With the blessing of telekinesis, Liao Wenjie's voice is extremely loud.

The power is comparable to the lion's roar, and it spreads far under the silent night sky, and it is estimated that half of the people in the town can hear the Ninth Uncle's Lingtang, phew, it was the Ninth Uncle's mourning hall that exploded.

It's not that Liao Wenjie is instigated, he doesn't dare to compare with zombies, but his profession is not right, although the [Pure Heaven and Earth Divine Mantra] is a panacea, but the focus is on killing ghosts and ghosts, which directly leads to him being good at dealing with ghosts.

The last time he dealt with Issey Miyake, he lacked effective means of killing, and it was better for Zhou Xingxing to shoot twice.

Ren Weiyong's zombie aura is amazing, and you can feel a lingering cold aura from afar, like a walking refrigerator, more than a little bit stronger than Issey Miyake, it is more appropriate to hand it over to a professional Taoist like Uncle Jiu.

shouted in his voice, the effect was immediate, and Erhei, who was curled up in the corner of the wall and sleeping, jumped up in fright, thinking that Liao Wenjie was going to fix it again, so he whimpered twice, and ran out of the house with his tail between his legs.

Then it ran back, faster than it had escaped.

The one outside scares the wolf even more!

Seeing Erhei huddle in the corner of the wall trembling, and the wolf claws covering his face to learn that the ostrich couldn't see, Liao Wenjie's face was immediately covered with black lines.

Dog-like things know that zombies are not easy to mess with, how can he risk his life?

Inappropriate!

"Uncle Jiu, hurry up! I can't hold it anymore! ”

Two money swords stood in front of him, Liao Wenjie called Uncle Nine to help again, but Uncle Nine and Wencai didn't move, and the zombie was enraged and jumped towards him with a roar.

The zombies were menacing, Liao Wenjie didn't think about it, two copper coin swords were thrown, a few money swords were wrapped in black cloth, and after carrying them on his back, he turned around and ran.

Bite!

The zombie pushed forward with both hands, and the moment it collided with the money sword, ten sharp claws burst into sparks, and the body paused in mid-air, falling to the ground with a thud.

Coincidentally, the money sword inserted in the back was pressed, causing the blade to penetrate the body and poke the chest in half.

The zombie roared, and the anger in its eyes became even worse, and it bounced up on the spot and slammed into the window of the side house.

Rumble!

Wood chips flew in all directions, the window edges were smashed by zombies, and a few green bricks flew up.

At the same time as the zombies rushed into the house, Liao Wenjie ran out of the door, and his eyelids twitched when he saw this scene.

It was so hard that the impact directly changed the window into a door.

Don't think about it, in terms of strength, speed, defense, etc., the zombie crushes him in all directions, especially in a straight line, and the zombie's sprint jump is faster than his light grass flying.

Once you get close, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Uncle Nine, I can't hold it anymore...... ......"

Bang!

The zombie smashed the door panel and rushed out of the side room, Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and ran back into the house along the original window.

"Roar, roar!!"

"Uncle Nine, if you are preparing a magic weapon, just say something, don't squeak!"

Liao Wenjie relied on his dexterity on his hands and feet, and took the zombie house in a circle, and after several times, the window changed to become wider and wider.

It's not good, and when the wall is torn down and the two doors become one, he won't have to go around.

At the critical moment, Liao Wenjie didn't think about it, threw out the money sword he was carrying, and ran towards Uncle Jiu's room quickly.

Regardless of whether Uncle Nine is opening the altar or not, he really can't hold on.

In the face of a few money swords, the zombie ate a trench and grew wise, did not dare to take it hard, jumped sideways, stepped on it and turned its head, and fell on the ...... Erhei around.

(/ᴥ\∠)_乁(▔dish▔乁)

"Wow~~~"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

……

On the other side, Liao Wenjie rushed to the front of Uncle Jiu's room, flew up and broke into the door, and saw Uncle Jiu lying on the bed snoring, and immediately became angry.

He was chased by zombies outside, and after tearing down the windows and then demolishing the walls, the situation was even more dangerous than when King Qin went around the pillars, but this guy actually slept a lot in the house, and slept so soundly.

