"One, two, three. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ。。。 I'll go, what are these things, it's disgusting! How is it different from the TV series? "Little Sister Pig, began to count, looking a little excited, the top version of the Cadillon Glitter series, which is comparable to the flash of a flashlight, flashes non-stop.

I'm sick and I'm taking pictures again!

Attracted by the drop of blood that was full of star power and original true qi, under the huge shock of the car engine, strange things jumped out of the grave.

What we often watch, in Chinese TV dramas, dressed neatly dressed in Qing Dynasty costumes, or zombies with neat bodies and gorgeous costumes, are actually a bit misleading. Real zombies are similar to the zombies in American dramas, but they are not as disgusting as zombies.

It can also be said that zombies are freshly baked zombies, tender and juicy, while zombies are dry zombies, shriveled, short, and exuding corpse energy.

The group in front of me, with a number of 57 zombies, is about the same height as Pig Xiaomei's 1.55. Buried deep in the ground for many years, his body is naked, shriveled and black and thin. The two eyes were not blood-red, but decayed into black holes, and the mouth full of large teeth that had lost their outer lips was as black as ink, wide open, opening and closing, spewing out streams of black gas.

I looked at it a little speechlessly, these 57 zombies that looked like twin brothers, and sighed secretly, no matter what they looked like before they were born, buried in the ground, after the air-drying transformation, I couldn't tell who was who!

Zombies, with corpse qi to distinguish the strong and weak, to feel the enemy, with sensitivity, beyond the poisonous snake's temperature sensing, tracking, attacking the enemy.

So, in front of it, hold your breath and don't make a sound, the usefulness is not very obvious. The body temperature of a human being is much higher than that of a zombie. Even the cold-blooded poisonous snake can't escape the tracking of the zombie's temperature sensing, let alone a human.

Buried deep in the ground for many years, things that are easily perishable, such as soft tissues such as lips, vulva, nose, buttocks, ears, etc., will decay and decay, while after yin qi is quenched and fermented, the limbs, head, nails and other parts are undoubtedly more slender and hard.

This group of zombies all have sharp and slender nails, and some zombies have nails that even exceed their own height. It looks like it's very infiltrating. Even this Heavenly Master can't bear these things, so grab me.

There are three kinds of weapons of zombies, one is the nails containing corpse gas and corpse poison, the other is the corpse gas in the mouth, which keeps spitting, and the other is the hard body!

It's not so nice to be bitten by a zombie, and don't expect him to develop you into a subordinate and a promising newborn little zombie. Once they catch you, they will tear you to pieces like crazy, even the bones, they will chew them up and swallow them in their stomachs. In fact, this is a group of beasts that have lost their humanity, no different from hungry wolves and hungry tigers, but they are more powerful!

57 zombies, blind to us, roaming aimlessly. According to my speculation, one is that the distance is too far, and they are not sensitive to the cold light emitted by the car.

These numbers of zombies are quite acceptable compared to the dense graves. Not every corpse, after death, will become a zombie, it can only be said that there is a chance.

The zombies, wandering for a while, seemed to adapt to the outside environment and began to roar messily. The roar of zombies who have lost their tongues is not unpleasant, and it is definitely not good. It's like a human being, who howls in a muffled voice, but lacks confidence, and seems short and poignant. After all, all the internal organs have dried up and decayed, and it is quite difficult to call out the dolphin sound.

"Whew。。。。" A long roar rang out. Accompanied by the roar of a zombie little brother who was the shortest and covered in corpse gas, but thick enough to almost cover the bare mottled body. The screams of the zombies are gradually becoming neat and regular!

The moon in the sky, turning from round to curved, shone misty and sprinkled down, while the surrounding starry sky was dim and almost disappeared.

Do zombies worship the moon? I was secretly amazed.

"It's so nice!" Little Sister Pig listened with envy.

I also agree with it.,That seems to be the leader of the short zombie.,It's called pretty good.,It seems,My judgment just now was wrong.,After there are more zombies.,The huge base number,There will also be a "zombie singer".。 It's amazing, it's amazing.

Zombies through the unique roar, violent corpse gas, affect the magnetic field between the universe, will appear, the moon changes, the phenomenon of star suppression, next, zombies began to do "evening class", after absorbing the moon, they will go back to the nest to sleep.

I looked at the sky, still flowing with the traction charm, but the zombies, turned a blind eye, secretly wondered, are these zombies vegetarian? Or is it the drop of blood on my fingertips, not enough blood? If you don't have enough blood, why the hell are you jumping out?

"Husband, what should I do? They seem, ignore us, let's drive over? Little Sister Pig, tilted her head and said.

I shook my head slowly.

I said, "Once we only have the graveyard area, we will be affected by the zombie magnetic field, and the heat of the engine is enough to attract the siege of zombies, so we can say that it's okay to say, it's just that our car is probably going to be scrapped. ”

"Scrapped car? I will not agree, husband, to destroy them and kill them. Little Sister Pig screamed.

