Chapter Seventy-Four: Winning

"Huh? Just ......" Li Qi picked at his head and shouted below, "Daoist Yun Muzi, what are you going to do to what you just did?" ”

Yun Muzi didn't say a word, pulled out a knife from Song Corpse, then took out a thin thread from Yu Huzi's clothes and wrapped it around the knife, and inserted the knife into the door of his head just now.

"This ......," Li Qi was about to cry, "Daoist, what are you going to do?" ”

He Zhiyu was full of interest and comforted, "You wait and see, just now it's about to become a cow, don't you see how cowish the four corpses with red threads are tied?" ”

"Yes, yes?" Li Qi looked at him suspiciously, "I have a bad premonition......

"Die!" Yun Muzi's fingertips shot out an embroidery needle with a thin red thread, and the speed of the embroidery needle was so strange that it didn't take 0.01 seconds to appear on the old man's head.

"Huh?" The old man raised his eyes and saw the embroidery needle on the door of his head, and when he raised his hand, he immediately wanted to get it.

"Huh!" There was a screaming eagle roar in the air, and before the slow old man of the corpse chaser could come to his senses, his head had been inexplicably exploded.

The other people present didn't think so, because what everyone saw was that after the embroidery needle arrived at the old man, it just rolled over, and the old man hurriedly commanded all the Song corpses to return to defense.

And then his head was blown out!

It's like a gorgeous firework...... Anyway, there are only a few adjectives to describe a headshot.

"Crunch." Suddenly, there seemed to be a lot of such sounds in the air.

"Hurry up and get away from these corpses."

No, Wuhe and Guo Zhang haven't come back to their senses yet: the bastard necromancer who was difficult to do at the beginning exploded like this?

The corpses were dead because of the fact that they were in charge, and they were still standing still as statues in place.

Although these Song corpses are gone, they are a hidden danger after all......

Yun Muzi instructed Guo Zhanghe to take Yuhuzi away, and went to snatch Tianshu and a Song corpse by himself, and followed the three of them to drag the guy and the corpse to the school gate in a hurry.

A few people stayed away from the playground and found a small Dharma platform around the corner, and the muffled thunderous sound just now should have come from here, but they didn't know what method they had done.

A few people looked back and saw more than a dozen birds flying overhead in the place where they had fought, "creaking" around an eagle.

I didn't notice that the birds were probably the size of pigeons, and every time they flapped their wings, they would make an ugly "squeak" sound.

"What's that?" Guo Zhang asked.

"Wooden kites. That's what we're going to do. After Yun Muzi finished speaking, he stretched out his fingertips and pointed at it, and an embroidery needle flew out and nailed it to a Song corpse.

The wooden kites that were hovering in the sky went directly towards the corpse, and dozens of wooden kites flew out from all around the teaching building.

"Bang!!! Bang!!!! Bang bang !!!!!! ”

Just wondering what they were for, Wu Guo Zhang had just taken a step and was almost knocked down by a violent wave of qi, and his ears were still buzzing.

Yun Muzi pushed the two of them, "Let's go, it's too much movement now." ”

He Zhiyu and Wu Wu hurriedly ran around Yuhuzi, and then they were stopped by Yun Muzi, "Eh, you guys helped me carry that heavy corpse!" Take a hand, I took the internal injury and couldn't lift it! ”

The two looked at each other, "What do you want that corpse for?" ”

"The secret on that corpse is dozens of times more expensive than the two of you combined," Yun Muzi took the head of Yuhuzi and said without looking back, "That's the miasma corpse that was often used in the wars of the Qin Dynasty!" Living Relics! ”

"Live your sister's cultural relics, return me just now!" Li Qi happened to run over, crying and kicking and hammering at Yun Muzi.

"Little girl." Yun Muzi said helplessly, "You can't raise a little ghost without Maoshan's systematic training, otherwise the Black Eight Disasters will always follow you." ”

Li Qike didn't care so much, continued to hammer and kick, and hurriedly signaled He Zhiyu to drag her down.

"Well, Daoist, there's a question I don't know if I should ask or not." No, he lifted the jade household to his upper body.

Yun Muzi checked Yuhuzi's pulse, and his face improved, "It's okay, it's really not poisonous...... Oh, you ask. ”

"That?" Wu glanced at Guo Zhang, "Since you can easily kill that corpse chaser, why do you have to spend so much effort to make trouble with him?" ”

"The first." Yun Muzi didn't have the slightest impatience, "We don't want to kill him, because we haven't figured out the reason why he is killing people everywhere, and what is the purpose of arranging the Spiritualist Flower in this school." The second," Yun Muzi licked his dry lips and thought for a while, "Second, if we kill people without setting up an altar and with the consent of Master Zu, we will lose our longevity." ”

The two of them were silent for a long time, looked at each other, and had to carry the miasma corpse and go on the road.

After Yun Muzi saw a few people leaving the school gate, he breathed a sigh of relief, pinched a trick, spat out blood, and after drying it quickly, he also walked out.

In the square, the four red rope corpses quickly lost their luster and fell into the flames.