Wu Zitong lay on the back of the mountain cannon, let the mountain cannon carry it, and kept speeding in the dark night. His purpose this time was a Taoist temple at the foot of a mountain. The temple was in disrepair and had been abandoned a long time ago, and now it is the hometown of many homeless people and beggars.

"Help, help!" Just as Wu Zitong was passing by a banana forest, there were sudden cries for help in his ears.

After hearing the cry for help, Wu Zitong patted Shanpao's shoulder and motioned for him to stop and take a look.

Whoa, whoa. With a chaotic sound, a young beggar came out of the plantain forest.

"Beggar!" Seeing this person's dress, Wu Zitong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Two friends, help, help, there are zombies! I, I can't run, I can't run. The beggar who ran out, after seeing Wu Zitong, supported his legs with both hands, shouted out of breath, and then sat on the ground.

"There are zombies!" Wu Zitong, who heard this, glanced at the mountain cannon dressed as a foreigner and holding a doll, and then pulled out the talisman sword behind him and looked around carefully.

"Roar." Just as Wu Zitong was looking around, under a roar, a tattered zombie in tatters pushed away the banana leaves and appeared in front of him. The zombie was scorched black, and its body glowed in the moonlight in arcs of lightning, as if it had been struck by lightning.

Looking at the hideous appearance of the zombie, Wu Zitong clutched the sword tightly, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, until he leaned on the mountain cannon standing behind him, and then stopped his pace. And as he regressed, the zombie also jumped forward step by step, and his two eyes looked at Wu Zitong's direction in a daze.

Wu Zitong looked at the zombies that were getting closer and closer, and hid behind the mountain artillery with a dodge, and shouted in a panic, "The mountain artillery protects me, the mountain artillery quickly protects me." ”

"Roar" Mountain Cannon tilted his head to look at Wu Zitong with a panicked look in his eyes, and then showed his fangs at the zombies that jumped up, and distorted his expression, making a threatening look.

The zombie saw that the fangs in the mouth of the mountain cannon were longer than their own, and they couldn't help but jump back two steps. After jumping back two steps, the zombie looked at Wu Zitong who was hiding behind the mountain cannon, and the beggar who had already fainted on the side, the nails of his hands kept rubbing, looking like he wanted to step forward and had some scruples.

Wu Zitong looked at the zombies facing the mountain cannon, and his legs were weak with fright, and he had long forgotten that he was going to research the elixir and capture zombies, let alone come forward to help.

Wu Zitong held the sword in his hand, looked at the zombies confronting the mountain cannon with vigilant eyes, and slowly retreated backwards. "Oops!" With an exclamation, Wu Zitong, who was retreating backwards, tripped over the roots of the tree under his feet and fell to the ground fiercely.

And after seeing Wu Zitong tripping, the zombie bared its fangs, and the originally standing figure quickly pounced in the direction of Wu Zitong.

"Help! Mountain artillery, save me! With Wu Zitong's exclamation, the originally stupid mountain cannon, with an angry expression on his stiff face, then he threw the doll at Wu Zitong's feet, jumped up from the spot, stretched out his hands, and thrust his nails into the zombie fiercely.

At this time, the speed of the mountain cannon was beyond people's imagination at all, and it did not look stupid at all. And came to the zombie first, and inserted two hands into the zombie's body. With the action of the mountain cannon, the zombie's body, which was originally as hard as King Kong, was directly inserted.

The zombie turned his head to look at the nails sticking out of his back, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, which was full of humanity, and it didn't look like a zombie at all.

"Roar" The zombie who was pierced by the mountain cannon screamed frantically as he struggled, and emitted a strong electric light from his body. These dazzling electric lights followed the mountain cannon's hand and rushed towards the mountain cannon's body.

"Bang" The mountain cannon slammed the zombie in his hand to the ground, and then he hung in the air, looking at himself with a questioning face. Look at the silver light, which is getting weaker and weaker, although it is constantly moving.

After seeing that the mountain cannon received his own stunt, he didn't react at all, and he knew that his stunt was useless against the mountain artillery. After releasing the thunder and lightning, he slowly repaired his body with electric light, and ran away without looking back. Only Wu Zitong, who was standing under the tree, looked stunned.

Seeing Wu Zitong grinning and looking at himself stupidly, the mountain cannon also smiled stupidly at him. And with this silly smile, the mountain cannon that was originally suspended in the air also staggered towards Wu Zitong, and then crashed headlong into the big tree next to Wu Zitong.

"Mountain artillery, mountain artillery, are you okay?" Seeing that the mountain cannon crashed into the tree, Wu Zitong hurriedly shouted at his life-saving corpse.

With Wu Zitong's words, the mountain cannon sat up suddenly, and then looked at him with a smirk.

"Haha" Wu Zitong looked at the appearance of the mountain cannon, stuffed the doll at his feet into the arms of the mountain cannon, and then patted the mountain cannon on the head like a pet dog.

Seeing Wu Zitong smiling happily, the mountain cannon hugged the doll tightly and smiled stupidly, not avoiding Wu Zitong's slapping at all.

