I was holding the Demon Thorn in one hand and the Crossbow in the other, and after thinking about it, I put the Crossbow down again. The coffin nails we used to make of mahogany were smashed with hammers, but they didn't get into the body of Angry Face, and the crossbow might not work.

Looking back, the two monks were still building the altar unhurriedly, and they didn't seem to have the slightest interest in the creaking coffin. The Fatan they built was very strange, it was different from the altar of the Taoist priest, but two things similar to futons, with a demon pestle, Buddha beads, robes, and some bowls for turning into karma in front of them.

I hurriedly said, two masters, that guy is coming out.

Monk Jinghai was very calm and said, give us three more minutes. Soon fine. He tugged at something like a cylinder, and a long scripture floated out.

The scripture was made of silk, only as wide as a book, but more than ten meters long, and he and Monk Jingyue dragged one by one, first entwined the two altars together, and then extended the scriptures to both sides and hung them on the wall.

I wanted to look at it again, but I found that there was a stabbing sound, and the robe wrapped in the coffin was torn open by the coffin board. The coffin board was directly pushed away with great force, and then smashed the wall of the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Zhang Wuren waved his hand, and a ball of cinnabar was thrown in, and then a red rope was thrown to me, saying, you left and I right! Trap it in a coffin!

I said in my heart that it only takes three minutes for the two monks to have their hands free. So he hurriedly grabbed the other end of the red rope, walked two steps, and stood on both sides of the coffin with Zhang Wuren, one left and one right.

The angry face corpse inside was still struggling, and the guy's hands were free, but his feet were still nailed by the coffin nails, and he couldn't get rid of them. Zhang Wuren twitched from his waist, and three red ropes the thickness of his little finger flew over through the coffin, saying, head, waist, legs! One for each and wrap it up!

As soon as the two of us exerted our strength, the red rope stopped through the coffin, and the angry corpse reached out and grabbed it, but it was smashed back by Zhang Wuren with a stick. The tantric iron rod was powerful, and the tantric runes on it were imprinted on the skin of the angry-faced zombie, and this guy was like being electrocuted, and hurriedly retracted his hand.

The coffin nails we nailed were so useful at this time that the angry corpse could not get up, even though it pushed the coffin board open. The two of us were pulling on the three red ropes, tense for their lives, and the three red ropes were like three steel bars, blocking the angry corpse from coming out.

Seeing that he couldn't break through the blockade of the red rope, this guy actually held the coffin with both hands, and suddenly exerted force, only to hear a click, and the solid wooden coffin was forced open by him, and this thing's hands were like two steel knives, and he grabbed it directly towards Zhang Wuren.

Zhang Wuyi rolled on the spot and yelled, Lao Zhang!

As soon as I pulled the red rope, this guy was staggered by me. But the angry-faced zombie made a fuss, pulled his hands around, and pulled the three red ropes hard, and with force under his feet, a stream of blood spurted out, but he had already pulled out the last two coffin nails.

After this guy got out, he grabbed the tattered coffin board and smashed it at me and Zhang Wuren.

The coffin board flew over our heads with the sound of the howling wind and slammed into the roof. The building of Yunji Temple is the kind of wooden building, and this time the roof was smashed into a hole on the spot, and then it fell heavily into the courtyard.

The wind and rain swept in through the holes in the roof and hit us all over the face. Especially when the wind blew, the countless Buddha lamps in front of the Buddha began to sway.

I said in my heart that Zhang Wuren was right, this guy is indeed a humanoid tank, I don't know if it will kill it if it is blown up with explosives.

I was thinking about whether I should delay the time when I heard a Buddha horn coming from behind me, and the two monks, Jinghai and Jingyue, had already changed into robes, holding the scriptures formed by silk, and stood on top of the two futons.

Zhang Wuren and I looked up and found that the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall was full of prayer flags made of silk. The prayer flags are all white, which looks very strange in the wind and rain.

The monks are very powerful. Especially when they have the home advantage, they can play this advantage by ten points. So Zhang Wuren and I saw that they were ready, and retreated again and again, hiding behind the futon.

We both put away the Demon Spur and Tantric Iron Rod, but we both had crossbows. Although this thing is not powerful enough, it always has the ability to contain it. Now it will be up to the two monks to spend so much time arranging the altar to be useful.

This is the first time I have seen a monk make a move, and in fact, this time I was very impressed by the two monks who dealt with the angry corpse. So much so that when I met the hundred-year-old corpse demon later, it was because I remembered these two altars that I barely saved my life. Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it for now.

Of course, the things that Jinghai and Jingyue laid out in two hours were not simple, and those prayer flags hanging from the wooden beams were actually their main weapons. The two men stood on top of the futon, each dragging four or five prayer flags made of silk, pulling and pulling, and the prayer flags that had fallen on the beams of the house fell sharply, wrapping up the arms of the angry-faced zombie.

Silk is soft and very tough. Although this angry-faced zombie is infinitely powerful, it cannot be used even if it is dragged by a prayer flag formed of silk. The thing had a piece of silk wrapped around its arms, head, and waist, and the two monks stood on the futon and pulled down quickly, lifting the angry-faced zombie from the ground on the spot.

