The weak king shook again, but he didn't fall yet—

When Luo Buzhai and Daddy captured it, it was very fiercely confrontational. And at this time, it stood there like a stake, allowing Xiaomi to pull and pull.

Grandpa resolutely watched Xiaomi drag the weak king, and a string of sometimes blurry and sometimes clear pictures quickly appeared in his head. A voice told himself in his head - wait for the best time!

When Xiaomi broke into the study and told his father that the weak king had appeared, his father had just realized the weakness of the weak king.

In Tibet, there are five types of weak langs: skin, flesh, blood, bone, and mole. The ancient books of the Central Plains Chronicles divide zombies into eight major species: purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering corpse, ambush corpse, and immortal bones. In the ancient books that record these eight types of zombies, there is also a wonderful method for killing zombies - seven jujube cores, which are nailed into the back of the corpse.

Grandpa thought to himself, the Tibetan weak lang and the Central Plains zombies are both gathering the grievances of heaven and earth, taking the dead breath of heaven and earth, and being born of bad luck. The methods that can be used to deal with zombies in the Central Plains region may also be used to deal with weak men from Tibet.

Come to think of it, there are still a lot of obstacles to doing it. The ancient book only said that the seven jujube cores were nailed into the back points of the corpse, but they did not say how to nail them in, nor did they say where the back points were.

When Grandpa and Xiaomi went out to greet the weak king together, they took seven dried dates in their hands, took out the date cores and held them in their hands. Fighting against the weak king many times, Grandpa knows that it is not easy to deal with it, but as long as there is one more way, there is one more chance of winning.

As soon as the seven jujube cores were held in his hand, Grandpa's mind turned upside down, as if these seven jujube cores had infinite magic power when they were gathered together. There are many images that have been in my memory and images that I have never had before.

When the bamboo slip was slapped away, the Huai Niu was poked into a bloody hole, and the millet was bleeding, Grandpa's fist holding the jujube core was clenched tighter and harder. He hated to immediately step forward and attack the weak king. But the illusions in my mind and the hallucinations in my ears keep reminding my dad - wait for the best time!

Indeed, making a move now is nothing more than letting the weak man king parry one more move or two momentum, which has no impact on the outcome of the victory.

Because the fists were clenched too tightly, the jujube pits at both ends pierced Grandpa's hands.

This small sting, like a lit sensation, made Grandpa hit a spirit, and like nectar, it made the seeds buried deep in the ground for many years begin to germinate.

He remembered in a trance that he had once held seven jujube cores like this, and he had also been pierced by them. He suddenly felt that if he looked up at this time, what he saw was no longer the full moon in the night, but the dense leaves of the jujube tree. Even the sound of leaves being blown by the wind sounded in my ears at this time.

Grandpa's heart suddenly became extremely clear.

Those scenes were the memories released by the alayya. In his previous life, he had seven jujube cores in his hands and wanted to use them against a huge enemy.

In those scenes, he not only saw how he used seven jujube cores to deal with zombies, but also saw himself copying scriptures in a simple temple in Tibet, he saw himself teaching skills to the master of the sea in a cave, he saw himself sitting next to a lingzhi to rest, he saw himself directing a group of people to throw a stone ox into the water next to the pond at the entrance of Thrush Village, and he saw himself standing next to a tree watching the parasitic plants on the tree absorb the sunlight and imitate it.

All kinds of scenes emerge and disappear from his mind in turn, and this epiphany seems to be a particularly long time, which makes Grandpa think about it for a long time; The time for this epiphany seems to be very short, and the blood on Xiaomi's fingers gathers on the silk, and before it can drip down, Grandpa has finished thinking about all the pictures.

Perhaps, this is what Captain Jiuyi once said, "A lifetime of death is like waking up from a dream".

Daddy's head felt buzzing, and too much information rushed in for a while, and Daddy couldn't accept it.

Grandpa shook his head and retracted his energy to concentrate on the weak king.

At this time, facing the weak king again, my father's thoughts were clear - Huai Niu just hit the horns of the bull, destroying the skin, flesh, blood, and bones of the weak Lang king, but it was still unharmed, indicating that this weak man king is not a weak man with skin, flesh, blood, and bones, but must be a weak man! The jujube cores that deal with the weak Lang King are not five or six, but seven, which shows that the weak Lang King has seven corpse moles!

Daddy was still not sure of his judgment. He secretly said to Luo Buzhai: "When the weak king turns his back to me, you can find a way to tear its clothes apart and let me see if there are seven moles on its back." ”

Luo Buzhai saw that his father's eyes suddenly opened up just now, and he didn't know what was going on, so he didn't dare to rashly step forward to attack the weak king, lest the father didn't know how to resist when the weak king attacked his father.

"Seven moles?" Luo Buzhai hesitated.

"Don't ask too much, just do it later." Daddy said.

Luo Buzhai nodded. He immediately picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground and tied it with a thin hemp rope. Then he picked up the stone with a thin hemp rope and threw it at the feet of the weak king when it was fast enough.

The weak king was caught by Xiaomi, and his flexibility was greatly reduced. The stone that Luo Buzhai picked up was bound by a rope and wrapped around the weak king a few times. Luo Buzhai pulled the fine hemp rope, and the weak king spun like a spinning top.