Looking at the appearance of the mountain cannon, Wu Zitong tied the beggar to his chest and let the mountain cannon support him. Then he jumped on the back of the mountain cannon and said appreciatively, "Mountain cannon, you deserve praise today, let's go, I'll go home and make you your favorite medicine bottle." ”

Listening to Wu Zitong's words, the expression on Shanpao's face became even more stupid.

Finally, after waiting for Wu Zitong's signal, the mountain cannon quickly ran a few steps in the direction of going back. But after just a few steps, the mountain cannon stopped, and looked at his feet suspiciously.

"Mountain Cannon, why don't you leave?" Seeing that the mountain cannon stopped, Wu Zitong patted him on the shoulder and asked strangely.

After hearing this, after thinking for a while, the mountain cannon grabbed the beggar with one hand, made an incendiary gesture with the other, and motioned to Wu Zitong to hold on tightly. Wu Zitong saw it, and wrapped his hand around the neck of the mountain cannon in confusion.

"Roar!" Just after Wu Zitong grabbed it, the mountain cannon let out a deafening roar, and then stomped his feet and rushed towards the sky.

Feeling the sound of the fierce wind, Wu Zitong, who was flying in the air, was first afraid, and then shouted excitedly, and shouted, "Mountain artillery, you will fly!" You're not a useless zombie anymore. And you're not just stupid, you're also very strong! Mountain artillery, you are a male male, you are going to be male! ”

"Haha, hahaha." With the rapid flight, Wu Zitong's laughter echoed throughout the mountains and forests, startling bursts of birds.

"What! Mountain artillery will fly! And also beat away a zombie covered in thunder and lightning! Inside the house, Zhu Kunming, who had just finished absorbing the power from Li Daniu, couldn't help but be surprised after hearing Wu Zitong's return.

Because he couldn't have imagined that this stupid zombie mountain cannon would be so powerful. Because from Wu Zitong's words, Zhu Kunming can already be sure that the zombie covered in thunder and lightning must be the old lady Ren who was hard pursued by Uncle Jiu and others, that is, the thunder corpse. You must know that although that thunder corpse is hated by Uncle Jiu, this also shows his strength. Because Uncle Nine is not an ordinary person, the things that can make him hold grudges also have their own uniqueness, not to mention the thunder corpse born of this thunderbolt.

"Good, good." Zhu Kunming looked at Wu Zitong with a look of affirmation, and knew that the mountain cannon was really powerful.

"Ahh Zombies, there are zombies! Father save me! I don't want to die yet! Just as Zhu Kunming was talking to Wu Zitong, the beggar who was thrown on the ground first groaned, and then sat up suddenly, waving wildly at the air around him with his eyes closed, as if he was driving something.

Listening to the beggar's words, Zhu Kunming stopped talking and looked at him suspiciously. Because with his shouting, Zhu Kunming, who saw him for the first time, saw at a glance that the torn clothes on his body were embroidered with Tai Chi patterns. And this very peculiar Tai Chi pattern, Zhu Kunming has only seen it on the body of the ninth uncle, and he also knows that this is a unique mark of Maoshan.

"Who are you?" Zhu Kunming asked suspiciously.

Hearing someone speak, the beggar opened his eyes in fear, and then saw Zhu Kunming with a questioning look on his face, and Wu Zitong beside him.

"You're human!" The beggar looked at Zhu Kunming and breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a loud voice, "It's good to be human, it's good to be human." ”

Zhu Kunming, who heard this, asked the beggar, "Who are you?" The clothes on your body seem to be from the Maoshan faction, right? ”

When the beggar heard this, he said with a look of surprise, "You know that this is my Maoshan costume!" Do you know my uncle? His name is Chihiro Michicho, and he's very famous here! ”

When Zhu Kunming heard this, he asked strangely, "I only met Uncle Nine today, but Qianxun is your uncle!" So who are you? ”

When the beggar heard this, he was surprised and said, "I am his nephew!" My dad is taught by Maoshan, if you know them, hurry up and let my dad come to save me, I was bitten by a zombie, and I can't hold on for long. ”

The corners of Zhu Kunming's mouth curled slightly, and he asked, "Maoshan is your father!" You didn't lie to me, did you? ”

When the beggar heard this, he showed the bloody hole in his shoulder, and pleaded, "When is it?" How could I lie to you! My name is Peng Hui, my father is just a child like me, and he usually loves me the most, after you tell him, he will definitely come over regardless of whether it is true or not. Please, go find my dad, I was stabbed with a fingernail by a zombie, and now the corpse gas is spreading, and I can't hold out for long. My father is the head of Maoshan Mountain, and he will definitely repay you. After saying this, the beggar took out a jade pendant from his clothes and begged, "Please, just let him come and save me, the poison on my body is about to spread to my chest, and I can't hold on for long." ”

Zhu Kunming, who heard this, looked at Wu Zitong with a bloody face, and the smile on his face became even worse. Because looking at this beggar in front of him, he claimed to be the son of the master. Zhu Kunming thought of an idiom, that is, strange goods can live.