Chapter 29: Zombies Have Diarrhea Too?

This is not scientific!

Zhang Fanyang is now full of these words in his head.

Didn't you say that good zombies have stiff joints and can't bend their arms and legs?

What the hell is this now? Do you want to be a fine rhythm?

But wait until the green hair stiff got up from the white hair stiff corpse, twisted his head, and hooked his finger at Zhang Fanyang, who was standing like a fool.

There was only one roar left in Zhang Fanyang's heart: This TM is basically a jing!

But even in the face of the green hair stiffness that has become fine, he Zhang Fanyang can't admit it!

Pinching the demon slaying pestle in his hand, Zhang Fanyang tiptoed a little and rushed towards the direction of the green hair.

But he was only halfway through the run, and the green shadow flashed in front of him, and the green hair was gone.

Zhang Fanyang slammed down, and as soon as his body turned half a circle to the right, a strong wind brushed his shoulders and fell to the ground. The sound of "boom" stirred up the animal bones in a place.

The bones were scattered like knives, but fortunately, Zhang Fanyang's magic weapon was still quite dense, and he retreated while striking open the flying broken bones, some of which were directly broken for a long time, and some of the fresh ones were beaten into several sections, and a wall of broken bones was inserted into the wall next to him.

In the middle of the flying bones, the sharp-eyed Zhang Fanyang saw a green figure mixed in and "flying" towards him, and immediately didn't care about the other bones, the demon pestle slammed it, and the green shadow flew to the roof of the shed, and fell heavily to the ground.

But the raised demon slaying pestle had not yet been withdrawn, and in the blink of an eye, the green figure that had fallen to the ground had rushed towards him again.

Zhang Fanyang only had time to avoid his vital point, but his shoulder was poked through by an inch-long sharp armor, so fast that he didn't even have time to hurt.

The green-haired stiff saw that he had a successful blow, and his other paw also poked at him, and it was the same wound.

Zhang Fanyang knew that if he was hit this time, he estimated that he would have to tell the entire left half of his body in vain, so he hurriedly endured the belated severe pain, and quickly blocked the demon pestle in front of his wound, and collided with the green-haired stiff claws for a burst of cremation.

Under this collision, the claw that the green hair stiff had originally inserted on his shoulder also broke away from himself, Zhang Fanyang took a few steps back and hit the wall behind him, and the whole half of his body began to gradually numb, and soon lost his pain.

Hemp eggs! This green-haired stiff is too toxic!

Zhang Fanyang scolded in his heart, his brain began to be a little chaotic, and his body slowly slid to the ground uncontrollably.

Seeing him, the green hair stiffened his face, with a smug expression on his face, slowly licking the remaining blood stains on his paws. Determined that his prey had no ability to resist, he leisurely waited for Zhang Fanyang to eat it slowly after his poisonous hair.

After he finished licking the blood on his paws, he smashed his mouth, his eyes looked greedily at Zhang Fanyang's shoulder, which was still gurgling blood, and immediately came to his side on all fours like a dog, and kept licking the blood with his purple tongue.

These few times the blood water entered the stomach, the green hair stiffened and the eyes glowed red, as if he had eaten the supreme delicacy in the world, and he actually closed his eyes with a face of aftertaste and intoxication, and finally showed a lewd face.

If it weren't for Zhang Fanyang, who would have been numb and unable to move, he really wanted to kick him in his obscene face. Thinking that he was actually YY by a green-haired zombie, he was so angry that his chest was congested, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

After spitting out this mouthful of black blood, Zhang Fanyang's throat seemed to have turned on a switch, the second, third, and fourth...... It wasn't until he vomited more than a dozen mouthfuls that the blood gradually turned from black to red.

At this time, the green hair over there was gone, and while desperately waving his hand to make him stop throwing up, he looked at the big pool of blood on the ground. After hesitating and struggling, he quickly lay down and licked it, seeing Zhang Fanyang feel sick to his stomach.

But the green hairy stiff just licked a few bites, and suddenly his body shook. He straightened up and rubbed his stomach, rubbed his stomach with a puzzled face, and just wanted to lean over and lick it again, but before his outstretched tongue touched the ground, his body shook again, twice, and three times...... Then he fell to the ground like an electric shock and convulsed.

What's the situation?

