"Fight!"

Qiusheng is right, if this guy really leads a group of corpses to attack the town, I don't know how many people will die. Wen Cai gritted his teeth and said.

People always have a death, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than red hair, even death can get a good reputation.

At this moment, Wen is not afraid, and he is full of confidence. Xian Qiusheng climbed out of the grass and walked towards Dongfang Village.

Qiusheng's face was strange, and he thought that Wen Cai was thinking too much. He didn't think much that he needed a mix, otherwise he would not dare to break into Dongfang Village, which was occupied by a group of corpses.

In the corpse raising ground in Dongfang Village, the corpses buried in the ground did not decompose, turned into zombies, and crawled out of the ground one by one.

The moon is very round tonight, and zombies gather in an open place in the back mountain, worship at the moon, and absorb the moonlight to cultivate.

At this time, a blood-red coffin slowly rose from the ground, and the zombie king of Dongfang Village was lying inside.

In the village, the houses are dilapidated, covered with cobwebs, and the doors and windows are broken, and they are collapsing to the ground everywhere.

Dark and silent night, broken lanterns, a breeze blowing, like human heads rolling in the streets.

The ground was full of skeletons, scattered skulls and bones, human and animal.

There was no minced flesh on the skeleton, and the white skeleton glittered with silver under the silvery moonlight, making it look particularly desolate.

"Click~"

Qiu Shengwen slowly walked into the village, his feet on the broken bones, the broken bones broken, making a clicking sound.

Qiusheng Wencai's heart was raised to his throat, looking at the vicissitudes of the street, and his scalp was numb. The two of them raised their courage and slowly groped in the village.

A zombie crawled out of the ground, Qiusheng was startled, pulled Wencai into the corner of the house, and stared at the zombie tightly with blood.

One by one, they climbed out and jumped back into the mountains.

Qiusheng thought about it and motioned for Wen Cai to be silent, and the two hid in the dark and followed the zombies.

They gather in the back mountain as if they had a purpose. As time goes on, more and more zombies converge here.

Thousands of zombies, the back mountains are full of them.

The moon seemed to be frightened and hid in the clouds.

The corpses stretched out their arms and faced the blood-red coffin, standing still, as if waiting for orders.

"Bump~"

The blood-red coffin lid flew away, and a hideous zombie wearing an official uniform appeared in the coffin.

"Roar~"

The Zombie King roared and jumped out.

"Roar~"

Ten thousand corpses responded, and a roar resounded through the mountains and forests. Shocking, shocking.

Except for the zombie roar, everything is silent.

"Roar~"

The zombie king raised his head and roared into the sky, the clouds were shaken away, and the moon emerged from the clouds, sprinkling silver-white moonlight.

"Roar~"

Ten thousand corpses turned and roared at the moon, and they opened their arms and looked up at the moon, absorbing the moon.

Qiusheng Wencai, who was hiding in the grass in the distance, watched this scene in shock. Secretly swallowed his saliva, the tide of ten thousand corpses is too terrifying, no wonder Uncle Nine let it go, and it is difficult to shake the corpse group with his own strength.

The group of corpses quieted down and absorbed the moonlight.

At this moment, a protrusion occurred. A white figure jumped down from the blood-red coffin and slapped the zombie king behind with a palm.

The zombies were like stones thrown out, and more than a dozen zombies were smashed away in a row before they stabilized their figures, stood up and roared, and rushed towards Yangcha.

Yang Cha had no intention of fighting, so he got up and jumped down the mountain by stepping on the zombie's head.

"Roar~"

The zombie king seemed to be greatly stimulated, roared, and the corpses moved in the roar, chasing the sun and leaving.

"It's not good, this guy really doesn't have a good heart, why don't you go back and tell the master!" Qiusheng picked up Wencai and ran, his face solemn.

This guy is going to lead the corpses to Lantian Town, and I don't know how many people will die by then.

Wen Cai didn't say a word, knowing that the situation was serious, the two of them hurried away, using their fastest speed.

To copy the path, you must rush to Lantian Town in front of the zombie group, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.

Yizhuang.

"I have a bad premonition!"

Ninth Uncle, Li Tianle walked around the lobby, on a whim, and had a bad premonition.

"Not good!"

Uncle Nine walked out of the courtyard, and Dongfang Village was relieved to be angry, and slowly approached Lantian Town.

"Tianle prepares guys!" Uncle Nine shouted, finally understanding that it was not there?

But he couldn't understand how the zombie horde, which had never stepped out of Dongfang Village, could be dispatched.

Li Tianle also sensed the approach of the thick corpse qi, and a large bundle of red rope, cinnabar, black dog blood, peach wood sword, charms, etc., were all stuffed into the sack.

"The master is not good, Yang Cha has led thousands of zombies in Dongfang Village to kill!" Qiusheng Wencai said loudly with sweat like rain and panting like a cow.

Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he commanded loudly, "Aunt Cane, Wencai stayed to take care of Tingting, and pasted the doors and windows with charms, don't leave Yizhuang if we don't come back."

Qiusheng went to call Ah Qiang to help bring all the guys, gather at the entrance of the town, and definitely not let the zombies enter the town, otherwise there will be endless troubles, Tianle Let's go. ”

Aunt Cane didn't have to worry about her safety in Tingting, and followed Uncle Nine to the entrance of the village.

Although Qiusheng was panting like a cow, he insisted on running to find Ah Qiang.

Cane Gu Wencai, close the door and close the window, as if facing the enemy.

The whole town was silent, the doors were closed, no one was walking in the streets, not even the husband was gone, as if he knew something was going to happen tonight.

At the entrance of the town, corpse gas rolled in the distance.

Standing here, the big shelf as big as the portal, with the words Lantian Town written on it, Uncle Nine was wearing the robe of the Heavenly Master, jumped up with the demon mirror, and embedded the demon mirror on it.

Li Tianle was not idle, and set up a huge altar.

"Stomping~" A sound of footsteps came.

At this time, Qiusheng came running with Ah Qiang and dozens of policemen.

"Help!"

Li Tianle threw a bundle of yellow cloth to Qiusheng, kicked up the thickness of an adult's arm, and a four-meter-long dry log, rose high, stepped on the top with one foot, and stomped the wood into the ground, so that the wood stood up and was nailed to the ground.

Draw gourds according to the scoop, and on both sides of the altar, two long rows of wooden stakes are erected.

Qiusheng took Ah Qiang and a group of policemen to place the yellow cloth, and Uncle Jiu got the demon mirror, picked up a huge pen, mixed cinnabar water in the bucket, and drew talismans on the yellow cloth.

After setting up the wooden stake, Li Tianle picked up the red thread, went back and forth on the wooden stake, and wrapped the rope around the Lantian Town nameplate.

Trapped formation, trapped zombies. Too many zombies may not be trapped, but there are better than there.

Wrap the red line, under the yellow cloth of Qiusheng Aqiang, Uncle Nine quickly draws the talisman.

"Ah Qiang, bring all your bullets!" Li Tianle felt loudly.

When Qiusheng looked for them, he had already told them that the zombies in Dongfang Village were attacking, and the gun was brought.

"Bring all the bullets!"

Ah Qiang shouted to his subordinates, he knew that the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to say a word when he came here, so he buried his head in hard work.

Li Tianle poured black dog blood, cinnabar, and chicken blood into an empty wooden barrel, and did not forget to pull a bubble of boy urine in it, ready-made.

He didn't dislike his bodily fluids either, pinching his vajra fingers and stirring them in the bucket.