Reborn Zombie Supreme

Mao Xiaofang picked up the bag filled with yellow talismans, money and other demon-conquering tools and hung it on his shoulders.

"Dig a grave?"

The two senior brothers looked at each other and said in surprise.

"It's definitely not easy to mobilize two armies! I'm going to take a look!" He didn't say a word. Three people who couldn't see through came together to involve two armies. There must be something in the tomb!

"Master, let's go too!"

"You..." Mao Xiaofang looked at the two apprentices with firm eyes and nodded excitedly, "Okay, but I want to explain that we may be in great danger this time!"

"We are not afraid!"

The two apprentices believed that it was dangerous to face the army and guns, but as long as their attitudes were low enough, even murderous villains would not kill them.

"Walk!"

It's just that the desert outskirts of Gantian Town are now surrounded by five thousand troops. Crowded with people, they carry guns and cannons to form a human wall. Ordinary townspeople hide far away when they see this scene. Who dares to get close?

"who!"

The lifting of a gun was a signal, and then more than thirty guns were raised, aiming at the three masters and disciples.

"I am Xiaofang, a long-haired man in Fuxi Hall, Gantian Town. I want to see the commander-in-chief."

Mao Xiaofang was fearless in the face of danger and spoke sonorously and forcefully, but the two apprentices behind him were weak. Who else in the world could face the dark holes of more than thirty guns without changing their expressions?

"Do you want to see the Marshal whenever you want? Get out of here! The Marshal has given orders that anyone who dares to delay the construction will be shot on the spot with a wisp of military law!"

It's no wonder that this soldier followed He Cheng's orders so loyally. At first, their team was closest to the barracks headquarters. After He Cheng killed 30,000 soldiers who dared to resist, 10,000 of them were called over to take charge of cooking. Soldiers with weak feet, and the work of disposing of dead bodies.

"Brother Soldier, we really have an emergency."

No matter what the three of them said, the muzzles of the guns stuck to their foreheads like gummy candies. As the master and apprentice Mao Xiaofang walked to the left, the guns moved to the left. When they walked to the right, the muzzles of the guns followed closely.

"Master, why don't we go back first..."

"not going back!"

"If you don't go back, why don't you wait here?"

"Yes, wait here!"

Mao Xiaofang was worried that uncontrollable monsters would be discovered by digging the grave. For the safety of Gantian Town, he had to keep an eye on it here.

Mao Xiaofang turned around, came to sit cross-legged on a stone under the tree, and Wu Xin slowly closed his eyes toward the sky.

"Meditate again..." Ah Chu muttered and sat cross-legged.

The soldiers in the distance saw that the master and the apprentice made no next move, but sat cross-legged on the stone. They cursed for a few times that there was something wrong with their heads and paid no attention to them.

As time goes by, the red clouds burn in the west, and then the moon rabbit rises in the sky, and the night falls like a black pot lid.

"Boom..."

Mao Xiaofang opened his eyes, stood up quickly, moved his legs and rushed to the front of the army, but was stopped by a gun as expected.

"Master Jun, has the grave been dug?"

"Hey! You know quite a lot." The soldiers were surprised. They had just heard about Commander Chen's group of deserters that they were digging graves. They always thought they were digging bombs.

"Please let us in. This tomb is unusual. There may be dirt inside!" How could Mao Xiaofang not know that the skills of those three people were superior to his own? How could there be dirt that the three of them couldn't deal with, and he was no match.

"Military orders are like mountains!"

The iron-black muzzle blocked the way.

Ah Hai advised, "Master, why don't we go back first..."

The Taoism is too profound to withstand bullets, and one thing will be defeated by another. Flesh and blood cannot withstand knives, let alone guns.

"Master Mao, why are you here?"

Mao Xiaofang turned his head when he heard the voice and looked at the visitor in surprise, "Captain Song?"

"Master Mao is traveling with me. Please be accommodating and let us in."

This time the soldier said nothing and stepped aside to let a few people in.

"Captain Song, how did you communicate with the commander here?" Ah Chu curiously moved from left to right, then from right to left, jumping up and down like a monkey.

Song Zilong smiled and said: "We don't know the commander-in-chief, but we know the adjutant. The adjutant asked our police station to cooperate in our work, so I am qualified to come and go at will."

Mao Xiaofang nodded after hearing this, and looked at the soldiers lying exhausted on the ground wiping sweat, and some soldiers who fell asleep directly with their hoes on their heads. Half a day ago, they were the masters of Gantian Town, holding the power of life and death for everyone in the town. Thinking of being a prisoner now.

…

The tomb was opened, and a gloomy energy rushed out, covering his face.

He Cheng walked in alone.

The sound of leather boots hitting the floor tiles echoed.

In the narrow corridor, He Cheng glanced at the relief dragon on the wall and stepped on it.

Click!

The mechanism is triggered, a saw blade swings over, and the buzzing sound is like a swarm of bees flapping their wings.

He Cheng raised his hand gently. The rapidly rotating saw blade was as fragile as paper in his hand. He shook it twice and then threw it back. The iron piece penetrated the wall and destroyed the mechanism.

Another step, another punishment mechanism, wooden stakes coming.

Boom!

He Cheng didn't move at all, but the wooden stake was knocked away and smashed through the wall.

Just walking forward step by step, he walked slowly through the aisle with a strong body that could only be looked up to despite his indestructible body.

Passing another secret room, the room was green and ghostly.

"It's been a long time since a ghost dared to be so arrogant in front of me."

He Cheng opened his mouth fiercely, shrunk his cheeks, and contained the strong wind. The wind moved wildly, knocking over and smashing all the God cards in the room.

He smacked his lips, as if he had tasted it, and continued to move forward.

Further forward is the burial tomb with countless treasures, including jade watermelon, jade Ruyi and other famous treasures.

Tomb of Cixi.

Eighty-eight sixty-four corpses of civil and military officers in official robes were laid out on the stone platform.

There is a dragon chair above.

He Cheng opened his mouth and vomited violently, and a stream of corpse aura spurted out and floated in the air. The sixty-four corpses of civil and military officials below began to inhale the corpse aura like living people.

A few minutes later, there was a corpse moving its fingers.

Ten minutes later.

All the corpses were resurrected.

Bang!

The corpse is naturally a zombie when it is resurrected. The corpse jumps up, official boots hit the ground, and the sound is uniform.

"Your Majesty?"

The zombies who have just woken up can actually speak human words. If they don't move, they can only jump around, with dead faces and exposed corpse teeth. No one denies that they are alive.

"you know me?"

He Cheng looked curiously at the zombie general in front of him.

"No, you can't be the prince! Who are you!" The zombies jumped over with their arms raised, and they didn't explain their intention to kill him.

He Cheng groped his chin. Although his body had an imaginary identity from the previous world, he might not know who he would bump into in this world.

"Aixinjueluo Puqi, do you recognize him?"

"It turns out to be the young prince!"

Wow, sixty-four zombies knelt down on the ground in unison. The zombies' knees were so hard that they made circular pits on the floor tiles when they knelt down.

"Meet the prince!"