Chapter 22: Refining the Corpse (Part II)
"Help! Help me! ”
Wangcai hugged Qian Zhenren and rubbed on the ground for a while, and Ah Fa, who was standing next to him watching the play, only felt a cold wind blowing in his teeth, and goosebumps all over his body.
"Master...... It's that kid, I didn't expect him to have ...... Longyang is good! ”
"Why don't you pull him away for me!"
Seeing that his master was annoyed, Ah Fa couldn't care about watching the play.
The master and apprentice kicked and dragged one by one, and finally dragged Wangcai away from Qian Zhenren.
"There are zombies! There's a zombie, a chief! ”
Wangcai looked familiar with the person who was knocked down by him, but wasn't it the master who helped him beat away the zombies the night before?
He settled down and decided not to leave, and tightly grabbed Qian Zhenren's right hand
"Two zombies!"
"Zombies?"
Qian Zhenren glanced at the woman standing in the distance.
The woman grasped the air with both hands and opened her mouth wide as if to speak.
The action is exactly the same as Wangcai.
"It's weird!"
Qian Zhenren shook off Wangcai and slapped away the chattering apprentice Ah Fa.
Qian Zhenren opened his mouth: "Stand still and don't move!" ”
Wangcai swallowed his saliva, and really obediently spread his hands and stood still.
The woman who was three steps away also learned to be prosperous and motionless.
Ah Fa rubbed his chest and looked at the scene in front of him, his big eyes were dripping round, "It's really weird!" ”
"Humph!"
Qian Zhenren turned his head and glanced at the zombies in the fire ring to put his mind at ease, snorted coldly, and kicked Wangcai away.
After being kicked for no reason, Wangcai suddenly fell backwards and fell to the ground, he rubbed his chest and stood up just thinking about the theory, and heard Qian Zhenren's voice again, "Don't move!" ”
At this time, he also felt strange, why didn't the female corpse that had been chasing him pounce?
also decided to press down on anger and listen to Qian Zhenren once.
Ah Fa, who was watching the play next to him, saw clearly that the beautiful-looking woman also fell down after Wangcai was kicked away, as if she had been hit by a shadowless foot.
The two of them got up, their movements, and their expressions of inhaling cool air were exactly the same.
Hell yes!
"Now tell me honestly, what are you doing tonight!"
Listening to Qian Zhenren's inquiry, how dare Wangcai hide his clumsiness, and pour out all the immoral things he has done during this time, like pouring beans.
"Here's your chance!"
Wu Zhenren, who was lurking, could be regarded as waiting for the opportunity, dressed in a night suit, wearing a black mask, revealing only a pair of small eyes, and quietly touched/touched behind the corpse.
His eyes purred, and he couldn't hold back any bad water.
Wu Zhenren picked up the zombie and turned around and hid in the corner where he had just calculated.
As soon as the yellow talisman on the forehead of the suppressed zombie was revealed, the corpse of the corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and he inhaled the yin qi moonlight, but he was just a corpse, and he still belonged to the column of walking corpses.
Ordinary three or five big men can beat him down.
This is said lightly, corpse, who would dare to go up with a pestle there?
If it becomes a zombie, invulnerable, and there is no Taoist priest to make a move, ordinary troops can only win by pushing artillery carts, or they can only wait until daylight.
"Suck it up! Suck more! ”
"The moonlight is good when the moon is cloudy in the lunar year, but it's not enough, it's not powerful enough!"
Wu Zhenren shook his head.
He turned his head to look not far away, Qian Zhenren was talking eloquently, saying that he was half human and half corpse, talking about the symbiosis of yin and yang, and holding his hands behind his back like a teacher to show off his knowledge.
"Can it make you better?"
Wu Zhenren sneered, raised his hand and pulled out the dagger tied to his leg and stomach, gritted his teeth and stabbed himself in the arm!
Red blood splattered suddenly, dousing the face of the corpse that had sucked the moonlight.
The corpse shuddered, and red blood glittered from top to bottom fell into his mouth, and the corpse immediately devoured it with recklessness.
