Wu Feng had no choice but to stop, looking at the movements of the grandfather with a curious face, but saw that the white-haired old man's fingers pinched a few times, and with the sound of incantations in his mouth, he knew where to get a yellow paper talisman in his hand, and it burned with a "poof", and the burning yellow paper talisman flew into the air, and after a while, it flew above the heads of the group of zombies.

The yellow-haired monkey suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, his eyes moved with the burning yellow paper rune, and he also looked curious, when the yellow paper rune flew to the top of the head of the group of zombies, the yellow-haired monkey's eyes also fell on the body of the group of zombies, and suddenly screamed in fright, threw away the rope in his hand, and jumped to Wu Feng's side in three or two clicks, and went all the way up its trousers, lying on Wu Feng's shoulder, his eyes were still looking at those zombies, and his eyes were all frightened. This little thing was just playing, and he didn't know that the zombies behind him were already standing upright, which is why he was so frightened.

Wu Feng ripped the yellow-haired monkey off his body, hugged it in his hand, and scolded bitterly: "You dead monkey, you cause trouble for me all day long, and I will cause trouble in the future, I ...... I don't care about you! ”

The yellow-haired monkey glanced at Wu Feng, then turned his head to look at the row of zombies behind him, and made a grimace with his teeth bared.

This made Wu Feng very helpless, so he had to put the yellow-haired monkey back on his shoulder and move his gaze to the group of zombies again.

But after seeing that the yellow paper talisman floated to the top of the heads of the group of zombies, it flashed, and then there was a slight sound, and suddenly the paper ashes flew and fluttered, all of which fell on the bodies of those zombies, and the hands of those zombies that were originally stretched out suddenly flattened again, standing there quietly, more honest than pasting a charm.

Wu Feng saw that he was in a trance, and his admiration for Master Zu was rolling in his heart, thinking in his heart that if he had such a skill as Master Zu, he would not have to be so exhausted when dealing with these ten zombies, and he was injured himself, so it would be over if he burned a rune paper directly.

"Stinky boy, the old man let you see a long time, you said what you want these zombies to do, and the old man asked them to show you." The white-haired old man said with a smile on his face, interrupting Wu Feng's thoughts.

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Grandpa Zu, didn't your old man just say that he could only let them kill people?" What else can they show us? ”

"Some simple things can still be done, you kid is an elm head, you don't know how to be flexible at all, the old man I say what they can do, say it! What do you want them to do? ”

Wu Feng scratched his head, feeling that his brain was indeed a little unable to turn, he thought for a while, and then said to the white-haired old man: "Grandpa...... Why don't you let them dance for us? ”

"Good!" The white-haired old man laughed loudly, "Then let them dance for us." As he spoke, his fingers pinched a few more times, and the fingers went up and down, but when he saw those zombies stretching out their hands again, they jumped in unison, and when their legs landed, they made a very rhythmic sound, and the movements were uniform, and they really looked like they were dancing.