Three days later, the evening was the time of the Flying Zombie riot predicted by Lin Liqiang.

The Lin brothers took Zhao Feikong and the three of them to a utility room in the backyard, there was a narrow dark passage in the utility room, and through it, it was a damp and dark basement.

In the middle of the basement was a coffin with various esoteric charms that even Zhao Feikong couldn't understand, and sealed it with ink fountain wire. Presumably, it's the flying stiff inside.

The two brothers of the Lin family were already well prepared at this time, holding peachwood swords and gossip mirrors and other receiving utensils in their hands.

Although Zhao Feikong knew that Ming's Buddhist cultivation had a natural restraint effect on all evil and venomous monsters, including zombies, Fei Zombie was not an ordinary zombie after all, and it could almost be said that it was a big monster that was rare in the world in a hundred years. Moreover, it could cultivate on its own, Zhao Feikong didn't dare to imagine how powerful this flying zombie cultivation that had existed for thousands of years was.

Lin Liqiang glanced at his watch: "It's 8 o'clock, and I predict that the flying zombie will start to riot at the sub-hour, that is, around 11 o'clock in the middle of the night." As long as we can hold out until midnight, which is 5 a.m., we can hope to succeed. Because although Fei Zhuang is no longer afraid of the sun, the time of sunrise is when his cultivation will be greatly weakened, and we can take this opportunity to continue to suppress him. ”

Fu Fengyu let out a long sigh, and he had already begun to regret coming here. Mingyu is still the same ignorant and careless look.

At the beginning, everyone deliberately used chatting and laughing to ease the atmosphere. But as time went on, the night grew deeper, the tiredness gradually prevailed, and the basement began to quiet down.

Zhao Feikong looked at his watch again, and it was just after 10 o'clock. He was bored and suddenly asked curiously: "Since this flying zombie is so troublesome, why don't you think of a way to deal with it at once and completely solve this trouble." ”

The Lin brothers glanced at each other, and Lin Liqiang sighed, different from Fu Fengyu's sigh just now, there was a lot of powerlessness and fatigue in it.

He replied: "Although the Lin family's Maoshan technique is orthodox, after all, it still builds a family by raising and refining corpses, and has gone sideways. As a result, the Yin Qi of the Lin family is too heavy, and there are injuries to the yang, so there are not many heirs, and the descendants often have the five disadvantages of 'widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, loneliness, and disability' and the three shortcomings of 'money, life, and power'. The reason why we can still gain a foothold in the warlock world is because of the shock of this flying zombie. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly glanced at Fu Fengyu. Zhao Feikong immediately remembered that the Fu family was actually in a similar situation to the Lin family.

Fu Fengyu didn't react, but calmness was actually the biggest abnormality for him.

Lin Liqiang continued: "So, the Lin family has been inherited for so many years, I can't let it be destroyed in my hands! Besides, the hidden danger of flying stiffness is indeed big, but it has not reached the point where it cannot be controlled for the time being. However, once the Lin family is gone, it will be ......."

"You don't want to think about what the consequences will be if the flying zombie gets out of control! It's really selfish......" Zhao Feikong turned his head.

Lin Liqiang's face was slightly red: "My father died, and this family can only be supported by me." I don't have any outstanding qualifications, so I can't make the Lin family flourish again. But what my ancestors left behind, I have to keep it anyway. Until the day of last resort, you can only take one step at a time. ”

The atmosphere cooled down again, this was the Lin family's family matter, and Zhao Feikong was not qualified to talk much.

It didn't take long for it to be almost 11 o'clock, and the time for the Flying Zombie riot was getting closer and closer, and they gradually began to get nervous.

I don't know if the subconscious has played a role, Zhao Feikong felt that the temperature in the basement suddenly became lower, it was obviously a confined space, but there was always a feeling of wind gusting.

The cold air creeps up from the soles of your feet to the top of your head.

Tick......

What was that?

A drop of water broke from the corner of the coffin to the ground in the dim yellow light.

Tick......

Another drop of water fell.

"Water, how can there be water?" asked Lin Lijie in alarm.

Zhao Feikong's heart also mentioned his throat, but he didn't know why: "What's wrong with water?"

Lin Liqiang replied with a trembling voice: "Normal zombies should be placed in the corpse raising place, and the reason why our family raised this flying zombie under the ancestral house is to use the feng shui here to dissolve its ferocious aura." However, water seeped into the coffin, which was a bad omen. Most likely, the zombie has already been transformed......"

"What!" Fu Fengyu shook in fright.

Zhao Feikong's face is not to mention how ugly it is.

The only thing that can keep calm is delusion.

Ming Yu took out a string of prayer beads from his bosom and stepped forward. While twisting the rosary, he recited the mantra in his mouth: "Nam no Satana, Suga Doya, Araṇa, Sam Na Sam Bodha, Nam no Satantha, Buddha Ku Sen Ni Samarium, Nam no Sapo, Bo Tuo Bodi, Sam Taka Badha, Nam no Sadonam, Sam Sambodha, Ku Zhi ......"

The Lengyan mantra is known as the king of mantras, and the word "Lengyan" translates to the meaning of "what is strong". This mantra has great power, magnifies the light, can cover everything with the pure virtue of the Buddha, and covers the Dharma realm with pure and great compassion, and has incredible great virtue. The mantra is said by the Buddha's top incarnation, so it is subtle and incredible.

With the sound of Mingyu's incantation, the coffin began to tremble slightly, and the movement became louder and louder.

The Lin brothers immediately wrapped a few more circles of ink fountain lines around the coffin with their hands and feet, and retreated to stand with Mingyu, and also whispered the spell.

Zhao Feikong and Fu Fengyu didn't know what to do, staring at the coffin nervously, helpless.

More and more water seeped out of the coffin, and the entire basement was extremely cold, and Zhao Feikong could feel Fu Fengyu beside him shivering.

Suddenly, the oozing water turned red and bubbled out like a murmur of blood.

The paper talisman on the coffin was soaked with the breath of corpse water, and it had fallen one after another, and the ink fountain line was also tightened by the powerful force of the coffin to break free, as if it was about to break in the next second.

Zhao Feikong had already held the Yizheng Law Sword in his hand, so he felt a little safer.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang inside the coffin!

Ahh——!h

The whole ground trembled, and the howl that seemed to be the dying of a beast shook Zhao Feikong's head.

The three people who started with Ming Yu all took a step back.

The few paper talismans left on the coffin seemed to be torn apart in an instant by an invisible force.

The ink fountain line could no longer withstand the huge force inside, and it all broke after a few bangs.

The coffin lid rose in response, flipped in the air a few times, and with a bang, it fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a layer of dust!

Zhao Feikong finally saw the legendary flying zombie.

A skinny zombie with a blue face stood upright from the coffin, and when it slowly opened its eyes, Zhao Feikong and the five of them all took a step back unconsciously.

There was infinite cruelty in those eyes, and in the small and dark space, there was a chill.