Chapter 6: Lifting the Dead
When night falls, I don't know if God doesn't open his eyes, or if he deliberately creates Lang Man, since there are some signs that it is about to rain.
The thunder rolled, the black clouds were surging, and the silver crescent moon hanging in the sky was sometimes made up by the clouds, and the scene was gloomy and depressing.
"Something is wrong"
Wang Buer stood outside the tent, carrying a horn lamp in his hand, which was lit with butter refined from butter, and few people knew about this method of lamp oil.
Lighting a lamp, the ghost is difficult to get close, Wang Buer looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, and then he felt depressed in his heart, thinking: "Something is wrong, I am a little nervous, it is difficult to calm my heart, there must be a great omen tonight!" ”
Suddenly, the whole west wind blew louder and louder, and in the depths of the night, the rustling of the grass, and the panicked toads and crickets, seemed to observe something, and a few croaking of grasshoppers, that is, jumped and hid. Suddenly, all that was left was the sound of the wind and grass.
"Boom ......!" There was a roar of thunder, and the dazzling lightning shone brightly, all as if the heavens were angry, stretching out tens of thousands of silver giant hands, and rushing to the endless land like destroying the heavens and the earth.
Wang Buer's eyebrows twisted, he shook his head and felt a little helpless, and a cold sweat had secretly broken out in his heart, this phenomenon is not a good phenomenon!
After thinking for a while, Wang Buer sighed, turned around helplessly and walked into the tent, it was already more than eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the six big men invited by the old man Liang had already fallen asleep early on the floor, and they all slept seventy, eighty or forty thousand, and they all looked like anything. However, at this time, they did not realize that the crisis of depression had gradually come.
Wang Buer saw that the six people were asleep, and the whole tent was dark and dark except for the rustling wind outside, and the silence was strange.
What's special is the ancestor of the Liang family lying in the giant coffin, not to mention how weird this scene is, Wang Buer felt a cold sweat in his heart, and he took a look around the coffin of the ancestor with a horn lamp.
It may be that Wang Buer's heart is not resolute enough, he always wants to see the bottom of the coffin, and at this moment he is a little scared in his heart, and he doesn't dare to look at it, but he can't help but consciously imagine in his mind that the old ancestor of the Liang family is green and terrifying.
"I've got a wipe!" Wang Buer slapped himself in the face very unproductively, and suddenly his mind cleared up, and he secretly scolded himself for being afraid of a ball, isn't it just a dead man, and he is as curious as seeing a virgin.
"Scared!" In fact, it is just a sleeping pill that makes you think crankily in your heart by the hints of the surrounding environment.
However, some people try very hard not to think about the opposite, but they are so sensitive that they don't listen to the call to fantasize about those horrific pictures, so it will cause negative effects in their hearts.
Wang Buer mustered up his courage, and suddenly he lowered his head, raised the horn lamp in his left hand, and looked at the green corpse poisonous hair fungus under the bottom of the old ancestor's coffin.
Wang Buji took a breath of cool air, calmed down his nervous heart, kept himself quiet, and tried not to think nonsense in his mind. Since there was no problem, let's get some sleep first, so he went to his own bunk, put the horn lamp on the side of the bed, squinted and thought for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.
During the sleep, Wang Buer didn't dare to sleep too hard, he was groggy, the wind outside was blowing very much, blowing the tent cloth cracking and cracking, and Wang Buer also heard someone get up.
He was dazed, feeling a little groggy in his head, as if he saw a big man, he opened the coffin of his ancestor with his pants and poured urine inside. At that time, Wang Buer was half-asleep and half-awake, and his head was a little confused, and he didn't know if it was a dream or a reality, so he fell asleep again. But I didn't wait for him to sleep long.
"Bang!" There was a sudden loud bang, as if something heavy was falling to the ground with that sound, followed by several screams.
Suddenly, Wang Buji opened his eyes and sat up, his brain was still a little drowsy, he slapped his drowsy head heavily, his eyes were confused, and when he turned his head to look at the north side of the tent, he was suddenly frightened and his body was cold, and his soul was about to fly.
"Roar...!" A corpse roared and was deafening.
Wang Buer jumped up suddenly, and when he saw a scene, his eyes were stunned, his scalp was numb, he couldn't move, he felt his calves and stomach tremble, and he didn't listen to his own command.
I don't know when, the coffin board of the ancestor of the Liang family has fallen to the ground, standing in the coffin is the old ancestor, it is wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform and hat, dark green dried corpse, sunken eyes, collapsed nose bridge, dark green long teeth showing lips like sharp blades, dazzling green black eyes, a pair of dry hands with dark green hair, nails ten centimeters long, feet like springs, jumping and jumping.
And at this moment, the green zombie ancestor was already carrying two big men between his dry hands, with piercing fangs, kissing the big man's neck in his right hand, "click......", the crisp sound of bones cracking, bloody nose, shocking!
The other big man saw that the old ancestor bit off his companion's erection neck in one bite, frightened him into incontinence, and shed his pants, he tried his best to break free of the old ancestor's sharp corpse grasp, and his frightened look covered his face, and he shouted desperately in panic: "Help, help, little... Little master, quick... Save me! ”
The big man cried loudly for help, only to wake up Wang Buji from the fright, and suddenly he stared wide-eyed, and he couldn't care about the fear in his heart, watching the bloodthirsty scene of the green zombie killing and bloodthirsty, and he no longer wondered how it ran out.
