Stepping forward again, Zhang Heng saw a middle-aged monk wearing a cassock with a vajra on his chest.
He looked like he had been dead for several days, his eyes were open and his neck had been bitten.
Seeing the way he died and the ferocious expression on his face, Zhang Heng sighed: "A true monk!"
Finish reading.
Zhang Heng drew a divine fire talisman.
With a flick of his wrist, the talisman spontaneously ignited, and the next moment it was thrown on the monk.
Phew!
The fire burned ragingly, refining the monk's bones.
But the next moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew out of a two-story building opposite, trying to extinguish the fire.
“How brave!”
Zhang Heng is not a person who gets angry easily.
But at this moment, he was furious, whipped out his Taiping Sword, and pointed the tip of the sword toward the small building opposite: "Thunder is coming!"
Boom!
A thunder fell from the sky and hit the small building instantly.
With a roar, the small wooden building collapsed, revealing a black zombie hidden inside.
唰!
The sun shines on Heizheng.
It wanted to escape in fear, but the next moment it turned into flying sparks.
“I don’t know the number of days!”
Zhang Heng made a backhand and sheathed the sword directly.
Besides, No. 1 Mao's mouth watered when he saw it, and he came over with a vulgar look on his face: "Nephew, my good nephew, please lend me your sword for fun."
Zhang Heng glanced at No. 1 Mao.
I didn’t bother to pay attention to him and strode forward.
The first Mao was not discouraged when he saw this, and chased after him and said: "Master nephew, do you know Zhuge Kongping? I heard that he got a Xishuangbanna bronze armored corpse. It's so powerful. I'll give the bronze armored corpse to him later.
If you get it, how about you lend me the sword for a few days?"
Zhang Heng stopped.
Just when No. 1 Mao felt that this matter was interesting, Zhang Heng said: "Uncle Master Zhaixing said that you will have a calamity this year, and it will be marked on a copper character. Which copper do you think this copper is?"
“What’s it about reaching for the stars?”
Although No. 1 Mao likes to brag, he is determined to be the No. 1 person in Maoshan.
But he also knew that the gap between himself and Taoist Taoist Zhaixing was as big as a world of difference, so he was quite convinced by him.
“Of course, you are my uncle, can I lie to you?”
Zhang Heng said naturally.
“No way, am I really in trouble this year?”
Some prisoners on the first floor muttered and chased Zhang Heng and asked: "What else did you say in Zhaixing? If you tell me again, at most I won't borrow the sword from you."
Zhang Heng ignored him.
The reason why we stopped just now is because the First Mao did indeed have a calamity on the bronze-armored corpse.
This bronze-armored corpse in Xishuangbanna is very evil, and its destiny is a bad character.
After death, becoming a zombie becomes even worse. It is simply bad luck, and people who are related to it often do not end well.
In the movie "Ghost Hunters", the first person died because of stealing a bronze armored corpse.
Now, seeing that he had set his sights on the bronze-armored corpse again, Zhang Heng did not want to see him die violently, so he warned him, otherwise, he would not waste these words with the sand sculpture.
“Hey, I’m your uncle, can you please stop talking halfway and treat me like this?”
The first Mao chased after him: "As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other. You are not the headmaster of Maoshan yet. You are so big. If you want to be the headmaster, won't you even ignore your master?"
Zhang Heng stopped.
“That’s right, I’m very optimistic about you. When I choose the head coach in the future, I will definitely vote for you.”
The First Mao walked up with a smile.
After taking a few steps, he finally figured out why Zhang Heng stopped.
As soon as you see it, in a rain pavilion in front of you, seven great monks are sitting cross-legged.
The oldest one looks to be seventy or eighty years old, and the remaining six are all between thirty and sixty years old.
They put their palms together and sat upright with their eyes closed.
Around the pavilion, there are wooden fish, scriptures, Buddhist beads, Zen staffs, Buddha statues, copper bells and other strange objects, as if to resist something.
"what happened?"
The first one shows his true colors.
“It should be that he was forced to have no choice but to be trapped in a street pavilion and finally died from exhaustion.”
Zhang Heng counted the number of people and hesitated: "Including the master who committed suicide, we saw a total of eight people. Where did the rest go?"
"yes!"
Yimao was also a little confused: "If I remember correctly, there should be twelve great monks, and there are still four short."
Zhang Heng whispered: "I hope they were not captured."
"That would be tragic. The end of being torn apart by a thousand corpses would not be pleasant."
Speaking of this, Yi Mao's eyes lit up again: "Maybe he is trapped in a basement. For example, the basement is inside a room, and there are zombies guarding the room. They can't get out, and the zombies can't get in. That's it.
They are stuck in a stalemate, waiting for us to rescue them."
“It’s not impossible.”
Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "To be on the safe side, I'll call some people in and organize a search team to stand on the street and shout. If someone is really alive, hide in the basement as you said. After hearing the shout
There will be a response."
Human life is of paramount importance, even if you are the first in line.
Just do it and do it, but you don't forgive others, muttering: "Bald donkeys are trouble. I have to show off when I have no ability, which increases my workload in vain."
A little.
Zhang Heng called in two groups of soldiers. He took a pair of them and gave them to the first group.
The two men led two teams and began to search the town. The soldiers shouted: "Is there anyone there? We are here to save you!"
“Save me, save me!”
Not to mention, after searching twice, someone actually responded.
Zhang Heng took a look and found that the sound was coming from a courtyard.
He opened the door and followed the sound. He found a person hiding in the well.
He sat on the bucket in the well, looked out helplessly, and said weakly: "Help me, I've been in the well for many days, and I can't get up."
“Human beings are indeed adaptable animals. There are always people who can do whatever it takes to survive!”
Zhang Heng looked incredulous.
When I pulled the person up and asked, I found out that he was a resident of the town. When the zombies came, he saw that he couldn't escape, so he jumped into the well with some food.
Zombie’s five elements belong to earth and are not compatible with water by nature.
Hiding in the well, the zombies would not bite him, so he survived like this. Today is already the fifteenth day.
Unfortunately, he had already finished the food, and the well rope was too slippery, so he could not climb out by himself. If Zhang Heng and the others did not come, he would have planned to plunge into the well and die.
“Commander, we found a person in the cellar.”
As the first man was found, the second one was soon found.
It’s just that this person is simply timid.
He hid in the cellar and never dared to come out. He didn't know that zombies couldn't move during the day, so he hid like this.
That is to say, there is home-brewed rice wine in the cellar, which can be used to quench his thirst and satisfy his hunger, otherwise he would have killed himself long ago.
“There is no monk!”
Finding two survivors in a row was originally a happy thing, but Zhang Heng couldn't laugh.
Since the monks could not be found, it meant that all these monks had perished and the Buddha did not bless them.
Good people do not live long.
Soon news came from Yi Mao that the bodies of two great monks were found in a small alley.
At this point, ten of the twelve monks have been killed, and the whereabouts of two are still unknown.