"Heming, what are you going to do next?" Uncle Liu asked.

"I haven't figured out a way to deal with Uncle Dong yet, but Uncle Dong is not an ordinary zombie......"

The corpse fed with human blood is not trivial, it is a kind of "vicious murderous corpse" in the corpse refining, and it takes seven hundred and forty-nine days to refine the corpse, but Uncle Dong's seven-day corpse is definitely different from the ordinary corpse.

The ordinary magic weapon was obviously useless to Uncle Dong, and Uncle Liu bandaged Zhang Heming's wound.

Zhang Heming thought for a while and said to Uncle Liu: "Uncle Liu, you can find me something to ......."

So and so and so and so and Zhang Heming told Uncle Liu what he wanted and asked him to help find it.

"What's the use of taking these things?" Uncle Liu asked curiously.

"Array."

Then Uncle Liu went to find the materials that Zhang Heming needed, and soon Uncle Liu found a pot of soil, a cup of well water, an iron box, a pot of green plants and red-hot charcoal.

"Uncle Liu, help me set up the formation."

"Good! How do you say it! ”

Zhang Heming put down the trap of "painting the ground as a prison" in the corridor, and after placing "painting the ground as a prison".

Zhang Heming took out a bundle of red rope from his satchel and came out, and tied it with Uncle Liu on both sides of the corridor and pasted charms to set up an enchantment.

Zhang Heming said to Uncle Liu: "Uncle Liu, I'll wait for Uncle Dong to use the corpse oil to open the altar, and you can help me protect the Fa." ”

"Good! No problem. ”

Zhang Heming recovered his strength a little, and set up a square table in the corridor and placed magic instruments and incense candles.

Zhang Heming held a sword in one hand and a magic trick in the other, and there were words in his mouth, and the smell of disgusting corpse oil wafted from the incense burner on the table.

The candle flame on the offering table was crumbling and flickering, and at this moment the corridor was very quiet, quiet and scary.

The crows outside the building came one after another, as if adding an atmosphere of fear to the scene.

Only the breathing sound of Uncle Liu and Zhang Heming was left in the corridor, "Uncle Liu, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

"Heming, is this zombie really invulnerable like in the movie?"

"Uncle Liu, that's just a movie, now they are all zombies in the 21st century, and a bomb can be done, but that thing can't be killed, and it's just a little more fierce than a beast."

"Will you turn into a zombie if you get bitten?"

Zhang Heming smiled, "That's not necessarily, the zombies formed by feng shui will be transformed when they are bitten, from a scientific point of view, bacterial infection causes mutation and bloodthirsty, and the refined corpse is only brutal and bitten by him in time." Zombies formed by feng shui are generally very rare, and now the cremation of zombies has also been silenced......"

"I see!"

While the two were chatting, they heard a bang, "Shhh Zhang Heming made a silent gesture.

Uncle Liu kept silent and looked around in fear, Zhang Heming looked at the compass on the altar, and saw that the pointer was constantly beating.

"It's coming!"

"What's coming?"

"Uncle Dong is here." Zhang Heming stared at the front of the corridor vigilantly, not daring to slack off at all.

The two of them held their breath and looked at the corridor when they saw a dark shadow appear in the opposite corridor, and they stood straight.

The compass pointer on the altar pointed to Uncle Dong and did not move, and Uncle Liu next to him trembled when he saw Uncle Dong's face under the light.

Uncle Dong was wearing a black robe at first sight, half of his face was torn to the base of his ear, revealing a row of white Sensen's teeth, the eyeball in his right eye socket disappeared, and a wolf-like howl came out of his mouth.

Uncle Dong roared, jumped towards Zhang Heming and rushed over, Zhang Heming didn't make a move, but waited for Uncle Dong to enter the enchantment and open the formation.

Uncle Dong jumped three or four meters and jumped in towards the enchantment, Zhang Heming stared at the enchantment with dead eyes.

Seeing Uncle Dong step into the "painting the ground as a prison", Zhang Heming immediately recited the incantation, "Urgent as a law!" ”

As soon as the law was drunk, Uncle Dong seemed to be trapped in an invisible wall, and Uncle Dong kept hitting it, but no matter how he hit the invisible wall, Uncle Dong never could get out.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

Uncle Dong hit it hard, Uncle Liu felt that this was very magical, Uncle Dong couldn't rush like this, as if he was blocked by something.

"Uncle Liu sprinkled it with glutinous rice."

