The little Taoist Ge Qing suddenly felt a chill on his back, and at the same time, a hairy feeling rose in his heart, and he felt that something was wrong, and then looked for the old farmer next to him, but found that the old farmer had long been gone, and the little master named Wangchen had no news.

He hurried out of the room, and as soon as he got out of the room, he found that the shriveled corpse that had returned not far from the courtyard had obviously been drained of essence and blood, and there was not a trace of water on the dry body of Mauser.

The little Taoist priest threw his talisman paper to the ground. The little 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 and jumped on the ground like a villain. The paper figure staggered around a few times and walked towards the outside of the house.

"Dao Chief! I just saw the zombie come back, this ...... What can I do..."An old man suddenly sprang out next to him, and that old man was the old farmer.

"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 little Taoist 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?" Xiao Dao Chang sighed and said.

"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's my own choice." As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief tilted his head and died.

Alas, the little Taoist priest sighed: "If you do this, you will damage yin morality, and even after death, you will go to hell and suffer." ”

The white-haired monster squatting on the side turned his head at this time, and said gloomily: "Stinky 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." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "Thousands of calculations are not worth the calculations of the sky, but I didn't expect to be sucked by you and become the climate." ”

I saw that the white-haired zombie swooped down on the little Taoist, which was several points faster than just now, the little Taoist, although he stepped on the Taoist Qikui meteor step, but after all, he was still a step slower, and was pounced on by the white-haired zombie.

The little Taoist priest could even feel that the white-haired zombie mouth was less than a few centimeters away from his neck...

"Ahh

Ge Qing suddenly startled and screamed fiercely.

"Xiaodao Chief, what's wrong? Trail Leader! It can't be a zombie, right? The old farmer suddenly ran over from the next room, carrying an old broken oil lamp in his hand, and said in a panic.

Ge Qing wiped his sweat all over his head, it turned out that what was just a nightmare just now, but the dream was so real, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and it was dark: It's not good, the old village chief wants something bad! Why didn't you have a long eye just now? No wonder it feels like something is wrong with the village chief.

Ge Qing hurriedly pulled the old farmer and said, "It's a big deal, your village chief is going to be bad, hurry up and go to his house!" ”

"Old village chief, no, the old village chief is not usually such a person! And he is notoriously filial..."The old peasant looked at the little Taoist priest suspiciously.

"Oops! Why can't I tell you clearly? It is precisely because he is so filial that there will be trouble, hurry up and leave, otherwise your Goutou Village will be slaughtered by zombies. ”

Halfway through, the little monk followed behind the old village chief with a smile on his face, and the old village chief was a little wrong, and even his body trembled slightly.

The little monk asked a little strangely: "Old village chief donor, this weather is not too cold!" Do you have a cold? ”

"No, I'm fine, maybe I've been too tired in the past two days, and my body is a little uncomfortable! Forget the dust, little master! I don't know which temple you are? The old village chief wiped the cold sweat on his face, put on a bunch of kind smiles, and asked kindly.

"The poor monk is from Puzhen Temple, and he is the apprentice of Master Duzen, and he came here to resolve a good fate!"

Little Lingjue replied kindly.

The old village chief was even more shocked, he was actually a senior disciple of the master of Puzhen Temple, so isn't his wife dangerous? No, you have to think of a way, he rolled his little eyes, and then said to the little monk:

"It turned out to be a senior disciple of the master of Duzen, and the old man is so polite!" The old village chief said respectfully.

"How dare you, the poor monk's cultivation is still shallow, and he can't be a high-level disciple, the donor is really joking."

"Alas, little master! Why don't you go back first, I'm going to send the master's talisman to every household first, and then I'm going to go home and sleep, or you can go back and discuss with the little Taoist leader, how to lure the zombies out? ”

The old village chief said in a very sincere tone.

"No need, the donor is not very safe to go out now, it is best to have a poor monk to protect you, the poor monk is still on the side to assist the old village chief, and the talisman seal given by the small Taoist chief is finished."

Xiao Lingjue coldly punched back the old village chief's words, but the smile on his face did not diminate, but became even stronger.

He could already determine what he was thinking, there was definitely something wrong with this old village chief! Otherwise, how could it behave so wrong?

Coupled with the previous association, the old zombie should not have been born so early, and it should have been until tomorrow afternoon that the old zombie would break out of the coffin, and then kill the people of the entire Goutou Village, but the progress of the matter is completely different from the truth seen in the eye of the sky.

So he had a bold idea, according to the original progress of the matter, the filial village chief had already discovered that his old lady had been transformed, and secretly used some means to put the old lady in the coffin.

Then on the day of the funeral, this guy released zombies and let his corpse turn into his wife bite the whole village to death.

Therefore, Xiao Lingjue can be sure that as long as he turns back, the old village chief will definitely kill all the talismans given by the little Taoist priest and then burn them.

Not only did he not want the two of them to deal with his wife, but he even wanted to use the flesh and blood of those innocent villagers to feed his mother, this is what he calls filial piety, even if it is the mother of the corpse, it is also the object of his filial piety!

Xiao Lingjue didn't know how to deal with it for a while, it was right for this person to be filial, but it was a big mistake to do such a thing that hurt heaven and peace.

So the little monk decided to follow the old village chief all the way, and before there was conclusive evidence, he could only wait and see what happened.