I have mixed experience with Uncle Jiu

Chapter 59 Is the Aroma of Maltose?
Lin Sheng slowly retracted the Longyin Saber into its scabbard.

Several clusters of thunder and lightning that had not subsided still hovered around the knife, making the sound of stabbing electricity.

At this time, the royal zombie behind Lin Sheng screamed a few times, and his whole body crackled like popping beans. Probably knowing that he was no match for the people in front of him, he readjusted his direction and crawled towards the Daozhuang.

The foundation of Daozhuang is probably less than half a person's height, if you chase after it rashly, you may not be able to use your fists, this closed and low environment is very depressing.

Seeing this situation, Simu and Yixiu naturally refused to let this weakened royal zombie go. If they were allowed to escape this time, they would be afraid that disasters would continue.

What's more, Qianhe still has to wait for the matter to settle down to send the little elder brother back. If the matter is not settled, there will undoubtedly be more hidden dangers.

Lin Sheng wasn't very surprised that he failed to kill the royal zombie with one blow. After all, armored corpses are already strong in defense, not to mention that he didn't intend to kill the old royal zombie.

He will wait until the royal zombie dies, and use this Soul Nail to take it away.

At this time, seeing Simu go back to the room to get the weapon, Lin Sheng followed, and saw Simu took out a small steel knife about the length of an arm and threw it to Yixiu beside him, saying: "That old zombie is very dangerous, this one You better take the steel knife for self-defense."

Seeing the fearlessness in the four eyes at this time, Yixiu was a little moved and said in his heart: Although we don't see each other in water and fire on weekdays, but adversity still sees the truth.

"Then this weapon is given to me, what do you use?" Yixiu asked doubtfully while holding his own short knife.

"Hey, I can do whatever I want." Simu said, and took out a five-meter-long and half-meter-wide sword from the house, and while holding it up, he posed a pose and shouted: "Lin Sheng, follow me!" Come on, chop that old zombie into a mincemeat."

Lin Sheng worked hard while holding back his laughter, thinking that the four eyes were really one of the most manipulated horses, he gave the master a dagger, and took out a machete himself.

Really cruel!
Master Yixiu looked at Simu with a dazed expression and ran out with a big sword in his hand, and then followed after he was stunned for a while.

"You go to protect your senior brother first, your senior uncle's injury is not healed yet, that old fellow Yixiu and I went to chase that old zombie."

Lin Sheng nodded and did not object. After all, he remembered that in the plot, the old zombie of the royal family chased Jiale and Qingqing to the morgue because he was afraid of Simu and Yixiu.

Later, Jiale used the aroma of maltose to successfully fool the four eyes.

What an expert!
At this time, when Lin Sheng ran to the morgue, he saw that Jiale had just brought out a large jar of maltose, and was about to smear it on the ground.

"Brother, don't do this. It will be self-defeating." Lin Sheng pressed Jia Le's hand and said to Jia Le.

Jia Le seemed a little dissatisfied with Lin Sheng's actions. After all, he was also a senior brother, so he finally thought of a way to protect his uncle and Qingqing. Why did this junior brother, who was getting more and more disliked, come running over.

He also refuted my idea in front of so many people without giving himself any face.

"Then what do you think we should do? Could it be that you are stronger than Master? Can you subdue zombies?" Jia Le had obviously never seen Lin Sheng make a move, so he deliberately taunted him with such words.

In Jiale's impression, those things like catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits are only done by the older generation, which is not something that belongs to their younger generation.

Qingqing had seen Lin Sheng's talisman before, and knew that she, a black junior, had two skills, not as good as the little boy next to him who could only brag, not to mention that she also had some secret intentions.

After all, a woman who has traveled far and wide always has a yearning for capable people.

At this time, he opened his mouth to help Lin Sheng and said: "You can't say that, Lin Sheng is still very powerful, and he killed the three black zombies before."

"It's black, it's not that old monster zombie, hum." Seeing that Qingqing also helped Lin Sheng speak, Jia Le was even more upset, and looked at Lin Sheng with hostility in his eyes.

"Just listen to your junior brother, he must have a reason for saying that." Daoist Qianhe was sitting in the center right now, with the mahogany sword in his hand upside down on the ground.

The injury on his leg has not completely healed, so it is not very convenient to walk. Although the corpse poison on his shoulders is cleared, the pain probably has not been eliminated.

Qianhe is very aware of his current state, let alone the old armored corpse, even one or two black zombies will be difficult to parry.Therefore, when Jiale proposed to use maltose to prevent the old zombie from acting, although he didn't say anything, he secretly agreed in his heart.

At this time, after seeing Lin Sheng coming over, and seeing the scene where Lin Sheng used the thunder and lightning formula to kill the old zombie in Renjia Town earlier, he naturally knew that Lin Sheng was no better than those disciples of other senior brothers.

Therefore, he told Jia Le to obey what Lin Sheng said at this time.

Seeing that her uncle said so, Jia Le had no choice but to take the maltose back, and then fell headlong into the wheat pile in the corner, and let out a long sigh pretendingly.

Lin Sheng could only smile wryly at Jia Le's hostility, but according to the timeline, I'm afraid the old zombie is almost here.

Lin Sheng withdrew his mind, pulled the Longyin knife out of its sheath, stared at the wooden board on the ground without saying a word.

Qingqing asked curiously: "Why do you keep paying attention to the ground? The old zombie just wants to catch us, shouldn't it come in through the main entrance?"

"That's why, if you don't understand, you don't understand. Sigh." Jia Le on the side taunted him.

Lin Sheng didn't answer. The reason why he focused on the floor was because he knew that it was impossible for this cunning old zombie to walk in through the front door.

Because that would definitely make Simu and Yixiu find its trail.

Moreover, the old zombie was beaten under the foundation of Daozhuang by him, Simu and others just now, so how could he come in through the main entrance.

Although Daoist Qianhe didn't say a word, he was still a little surprised. After all, he had never been out of the house since just now. He didn't know that the old zombie of the royal family had been beaten and fled to the floor.

at this time.

"Boom!"

The wooden boards on the ground suddenly exploded, and Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat. Naturally, this sound also attracted the attention of others.

Lin Sheng walked slowly to the place where the wooden plank made the sound, and before he could move, he heard a crackling sound.

The wooden board under his feet instantly shattered into wood dregs, and a zombie's withered arm like bark stretched out from the wood dregs, grabbing Lin Sheng's ankle.

Lin Sheng couldn't delay in such a situation, he immediately turned the Longyin knife in his hand and stabbed downward!
(End of this chapter)