"Close the lid of the coffin and don't let the blood get into the coffin!"

Everyone began to move towards the coffin of the altar, and the eight zombies seemed to feel something, and suddenly all of them stood up and jumped to the cold cat closest to the coffin, and the eight pairs of dry hands went straight to the cold cat's neck. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The cold cat hurriedly lowered his head and got out of the gap, and several zombies bumped into each other, sniffed each other with their noses, and jumped away again.

At this time, the fat man had already touched the coffin lid, and pushed it in hard, but he couldn't push it, and a zombie jumped over, and a pair of stiff hands swept horizontally, and the fat man had already flown to the steps below the altar.

That's when I saw them, with a withered face and two long fangs growing out of their mouths, they were legendary blood-sucking zombies.

"Everyone be careful, it's okay to be beaten, don't be bitten by them, corpse poison will turn you into the next zombie, if anyone is bitten, I will cut off his head immediately!" , Xiaobai's voice came, can this guy still be infected?

The big coffin shook even more, and the gossip blood shadows floating in the air seemed to become more condensed, and the eight zombies actually stood in a row, blocking us on the steps of the altar, not allowing us to go up to the altar, we ran separately, and they jumped on the altar, just not letting us go up.

"Grandma, how can these guys be so smart when they die, leopard maniac human spring!" , Xiaobai muttered, and shouted at the leopard.

The leopard maniac supported it according to the original appearance, Xiaobai kicked it, and flew towards the direction of the altar, a person must not be able to do it, and then it was the cold cat my father, and the Taoist priest also flew over, but this time there was no show, maybe the butt still hurts.

But as soon as they got up, the zombies also flew up, and four of them were knocked away by my father, but because they could not borrow their strength in the air, they were also swept away by the remaining zombies, and they fell heavily on the steps of the altar and shouted.

We wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to go to the altar, but a few zombies rushed up again, and we had to retreat again, so frightened that the hair knife staggered, and climbed on the steps, a zombie bit down on him, and saw that it was about to bite, and the fat man hurriedly stuffed the donkey's hoof leg in his hand into the gap, just when he was bitten by the zombie, the hair knife rolled to the side, and ran towards us with a frightened face, but he ran too quickly, and fell forward, and slipped down the steps of the altar with a sigh.

Look at the zombie biting the donkey's hoove, with a slight white smoke in its mouth, but it doesn't look like it has much effect. Suddenly, he turned around and rushed towards the fat man. But he was really a nimble fat man, and when the zombie rushed to him, he leaned back sideways, and the zombie flew past him, and he didn't forget to take the donkey's hooves in his hand and beat it in the back, but the zombie quickly made a turn in the air and flew towards the altar.

"These fucking ones are also black donkey hooves, why doesn't Lao Tzu have much effect?" The fat man came down from the altar while cooing.

"That's because you're too shallow to give full play to his strength." The madman said with a smile.

"I said stinky old Tao, as a Taoist priest, you don't seem to have shown your housekeeping skills, isn't your rune paper very useful for zombies?" , the cold cat suddenly said loudly to the bearded man. Just look at the bearded man's face changed, but soon returned to normal.

"I forgot about it when I was nervous." As he spoke, he took out a handful of rune paper from his pocket, exactly eight.

"Can you still be stingy, just give eight?" The madman said dissatisfied.

"Aren't there only eight zombies, and I'll bring eight." , the bearded man said aggrievedly.

"Okay, eight is enough, it looks like it won't be long before the main owner in the coffin will be resurrected." , Xiaobai picked up a piece of rune paper, licked it on his tongue, and put it on the forehead of the hair knife.

"Well, it's sticky, I'm a little thirsty, and my saliva is sticky." As he spoke, he was about to take off the rune paper on the forehead of the hair knife, and when he saw the hair knife standing there motionless, he pushed it with his hand.

"What are you pretending, you think you are a zombie ......", before he finished speaking, the hair knife fell to the ground with a "plop", and he still maintained his original position, and Xiaobai was also shocked to freeze in place.

"What kind of talisman are you? How can a living person be fixed? ”

"Well, I forgot to mention, this is a talisman, useful for both the living and the dead." , the bearded man said with a little weakness.

"Hurry up, don't wait for their main owner to live, we will only have to wait for death!" , Xiaobai said, at first ran up to the altar, and a donkey's hoof knocked a zombie away!

My dad, the cold cat, they deal with zombies, we are also looking at the opportunity, planning to paste the rune paper, soon there will be a zombie left on the stage, my dad and Xiaobai They pulled the zombie, and the fat man pasted a rune paper.

Then, in the same way, two, five, seven, eight, all of them were pasted with rune paper, and everyone hurried to the big coffin, ready to push the lid of the coffin.

At this time, there was only one-third of the blood left in the Yin and Yang Yao. In my daddy them! When I pushed the lid hard, I found that the bearded man was still standing in place, muttering something in his mouth.

After a while, he suddenly shouted: "Haste as the law, pardon!" A yellow paper talisman flew up and burned in the air.

At this time, the coffin lid had been pushed by two-thirds, the shaking of the coffin had slowed down significantly, and the moon shadow gossip in the air had also dimmed a lot.

But I watched his movements, as if he was pulling, not pushing. Is there something wrong with this beard? But suddenly, many figures flew out of the blood gate, flying towards the altar, obviously the clothes of modern people. The people who were pushing the lid of the coffin were so frightened by this change that they all moved away from the lid. They stood in a circle around the coffin.

"What's going on? Isn't this the person who died in our village? I buried them all, how did you get here? This time it was the bearded man who said it first.

But it was evident to me that these men were not at all highly decomposed as the bearded man had described, and that they were originally a skeleton of bones, with only one skin on their faces, as if they had been drained of blood.

Next is not us chasing zombies, it is the corpses dragging us to fight, before there were eight zombies, now there are more than thirty corpses, two or three chasing one person, catch and bite, but they are obviously not as powerful as the eight zombies, except for me and Mao Dao were chased all over the hall, everyone else is very comfortable coping, and can help the people next to them from time to time.

Even the fat man's donkey's hooves could fly a large area, and he shouted happily: "My way has deepened, my way has deepened." ”

I don't know if the beard was intentional or unintentional, he took off the yellow charm that cleared the forehead of a zombie, pasted it on the head of a dry corpse chasing him, turned around again, picked the other head, picked four in a row, and finally fixed the dry corpse chasing him, clapped his hands, a done action, and brushed his stubble with his hand.

But the problem also came, all the zombies who had been picked up by him got up again and began to chase us.