"Prepare live roosters for the crowing and blood." Ziwei said: "It's better for you to eat this cooked food to supplement your physical strength, in case he really changes, you still have some strength to hold him down." ”

"What then!" Tang Jiao was anxious, "There is no sale of those things here that Shopkeeper Shen said, both of my legs are broken, and I haven't even seen a shadow, what the hell is this place!" ”

"We don't have anything we need, how can it be so coincidental?" Ziwei doubted: "Even the glutinous rice is sold out, isn't it too abnormal." ”

Midyear Festival, the ghost aisle, all the things that can be used are gone.

I vaguely understood, and said, "He knew we were coming, and he expected that we would be prepared, and trapped us on the road, so that those passing ghosts would consume our artifacts and energy, and buy up everything that was useful to us, so that we could not cope with his next attack." ”

The use of glutinous rice is limited, the most grammed is the zombie category, he didn't leave it at all, all of it was swept away, what we have to face, there is no need to think about it.

I looked at Jiang Xun, the most important thing at the moment was that he must not be allowed to change, and said to Tang Ka in a blink of an eye: "Give me the red beans first." ”

He handed me a small bag, I lifted off the quilt, spread the red beans around, let Ziwei help, pulled the ink fountain line again, one left and one right, in his waist and abdomen, pressed down to the bed, and bounced an ink mark, followed by the legs and upper body, a total of nine ink blots from top to bottom to bind the person. In this way, if the situation is not satisfactory, it will be at least a time when he will not be able to get up.

The next thing to think about is how to deal with this battle, which is already at a disadvantage before it even starts.

After tossing all night, everyone was very tired, so we said that we would take turns to guard Jiang Xun and take a good rest before making plans.

Lying on the bed, soothing the sore muscles, the corners of the doll's drooping mouth and the strange song appeared in my mind.

The first three sentences seem to be onomatopoeia, a precursor to the sound of a yin gong to lure the corpse, and the last three sentences can barely be done to describe the appearance of zombie action, but what do those after that mean, it can't be just a meaningless ballad.

It must mean something.

I thought about it, I couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep, and when the time came, as soon as the alarm clock rang, I went to change shifts with them, and so on, until in the evening, someone came and asked me if I wanted to go to dinner with everyone and discuss when to leave.

The three of us went downstairs to the restaurant, because of a special day, someone had an accident, and someone locked the door as soon as it was dark. The driver suggested leaving early tomorrow morning to drop us off at our destination, and he was good to go back early. But last night, when someone was frightened and fell ill with a fever, several people with her gave up the trip to Dongchuan, saying that they had inquired and there were no other cars here that were willing to run long distances, and the driver had to send them back, saying that this place was unknown.

As soon as his words came out, people were panicked, and there were other people who wanted to leave.

I didn't participate in the discussion, I stared at the driver for a long time, and no matter how I looked at it, he was just an ordinary person.

In a short period of distraction, a loud noise suddenly came from nowhere, and the discussion on the table was simply cut off, and it stopped abruptly, and the people at the table stared at each other and closed their mouths.

[Qiang Qiang Qiang

Bang bang bang

Sound the gong and open the drum to welcome the new one】

The doll's voice rang out again, this time with a playful laugh, and there was no definite direction to be found.

I unsheathed my tart whip and looked around, hearing the song change its words.

[Guests come from afar with friends.]

Walk around the bazaar with white hands

You can't change it in a hurry

The banquet is not open at the beginning】

"What's that sound?" A girl got into the arms of her boyfriend next to her, looking horrified, "It's terrible, is it a radio?" Who opened it? ”

[Purple, white and black face on the road

Timidity and slowness stand in the way

Greenface knocked recklessly

Fearless of mortal things, the night is long

Although the hairy face is a defeated general

Come back to the bronze bone again

The round table is hung around

Delicious side dishes are served in front of your eyes

A blood-spattered high wall

Two of them knelt on the ground with severed limbs

Three heads spun on the ground

Four pierced hearts and saw lifelessly

Five stingers around the neck

Six corpses were scattered

Seven respawn companions

Feast on the rising sun

The scorching heat is gone

Peak loop turned to look up

Puxian goodbye reopening banquet]

The other travelers all showed up to see what was going on, and the ballad ended, with a burst of cacophony of music left with babbling and humming.

At this moment, there was a strong knock on the door of the hotel, causing a bunch of people to scream and mess up.

"Get out of the first floor, go back to your room, lock the door, and don't open it no matter who calls you! Hold your breath if you're attacked, don't mess around! "I reminded them out loud that the crowd was crowded, huddled together, and people kept falling down as they went upstairs, which was even more chaotic because of the stampede.

"Ziwei went to help evacuate, Tang Jia came over to help me close the door."

The two of them did as they were told, and we moved everything we could around us and put it in front of the door, but half of the door was hollowed out of glass, and it could easily be shattered with great force.

