Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 25 Master Ren, please let me go!
At this moment, Mr. Feng Shui didn't want to think about anything anymore.

I can only think about how to escape.

In the pool ahead is where the secret passage is located.

As long as he jumps into the secret passage, puts down the dragon-breaking stone, and isolates himself from the world.

Zombies have bodies but no souls, and they can't smash the extremely stiff Dragon Breaking Stone.

In this way, he is completely safe.

However, in the eyes of Ren Mu, the speed of the Feng Shui old man running desperately is still too slow.

Ren Mu was 25 meters per second, and he caught up in just two seconds.

"God is going to kill me!"

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind him, the Feng Shui guy didn't move at all.

Instead, like a bereaved dog that has lost its fighting spirit, it sits on the ground without any thought of resistance.

Because he saw that Ren Mu had already walked up with two boulders on his shoulders.

Even if he was wearing the golden silkworm armor, which was invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable to swords and guns, it could not stop the bombardment of the boulder.

There is a famous saying in Taoism: Zombies have intelligence, and immortals are invincible.

Being able to give birth to spiritual wisdom at the fourth grade of black stiffness is definitely a rare existence in a thousand years.

Generally, it is only after breaking through to the fifth-grade flying stiffness that spiritual wisdom can be born.

"Feng Shui guy, do you remember me?"

Ren Mu looked at the Feng Shui man who had lost his fighting spirit, but did not put down the stone in his hand, with a mocking smile on his face, and slowly stepped forward.

This Feng Shui guy, although he didn't show his face at all in the movie Mr. Zombie.

But in the simulator, it appeared many times, including two battles with Uncle Nine, which forced him to exhaust his brain and keep pretending to be dead.

Although all of this is because Ren Weiyong snatched his Feng Shui treasure first.

But this feng shui man used it to raise dead bodies to harm people, which is an unforgivable crime.

"You... are you Ren Weiyong?"

After seeing Ren Mu's face clearly, the Feng Shui man was trembling all over, his mouth was wide open, and the panic on his face was unbearable.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right, but there is no reward!"

"I can have today, but I have to thank you! How should I repay you?"

At this moment, Ren Mu suddenly felt a mass of anger burning deep in his soul.

Knowing that this is the remnant deep in the bones of the predecessor Ren Weiyong.

Face to face with the enemy, the will of the predecessor completely broke out.

"Master Ren, no, this is impossible!"

Hearing Ren Mu's words, the Feng Shui guy felt like he was going crazy.

He has lived for so many years, and he has never seen a zombie that can retain the memory of his life.

Is it because after becoming a fourth-rank black zombie, you can retrieve your memory?

This kind of thing is simply unheard of, and no precedent can be found in the Taoist classics.

The Ren Weiyong in front of him is a genuine fourth grade black hair.

But it is no different from the thinking of ordinary people.

If you have a grudge, you must avenge it, and if you have a grudge, you must report your grudge!
"Hehe, it's shocking, isn't it!"

"You buried me in the land of superficial water!"

"Using cement to torture me for 20 years, this account should be settled!"

Ren Mu grinned, these are Mr. Zombie's original plots, let's use them first, and see if we can make some oily water.

From the simulator, I know that this Feng Shui guy has a lot of cards.

"Master Ren, I..."

After hearing that Ren Mu is the master of suffering, what else can this Feng Shui guy say.

Although the former old man was intimidating and tempting, he gave a lot of money!

Besides, you think it takes too long to reason with zombies?

However, looking at the self-conscious Sipin Heizhi in front of him, his eyes kept rolling.

In order to survive, even if his lifespan is short, this Feng Shui guy is completely shameless.

Taoist priests can raise zombies!
Can't zombies raise Taoists?
He wants to live, not to die here.

"Master Ren, please bypass me!"

"I can raise corpses, and I can also read Fengshui. I can serve you as my master and become your Taoist slave!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to Ren Mu.

The Taoist kowtows to the zombies for mercy!
This style of painting is somewhat out of line with the vision of the world.

If it spreads out, this old way will directly die socially.

"Oh, there is such an operation?"

Hearing this, Ren Mu was surprised.

Originally, I just wanted to blackmail some oil and water, but I didn't expect this Feng Shui guy to be really talented.

"Stop talking nonsense, rob now, take out everything on your body, and take off your boxers!"

Ren Mu's words reached the ears of Feng Shui veterans.

It made him stunned on the spot, forgetting to even beg for mercy and kowtow.

This is ready to be the slave of the other party, and come to rob this place?
What is this!

It's someone who doesn't like you, but who likes what's on you!
Then in Ren Mu's eyes, he can't even compare to things.

It doesn't hurt much, but it's extremely insulting.

The Feng Shui veteran was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Ren Mu's cold gaze, and immediately kowtowed heavily to beg for mercy.

"Master Ren, I'll get you something right now, don't get angry!"

"Boom!" There was a continuous sound of jingling bells and objects colliding, and after a while, a hill was piled up in front of the Feng Shui guy.

There are everything on the ground, such as the soul-absorbing bell, compass, corpse-suppressing charm, copper coins, and Gu insects.

If it wasn't for Ren Mu being too cautious, keeping a distance of 20 meters from Fengshui Laodao, and not giving him any chance to sneak attack, he might be counterattacked.

"Master Ren, it's all here, please spare my dog's life!"

Ren Mu glanced at the old Taoist priest who was kneeling on the ground, weeping and begging for mercy. With a big wave of his hand, the boulder in his hand flew out instantly.

If it was yesterday, this Feng Shui veteran could still resist.

He even killed Ren Mu, after all, his cultivation as a fourth-rank Taoist is real.

It's a pity that he was smashed by a huge boulder for a round, and just now he burned his blood in order to escape, and was finally accused of backlash with a corpse technique.

The body is empty, even kowtowing is painful, how can I escape the boulder that is attacking so fast!
"Ah!" The shrill scream echoed in the valley, Ren Mu didn't bother to look at him.

"Master Ren, please, let me go!"

Feng Shui Laodao was hit by a boulder in the center of his mouth, and he spat blood from his mouth, but he kept begging Ren Mu for mercy.

After living for so many years, Ren Mu still feels so soft-boned that he feels sorry for his eyes even if he takes a second look.

Feeling overwhelmed, he simply threw another boulder in his hand.

"Oh!"

With the muffled sound, the entire valley fell silent.

This feng shui man has lost his begging organ, and his whole head has been crushed by a stone.

The red ones and the white ones flowed out slowly from under the stone, and they were too dead to die.

The all-powerful Feng Shui master who had endured in Ren's family for 20 years was completely solved by Ren Mu in this way.

"Huh!" A mouthful of heavy air was ejected from Ren Mu's mouth.

Although he doesn't need to breathe, he still wants to relax himself in this way.

At the same time, the remnants of the former old man Ren in his body completely dissipated after taking revenge.

Thousands of miles away in the ancestral court of Mount Lao, a soul card was suddenly shattered, which aroused the surprise of the disciples guarding the spirit, and then passed it on quickly, causing quite a problem.

(End of this chapter)