when reincarnation invades

Chapter 8
"Glutinous rice...give me...quick...I can't hold on anymore..."

It seemed that he was knocked back to his sanity by Lin Bin's two consecutive Nuomi attacks just now.

The zombie screamed in pain, and stretched its sharp nails towards Lin Bin, but it was no longer for killing, but for help.

Lin Bin didn't dare to approach, and hurriedly threw the glutinous rice on his body far away to him.

The zombie stretched out his hand and tore open the bag, the white glutinous rice flowed all over the floor, and his palm was scorched black in an instant...

Amidst the screams of pain, the zombie ignored the pain, forcibly grabbed the glutinous rice, and filled it into the opening made by Shaying Shura.

Hand after hand.

The glutinous rice stuffed in flowed out along the pierced hole in the back, but it changed from white to charred, and the thick juice smelled unbearable.

I caught dozens of them.

Until he grasped the glutinous rice with his palm, the reaction was no longer as violent as before...

However, his face was already distorted in pain, like a ghost from hell.

Pained for a long time.

Only then did he look up at Lin Bin, and asked weakly, "Do you recognize me?"

Lin Bin was startled and said, "Are you really Ninth Uncle Lin Fengjiao? How did you become a zombie?"

"This is our fate in this line of work, it's just a matter of time...what's so strange?"

Lin Fengjiao slowly leaned against the door, and said with a wry smile, "It's just that I didn't expect it to be in this way."

Lin Bin's face was dull.

There is no doubt that Lin Fengjiao is a well-deserved protagonist in the zombie world... But
Unexpectedly, even the protagonist has become a zombie.

But if you think about it carefully, the movie naturally has the protagonist's luck to protect him.

But when the arranged plot appears in reality, a slight error in the details may lead to accidents... What's more, the plot has gotten out of control to such an extent.

Lin Bin asked, "What happened?"

"If the corpse poison is not contained, it will spread very quickly. At that time, all my attention was on Wen Cai. Captain Awei and the others went into the mountain to arrest Mrs. Ren, but they were all bitten by Mrs. Ren. After escaping, they became Killing zombies, and then biting people all over the town... By the time I found out, it was too late."

Lin Fengjiao smiled wryly: "There are so many zombies, I was seriously injured...the glutinous rice is all used up, I...thank you, little brother, if it is later, I will be completely hopeless."

Lin Bin was concerned: "Uncle Jiu, how do you feel now?"

Lin Fengjiao covered her wound and said, "Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. I have been practicing Taoism for many years, and my dealings with zombies for so many years are not for nothing."

Lin Bin was pleasantly surprised: "So you're all right?"

Lin Fengjiao said, "I can hold on for at least another hour."

Lin Bin: "........."

"So... little brother, I have something to ask you."

"Uncle Jiu, tell me."

Lin Fengjiao smiled wryly: "My corpse poisoned my heart, and it's hopeless. I want to ask my little brother to give me a good time."

Lin Bin was speechless for a moment.

He came here to seek Uncle Jiu's help, but he didn't expect the plot to be so chaotic, even the zombie killer was about to turn into a zombie.

But at this moment, looking at the fangs in his mouth, and the nails are still sharp, although he has temporarily regained his sanity, it is obviously because of his hard practice of Taoism. If he is left alone, he will soon become a zombie again.

"Ok."

Lin Bin nodded with a wry smile.

Forget it... After helping him out, he hurried back to the town and dragged Lei Jun to find a safe place.

The world is too chaotic.

If you want to eat here, you need an army equipped with the most sophisticated weapons.

Lin Bin raised the Sand Eagle Shura in his hand and pointed it at Lin Fengjiao's head.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Fengjiao shook her head and said, "No way, your weapon is stained with glutinous rice water, but glutinous rice can only restrain zombies, it can't kill them, especially since I possess Taoism, if I completely become a zombie, at least it will start with a stiff head... you go In the house, there is my money sword, I can't touch it after being poisoned by the corpse, so I asked Qiusheng to hide it for me before he died."

money sword?
Lin Bin naturally knew about this sword...

The murderous aura is extremely strong, and it can be described as a sharp weapon for killing zombies and ghosts.

He entered the room.

Under Lin Fengjiao's guidance, he quickly found an old compass and a money sword made of copper coins that was no longer than half an arm's length.

Seeing Lin Bin holding a money sword.

Lin Fengjiao said: "This compass can detect the movement and whereabouts of ghosts, so you should keep it by your side for self-defense. As for this money sword, it was made at noon, noon, noon, day, noon in the lunar calendar in 60 years. , is the treasure that my master bestowed on me, after you kill me with this sword, I will trouble you...you..."

He paused and smiled wryly.

Said: "Forget it, the current calamity is beyond the power of one person. If I really do this, I will kill them instead. Use this money sword to defend yourself, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to escape from this place." Surrounded by zombies."

Lin Bin asked in surprise, "This place is already surrounded by zombies?"

"There is no shelter in the town, and the low-level zombies don't have the ability to seek blessings and avoid disasters. Most of them were burned to death, but in the deep jungle, the trees are dense, and the sun can't shine in. I am afraid that many zombies will survive. At night, they will be In this world, nowhere is safe... You must be careful, don't let the zombies smell your breath."

"Yes."

Lin Bin nodded and said, "Uncle Jiu, let's go."

"Thank you."

Lin Bin gritted his teeth, and the money sword stabbed hard into Lin Fengjiao's chest.

The money sword has no edge, but the blade seems to be indestructible, and there is a dazzling golden light on it, and it is easily inserted into it.

Lin Fengjiao cried out in pain.

Spit out a mouthful of black blood, and said with a wry smile: "Finally...Finally, you don't have to endanger the world...Little brother, I have almost wiped out the zombies in this city. You should hide here...it's okay, and you can run away tomorrow morning... run away..."

"Uncle Jiu, please go."

Lin Bin looked solemn, watching Lin Fengjiao's voice fade away.

He did not leave immediately.

Instead, he searched the room, found kerosene, and set his body on fire...

It's not that I don't want him to be buried in the ground, it's just that an ordinary person has limited ability, like digging a hole in a few minutes on TV and burying people in it, that's just a joke.

In the raging fire, I heard the sound of corpse oil exploding.

It burned for more than an hour.

Lin Bin just watched helplessly as his only savior was left with charred ashes...

Obviously, the corpse poison had penetrated into the bones.

Lin Bin carefully put away the ashes and put them in a cloth bag.

Thinking of Uncle Jiu's last words, his heart was heavy. It seemed that the next six days would be difficult.

The reason why the two of them were fine yesterday was probably pure luck, but if you want to rely on luck to survive the rest of the time, it is absolutely impossible.

Next, we must find a way to find a place that is absolutely safe.

According to the many zombie survival films and end-time novels I have seen before...

Lin Bin immediately thought of the police station.

It's closed, the door is high and the wall is thick, and there are enough weapons inside... Uh...

Lin Bin looked at the Sand Eagle Shura in his hand. In this era, this kind of gun should already be a hero weapon, right?
But at least the closure is true.

It is reasonable to hurry to join Lei Jun first.

Lin Bin put away the money sword and compass...

Before he could take a step, his chest suddenly felt itchy. He took out the compass, only to find that inside the compass, the previously quiet pointer was running wildly.

Then it pointed to the position behind the left side.

The needle tip was still vibrating constantly.

Lin Bin instinctively picked up the Sand Eagle Shura...

He looked warily in the direction the compass pointed.

(End of this chapter)