"Drink, today I have calculated the blood capital, drink my blood, and bite him to death!"
Walking corpses suck the blood of ordinary people and become stiff.
The corpse was born in the lunar year when the moon was cloudy, and today it happened to be the lunar year and the moon was cloudy, and it happened that the corpse also drank the blood of the Taoist masters, and a corpse turned into a walking corpse, and in the blink of an eye, it became a zombie!
There are many kinds of zombies, and those who hide in the mountains and forests to cultivate have long hair, and the hair is invulnerable, called hair stiffness and hair corpse.
In addition, there are blood corpses, shadow corpses, and demon corpses, and there are many of them.
This zombie that was refined by Wu Zhenren at the right time has the strength of Black Zombie in the blink of an eye, although it is only that the corpse qi in the body is abundant, and the strength and hardness are not comparable to Black Zombie, but now it is also a difficult object.
Zombies who have drunk blood and gone crazy are several levels more terrifying.
Seeing that the zombie gritted his teeth and broke free from his Taoist shackles, Wu Zhenren secretly said "It's done", jumped up the tree with monkey-like hands and feet, held his breath, and smiled at the zombie turned his head and moved slowly towards Qian Zhenren, who was still teaching.
With the black zombie corpse, the physical strength is not enough, and the zombie can only move his legs stiffly, and he can't jump yet.
But he was able to satisfy the thoughts in Wu Zhenren's heart and disgusted himself as a senior brother......
"You're so powerful, you dare to fish for the oil and water of a dead man!"
Qian Zhenren sighed.
“……!!!”
Wangcai just opened his mouth to refute, but his mouth couldn't be closed.
Stammered, raised his finger and pointed at Qian Zhenren's back, "Stiff!" Stiff! Zombies!! ”
"Zombies?"
Qian Zhenren's heart sank, and he turned his head to face the iron-blue corpse face.
With a punch, he hit the corpse in the stomach and slapped it back, Qian Zhenren grabbed the zombie's neck with one hand, and shouted with his head to the sky: "Xiao Wu!! You come out for me! ”
The corpse of the corpse has turned into a zombie, and there is blood on the corner of the mouth, except for his own unkind junior brother, there can be no one else!
"Hey, hey, hey" Wu Zhenren, who was hiding in the corner watching the play, snickered under his eyebrows, and let Qian Zhenren scold him fiercely.
"I'm not going to make you happy!"
Seeing that the three people and one corpse were in a hurry because of a zombie, he was unhappy in his heart when he was pressed by his senior brother Qian Zhenren during this time, and that breath finally came out.
The crazy zombie is indeed difficult to deal with, although it has not yet reached the level of steel and iron bones, Qian Zhenren does not have a steel knife and pistol in his hand, and the strength of the zombie is far beyond that of humans.
Qian Zhenren "ouch yo" stood up with his waist covered, fist and foot kung fu human beings are really not comparable to zombies.
didn't bring a guy in his hand, Qian Zhenren bit his fingers, and there were apprentices Ah Fa, Wangcai and a half-human and half-corpse woman to help the handle, and they did everything they could to subdue this zombie.
"Alas!" Looking at the corpse standing in the circle of Taiji diagram drawn by himself, Qian Zhenren made a difficulty.
Burn? If the zombie is burned, the big brother of the zombie will have to kill him, and the Taoist chief can't afford to provoke the underworld and society.
Although it is not safe to burn the road, be careful, you can always reach it successfully.
"You can't die well, Xiao Wu!"
Qian Zhenren controlled the zombies, opened his mouth and scolded, what self-cultivation to the family master, he had long been rolled up by the burden turned into anger and thrown into the stinky ditch.
"Scolding, hey, hey, hey" Wu Zhenren heard the angry tone in his senior brother's mouth, and covered his mouth as much as possible to prevent himself from making a sound.
"Hiss~!"
He was just happy when he watched the play, and forgot that he had been stabbed in his left hand, and the blood was still dripping down.