Chapter Ninety-One: Mao Stiff
The zombies were able to break free, which I didn't expect.
You know, the thread in the ink fountain is soaked in cinnabar mixed with the liquid of black dog blood, which should be a nemesis for zombies.
But in fact, this is not the case, and it is obvious that the cinnabar black dog blood has not been able to successfully subdue this very berserk-looking zombie.
In an instant, the feeling of losing control made me feel powerless.
But the zombie didn't give me too long, and after breaking free, he didn't even look at Jiang Yifeng, who was falling aside, and then pounced on me.
I didn't have time to react otherwise, so I hurriedly crossed my sword to resist.
The zombie seemed to be enraged, ignoring the peachwood sword in front of him, and grabbed me with his hands that were unusually violent.
At this point, it was too late to dodge, and I could clearly see that the black nails were cutting through my skin, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in my arm.
The zombie struck a blow and raised its hand high, with a terrifying smirk on its face and a gurgling sound in its throat.
I had been forced by him at this time, and I saw that hand scratching at me, but there was nowhere to hide, and I secretly said 'It's over' in my heart.
At this moment, the zombie that was approaching step by step suddenly took a step back.
I was stunned for a moment, then quickly rolled over and rolled out of the corner he had been forced to hold.
Before he could look up, he heard Jiang Yifeng let out a miserable scream and was thrown out by the zombies again. The whole person slammed into the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Enraged by him, the zombie turned and pounced on him.
At that moment, seeing Jiang Yifeng in danger, I didn't know where I got that much strength, and I completely forgot about the wounds on my body. Picking up the peachwood sword from the ground, he stood up and rushed over, aiming it at the back of the zombie, and stabbed it with a sword.
The zombie jerked forward and hissed.
Seeing the peachwood sword piercing, where am I willing to give the zombie a chance to turn back? The peachwood sword in his hand slashed downward, followed by a few terrible roars. As if suddenly drained of their spirits, the zombie threw itself to the ground and was silent again.
Seeing that the zombies were no longer moving, I hurriedly ran towards Jiang Yifeng. He had just fallen absolutely unclearly, and he looked very badly injured.
Although he used to have a bad attitude towards me, we were brothers a few months ago. And this time, it was he who risked his life and saved me. This affection really touched me.
"Hey, hey, what do you mean by that expression? Don't look at me like that, I don't want to be your patron. I still have a long way to go! Jiang Yifeng exaggeratedly dodged my outstretched hand and smiled at me, "You said that you are really, you can obviously restrain him, why should you hesitate?" You almost lost your life, right? ”
I felt guilty and embarrassed to avoid his eyes.
If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, I'm afraid I wouldn't have thought of a way to subdue Mao Zhuang so quickly.
Of course, more, it should be that I didn't expect that Old Man Sun's corpse had only gone through such a short period of time, and it was incredible that he could become a stiff hair.
It stands to reason that the zombies that we are most likely to encounter as coffin bearers are actually very low-level, often purple or white, and there are very few green zombies.
The so-called purple zombie can't be counted as a zombie in many cases. It's just that because of some coincidence, corpse poison is produced in the blood after death, which spreads along the blood vessels to the whole body, making the body purple. Even if some corpses develop to this point, they will not be corpses, and some conditions are still needed.
White stiffness, on the other hand, is the loss of blood from the corpse, which is why it appears white.
Both purple and white zombies are relatively easy to deal with, first of all, they are both afraid of light, and often can only get up at night when the yin qi is heavy, and they dare not come out to see the sun during the day. Secondly, they are afraid of chicken blood and dog blood, and because of the ancient Chinese saying, the rooster crows in the middle of the night and the dog barks Tianming, they are afraid of the rooster crow, and they are also afraid of the dog barking. Unless it is because of one's own obsession with the corpse, in the early stage of the corpse, it is often more afraid of people.
These two kinds of zombies are easier to deal with for the coffin bearer, because there are too many ways to restrain them handed down from the ancestors.
And when you encounter stiffness, I'm afraid there won't be so many three or five times in your life. This zombie is permeated with a black aura all over its body, forming a protective layer on the outside of the corpse. is not afraid of the sun, is not afraid of water and fire, and there is no way to take him with idle chicken blood and dog blood.
I'm not a professional Taoist, just a coffin bearer, and I don't know much about this kind of zombie. As far as I know, only the position of the backbone is their weakness.
At that time, it is difficult to tell whether it was a sudden thought of restraint, or a simple instinctive reaction, or whether it was really blessed by my ancestors. Otherwise, if I really wait until I think of a way clearly, I'm afraid that not only me and Jiang Yifeng, but also the zombies who lost control would destroy the entire village.
Jiang Yifeng was still in the mood to joke with me at this time, probably because the injury was not very serious. I was relieved for a moment, and that's when I realized that something was wrong.
Glancing to the side, I was stunned.
I don't know when, the rooster I tied to the wrist of the old man Niu with a red rope turned out to be dead.
Looking at the old man Niu on the bed again, his whole face was abnormally gray-white. A bad thought came to my mind, and I hurried over, touched his body temperature, pulse, breathing, and pressed it tightly on my chest, feeling his heartbeat.
Immediately after, he sat on the floor next to the bed.
"Jiujiao, are you okay?" Jiang Yifeng stood up and walked over to me.
No, I have something.
Maybe it's not that I'm in trouble, but that something really happened to Niu Laohan.
At the first sound of the rooster's crow, the souls that had obviously been sent into his body by me were all gone. The three souls and seven spirits are all gone, and people naturally have no trace of yang.
Recalling the scream when I was awakened, although I had not heard the voice of the old man, I was very sure in my heart that it was his voice.
If I didn't guess wrong, it should be that the old man Niu felt something after returning to his soul, opened his eyes and looked, but was so frightened that he scattered on the spot, as for his three souls......
"The Misty Forest?" I uttered the name almost unconsciously.
Jiang Yifeng impulsively grabbed me, "What did you say?" Misty Forest? ”
"I'm afraid so." For Jiang Yifeng, I don't need to hide anything, I have already told him everything at the beginning. At this time, Niu Laohan's three souls are gone, and I have to suspect that all this has an unclear relationship with the undeciphered misty forest.