In view of the fact that everyone has been a master of maternal solo for many years,

So the final plan is the simplest and crude.

Uncle Ying said: It's late at night...... Zombie infested ...... Dry it directly! Not comparative!

This kind of operation is only chosen by a daring artist like Uncle Ying...... Alas...... Sigh a cow criticism......

Of course, preparation in advance is also very important, and everyone worked hard to build equipment throughout the day, until Uncle Ying complained, 'What can I do if I lack blood'...... Then Shen Lang was in the eyes of everyone's dementia...... As if by magic, he took out a half-dead male from the chest......

"I said, why does it smell of along the way?" The other three muttered.

Hand it to Uncle Ying to operate,

Uncle Ying cut the neck of the duck to get the blood,

Then the rest of the roosters were taken by Huang Jianming to be called flower chickens,

Lao Huang's cooking level is really not good...... The chicken is undercooked...... Still bloodshot...... Alas...... Doesn't that discourage me from fighting at night......

End of meal,

Uncle Ying actively builds his own exorcism equipment,

Ink fountain stained with the blood of a male...... can trap zombies,

Bagua Mirror...... can temporarily repel zombies,

Mahogany Sword ...... It can effectively break the zombie defense,

Glutinous rice...... Can explode zombies

Huang Fu ...... can limit zombies,

It's all hard currency against zombies,

It is recommended to take an excerpt and be prepared to meet zombies in the future.

In the process of preparation, Shen Lang was actually quite happy, and he took this opportunity to take out the glutinous rice bomb of our first invention, and did two things slowly...... Suddenly something felt wrong...... it! Only then did I realize that I didn't have a stick...... Never mind...... Not a big problem!

Let's go to someone's house next to you and find a broom...... As a result, I found a 'Chiang Kee Fireworks Shop' around the corner...... Firecrackers...... Isn't this just a bomb! Roar!

So Shen Lang led Qiusheng to the 'firecracker shop' to buy goods!

"Wencai, are you moving so many firecrackers and planning to blow up zombies?" Qiusheng asked.

"There is such a meaning...... Shen Lang smiled evilly, "There is another reason, I thought of the Glutinous Rice Bomb 2.0 version." ”

"Glutinous rice bombs? What glutinous rice bomb? ”

"This ...... I can't make sense of you...... Wait for me to perform in the evening......"

Qiusheng was not lazy today, he accompanied Shen Lang to pinch the glutinous rice balls, and when the glutinous rice in the box ran out, he went directly to the abandoned rice shop in the town to buy goods.

Everything is ready,

On the banks of the Green Grass River outside Tengteng Town,

Uncle Ying sat on the ground, meditating on his cultivation, and Huang Jianming leaned against the shade of the tree and carefully wiped his Pure Yang Sword...... Shen Lang and Qiusheng lay on the grass to catch up on sleep...... The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings, and the battle at night will be fierce.

When night fell, the bleak moonlight sprinkled the land, and the lonely town was in the cold moonlight...... Suddenly, several mysterious shadows appeared...... From afar, it looks like a ghost is dancing...... Stubble after stubble...... Never stop......

'Squeak——! ’

'Bang dong——! ’

The sound of coffins falling down in Tengteng Town came and went,

Next Second......

The male zombies in black robes and red pants jumped out of it one by one!

Every time they pop out, regardless of whether anyone is nearby or not, they must yell "......" to spew out the corpse gas accumulated in their lungs.

The zombies jumped step by step, banging and coaxing, and the ground was shaking...... Yes...... They converge from all sides of the town!

Sensing the abnormal movement of corpse qi, Uncle Ying opened his eyes, and all the spirit and energy that had been brewing for a long time were concentrated in his eyes, at this time, ...... There is a raging flame burning under the eyes!

Uncle Ying picked up the peachwood sword, got up and planned to go up to find the zombies to divide the high and low, Uncle Ying is a cold-faced and hot-hearted person...... His misfortune at Tengteng Town may be more difficult to accept than the Zodiac......

Shen Lang hurriedly grabbed Uncle Ying, "Master, calm down, take a closer look, they are walking in the same direction...... When the time comes, when their convergence is over...... It's not too late for us to catch them all......"

"This ...... It's good. Uncle Ying nodded, resisting the impulse.

The four of them sneaked into Tengteng Town, gathered on the edge of the wall to watch the hundred zombie meeting, and among the hundreds of zombies, there was only one old female zombie...... Sixty years old...... The female zombie was wearing the clothes of Qing Gong Gege, and her miserable old face was sharper than air-dried bacon......

"Tut-tut......" Everyone shook their heads frequently, why are female zombies of this quality kept, kept for the elderly? Let's digest it internally...... It's too embarrassing for a zombie......

I'm looking at it very happily,

A heavy tone suddenly floated from behind, "Ha~"

Shen Lang and Qiusheng's hearts twitched violently, and two streams of cold air rushed up from the soles of their feet...... The kind of melon seed that is forced directly into the head...... Worst! After being surrounded by zombies! What to do? Run away!

Uncle Ying didn't raise his head, and poked his backhand finger on the zombie's forehead, and there was a yellow charm hanging from his fingertips! The timing is extremely punctual and accurate!

"Master Cow Pi!" X2

Huang Jianming's reaction speed was milliseconds later than Uncle Ying's, but his movements were still very chic, and he saw Huang Daochang quickly turn around, draw his sword out of the sheath, and kill with one blow...... Sword Flash...... He gouged the zombie's chest open......

'Click~' The long sword retracted its scabbard...... The zombies also stopped their movements completely...... The wound on the chest was hot and red...... The Pure Yang Sword does a lot of damage to zombies......

"Zodiac Long Ox Batch!" X2

Destroying a zombie is as simple as drinking water and tea for both of them.

Uncle Ying's eyes have been glued to the zombie army,

"Almost, let's go along."

"Slow ——!"

Qiusheng shouted to stop the three of them, took out a bottle of 'zombie oil' that imitated the smell of zombies, and said, "In order to avoid being discovered by the zombie army in advance, it will be safer for us to rub some zombie oil." ”

Zombies – Visible and smellable, and their noses are particularly sensitive to human scents, applying zombie oil can definitely reduce the chance of exposure.

"It's good!"

The four of them rubbed some zombie oil indiscriminately,

Shen Lang thought this thing would stink,

As a result, I wiped it and found that there was no smell.

Because with a human nose, you can't smell zombie oil.

"Keep up!" Uncle Ying ordered.

"Yes!"

The zombies acted collectively, and they jumped into a place called 'Penglai Restaurant' in an orderly manner, a three-story wooden high-end restaurant, with a bright red gauze curtain hanging outside the door...... There are also a few broken banners that mark the celebration of the first year of the store's opening and the festive words of '15 15 get 50 free'......

Shen Lang and the four of them followed at the back of the team, and when all the zombies entered, Uncle Ying and Qiusheng hurriedly cooperated to prop up an ink fountain line at the door, blocking their way out with this line!

The four of them walked through the ink fountain line and slowly came to the lobby......

The lobby was cluttered, the floor was full of broken tea bowls and tea jars, four or five tables and chairs were discarded aside, and there was a table of eight immortals left in the middle.

There is a wooden staircase at the back of the lobby that leads to the second floor, but the handrails have been broken in several places...... There was a lot of blood splattered on the walls......

The house is full of zombies,

Suddenly four zombies popped out of the side hall,

They carried on their shoulders a man who had long since died,

It's like serving a dish......

The four zombies threw the man on the table of the Eight Immortals......

Humans, the top of the earth's food chain, are now reduced to a dish that zombies use to feed their stomachs.