Zhu Kunming looked at the struggling zombie, snorted coldly, threw him on the ground, and then said to Wu Zitong, "I don't care what you want to do, but if this thing is really messed up, there will definitely be no good fruit for you to eat at that time." ”

Wu Zitong listened, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I made a special room in the basement of this building to trap zombies, and prepared special masks and gloves for him." And I've designed this building so there will be no problems. ”

Zhu Kunming listened, looked at the small door of the room, and nodded after the small door openings that were not opened. At this time, the zombie was hiding behind Wu Zitong and avoiding Zhu Kunming's gaze.

Looking at the appearance of the zombie, Zhu Kunming hesitated for a moment and said, "He seems to have the name of Zhikun!" ”

Wu Zitong looked at the zombie that jumped behind him, ignored the fearful gaze of those young people, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said to Zhu Kunming, "Hehe, it's the instinct of a creature to avoid danger, this zombie is not born, it's normal to be weird, and the most important thing is that he doesn't suck human blood, although this statement seems weird, but it's good, isn't it!" ”

Zhu Kunming looked at the young people leaning against the door, and the young man who was bleeding by himself, and said, "You have done a good job today, and each of you will give a reward of ten oceans." But the safety issue, you must pay attention to it, this zombie is very dangerous, and our dealings with him are no less than seeking skin with tigers. Of course, if you want to succeed, you have to pay, you are all family people, don't let me down. ”

Listening to Zhu Kunming's words, the injured young man wrapped his arm in a cloth, nodded fearfully and said, "Boss, don't worry, we know what to do." ”

Zhu Kunming didn't answer everyone's words, because loyalty is not so simple, and Zhu Kunming feels that so far, as long as everyone has common interests, he won't force anything.

Later, Zhu Kunming accompanied Wu Zitong to send the zombies to the basement and left the small building.

"Chirp!" Zhu Kunming, who had just gone out, looked at the gas fireworks in the mountains suspiciously with the sound. The fireworks formed a large line in the sky, which read, "Fu Mo Mountain, call for help, see and come to the rescue." Zhu Kunming looked at this line of blood-red characters, and immediately thought of the Taoist who looked like the underworld, and the giant gossip mirror like a shield.

"Fu Demon Mountain, cold as cold!" Zhu Kunming muttered the name in his mouth, and then walked towards the starting point of the fireworks. Of course, the reason why Zhu Kunming went over was not to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but to see what happened and whether there were zombies he had never seen appeared.

With his astonishing speed, Zhu Kunming advanced like a ghost on the tips of the big trees in the mountains and forests. Looking at the long-lasting fireworks subtitles above his head, Zhu Kunming has a clear goal.

After about ten minutes, Zhu Kunming stood on the big tree and saw the place where the signal was issued. I saw that there was a mess there, and there were rotten magic weapons scattered on the ground, including peachwood swords, gossip mirrors, magic bells, five-element flags and some ropes. And among the dozen corpses wearing Taoist clothes, there was a big man sitting at this time, Zhu Kunming looked from the back and felt that it should be the one who had a relationship with him.

Zhu Kunming looked at the tragic scene in front of him, jumped directly from the tree, and landed in front of the big man with momentum.

Zhu Kunming, who fell in front of the big man, found that there was a broken giant gossip mirror scattered around the underworld Taoist at this time. At this time, his clothes were covered with blood, his face was pale, and he was holding a sword engraved with a charm, stabbing at a disciple in Tsing Yi.

Looking at Leng Ruohan's movements, Zhu Kunming asked in confusion, "What are you doing?" What's going on here? ”

Hearing someone speak, Leng Ruohan immediately looked at Zhu Kunming. And when he saw Zhu Kunming's figure, Leng Ruohan's pale and hideous face squeezed out a stiff smile, "It turned out to be you!" I still remember you, you were the young man who rushed to the night road! It's good if it's you, it's fine. ”

Listening to Leng Ruohan's words, Zhu Kunming asked suspiciously, "What's good?" How did you get it here? Why are there so many casualties? ”

Listening to Zhu Kunming's words, a trace of remorse mixed with sadness flashed in Leng Ruohan's eyes, and he said, "We went to catch zombies that day, but unfortunately we were still a step too slow, and finally let him run away." However, although he didn't catch up, my gossip mirror fixed his position. It's a pity that the poor road is too complacent, but in order to be able to catch the zombie in one step, I will be more famous in Fumo Mountain. I didn't tell me about it, but came overnight with my own disciples. As a result, the poor Dao was incompetent, and the disciples were also sleepy after such a long time of chasing. As a result, after the fight, I found out that we were not the opponents of the zombies, which made me suffer heavy losses in Fumo Mountain. With the words, Leng Ruohan burst into tears as he spoke.

Zhu Kunming listened, thinking about the zombie with a long-lived lock around his neck, nodded, and then pointed to the corpse that was placed in front of him by Leng Ruohan, and said, "It's the zombie named Wang Dali!" But in that case, what are you doing here? ”

Leng Ruohan looked at the disciple's corpse, and then plunged the sword into the corpse's chest, explaining, "We were all bitten by zombies, and now the corpse poison is all over the body, if you don't stab them with this talisman sword, they will also become walking corpses." ”

After saying this, Leng Ruohan stood the sword in front of him and said pleading to Zhu Kunming, "I don't know if anyone else can see the barren mountains and mountains here, so I want to ask you to burn our corpses after we die, so that all hidden dangers can be eliminated." ”

Zhu Kunming looked at Leng Ruohan, who was full of death, couldn't help but shake his head, and asked puzzledly, "You Taoist priests, you have killed demons, ghosts, and zombies all your life." In the end, you die at the hands of zombies, why do you bother? ”

Leng Ruohan listened, looked at the starry sky above his head, and recalled, "Poor Dao was born in the village under Fumo Mountain, and he was fortunate to be favored by the comprador master who went down the mountain. So as to be able to kill demons and eliminate demons for the benefit of the people, I have killed countless demons and demons in my life, and today I died in the hands of zombies. ”

"Hmm." With the words, Leng Ruo spat out a mouthful of blood, and then a burst of black gas appeared on his face. Feeling the feeling coming from his body, Leng Ruohan aimed his sword at himself, and said with a smile, "Poor Dao is incompetent, and it is not good to subdue demons today, but I am attacked by corpse poison." In order not to embarrass me in the Demon Mountain, I have to take the first step today. As he finished saying this, Leng Ruohan did not hesitate to plunge the sword in his hand into his chest. Then he opened his eyes and fell to the ground.

Looking at Leng Ruohan's deathless appearance, Zhu Kunming turned his head to look, only to see that there were disciples of Fumo Mountain who had died miserably, and broken magic weapons scattered on the ground. Looking at the battlefield-like scene, Zhu Kunming couldn't help but look at Leng Ruohan's corpse and sighed, "Fu Mo Mountain, Leng Ruohan!" What a demon general, a Taoist pioneer! ”