Wang Buer quickly ran to the platform, he grabbed the peachwood sword on the table in a little panic with his right hand, and also picked up a bowl of black dog blood in the other hand, and immediately, he smeared the blade of the peachwood sword with blood.
Wang Buer's eyes were serious, suppressing the panic, he quickly pinched his fingers and sealed, and suddenly he roared: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, help the disciples, kill demons, protect the world, kill!" ”
Wang Buji hurriedly finished reciting the incantation, his whole body was surging, and he jumped in front of the zombie ancestor.
He turned the tip of the sword upside down in his right hand, the tower in his left hand and the back of his right hand, and his body bowed slightly, stabbing out suddenly, directly picking the erect neck of the ancestor. Follow "Zheng ......! It sounded like it had been pierced into a piece of iron.
The old ancestor screamed, probably because of the peach wood sword and the blood of the black dog, the zombie itself was afraid, and was stabbed back five or six steps by Wang Buji, and the big man in the hands of the old ancestor was also thrown out by it.
With such a big movement, naturally the other big men had already jumped up, but when they saw the terrifying appearance of the zombie ancestor's dry corpse, as well as the big man who had bitten off his neck and fell in a pool of blood, he showed a terrifying death of fear, and suddenly the big men all turned pale, afraid that their bodies were trembling, revealing a look of fear, and suddenly they ran away from the tent shouting.
Wang Buer looked at the people in the tent and it was empty in an instant, leaving only the big man who was bitten to death lying on the bloody ground with frightened white eyes, dead and blind!
"I wiped these stupid ** of their sisters, and they all ran away at the critical moment, how can I deal with the old ancestor by leaving me alone!" Wang Bu'er was a little panicked in his heart, the relatively green zombie was a zombie he had never encountered alone, and with his current half-level Taoism, it was absolutely impossible to deal with it!
At this moment, Wang Buji knew how serious the matter was, just now his sword had tried all his strength to repel the old ancestor a few steps, this level of zombie was not something he could deal with, how good was this, and I don't know why the old ancestor jumped out by himself.
"Roar!" Roaring with rage, the Zombie Ancestor seemed to be angered by Wang Buji's sword. Immediately, it raised its hands horizontally and jumped and jumped.
In an instant, it had jumped in front of Wang Buer, its sharp fangs protruding, and it opened its mouth to roar. The long green nails were already stabbing at him, with a green corpse, terrifying and terrifying, and the strength was difficult to resist.
Wang Buer showed nervousness, he didn't dare to let go of the atmosphere, stared at the big pupils, and a high degree of condensation of the spiritual sensitivity scripture, this is the most terrifying look at the terrifying appearance of this zombie ancestor, but he Wang Buer is not frightened after all, I saw his left hand, a few corpse exorcism talismans, and they have been shot out towards the body of the old ancestor. But as soon as the corpse exorcism charm was attached to the ancestor's body, it burned in an instant, and it didn't work for half a dime at all.
At this time, Wang Buer was anxious, glared and gritted his teeth, the peach wood sword in his right hand quickly reversed horizontally and vertically, blocked the green armor hands attacked by the zombie ancestor, and immediately used all his strength to lock the peach wood sword in the hands of the zombie ancestor, Wang Buer's eyes were serious, and he wanted to try to turn and praise the ancestor, and his hands were forced. But I didn't expect "Click! With a bang, the peachwood sword in his hand had already been broken into two knots by the zombie ancestor.
"I wiped it, the parallel goods given by the master!" Wang Buji was so angry that he was completely dumbfounded, but before he could react, he was knocked out by the arm of the zombie ancestor, and he flew upside down and smashed on the platform with a "poof".
Wang Buji screamed in pain, he felt that his waist was about to break, so angry that he was angry, and he barely stood up after the fall.
At this time, a big man rushed out of the tent, this big man was amazing, stared at his eyes and shouted loudly: "Little master, don't be afraid, brother, I'll help you!" ”
Hearing this, Wang Fuji finally breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly thought to himself, these bigwigs are not all cowards, at least there is a brave and decent warrior.
But when Wang Buer saw clearly the firewood stick in the hand of the old seventh brother of the big man, he was completely dumbfounded, and suddenly said angrily: "I'll wipe you girl, you take a burning stick to bucket the ancestors' chrysanthemum eyes, are you perverted!" ”
Wang Bu'er's words were not finished, and then the old seventh brother of the big man said, "Ah~~!" With a scream, the bones of his body had been smashed by the zombie ancestor and fell beside Wang Buji.
Wang Buer was speechless, rolled his eyes and scolded him angrily, but the seventh brother smiled at him honestly.
Wang Buji watched as the Old Ancestor was jumping towards them. Wang Buer hurriedly took out a small bag of glutinous rice from the small bag on the side and handed it to the seventh brother, and said with an urgent expression: "Seventh brother, go quickly, attack the eyes of the ancestors with glutinous rice, and hold it so that I have time to ask God!" ”
As soon as the seventh brother gritted his teeth, his courage was also raised, he took two handfuls of glutinous rice with both hands, and then stared at the big eyes and shouted, and quickly killed the zombie ancestor who was jumping over.