Uncle Liu took a bowl of glutinous rice on the altar in a panic, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice wine and threw it at Uncle Dong, who was hit by the glutinous rice and made a crackling sound.

Zhang Heming stabbed at Uncle Dong with a lightning strike jujube sword, Zhang Heming slashed Uncle Dong several times, and Uncle Dong didn't suffer much damage at all.

Zhang Heming rushed to the middle of the battle and fought with Uncle Dong, but the lightning strike jujube wood sword couldn't stand much damage to Uncle Dong.

was almost injured by Uncle Dong, and when he saw Uncle Dong facing Zhang Heming, he beckoned down, Zhang Heming waved the lightning strike jujube wood sword in his hand to block it, and kicked Uncle Dong away.

Zhang Heming took out a talisman and slapped it towards Uncle Dong at once, and a talisman slapped over, and Uncle Dong was knocked away by the power of the talisman.

Zhang Heming was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the mana drawn with the Vermilion Bird Dan Pen was more powerful than that drawn with ordinary cinnabar pen and ink.

Ordinary talismans are the power of bullets, and the power of missiles is simply drawn by the Vermilion Bird Dan pen.

But Uncle Dong is a corpse fed with human blood, which should not be underestimated, although the charm is powerful, but his ferocity is still very considerable.

The two figures flashed back and forth in the array, and the fight was very fierce, but the mana was not enough after drawing the ground for a long time.

Seeing that the invisible wall couldn't trap Uncle Dong, Zhang Heming pinched the mine trick with his hand.

"The earth is shaking and thundering into the abdomen, the ghost hears the brain splitting, and the words are shocking, and the urgency is like a law!"

Zhang Heming's thunder trick hit Uncle Dong's body at once, and a thunderbolt hit Uncle Dong all of a sudden.

Uncle Dong flew out of the formation, Zhang Heming pulled out the lightning strike jujube wood sword next to him, slashed towards Uncle Dong, and plunged into Uncle Dong's abdomen at once.

Uncle Dong roared, "Whoa! But Uncle Dong kept scratching at Zhang Heming with both hands, and Zhang Heming grabbed Uncle Dong's wrists with both hands and clamped Uncle Dong's claws under his armpits.

Zhang Heming quickly bit his finger and drew a blood gossip on his palm, which was slapped on Uncle Dong's head at once.

Uncle Dong was furious and fell to the ground, and Uncle Liu hurriedly ran over to help Zhang Heming up.

"How's the crane singing?" Uncle Liu asked.

"I~I'm fine......"

saw Uncle Dong rushing towards Zhang Heming, Zhang Heming immediately pushed Uncle Dong away, and he rolled away one by one.

Zhang Heming has been fighting for a long time and is physically exhausted, and there is no way to use the thunder method, and it is difficult to summon the tiger.

Zhang Heming trembled and got up from the ground, "Uncle Liu, you go to Uncle Chen's fortune-telling parlor and go find a small log." ”

"When I found it, I burned it with fire."

"Looking for a wooden man?"

Zhang Heming remembered that the master had said to himself: The refining zombie is not necessarily controlled by the refiner, so in the process of refining, the general corpse refiner will take paulownia or willow wood according to a specific time (usually when he dies) and direction (usually southwest), carve it into a human form, and communicate it with the corpse.

"What about you?"

"Leave me alone, I'll hold it back." Zhang Heming cut the railway.

"Good! Then you be careful. Saying that, Uncle Liu ran downstairs and ran towards Chen Qi's fortune-telling parlor.

Uncle Liu ran to Chen Qi's fortune-telling parlor and quickly looked for it, "Wooden man, where is it?" Where are the wooden figures? ”

Uncle Liu was too nervous, and he panicked and searched everywhere, so he came to the altar of worship.

The jade pendant on the altar sealed with the Eight Yin Perfection shattered it without believing it, and fell to the ground and shattered.

Uncle Liu rummaged through the cabinets and found a wooden figure made of willow wrapped in red cloth in the drawer of the back room.

"That's it."

Uncle Liu hurriedly put the wooden man in the brazier and took out the lighter, and the wooden man burned it.

Seeing that the wooden man was burned by the raging fire, Uncle Liu hurriedly ran out of the fortune-telling parlor and ran upstairs.

At this moment, a gust of yin wind came out of the broken jade pendant, and the eight yin were released.

The Eight Yin ran out of the fortune-telling hall and disappeared into the corridor.

“……”

【To be continued ......】