Under the tutelage of the ninth uncle: a coffin fungus, sleep for a hundred years

Chapter 001 Zombies worship, and emerge from the broken coffin [for flowers for collection] | Under the tutelage of the ninth uncle: a coffin fungus, sleep for a hundred years | Learning from the nine uncle: a coffin fungus, sleep for a hundred years

“Hoohoo!”

“Hehe!”

“Hoohoo!”

Late at night, the Great Northwest, Mazong Mountain Gobi Desert.

Thirty or so zombies formed a circle, roaring and worshipping towards a clearing.

Give this boundless and uninhabited Gobi Desert a very strange color.

This bizarre picture was captured by a drone hanging high in the night sky, and transmitted to the Technical Section of the Special Director’s Security Bureau in real time.

Chang’an branch director Qin Shiqiu, technical section chief Wen Xi, and a C-level capable person of the special task force, Guan Ning, are watching the surveillance screen.

Unbelievable expressions appeared on the faces of the three of them.

“Qin Bureau, these zombies don’t worship the moon, what are they worshiping?”

Guan Ning couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s so strange. This group of zombies was originally ravaging the three cities of Wuzhou, Tongping and Xunjiang, but it seems that they heard some kind of call, and they traveled thousands of miles to reach our site. What is this underground?”

Wen Xi said this, his expression changed slightly: “Could it be that there is a more powerful zombie in this underground?”

Qin Shiqiu stared at the surveillance screen without blinking, with a solemn expression: “These thirty or so zombies alone have caused the chaos in the three cities. If a more powerful zombie is born, it will be a big mess. No.”

Guan Ning smiled slightly and said, “Don’t worry, Bureau Qin, two D-level squads have been deployed around, just waiting for your order to take down this group of zombies in one fell swoop.”

Qin Shiqiu said: “Tell them not to act and see what’s underground.”

Wen Xi said with a smile: “We have two D-level teams in Chang’an Branch, and this time it’s all out of the nest. Killing this group of zombies was originally the task of Sanjiang Branch, and they didn’t send anyone here, which would be too unkind. .”

Qin Shiqiu said: “Sanjiang Branch is not easy. After the zombies are haunted and haunted, they have not many people, which is understandable.”

At this moment, the satellite phone on the table rang.

Wen Xi stepped forward to answer, and then handed it over to Qin Shiqiu: “Qin Bureau, the General Bureau is calling.”

Qin Shiqiu answered: “I’m Qin Shiqiu… Really? Great, now I can rest assured.”

When Qin Shiqiu hung up the phone, Wen Xi couldn’t help but ask, “Bureau Qin, what’s the situation?”

Qin Shiqiu couldn’t hide his excitement and said: “The General Administration said that the old worshiper heard about this and rushed to the Mazong Mountain Gobi Desert in person.”

Wen Xi and Guan Ning were stunned when they heard the words.

Guan Ning said: “Old worship? But Xu Wencai, Xu Lao worship?”

Xu Wencai is Lin Fengjiao, the master of exorcism, the incompetent apprentice of Ninth Uncle.

Qin Shiqiu said with a smile: “There is only one worshiper in our special bureau., In addition to Xu Lao, who else can be. ”

Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief: “It’s good, the ancestor of Maoshan, Xu Lao Zong worshipped himself, even if there is a more powerful zombie underground, there is nothing to be afraid of.”

Qin Shiqiu and Wen Xi smiled at each other.

“Look at Bureau Qin!”

Guan Ning suddenly pointed at the surveillance screen and shouted loudly.

Qin Shiqiu hurriedly looked at the surveillance screen, and his expression changed immediately.

In the monitoring screen, more than 30 zombies seemed to sense a stronger call, worshipped more frequently, and the roar was filled with incomparable excitement.

“Officer Qin, this underground thing is about to come out!”

“Qin Bureau, Xu Lao’s worship hasn’t arrived yet, what should I do now?”

Qin Shiqiu pondered for a while: “Don’t worry, let the two teams prepare for action and kill this group of zombies first. As for the underground things, wait for Xu Lao to enshrine them.”

Guan Ning immediately said: “Yes, I will immediately notify the team to act.”

Boom!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the surveillance screen.

Immediately afterwards, the monitoring screen shook violently as if it had been subjected to a powerful impact, and soon turned into a black screen.

Guan Ning blurted out: “It’s broken, the drone was destroyed by the air wave!”

At this moment, the phone in Guan Ning’s hand, which he used to command the action from afar, rang.

Guan Ning answered immediately: “I’m Guan Ning, what’s the situation on your side?”

“Close the team, a huge explosion suddenly occurred in the place where the zombies worship!”

“What causes it?”

“I don’t know! A figure flew out of the explosion. It was very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye!”

“So not sure if it’s a human or a zombie!”

“What about the zombies?”

“All were blasted into powder by the air waves!”

“what?!”

Qin Shiqiu, Wen Xi and Guan Ning all gasped when they heard this.

What kind of air wave can blow thirty or so copper-armed and iron-boned zombies into powder?

So how powerful does the person or zombie who made the explosion have to be?

“We will rush to the Gobi Desert in Mazong Mountain immediately!”

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A highway stretches across the boundless and uninhabited Gobi Desert in the northwest, under the cold and dead moonlight, like a strange python.

In the distance, a figure is flying fast, taking off sand and rocks, and dust and smoke billowing.

The distance of dozens of miles, but in the blink of an eye, the person has rushed to the edge of the road and stopped.

With a wave of his hand, a strong wind whistled.

In an instant, the flying sand and gravel behind him were blown away, and the sand and yellow smoke were blown away.

This is a young man in his twenties, wearing a bunt suit from the Republic of China.

Under the refraction of the cold moonlight, the slender figure and delicate facial features are even more extraordinary.

His name is Zhao Xun, and he just came out of the coffin.

Surrounded by the endless Gobi Desert, there are no people and buildings for reference, so that even he himself does not know how long he has slept in this underground sarcophagus.

The past is like a slideshow, frame by frame flashing past Zhao Xun’s eyes.

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