Grandpa's Alaya consciousness thrives once it sprouts. He remembered that in his previous life, he had confronted this weak king. The weak king can not only turn other people or corpses into weak men by touching the top, but also transform his body and transform his face in this way. This weak king has always been his old enemy. He remembered the thought of himself in his previous life when he held the seven jujube cores - to nail the seven jujube cores into the back of his old enemy according to the arrangement of the Big Dipper!

The weak king turned slower and slower.

A voice sounded in Grandpa's heart - it's now!

Xiaomi and Luo Buzhai saw a black shadow float by, falling behind the weak king. The shadow struck the back of the Weak King at great speed.

Tuk Tuk ......

Daddy tried his best to punch the jujube core into the back of the weak king.

Grandpa originally thought that the jujube core would not be able to penetrate the body of the weak king because of his lack of strength. However, when the jujube kernel touches the back of the weak king, it is as easy as an embroidery needle piercing cotton, like a wooden wedge piercing rotten wood, and like a nail piercing into thin mud.

This is by no means a sudden increase in grandpa's strength!

It's not that the jujube pit suddenly becomes extremely sharp!

It is even more impossible to be a weak man, and the king is as soft as mud in the flesh!

Grandpa thought of the only possibility - there was a small pit on the back of the weak queen that just held the jujube core! It's been nailed with jujube pits before!

If things go too well, it will naturally cause nervousness and suspicion among those involved. Grandpa can't get out of the way. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw that the jujube core in his hand easily entered the back of the weak Lang King.

Just when Daddy's mind was deserted, the weak king jumped out of the range that Daddy could attack. Grandpa had the last date pit left in his hand. The escape of the weak king made my grandfather even more happy. This shows that it is afraid of the jujube pit nailed into the back, and it also shows that the grandfather's judgment is accurate and reliable.

Millet couldn't withstand the power of the weak king, not only was the silk in his hand broken free, but there was also a deep wound on his hand, and he was also dragged to the ground. One of her hands turned into a bloody hand.

"Don't let it run! There's still a jujube pit left to kill it! Daddy shouted.

Luo Buzhai actually prepared some tools, but the silk net of Xiaomi couldn't stop the weak king, so he put aside the thoughts of those gadgets. When he heard his grandfather's shouting, he immediately threw himself at the feet of the weak king, and hugged the feet of the weak king with both hands.

Daddy immediately jumped forward and nailed the last jujube core to the back of the weak king.

Daddy thought that this last jujube core would also be easily nailed into the back of the weak king. But when the jujube kernel in his hand touched the last position of the Big Dipper shape, the jujube kernel actually jumped out. The first six jujube cores were all nailed down by my father subconsciously, and he didn't carefully consider the size of the gap in the middle, and he didn't consider whether the shape of the Big Dipper was positive or crooked. However, the first six jujube cores were successfully nailed into the back of the weak king. Daddy thought it was the result of the awakening of Alayya's consciousness. This action of nailing the jujube core is the first time in this life, but in the previous life or the previous life in the previous life, I may have thought about it many times, practiced it many times, and even tried it many times.

As long as there is no deviation in the position of the first six jujube pits, then the position of the last jujube core is beyond doubt.

Therefore, it was not a mistake on the part of Grandpa that the seventh jujube core popped out of Daddy's hand. There is only one explanation - there are only six small pits on the back of the weak king, and there are no seven complete small pits.

At this moment, my father figured out that it was inevitable that the jujube pits would pop out.

If there are seven small pits on the back of the weak queen, it means that it has been nailed to seven jujube pits. Then, it would have died a long time ago when it was nailed into the seven jujube pits, and it would not have appeared in Thrush Village, and it would not have appeared in front of Grandpa.

"Knives! Go inside and get a knife! Daddy shouted again. He wanted to use a knife to prick a hole in the weak king's body first, and then stuff the jujube pit into it. It is completely impossible to directly nail the jujube pit into the body of the weak Lang King.

Millet held back the pain in her hand, got up from the ground, and ran towards the house.

Seeing that his legs were hugged by Luo Buzhai, the weak king immediately spun around and threw Luo Buzhai out like a sack. Luo Buzhai flew up, fell to the ground, and rolled several times. The motionless bamboo slipper lay on top of his head. Luo Buzhai tried to get up with his hands on the ground, but as soon as his arms were straightened, blood spat out of his mouth. He didn't hold it for a moment, his hands went limp, and he collapsed on the ground.

Xiaomi hadn't come out yet, but Zhao Xianyun walked out of the door first. She didn't know what was going on outside. Perhaps hearing her grandfather's shout, she walked out in a hurry.

When the weak king saw that there was another person, he immediately jumped towards Zhao Xianyun, who was holding his stomach.

Grandpa shouted at Zhao Xianyun: "Go back to the house!" ”

The threshold of the Ma family's old house has long been modified and raised. Zhao Xianyun didn't feel any inconvenience when he stepped in and out, but now that he is pregnant, it is not easy to walk, and it is even more difficult to cross the high threshold.

She heard her grandfather's shout, realized the danger, and hurried back into the house, but when she reached the threshold, she was very slow to lift her legs.

The weak king hesitated when he saw the high threshold, and he was going to give up Zhao Xianyun. But Zhao Xianyun's action of raising his legs to enter the door made it see hope. It immediately accelerated and jumped towards Zhao Xianyun, and pressed towards Zhao Xianyun's head with both hands!