Zhang Fanyang forcibly opened his eyelids, looking at the green hair that had shrunk into a ball and twitching on the ground, and saw him looking at himself viciously with a painful face, with an expression that he had poisoned him.

Immediately afterwards, a huge stomach roar came from the stomach of the green hairy stiff, and every time it came, the green hairy stiff body sobbed and wailed. And with the frequent roar of the stomach and intestines, it is even more tragic.

And Zhang Fanyang, who was paralyzed in the corner of the wall, found that his fingers had begun to regain some sense.

After about half an hour, the roar of the green hair's stiff stomach faded away, but he also completely lost the arrogance just now, lying on the ground and humming, with the pitiful expression of the injured rabbit on his face.

"Numb! I've put up with you for a long time! ”

Zhang Fanyang's body has regained most of his senses, and he has long hated the green hair stiff with itchy teeth, and he can't care about his unsteady standing, and he is about to kick the green hair stiff face when he raises his foot.

Seeing this, the green haired stiff stared at the red-eyed and showed Sen Sen's blue-white fangs, wanting to scare Zhang Fanyang's offensive. But this expression did not last two seconds before it was defeated by the violent intestinal sound, and it howled again and twitched.

Zhang Fanyang's raised foot did not fall, but slowly retracted it. I thought that I should not be reckless, and I would resume my actions first.

Stretched out his hand and groped in his waist bag for a long time, pulled out a pill with wax skin, crushed the wax skin, stuffed the pill into his mouth and chewed it a few times, Zhang Fanyang finally figured out what was going on with this green hair stiff.

In the past, Puyangzi and Monk Shikong basically used him to test medicine every day, and he was not uncommon to see all kinds of rare herbs, and he probably tasted all kinds of poisonous insects and poisonous herbs. Not to mention that his recovery of action so quickly may be the automatic detoxification function that he practiced before, maybe his own body blood is now a little stronger than this corpse poison, no wonder this green-haired zombie will have a stomach.

Zhang Fanyang jumped up from the ground with a laugh, and wanted to learn from the TV to be stunned in front of the green hair.

But as soon as he thought that the green hair stiff just now gave him a chance to turn the tables because he was too scared, he immediately picked up the demon pestle and stabbed it on the green hair stiff heavenly spirit cover.

Who would have thought that the green haired stiff suddenly folded his hands and begged for mercy, and then pointed to his already tattered shirt.

Zhang Fanyang shook his head and sneered: "If you don't come to this set, Uncle Ben won't be fooled by you!" ”

When the tip of the demon subduing pestle immediately pierced into the green hair's stiff head, a tattered notebook stood between them, and the crooked line on the notebook "I am the eleventh person buried here" successfully stopped Zhang Fanyang's movements.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, a green shadow flashed, and the big green face had already arrived in front of Zhang Fanyang.

Fortunately, the speed of the green hair stiff is not half a star now, Zhang Fanyang smashed the big face back to the ground with a pestle, and never gave the green hair stiff a chance to resist, and inserted the demon pestle on his heavenly spirit cover with his backhand, never giving him a chance to resist again.

After confirming again that there was nothing in the room that could disturb him, Zhang Fanyang picked up the broken book and looked through it, but was shocked by the contents of it and broke out in a cold sweat.

This notebook was written one night twenty years ago. The owner of the note is a lonely old man named Li Jinsheng in Lijiaao Village.

More than 20 years ago, Lijiaao was a notoriously poor village in the province, with barren land and a small population, and at least a quarter of them were lonely and widowed old people who were too old to farm.

At that time, the village chief's name was Li Tianqing, and according to the generations of relatives, he had to call this Li Jinsheng an uncle.

But who would have thought that this "nephew" who was still related to him would actually conspire with a demon path of Youfang twenty years ago and buried himself alive in this mountain with sixteen other old men.

At that time, Li Tianqing, the village head, and Li Laocai, the secretary of the village, listened to the words of the demon, first dug a deep pit in this mountain, and then deceived these lonely old people to this mountain one by one in the name of sending them to live in a newly built nursing home in another village, and then threw them into this pit one by one, and after starving to death the previous one, they pushed the other one in.

What's even more frustrating is that because it takes time to implement this thing, at first they still starve the previous one to death, and then push the other one in.

But their greedy hearts couldn't wait, and when Li Jinsheng came here, the last old man was not dead, so they threw him in. A day later, six more people were dropped at once.