After saying that, Nanchen took out Ren Zhuzhu's pocket watch.

Turn it on.

Immediately afterwards, gentle tunes sounded.

"Dingding Dingding Ding, Dingding..."

The sound is not loud, but crisp.

When Mo Ziying saw this, she couldn't help but ask more questions:

"Young Master Nanchen, will the zombies really come after hearing this tune?"

Nanchen nodded:

"Yes! As long as it hears..."

"Oh, then I'll continue singing!"

As he said that, Mo Ziying cleared his throat again.

Pick up the bamboo tube and hummed again.

When the rest of the Jiuxi Sect saw it, they rolled their eyes at Mo Ziying.

Someone even whispered:

"We are so tired that we can't die. Why are you so enthusiastic?"

"Look! Did Mo Ziying fall in love with Nanchen?"

"That's right, if you really attract zombies, everyone will be in danger."

“…”

Following the whispers of the people in Jiuxiu Sect.

Nanchen originally wanted to scold these people, and the zombies were all for everyone's safety.

These guys don’t work hard, and they are still embarrassed to gossip?

However, before Nanchen could speak.

A gust of blood was blowing in my face.

Flashes of corpse evil spirits rose around.

Immediately afterwards, Nanchen discovered that he was thirty or forty meters in front of Mo Ziying.

A black shadow suddenly flashed out.

At this moment, I was jumping over here.

Seeing this, Nan Chen's heart suddenly tightened.

Zombies, here it is.

He took a breath and hurriedly said to everyone below:

"The zombies are here, keep humming."

Nanchen's voice was not loud, but it was heard by everyone below.

When these people heard the four words "Zombies are coming", their faces changed drastically.

But except for Mo Ziying who was still humming nervously.

The rest of the people were all disorganized.

“Where, where?”

"There, there..."

A man pointed at a zombie in the distance.

"Oh my god, there are zombies!"

"I, my stomach hurts!"

"My stomach is not feeling well, go shit!"

“Yes, yes, and me…”

“…”

As he said that, one of the members of Jiuxiu Sect continued to run away with the excuse of shit.

The rest of the people met and didn't care about anything else.

It would be fine if the zombies didn't show up.

But now that they appear, they don't want to be bait here.

Seeing the first person running away, the other nine people also turned around and ran away.

"What are you doing?

The zombies have not fallen into the trap.

Don't leave, otherwise you will lose money."

Nanchen frowned.

Their mission tonight is to attract zombies to fall into the trap.

If everyone ran away, Nanchen would be too busy alone.

"Nan, brother Nanchen, yes, I'm sorry!"

"Ziying, stop singing. If you sing again, you will be dead. Run away quickly!"

Someone is still instigating Mo Ziying to escape.

But Mo Ziying looked at Nan Chen with a solemn expression on the tree.

But he shook his head.

He continued humming in his mouth.

Seeing that Mo Ziying didn't leave, the man didn't want to continue persuading him, so he turned around and ran away.

And the zombies are already twenty meters away from the trap.

There was no fierce look on its face.

Some are only soothing and tranquility.

It is step by step close to the bamboo tube.

Seeing that Mo Ziying was not afraid of zombies, Nanchen insisted on humming and nodded.

Sure enough, she is a righteous woman.

Nanchen nodded at Mo Ziying, gave a thumbs up, and agreed with her decision.

At the same time, my hand had already pulled the trap rope.

As long as the zombies step on the air, they fall into a trap.

He will immediately seal it in the trap.

The zombies are still jumping forward.

Step by step.

The thick corpse gasps can already be heard.

“Huhhhh…”

Mo Ziying had seen a zombie, and when she saw her terrifying face, her voice was trembling.

The body was trembling unconsciously.

However, there was still no movement.

Still humming at the bamboo tube.

The other end of the bamboo tube is hung above the trap.

The zombie completely ignored Mo Ziying.

Just like the original plot, I was attracted by this minor tune and kept approaching the bamboo tube.

Five meters, three meters, two meters...

Just when the zombie is close to the trap one meter.

But it stopped suddenly for some reason.

Standing on the edge of the trap, half-squinted, shaking his head slightly.

Listen to this song with a look of enjoyment.

Nanchen saw it and frowned tightly.
To be continued...