widow Zhao in the coffin just now, the whole person was shivering.

"Qin ......"

At this time, the last person next to him was also about to say something, but before the words could be spoken, a strange and frightening scene appeared, which immediately startled several people in the mourning hall.

Widow Zhao, who was originally lying in the coffin, rubbed it and sat up directly from the coffin.

At this moment, Widow Zhao's face, the exposed skin has been covered with white hair, thin, fluffy, a pair of dark eyes exuding a fierce light, and sharp teeth have been slightly exposed at the corners of her mouth, and the whole Widow Zhao looks very pale.

The nails on the fingers, dark and shiny.

"Ahh

Zhao Jianjun was stunned suddenly, his whole expression was very frightened, and after a short and momentary silence, he suddenly shouted in horror.

"Quiet. The three of you, press Widow Zhao down. ”

Qin Tian was also taken aback by this scene, but he came back to his senses in an instant and opened his mouth to command.

Hearing Master Qin's instructions, the three Zhao crop men stabilized, and looked at Widow Zhang sitting in the coffin with a hairy scalp, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and the three of them were in a hurry, wanting to press Widow Zhao down, but they didn't dare to run to the front of Widow Zhao.

Fortunately, Widow Zhao is just a newly-born zombie, just like a human baby, moving slowly, just sitting up in the coffin at the moment, it seems that she is still adapting to this new environment, and she has been sitting up for more than ten seconds, and she has not moved.

Qin Feng watched from the sidelines, he knew in his heart that Widow Zhao at this time, no, it should be said that it was a zombie, did not move, she was absorbing yang energy.

has not yet eased up, it is estimated that it will take a minute or two at most, and when the zombie absorbs the yang energy in the house, as well as the yin and evil energy of the night, it will ease down and have the ability to act, and then it will rely on instinct to suck blood, that is, trace the source of yang energy, suck blood and collect yang.

"Hurry up, don't rub it off, or it'll be dangerous later. Qin Tian shouted at Zhao Jianjun and the others.

Zhao Jianjun and the three of them mustered up their courage and stepped forward with fear, three people, one on the left and one on the right side of the coffin, and one stood behind, holding down Widow Zhao's shoulder, and wanted to press Widow Zhao down.

Three crop men, young and strong, although the culture is not high, but perennial work, a handful of strength is still there, briefly overcome the fear in the heart, turn fear into strength, this Zhao widow who just sat up, was suddenly directly pressed into the coffin by Zhao Jianjun.

Qin Tian held the talisman in his hand and at the same time took the peachwood sword from Qin Feng's hand.

There are words in his mouth: "Jiang Taigong is here, Taishang Laojun is above, the little ghost will quickly retreat, forgive!"

Qin Tian stuck a talisman in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and danced a few times in the air, the peachwood sword stabbed over, and with a 'poof' sound, it stabbed into Widow Zhao's chest, and then immediately pasted the talisman directly on Widow Zhao's forehead.

Qin Feng watched from the sidelines and felt the faint aura fluctuations in the mourning hall, he knew that this was his grandfather who had exerted all his spiritual power to activate this talisman.

Qin Feng, who had not made any moves, shook his head secretly, such a weak spiritual power could not suppress this zombie at all, even if this zombie was a white zombie that had just formed.

Stabbed by her grandfather Qin Tian's peachwood sword, Widow Zhao suddenly let out a roar, not like a human voice, like a beast, this roar had a strange effect, and the three Zhao Jianjun who were holding it down on the side suddenly turned black in front of their eyes, like they were black and dizzy, and they couldn't move.

Just in an instant, Widow Zhao seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly sat up in the coffin again, the nails of both hands were only less than twenty centimeters away from Zhao Jianjun and them, dark and swarthy, and they were all black and shiny in the dim light, and there seemed to be a faint blood red flashing in her eyes, and there was an extremely bloodthirsty light in her eyes.

The Fu Gong suppression was the same as Qin Feng had guessed, and it was useless.

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