As soon as the glutinous rice came into contact with the wound on his face, it suddenly made a "snort" sound, and a burst of fishy yellow smoke came out.

The muscles on Chen Jinghua's face kept twitching, because it was too painful, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, but he was also a gentleman, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, and persevered.

I pressed it for a while, until the color of the glutinous rice was completely black, then I let go and scattered it on the ground, then I took out a handful again and pressed it again.

This was repeated several times until the black qi from his wound completely dissipated, and I finally stopped pulling out the poison with glutinous rice, and then took out a yellow charm from the bag.

This talisman is an ordinary hemostatic talisman, I pressed it on Chen Jinghua's wound, and read in my mouth: "The sunrise is a little red in the east, the right hand is holding gold and riding a white ox, drinking and throwing flowing water, prohibiting the flood gate is not allowed to flow, the snow mountain boy arrives, the snow mountain boy stops, the snow mountain boy stops, the blood stops bleeding, and it is as urgent as the law!" ”

As soon as the spell was completed, the yellow light of the hemostatic charm flashed, and the wound on his face healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, it scabbed and stopped bleeding.

Chen Jinghua felt this wonderful change, subconsciously touched the wound on his face, and when he found that it had recovered as before, he was immediately overjoyed.

But then, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in a self-reproachful tone: "Alas, Shuangxi, I am to blame for this, you helped me pull out the poison for this delay, and let Hei Zhuang escape, we have to spend a lot of time trying to find it." ”

"Don't worry, village chief, it won't be able to escape." I stretched out my hand and pointed to the blood on the ground, and said confidently, "It was first cut in the neck by my sword, and then stabbed in the back by you, so we can find its traces as long as we follow the blood trail it sheds." ”

After speaking, I handed the bamboo pole in my hand to him and said, "Village chief, you can use the bamboo pole to defend yourself, and stab him when you encounter a black zombie." ”

I don't want Chen Jinghua to be approached by the black stiff again, just counted him lucky to pick up a life, if there is a next time, he may not have such good luck, maybe, he was directly beaten off by the black stiff and died.

After all, he is different from me, he has not practiced fist and foot kung fu, his body is not flexible enough, if he has this bamboo pole in hand, even if he can't cause too much damage to the black stiff, but it should be okay to protect his life.

After handing over the bamboo pole to Chen Jinghua, I went back to the village committee, rummaged through the cabinets in the house, and found a gun.

Piercing the gun is a northeastern dialect, which is a metaphor for this gun to be able to "pierce" and "stab", and the current saying is called the red tassel gun.

Because at that time, New China had just been founded, the city was fine, the countryside was particularly not peaceful, in addition to thieves, almost every year there would be wolves down the mountain to harm livestock, so every household was equipped with a red tassel gun to prevent thieves from killing wolves.

The red tassel gun in my hand is about eight feet long, and the gun shaft is made of curved willow wood polished and smooth, which is often referred to as the ash gun shaft, and the head of the gun is made of ordinary pig iron, and a bunch of red tassels are tied to it.

Holding this red tassel gun in my hand, I felt much more at ease and confident, and then greeted Chen Jinghua, and the two of us chased all the way along the blood stains left by the black zombie.

At this time, the sun had just risen, and the sky was gradually brightening, and the two of us chased the bloodstains for more than two miles, and finally came to a small uninhabited ravine.

The blood stained from the black stiff stretched all the way to the ditch, and when we walked down a slope, we suddenly smelled a thick smell of blood.

I soon noticed that almost every few steps in the ditch, there was an animal carcass lying on the ground.

There were rabbits, pheasants, and wild boars, and all of them were drained and died.

Seeing this, I finally understood that the reason why the beast was able to advance from white zombie to black zombie so quickly was obviously because it absorbed a large amount of animal blood.

Presumably last night, the purpose of its entry into the village was to capture livestock and use them for blood-sucking cultivation, but I didn't expect to be encountered by me and returned defeated.

"Double happiness, the carcasses of these animals are still hot, it seems that they have just died, and the black zombie can't run far." Chen Jinghua used a bamboo pole to pick up the corpse of a rabbit, reached out and touched it, and said in a deep voice.

However, not long after he finished speaking, a terrible scream suddenly came from the depths of the ditch, and then as if he had been choked by the neck, the voice stopped abruptly.

"Not good! Someone has been plagued by black zombies. ”

I was shocked when I heard the voice, yelled at Chen Jinghua, and hurriedly ran into the ditch with a red tassel gun.

When the two of us ran wildly all the way to the source of the sound, we finally found the black and stiff figure.

At this moment, it was squatting in a bush, holding a man's head in its arms, like a mother holding her child to breastfeed, but it was not feeding, but sucking blood with relish.

The person who was sucked by the blood was a young man in his twenties, some of whom were not from our village, but from other villages, and I don't know how he fell into the hands of Hei Zhuang.

The young man had not yet lost his breath, his mouth was foaming with blood, and his eyes were full of despair and horror.

"Brother, I'm from Zhujiatun, my name is Zhu Erbao, save me, save me." As soon as the man saw us here, the desire to survive suddenly rose in his eyes, and he pleaded bitterly: "I went to kiss last night, and this morning I went home and passed by here and was caught by a monster, save me, ah, it hurts, I don't want to die." ”

"What? Your name is Zhu Erbao, the son of this old Zhu Tou. As soon as Chen Jinghua heard that the young man reported to his home, he immediately shouted at me with an eager face: "Double happiness, save him, he is the son of the head of Zhujiatun Village, and his father and I have known each other for a long time." ”

Since I have encountered someone who has been harmed by the scourge of black zombies, even if Chen Jinghua doesn't say it, I naturally can't sit idly by, otherwise, what kind of Taoist method did I learn? What else do you talk about destroying demons?

Seeing that the young man was constantly struggling in the black stiff arms, and his life was in danger, I quickly bit my finger and wiped it on the red tassel spear, and then recited a few words of the spirit sword mantra to bless it.

After casting the spell, I grabbed the red tassel spear in my hand and touched the black zombie's back, intending to surprise it and give it a shot, stabbing it through the heart.

The black stiff heard footsteps approaching him, slowly turned his head, licked his blood-stained lips with gloomy eyes, and suddenly opened his big mouth and quacked at me.

I met its bloodthirsty eyes, and I was startled, and my footsteps subconsciously stopped in place, this black zombie was much more fierce than last night, and I was not afraid anymore, and I was screaming at me as if demonstrating.

Just as I stood there and hesitated, the black stiff suddenly grabbed the young man in his arms, his sharp nails dug into the flesh fiercely, and his arms pulled violently to the sides.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", the shredded flesh flew one after another, and the blood was sprinkled in the air, and the young man didn't even have time to scream, and he was torn in half like a rag.

"Plop."

The mangled corpse was thrown to the ground by the black zombie, and the young man's head was immediately crooked and lifeless.

His eyes remained terrified, staring at the boss and not staring.