I Joined the Chat Group and Was Treated As an Expert

　　I am really a Tai Chi master: "That's weird..."

　　Exorcism Dragon Clan: "How do you deal with the dead in the village?"

　　I am really a Tai Chi master: "It's all..."

　　Four words appeared on the chat interface, and then stopped abruptly.

　　Everyone in the group was shocked. This was obviously some kind of emergency, so he only sent out half a sentence, and then he was distracted!

　　Wudang Mountain.

　　In the hall, Zhang Sanfeng looked cold, staring at a corpse being carried.

　　Just now, he suddenly got a report that a third-generation disciple on the mountain was killed. The cause of death was similar to those of the villagers. There were two hideous holes in the neck, but the blood was not sucked dry!

　　"Master, this must be the work of the evil sect!"

　　On the side, the eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao had anger in his eyes.

　　"He killed an entire village at the foot of the mountain in one day, and now he ran up to our Wudang Mountain to murder the disciples in the sect... Please give the master's order, and immediately let all the disciples search for the trace of the thief!"

　　"You go down."

　　Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a moment, then said lightly.

　　"Master!"

　　Song Yuanqiao wanted to say something else.

　　"Go down!"

　　Zhang Sanfeng's tone increased, but his expression was calm and terrifying, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

　　"……Yes."

　　Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and other disciples looked at each other and did not dare to disobey. They could only turn around and exit the hall in confusion and resentment.

　　Wait until the surroundings are quiet.

　　Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath, called up the chat group interface, and used the built-in camera function to pinpoint the corpses of the three generations of disciples, took a picture with extremely high definition, and sent it to the group.

　　Then my mind moved slightly, and a line of words emerged:

　　"A third-generation disciple of my Wudang Mountain was killed. The cause of death is similar to those of the villagers, but the strange thing is that his blood was not drained! What do you think?"

　　Inside the elegant shop.

　　Ye Feng originally watched the group chat with great interest, as if watching a performance play, but when he saw the photo, he spit out a sip of tea on the spot.

　　"I'll go, play so big?"

　　The deceased in the photo is definitely a dead person. In this turbulent world, it is not uncommon to see all kinds of death photos, which are all over the Internet.

　　And zombies do exist.

　　A disaster caused by zombies broke out in a remote mountain village and was classified as A-level!

　　In the end, more than a dozen missiles flew over and directly leveled the mountain!

　　The deceased in the photo was obviously bitten to death by a zombie, but his clothes were in ancient costumes. Ye Feng couldn't think of any other possibility except that someone put it on him specially.

　　"This guy who plays Zhang Sanfeng is not a stranger, right?"

　　Ye Feng was suspicious.

　　Where did ordinary people come from to be so bold, dare to touch people who have been bitten by zombies?

　　That's a possibility of corpse transformation!

　　At this time, two messages quickly appeared in the group, from Fa Hai and Ma Xiaoling.

　　Dawei Tianlong: "Zhang Zhenren be careful! He was definitely killed by a zombie. There is only one reason for not draining his blood. That zombie wants to turn him into a corpse!"

　　Exorcism Dragon Clan: "The wounds are left by zombies. If the blood is not drained, they will definitely turn into zombies!"

Chapter Twelve Even if I die, I can't do harm to the world!

　　"evil Dead?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed slightly.

　　He looked down, almost at the same moment, the corpse opened its eyes, without any human emotion, and two white fangs stuck out from its mouth.

　　"Roar…"

　　It stood up straight, with dark nails growing out of its dry hands, and pounced on Zhang Sanfeng.

　　"Zombie!?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

　　According to the little girl who claimed to know the affairs of the world, there can be no evil things on the plane he is in. How can there be zombies?

　　Too late to think too much.

　　The zombies that suddenly turned into corpses have rushed to the front!

　　Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were dignified, he avoided the sharp fingernails sideways, reached out and grabbed the zombie's wrist, the other hand wrapped his infuriating energy, seemingly slow, but in fact extremely fast to point at the zombie's head.

　　"when"

　　A sound of gold and iron clashing.

　　Zhang Sanfeng's expression was slightly shocked, and he actually felt that he had hit a piece of pig iron!

