Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Su Wenting didn't believe her son could trap zombies, but she was at a loss to see everyone believed it.

What happened to his son?

Eighteen years ago, he broke his heart because he was a fool.

Even if I don't want to believe it in my heart, it is a fact.

But eighteen years later, his son seemed to have changed a person. Not only was he not stupid, he had mysterious skills, he was able to demons and eliminate evil spirits, get rich and get rich, and get married in groups.

In short, very powerful.

"Are you really trapping zombies?" Su Wenting asked for a long time.

"Really trapped it, if you don't worry, I will take you to take a look?" Wang Ping said with a vow.

"Don't look at it, I'm afraid of nightmares." Su Wenting waved his hand straight, rejecting his son's proposal.

Wang Degui, who has been silent, suddenly said: "I always feel that Erbao is ill again, or else, let's take him to the third hospital of the provincial capital for a review again tomorrow morning?"

"Poof ..."

"Haha ..."

Xu Qing, Gu Qingcheng, Qin Xiaoyu, Wang Fengxi and others all laughed. The originally horrible night was instantly filled with a happy breath.

It's not that Su Wenting and Wang Degui don't believe everyone, but what happened tonight has impacted their world outlook and outlook on life.

It turns out that there are really zombies and some legendary things, and my son seems to be some kind of legendary thing.

Something that can suppress zombies.

This night, the mountains were very lively, and various roars continued.

But in Shennong Orchard, it is unusually quiet, peaceful and warm.

Everyone took a good night's sleep according to the normal schedule. The next day the sun was shining and it was a warm and warm day.

After he got up, Wang Ping exercised as usual, and then checked his spiritual restoration.

If it wasn't for the strange energy produced by the moon last night, which caused the disorder of the aura, he has entered the stage of concentration.

Now his soul is extremely solid, no longer has a trace of cracks, round and tough, full of plasticity.

Only the last step is needed to condense the soul, get out of the body and have the most basic magic power.

"Tonight, we can definitely enter the condensing period." Wang Ping checked his soul and said with great confidence.

Today's breakfast, everyone is waiting for Wang Ping'an.

Not everyone is not hungry, but wants to see the zombies after having breakfast with him.

Zombies at night are terrible, and zombies during the day should be cute?

Because the zombies were trapped in the formation, crazy roars could not reach the villa.

So, after a night of rest, everyone has forgotten the horror of zombies.

Wang Ping'an is generous and confident, and feels that he can keep everyone safe in front of zombies.

Since everyone is extremely curious, let's go and see together.

After a meal.

Wang Ping'an took the crowd to the barren mountain to the east, and the zombies were trapped in the orchard at the foot of the barren mountain.

The zombies saw countless towering trees in the formation, while outsiders looked at the formation and saw only a common fruit tree.

Wang Ping's first moved away from the outermost layer of formation, everyone's eyes and foreground changed instantly, saw twelve strange patterns of flags, like a splint, tied a poor zombie, the zombie's mouth was still raged Stuffed.

No wonder this night, I slept so peacefully, so quietly, I didn't hear the roar of the zombies, but my mouth was caught.

The zombies at this time, with disheveled hair and sallow skin, showed an abnormal metallic color, and the fierce light in their eyes had dissipated a lot, struggling all night, already tired.

He heard the movement, raised his head suddenly, saw Wang Ping'an, and saw a group of people behind Wang Ping'an.

"Roar, roar, grunt."

The zombie cried out weakly, not knowing what he meant.

"Look, this is the zombie. When he was still conscious, he claimed to be a Bashan Taoist. Now that he is unconscious, he calls it a zombie." Wang Ping said like a tour guide to everyone behind him.

"This zombie is so pitiful, his clothes are all torn, I don't know how to change one!"

"It's too stinky, I don't know how to change my clothes when I take a bath.

"What about his fangs? What about his claws? I see in the zombie film, the zombies inside are much cleaner than him. This zombie is too miserable, there is no zombie-like ... right, right, there are few An official uniform of the Qing Dynasty! "

Everyone talks about zombies like tourists in a museum.

The zombie shook his head, struggling violently, and continued to make a series of blurry voices: "Roar, roar, gurgle."

"Stop calling, call me and beat you!" Wang Ping raised his fist and threatened.

Wang Fengxi reminded: "Brother, I think it seems awake, and want to talk, you take out the rag in its mouth."

"Uh huh, huh." The zombies nodded again and again, indicating what this meant.

"Huh, that rag is too dirty, so I won't help it off." Wang Ping'an shook his head in disgust, rejecting his sister's proposal.

It was still Qin Xiaoyu who was clever, found a branch, gathered in front of the zombie, and pulled out the rag in his mouth.

"Poof, it's stinky." The zombie spit out something violently, sighing like a new life.

The person behind Wang Pingping was startled and took a few steps back instantly.

"Yeah, this zombie actually speaks? Isn't this acting on TV! Will this zombie act?" This is Wang Degui's voice. He has been more authentic than the zombie in the TV series.

"Is it really stinky? It's interesting, haha." Su Wenting deserves to be an excellent people's teacher, and his acceptance ability is strong. Not only is he not afraid of zombies, but also finds it interesting.

As for Qin Xiaoyu, throw away the branches and solemnly said to the zombie: "You owe me a favor, you have to remember."

"I'm ... well, I accept your love." The zombie spit out something again and put on a dead face, said reluctantly.

Qin Xiaoyu grinned loudly when he heard the zombie's answer, and felt that the investment was profitable.

Wang Ping'an faced the zombie and asked, "Your sanity has recovered? Have you not completely reduced to a dead body?"

"It's temporarily restored ... but I don't know when I will fall into a crazy state again." The zombie answered honestly, suddenly his eyes lit up and asked, "Remember that you told me before, this method of resurrection is not good for me. , There is a big problem later. Since you see it, is there a way to solve it? "

"Yes, but it's too difficult. You are a ninety-nine person who has died. It's too difficult to restore to the same level as ordinary people."

"Help me, please help me, I don't want to live this kind of beast-like life anymore, I can't control when I get crazy, I have always been scared, I am afraid of going into a mountain village and killing when I am crazy Too many ordinary villagers. "

"Why should I help you? Isn't it good to kill you? You're quite valuable now ... Well, by coincidence, the person in charge of the office called me and maybe they knew I caught the zombie , Let me hand you over. "

Wang Ping said, connected the phone.