It's clear that it's deliberate!

Anger rises from the heart, and evil grows to the guts.

Liao Wenjie grabbed Uncle Jiu's collar, slapped it, and shouted in his ear: "The zombie is just outside the door, life and death are at stake, when do you want to sleep?" ”

Although this slap didn't use the power of the iron sand palm, but the strength really didn't have to be said, Uncle Nine woke up with a bang.

Who am I, where am I, and what happened?

Jiu Shumu opened his eyes in a daze, his ears were buzzing, his eyes couldn't focus on Liao Wenjie's face, and he shook his head several times and was still dizzy.

"Thank God, Uncle Nine, you're finally awake."

Liao Wenjie grabbed Uncle Jiu's shoulder and shook it vigorously: "No matter how you shout, you won't wake up, it scares me." ”

"When are you calling me...... No, I'm meditating, why did I fall asleep? ”

"Uncle Nine, it's not the time to say this, the old lady Ren turned into a zombie and ran out, hurry up and copy the guy!"

"What! Old lady Ren ran out!? ”

When Uncle Nine heard this, he jumped up from the bed in shock, because he was dizzy and unsteady under his feet, and fell directly to the ground.

"Uncle Nine, what's wrong with you, haven't you woken up yet?"

Liao Wenjie was shocked, hurriedly helped him up, and prayed not to be broken by himself.

"No, no, I'm ...... body"

Uncle Nine took a deep breath, shook his head violently, and put his finger on his chest, biting his fingertips to draw talismans in the air, and finally pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

"Wake up!"

With a loud shout, Uncle Nine suddenly sobered up, and said angrily: "Ajie, quickly take the wooden sword and ink bucket, let's go and subdue the zombies." ”

"Okay."

Seeing this scene, how could Liao Wenjie not understand that Uncle Jiu's delay was not intentional, but that there was something wrong with him.

Either the practice went crazy, or someone was plotting, so the slap just now......

Forget it, now is not the time for nonsense, it matters to deal with zombies.

He picked up the wooden sword and ink bucket on the table, thought about it, the firepower was not fierce enough, and wrapped a few money swords with clothes and carried them on his back.

After thinking about it again, the gossip mirror was also quite fragrant, tied to the chest.

Hey, this set of copper coin chain mail seems to be good, majestic, and you have to wear it.

And this......

Uncle Nine: "......"

It's a good habit to be cautious, but this is too exaggerated, and when Liao Wenjie finished dressing, the zombies all bit the whole town to death.

"Applejack, you wear it slowly, I'll go first."

Uncle Nine glared at Liao Wenjie angrily, picked up the wooden sword and ink bucket, and slammed into the door with a brisk step.

"No, it's obviously unraveled, why is my brain still a little dizzy?"

Uncle Nine stood firm with a wooden sword, staggered out the door, smelled the cold blood in the air, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Literary talent!

Yizhuang has no fourth person except him, Wencai, and Liao Wenjie, he and Liao Wenjie are fine, and the source of blood can only be Wencai.

At the thought of the apprentice raised by the hand being sucked dry of blood by zombies, Uncle Nine was so angry that his eyes were split, and his fingertips smeared the sword body with blood, and rushed over with the smell of blood.

Seeing that the smell of blood came from the side room, he was slightly stunned, and then looked at the corpse of Erhei on the ground, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, it's nice not to be a literary talent.

There were no zombies left and right, and Uncle Nine rushed to Wencai's room, saw his snoring like thunder, and woke him up with a slap.

After the fight, he left, didn't say anything, and left a literary talent who wanted to cry without tears.

Wen Cai covered his face and was very aggrieved, and the canteen regretted it after laughing at the master, but he didn't expect the revenge to come so suddenly and so heavy.

This slap made me sleepy, and I couldn't sleep in the second half of the night?

"Uncle Nine, what was the sound just now, you killed the zombie?"

Liao Wenjie heard the sound, looked at Wencai's room, and said with concern: "How is it, Wencai is okay?" ”

"He's fine, but the zombies are gone. Let's go, go to Master Ren's house, it should be too late to pass now. ”