I was standing behind them and almost cheered! The two monks must have studied physics! They must know that no matter how strong a person is, if his body is suspended and there is nowhere to borrow his strength, even if his strength is infinite, he has to rest.

The angry-faced zombie has no senses, only knows how to drag the prayer flags formed by silk and struggle frantically, but they don't know that the more it struggles, the more prayer flags will fall. In the end, a dozen prayer flags rolled the angry-faced zombie like a mummy, and even the speed became slow.

The two monks, Jinghai and Jingyue, stood on the futon, and although the weather was very cold, fine beads of sweat oozed from their bald heads. They kept controlling the prayer flags to roll past, and every time they wrapped around the angry corpse, the beads of sweat on their heads became denser.

I said in my heart that I was entangled in Buddhist scriptures, and this angry corpse couldn't bear it even if it was powerful, right? As soon as this thought came out, I saw that the corpse with an angry face was emitting black gas all over its body.

The black gas seemed to be extremely corrosive, and the prayer flags that were originally white immediately turned black. The prayer flags that turned black completely lost the toughness of silk, and were torn off by the angry corpse.

I secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly said to Zhang Wuyan, hurry up and think of a way, this guy's corpse gas is too heavy, if he sprays people, he will be poisoned by corpses in a few minutes?

Zhang Wuren squinted his eyes and said, find a chance to do it again. Buddhism and monks are not so easy to be killed, you really think that the above scriptures are vegetarian.

Sure enough, if you talk about the understanding of Buddhism, Zhang Wuren is much more proficient than me. As soon as he finished speaking, I noticed that the light around me lit up, and when I looked closely, it turned out that the Buddha lamp did not know when it stabilized, and under the light, the scriptures on those prayer flags also lit up.

I exclaimed, "it!" Is that okay?

Zhang Wuren said that the scriptures are written in gold lacquer, illuminated by Buddha lamps, and are the best way to subdue demons and drive away evil spirits. But this is probably the last resort of the two monks, Lao He, let's not be idle, hurry up.

The best thing we can use now is a crossbow, Zhang Wuyi said, now the angry face corpse qi is released, it is the weakest time for the body, at this time, if you pierce its corpse door with a peach wood arrow and vent a corpse qi, you will definitely not be able to recover for a while.

I asked him where the corpse was, and he said that there were three places: the heart, the eyebrows, and the lower abdomen.

Now the scriptures and the corpse qi are deadlocked, and the two monks, Jinghai and Jingyue, are also tired and sweating profusely. Zhang Wuyi and I were afraid that the two monks would be tired of something, so we immediately set up arrows and aimed at the angry-faced corpse hanging in the air.

The crossbow given by Colonel Di Ming is extremely powerful, and can be fired in a single shot and in bursts. However, although the rate of fire of the burst is fast, the power is not as strong as that of a single shot. The two of us used this thing for less time, so we all switched to the single-shot position, I aimed at the lower abdomen, and Zhang Wuren aimed at the heart.

The crisp sound of bowstrings sounded, and two wooden arrows galloped away, directly penetrating the black scriptures and burrowing into the abdomen and heart of the angry-faced corpse. This time it was different from the previous time when we smashed the coffin nail with a hammer, and the peachwood arrow was inserted into two-thirds of the arrow, almost piercing the angry corpse!

When the two monks were young, they had experienced a hundred battles, and the corpse door on the body of the angry face was broken, and when the corpse qi could not be connected, they drank violently, and the prayer flags formed by silk rolled and rolled up.

At this time, the two of them showed no mercy, and the prayer flags were layered on top of each other, wrapped layer after layer, until they were all used up, and the two monks gasped for breath and lay on the ground.

Zhang Wuren and I hurried over to help them up, but we heard Monk Jinghai say that we were fine.

Although they said that it was okay, Jinghai and Jingyue still rested for a while before they could catch their breath. I said thank you two for this time, if it weren't for you, this thing would have cost us our lives.

How do you know that as soon as I finished speaking, Monk Jinghai waved at me and said, this thing is only temporarily trapped, but if you want to solve it completely, there is only a corpse chaser in Xiangxi. If you can hold on, I suggest you leave now.

I was shocked on the spot and said, "You two are Buddhist monks, can't you even suppress them completely?"

Monk Jinghai said that no one could really suppress any of the corpses of the Nine Corpses Welcome, even Colonel Di Ming and other figures could only suppress it temporarily. If we don't compare to Colonel God, we certainly can't.

So you hurry, if tomorrow after dawn, find a place where no one is exposed to the sun for a while, if it has been raining, you must send it to Mr. Arnold as soon as possible, and deal with the corpse, he is the real expert.

I suddenly got a little impatient, and said that it would be a fire! Who knew that as soon as I finished saying this, I saw that the faces of the two monks Jing Hai and Jing Yue suddenly changed greatly, and the two of them had four eyes, staring at me and Zhang Wuren's backs, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

My hair exploded in an instant, and I looked back with a strange scream, but it didn't matter, I almost didn't scare my bitter gall, even Zhang Wuren couldn't help but take a step back, and then sat on the ground.

it! What exactly is behind us!