　　"Is this a zombie?"

　　He turned his fingers into his palms, spitting out Tai Chi Jin, sending the zombie with green face and fangs flying out, but his eyes became extremely solemn.

　　To know.

　　This zombie was just an ordinary corpse just now, and even before his death, it was only one of the more mediocre among the three generations of disciples, and martial arts were commonplace.

　　But now his body is stronger than gold and iron!

　　The strength of its physical body is even harder than the horizontal alchemy bell of Buddha!

　　"Although I occasionally heard the little girl and Master Fahai mention evil things, they never had a clear concept. I didn't expect it to be so scary."

　　Zhang Sanfeng stared indifferently at the zombie and rushed forward again, picked up a sword beside him, swung it casually, directly pierced the zombie's head, and held its body firmly on the wall.

　　Rao is so, it is still not dead, struggling to bounce on the wall.

　　What really makes Zhang Sanfeng scruples is not the new zombie in front of him, but the source zombie that has already sucked the blood of an entire village!

　　"The most troublesome problem is..."

　　Zhang Sanfeng stared at the zombie nailed to the wall and took a deep breath, "There is no way to deal with zombies in this world, and ordinary attacks can't kill them at all!"

　　He was full of worries, if zombies appeared on a large scale, it would be a catastrophe!

　　Bring up the chat group interface.

　　Zhang Sanfeng sent a message: "As Master Fahai and the newcomers said, it has indeed changed its corpse, and Pindao has temporarily suppressed it. Now the question is, how to eliminate the corpse?"

　　Did the corpse really change?

　　This is a typical joke...

　　Ye Feng looked strange, he had no right to speak on this issue, after all, he was just an ordinary person.

　　The arrogant girl of the sky: "Actually, the question I am more concerned about is, how can there be ghosts like zombies in the world you live in, Zhenren Zhang?"

　　Exorcism Dragon Clan: "Sorry, although my Ma family's divine dragon pardon deals with zombies, it has family rules that cannot be passed on... and even if it is passed on to you, it is impossible to learn it in a short period of time!"

　　How lonely is Wudi: "There's nothing I can do."

　　Dugu Qiufei sat on the cliff, touched his chin and watched the chat group for a while, then suddenly turned his head and stared at the ugly eagle.

　　speak up.

　　According to the arrogant girl of the sky, this big eagle that accompanies him should not be an ordinary eagle, and it is unreasonable to live for hundreds of years!

　　"I'm afraid that girl doesn't understand completely."

　　Dugu Qiufeng remembered an old incident.

　　It is rumored that in the territory of Dali, there is a valley of immortality. There is a spring of immortality in it. People in the valley can live to be more than [-] years old, and their faces are immortal.

　　Since zombies can appear, the rumors of the Valley of Everlasting Spring may not be true!

　　"It's time to go to Dali Country!"

　　Dugu Qiufei stood up and strode down the mountain, followed by the ugly eagle next to him.

　　The chat in the group continues.

　　Dawei Tianlong: "The little monk has some Buddha treasures that can restrain zombies, but it takes time to transmit the past, I don't know if it will be in time."

　　The proud girl of the sky: "How is the situation now?"

　　The group was silent for a few minutes.

　　The arrogant girl sent another message: "Why did Zhenren Zhang stop talking, could he be in trouble again?"

　　At this moment.

　　Zhang Sanfeng is indeed in unprecedented trouble!

　　His white hair was scattered, his complexion was miserable, and he was coughing up blood. Not far ahead, a tall figure shrouded in black mist exuded a heart-pounding vicious aura.

　　Source Zombies!

　　Just when Zhang Sanfeng was asking everyone's opinions in the group, he suddenly heard screams from outside, and rushed out to take a look, just to see his disciple, Song Qingshu, being caught by a zombie and sucking blood!

　　And Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others were all attacking like crazy.

　　But it didn't work!

　　A sharp sword capable of slicing gold and breaking stones can only chop off a string of sparks when it slashes on the body of a zombie!

　　On the contrary, when the zombie flicked his arm, he was shocked and vomited blood.

　　"The sky is dead, I Wudang..."

　　Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply.