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"You will follow me to collect the zombie in a while, and if my guess is correct, the king is also going, right?"

Gilibal sneered and flattered, "You know that, too? ”

I ignored his embarrassment, didn't answer his words, and arranged directly: "You two are responsible for protecting the king, just leave the zombie to me, let people prepare the oil and burn him clean."

Gillibal immediately responded, "Yes, burn him clean, so as not to spread it and ruin King Du Yu's reputation." ”

He thought it through. Actually, he's right, in this situation, there is no better choice than to do it.

It is impossible for the turtle spirit to want a black charcoal ghost-like skin, and in everyone's minds, King Du Yu has turned into an immortal, so it cannot be said that the zombie is King Du Yu, otherwise, King Du Yu's image in people's minds will be greatly damaged. I think that's what the turtle spirit doesn't want to see. In that case, it is better to completely wipe out the zombies.

The way he looks now should be caused by an accident last time when he didn't burn through. I don't know what kind of coincidence it was, the zombie actually returned to the palace of the king of Shu, and he never forgot to go to his own dormitory.

Perhaps, he did not think that he was dead, and that he was just going there to revisit the old place; Or does he also have the same obsession as the turtle spirit and want to find his soul? I have no way of knowing, and unless the zombie speaks to me, I'm afraid it's going to be a permanent mystery.

It's just that one thing makes me curious, does the physical body have spirituality? How do you know that you are nocturnal and have to hide in the water to cover up the smell?

"Mage, what else do you need besides fire oil? I'll tell them to get ready to go. Gilibal asked acutely.

I shook my head, and he suddenly remembered and asked me, "By the way, where are we going to catch it?" ”

I smiled faintly, "Monkey Mountain." ”

Gilibal's pupils widened in surprise, "Why there?" ”

Lamba looked at me puzzled, and I smiled, "Didn't you notice that there were water stains on the ground?" ”

"Huh? It was so dark last night, I didn't pay attention! ”

"The water is reflective."

"Oh," Lamba realized, "I see. ”

Gilibal scratched his head and said, "Don't say it, I really found some mud marks on the ground in front of the dormitory this morning, but I didn't think about it?" Are you sure, Master? How sure are you? ”

I blinked, glancing at him in disgust, "What do you say?" ”

Lamba leaned over and slapped him on the back, "Nonsense, I'm not sure, does the mage dare to stir up the crowd like this?" ”

Gillibal was beaten to a shrunken neck, clenched his fists and said, "I was wrong. I'll arrange to go, let's see you at Monkey Mountain.

I nodded and watched him hurry out the door.

As soon as he turned around, he crashed into Lamba's melancholy eyes. He pursed his lips, flashed his eyes, and said in awe, "Liang Li, is she really okay?"

I looked at him fixedly, not knowing what to answer. After a long time, I sighed and said, "I'm sure she'll be fine." Sometimes, believing is also a strength. ”

His lips pursed even tighter, his eyes turned red, and he nodded, "Okay, then I believe it too."

I stood up and silently patted him on the shoulder, "It's almost time, let's get over too." ”

When I arrived at Monkey Mountain, there were three layers of guards inside, the first guard had a bucket of fire oil, the back one held a fire fold, and the last layer held a bow and arrow, with a posture of being ready for battle.

The turtle spirit was really bold, and he didn't flinch at all, and sat at the front, and Gilibal stood aside with a full moon scimitar in his hand.

Seeing that I was coming, Gilibal hurriedly saluted me, "Master, everything is ready, the king is not afraid of danger, and insists on watching the battle." ”

I hurriedly stepped forward and saw the King of Shu with my hands folded.

The turtle spirit also learned from me to put my hands together and said: "Immortal, I have heard what happened last night to Gillibal, it is really hard for you." ”

I bowed my head lightly and said indifferently, "You're polite."

I walked to the edge of the canal, beckoned Lamba over, and said, "Borrow the bronze bell of the great wizard." ”

Lamba was stunned for a moment, and immediately took the copper bell from his bosom and handed it to me. I shook my head, pointed to the water in the ditch, and said to him, "Come." He unsheathed Kun and held it in his hand.

Moving to the top of the rockery, looking around the ditch, and making sure that everyone was ready, he made a gesture to Lamba.

Lambaro hesitated, then put the bell into the water, and then looked up at me uncertainly, and I nodded to show that he had done the right thing, and he shook the bell in a certain rhythm as if relieved.

I closed my eyes and watched, and the shock wave generated by the copper bell in the water was like a wave, and soon the entire water surface was turbulent, and the two sides of the wave collided and set off a huge wave.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and a splash of water more than a foot high rose in the ditch on the left hand, and a black shadow jumped out of it, carrying a ray of water light and heading straight for the turtle spirit.

Everyone exclaimed, and froze in place, but no one remembered the oil splashing, and they all stood like wooden chickens, looking at everything that happened like wooden chickens, like wood carvings and clay sculptures, as if they were stupid.

Ben didn't expect them to help him prepare the oil, but he didn't want to set fire to it in front of the turtle spirit, so that he, a fragile and suspicious person, would think about me and Black Coke.

More is better than less, although it is excusable to burn his body, there is always some unwillingness to go away, but now there is no other way to redeem it. And the existence of the black coke is indeed a threat to the current turtle spirit. Destroying the black charcoal of the corpse transformation can be regarded as making up for it.

Before the black charcoal touched the turtle spirit, I teleported over, kicked him away in the middle of the way with a volley, and then bullied him over, rounding Kun Lun, and made a thousand strokes between breaths, and for a while, the black rain fell one after another.

I didn't expect this black coke to be really tenacious, and after each piece of black meat fell to the ground, it was like a life, and it gathered together as if it had long legs, and it was about to gather into a human shape again.

I shouted, "Fire oil! The guards hurriedly poured buckets of fire oil over as if they had just woken up from a dream, and not only was their hands fast, but a sparkling fire broke out in a long arc and flew over, and at the moment of contact with the oil oil, it burst into flames with a pop.

For a while, the fire was in the sky, and the body howled and struggled to walk in the flames, and the voice was terrible and creepy.

This zombie is really evil, burned for nearly an hour, seeing that the flames are getting smaller and smaller, the black coke not only did not fall, but became stronger like a rebirth, waving his arms to the sky and roaring, suddenly the wind was fierce, flying sand and stones, and people couldn't open their eyes.