Reborn Zombie Supreme

Boom!

A corpse fell from a height, and a burst of dust rose.

The corpse had a blue face, black eyes and white lips.

The blood was drained, and the skin was skinny and wrinkled.

A suit of clothes was wrapped around the body like a child stealing an adult's robe.

"Human blood has no effect anymore"

He Cheng reluctantly moved his fingers.

【Physique】+3

At this point it is stuck again, only the blood of high cultivation is of use.

Nintendo yelled at him from below, picked up the body and walked into the house.

Nintendo, who had lost his interest, began to breed zombies in addition to biting people. However, he couldn't understand why other zombies were afraid of light, so the newly bred zombies were dragged out by him and immediately turned into ashes.

Nintendo is still enjoying it.

"If you are not afraid of Taoism, maybe you should try your hand at masters like Uncle Jiu and drink a few sips of their blood."

Fugui Town is not close to here. People live and die in temples, so it's easy to lose everything when you go there.

"It's better to find Mamadi first!"

"Nintendo, let's hit the road, this time go directly to Renjia Village!"

Nintendo roared and dragged the two zombies out. The zombies were wailing and struggling in his hands. Unfortunately, the zombies couldn't speak and were burned to ashes by the sun as soon as they stepped out.

Boom!

Boom!

Stiff line, disaster is coming!

…

The monks and Taoists lived next to each other. In the courtyard, a sad-faced young man walked unsteadily on his horse.

There were two people walking side by side from a distance, wearing long robes. One of them had a face that was calm and unpretentious with a unibrow, and the other was wearing Western glass glasses. He was thin and tall but had a somewhat aristocratic air.

"Wen Cai, where is Jia Le?"

"Master, Master"

The boy who was walking in zamabu replied.

"Senior Brother Jiale and Qingqing went to the river to catch fish."

"This brat!"

Staring, he turned around and walked towards the river.

Uncle Jiu said: "Wen Cai, take a rest."

"Yes, Master"

Wencai collapsed on the ground, wiped his sweat and shouted that I was exhausted.

Uncle Jiu smiled slightly when he saw this. Although literary talent and clumsiness are not the material for Taoism, diligence can make up for it.

Besides, he didn't want Wen Cai to become a great master. He just wanted him to be safe under his protection. It would be enough for him to show his mourning when he died.

After a while, the sound of cursing and cursing accompanied by Jia Le's begging for mercy came from far and near.

"Master, master, I will definitely practice hard in the future!"

"Taoist Priest, I'm going back to prepare food first."

Qingqing awkwardly said goodbye to her four eyes, nodded to Uncle Jiu, and returned to the thatched house next door with small steps.

Then Master Yixiu's voice came again: "Qingqing, you are still young, don't be in a hurry to do this."

"Oh, Master~!"

It is obvious what the two secretly went to the river for.

"Junior brother, the child has grown up, don't control it too strictly, and I think Qingqing's child is not bad."

Uncle Jiu advised.

Each disciple should be disciplined by himself, and it is a bad rule for others to interfere without permission.

"Yes, master, my uncle is right."

"Hmph! I'll deal with you later."

He looked away from the fingers that were holding Jiale's ears, sat down and took a sip of tea to soothe his throat.

"Senior brother, what did I say before? Why don't you take care of the Yizhuang in Renjia Town? I don't like crowded places. It's just the right place for you to stay. We are close and can take care of each other, at least not It would be like..."

Uncle Jiu interrupted him: "Okay, I'll go take a look later!"

He raised his eyes and looked at the sullen Uncle Jiu. "I still want to interject, are you really not going to solve the problem? If the zombies come out to harm people, the consequences..."

"I haven't thought about it yet. Although Taoist Fellow Mao Shanming has turned into a zombie, he still has human consciousness. And with him around, the zombies should not dare to come out."

At this moment, a paper crane flew in staggeringly and fell into the hands of Shimu.

He opened the paper crane with four eyes, stuffed it into Uncle Jiu's hand and said, "It's Mamadi. He said there were zombies in Renjia Village, and some people died during the day. He begged me openly, but secretly he wanted you to go away." "

"It won't be too late, I'll go right away!"

When it comes to zombies harming people, it is naturally not something to be trifled with.

Uncle Jiu grabbed the yellow paper umbrella and enshrined the yellow paper, cinnabar, peach wood sword, fly whisk, etc. in front of the statue of the ancestor.

Put on the golden Taoist robe, put on the Bagua mirror, talisman arrows, tighten the belt, and get ready.

Simu said, "I'll go too."

"You still have business in Renjiazhen? Go and finish the business first. Don't rush for a day or two."

"good"

He set off after instructing his apprentice Wen Cai to be obedient and to go to Master Yixiu if he had any questions.

It was getting dark when Uncle Jiu received the paper crane. He hurried on all night, and when he saw that he was approaching Renjia Village, it was already dawn.

As soon as they entered the woods close to Renjia Village, they heard a sound not far away.

Boom!

Boom!

The movement was like a piece of pig iron hitting the ground.

In the distance, two zombies jumped out of Renjia Village and entered the woods.

The one in front is a black man wearing a Western doctor's white robe. His teeth are as thick as a pickaxe that cracks stone, rough and ferocious. He is over six feet tall and looks like a black iron tower. There were blood stains on the corners of the white robe, obviously not long after taking blood.

Behind him are old ghost zombies wearing Qing Dynasty shrouds.

At first glance, he must have been sixty or seventy years old when he died. His body was stooped and his complexion was pale. He looked very much like the person who had just died. It was impossible to tell the type.

In broad daylight, two zombies were not afraid of the sun and marched forward boldly!

"This is definitely the zombie we were talking about! The zombie is not afraid of sunlight, so weird!"

His eyes moved, and his plan came to his mind.

…

After searching all night and failing to find Mamadi, He Cheng also gave up. It was estimated that Mamadi had left long ago. He planned to rush to find Shimu and Ikkyu during the day. People can move, but temples are hard to move. This time, it is impossible to escape. .

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly came from behind.

The two stopped and saw a "zombie" with a bruised nose and swollen face running towards them in panic.

The "zombie" stepped on the ground and fell to the ground, revealing the talisman arrows behind it.

Nintendo is a warm-hearted zombie. Finally, he saw a zombie other than them that could move during the day. He was overjoyed and came over.

The "zombie" said in jerky corpse language that a Taoist priest in Taoist robes was chasing him. It turned out that he had just turned into a zombie, so he was beaten to pieces.

He Chengke recognized it at a glance. This was his "old acquaintance" Uncle Jiu.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for many days, his abilities have improved a lot. Compared to the day we met in Fugui Town, Uncle Jiu is now nearly level 39, but his hair is pale and his face is much older.

Is it faster for Taoist priests to upgrade than zombies to fight monsters? I wonder what adventures he has had.

Today I met Uncle Jiu, and it was a hot dish delivered to his door. He Cheng was not going to let it go.

Nintendo believed it, turned around and roared, but the "zombie" quietly inserted a talisman arrow into his back.

"It's no use?"

Uncle Jiu's eyelids twitched and he pointed behind Nintendo.

Nintendo casually grabbed the talisman arrow and broke it.

"ah!"

Uncle Jiu gave a fake shout and rolled on the ground, but he pulled out a money sword from his arms and shot at Nintendo.

Nintendo was also worried that if he looked down, he would be hit in the face with the money sword.

The red silk rope broke, and the copper coins splashed all over the floor.

"It still doesn't work!"

Starting tomorrow, I’ll update as promised, although it’s not too much. Shamelessly asking for some recommendations and collections.