It was dark outside, and I could only hear some strange noises but couldn't see the specific situation, Tang Jiao and I were in front of the door, and a pair of hands penetrated through the broken glass. As I resisted, I kept knocking them back with my tart whip. Before twelve o'clock, it was still the day when the ghost door was wide open, coupled with the lack of rest, the yang energy on my body was weak, and the tart demon whip itself was used to deal with the spirits, and the damage caused by the activation of the magic weapon was minimal.

Tang Jiao didn't know where to touch a Western knife, and while squeaking and screaming, he slashed at the hand stretched out beside him against the board behind him, shouting: "What is this green thing, it's disgusting!" I don't want to eat cauliflower again in my life! ”

I really admired that he could still have such strange associations at such a time, and replied: "It's green zombies, they beat very fast, similar to hair zombies, but the range is not too wide, the skin is not so hard, you can cut off their hands by aiming at the joints, and limit their attacks." ”

Tang Jiao slashed down with a single knife, the blade was too narrow, and the strength was not enough, the blade was stuck in the crack of the bone, and it was shaken back and forth by the green stiff activity outside, and fell to the ground.

"Wow - Shopkeeper Shen save me!" A corner of his clothes was cut open by a zombie's fingernails, and I whipped it with a tart, and with a scream from the other side, the hand that pierced through the plank retreated.

Tang Jiao was shocked, covered his chest and ran out of the distance, picked up another knife in a panic, and said helplessly: "Even if you cut off their hands, it's useless, they can still move, how can we escape?" ”

I was also panicking, I had no idea how many zombies like this were out there, and judging from that nursery rhyme, this was just the beginning, he had to kill here, and we haven't found any effective means yet.

I'm afraid to take on too many people's lives, I didn't protect them when I was in East Salt Town, and I am now.

I took a deep breath and told myself over and over again to calm down, remembering the methods of dealing with zombies in the books.

When a person dies, he refuses to give up, and the yin qi invades from the soles of his feet and accumulates into the back of his head, paralyzing the nerves with the poison of the corpse, driving the corpse to jump up, and absorbing the essence of the living to survive in the world.

Low-level zombies have no thinking and consciousness, and their activities rely on yin qi to give birth to corpse poison, and the breath catalyzed by corpse poison is the cerebellum that controls the balance for us ordinary people, and in the same way, it also controls the activities of zombies.

"Tang Kao." I called to him and said, "Go and get some more knives, and with the blood of your palms, stab them in the back of the head." ”

At this time, it is better to return to the original blade to make a profit, Tang Ka agreed, and before he could run out a few steps, the blocked door suddenly cracked, I was caught off guard, and was knocked out by this momentum, and the next second I got up, I saw many zombies piling up in groups at the door, sensing our breathing, tiptoeing, and quickly crossed those debris and attacked.

Zombies are divided into several types, at the very beginning of alienation, the corpse is thick and yin, at the critical point of ossification, for the shadow corpse. Purple, white, and black are primary, basically the same, but the difference between the cause of death and the cause of death can be restrained by ordinary yang energy. The Green Zombie, on the other hand, is at the intermediate level, with increased speed and resistance, but is extremely afraid of the sun. Further up to the stiffness, it is already considered advanced, a body of skin and bone hardening is serious, steel is solid, thunder can not be moved, the knife can not pierce, one step can jump on the roof of the house, a little consciousness, neither afraid of ordinary fire, nor afraid of sunlight, in the daytime can also haunt. No matter how deep the cultivation is, there is also a flying zombie, which is rumored to be no different from a living person in all aspects except for appearance, and even knows how to use magic, and can fly to a certain extent, so it gets this name. If you continue to cultivate the flying zombie, it can no longer be counted as a "corpse", and it is rumored that you can become a "lug" at the highest, which belongs to a kind of half-demon and close to the demon, and the ability is unknown.

The spawning conditions of zombies are harsh, and they also need feng shui days, which is not common by chance, and many accidental ones are only expelled in the shadow corpse stage. In the past, there were more, but now, it is rare for most warlocks to see a purple zombie in their lives, and they know a little bit of Dao Yin and Yang, and they know common sense, and they can generally resolve it. But right now, there are more than a dozen green zombies around us at the same time, and there are more difficult hair zombies waiting outside, not to mention other low-level zombies, which surround and block the entire front door, giving us no room to escape.

Such a number can no longer be summed up by simple horror.

The two hairy zombies I encountered earlier were broken corpses, and their cultivation was broken in half, and they were weakened in all aspects, so I was able to burn them so easily, but now......

"Hold your breath and get out of here!" I blocked the blow with the tart whip and shouted at Tang Jiao.

He was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he crawled all the way away, and when a zombie was about to stick his teeth to his face, he covered his mouth and nose with both hands, stiffened his body, and quietly moved away from him, avoiding the bite.