I nodded and said, "Keeping these things is also a scourge, you look at this cemetery, there is no grass, it means that these zombies are extremely heavy and have a tyrannical breath." Wait! “

According to my estimate, this group of zombies must have a slave owner, and the others are all cultivation slaves.

The human world is full of inequality, not to mention, the zombie hordes that are all instinctive!

Sure enough, the moonlight spilled, and all the zombies began to absorb the crystal moonlight, and after absorption, the moonlight turned into a tumbling corpse gas, and the 56 zombies, which were finally transformed into corpse gas, were endlessly transported to the body of the zombie singer headed by it, making it tumble all over the body, and it wanted to soar to the sky! It seems to be in very good shape.

Dozens of minutes passed, and one after another zombies fell to the ground with a bang, covered in corpse gas, sparsely scattered, only in their mouths, and wisps of black smoke came out. And the zombie singer was even more excited, roaring constantly, quickly absorbing the moonlight.

Almost, last time from Huang Dafa's hands, I got a dozen four-grade talisman skins, and the evil talisman drawn by taking the time to draw it finally came in handy. And in the car, wielding the sword to ward off evil spirits is not very convenient after all, and the success rate of drawing void talismans and drawing four-grade talismans is really not high.

The only way I can wipe out this group of zombies in style is to get some blood out and use the finished talisman! As for carrying the sword to ward off evil spirits and getting out of the car, it may be more economical, it is so cold outside, what if you catch a cold? Besides, these talismans have zero cost, and they won't be so heart-wrenching to use.

It was too late, but it was fast, and a golden light shot out, flying out of the car window, and it became a talisman more than a person high, emitting a charming golden light. The textures are complex, the symbols are strange and graceful, and in the air, like a curtain, flew over the zombie singer.

The charm is the attack, the qi is the guide, I don't know, those who throw out the charms, they don't care, and the charms work as expected, how did they do it, anyway, I can't do it. It can only be passed, the golden wire formed by the true qi to ward off evil spirits, and the talisman that has been activated can be remotely controlled!

The golden light emitted by the talisman obscured the sky above the cemetery, isolating the illumination of the moonlight, no matter how the zombie singer roared, how the corpse qi rolled, it was useless!

Under the golden light, the zombie who should have scattered and fled fell to the ground at this time, and was shot by the golden light emitted by the talisman, and the zombie singer was directly shrouded in the talisman.

The golden light and the corpse qi collided violently and canceled out.

Whether it's catching ghosts or getting zombies, in fact, it's all a hedge of energy. My energy is strong, I have the upper hand, all the weird methods, all the wonderful means, in fact, in the final analysis, all involve the problem of energy cancellation. In the profound, it also involves the mutual restraint of attributes, the invincibility of evil, and so on, here, there is no need to say more.

The zombie singer shrouded in the evil charm emitted a violent smoke all over his body, and his screams were no longer good, and he resisted hoarsely, looking very poignant, but until it completely dissipated, he couldn't break free from the amazing golden light of the evil charm. The poor little zombies on the ground, who had dedicated themselves to the zombie singers, also gradually stopped struggling and twitching, and turned into a piece of ash.

The reason why zombies can move is that they rely on the nourishment of corpse qi to maintain a little origin consciousness, and the corpse qi is completely impacted, and the whole body is naturally decayed, which is the law of nature, even if it is maintained by strange means, it is still fragile, fragile, just like human life!

It would be nice if there were three frets. The four-grade evil talisman has some characteristics of the immortal talisman, which by no means these zombies can bear, but in order to prevent them from panicking and escaping, I went out to catch trouble, and Fang waited for a while. In order to catch zombies, I caught myself a cold, no matter what, it is not a good business.

"Whew," I exhaled a puff of white mist, and the open windows of the car, a stream of cold wind, blowing in, and the strong warm wind in the car, canceled each other.

I believe that if there is a chance to choose, the group of zombies just now, I'm afraid, the vast majority, will choose, decay, grow old, dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to dust.

Buried deep underground, immortal, enduring loneliness and loneliness; endure the bite of insects and ants; endure, the cold erodes little by little; Endure, eternal darkness. At the end of the day, what was gained?

A dry body, or eternal life, or endless torture!

Where there are zombies, there are no ghosts, this is common sense.

Looking at the dark and calm cemetery, looking at the fading miserable green, looking at the sky and the sparse scene of the moon and stars, gradually engulfed by the clouds, I gently pushed up the gear, the niche CC, along the still undulating road, driving forward.

Only the more desolate graves remained, as well as the pieces of white bones, and the black dust that gradually dissipated.

The sky was sprinkled with snowflakes, cold and lonely.

And I, driving the car, continued in the direction of the "Psychic Villa", driving away!