Chapter 30 Thunder Explodes the Coffin [Please collect and read!]
"Put me down, let me down." Wang Xiaohei kept struggling.
I didn't expect that I would be caught so easily.
If Master Qianhe hadn't been wearing a hat, he would have succeeded with that blow just now.
Until now, I can only obtain the progress bar passively.
[Interaction completed, current progress bar is 14%.]
Taoist priest Qianhe kept kneading and exploring Wang Xiaohei's body with his hands.
There were also exclamations of surprise coming out of his mouth.
"Brother, this dog is truly extraordinary. It is indeed a treasure."
"You don't have to say it, don't talk nonsense outside." Taoist Priest Simu snatched Wang Xiaohei back.
…
Seeing this, Zhong Dong immediately stood up, drew out the mahogany sword from behind and stabbed the zombie fiercely.
Taoist Master Qianhe and his party have been walking for two hours.
Especially the few officers and soldiers holding the golden coffin, although they were very tired, they did not complain at all.
Wang Xiaohei looked at the leaving team, thinking silently in his heart.
However, there are many obstacles in the woods, and Wang Xiaohei also needs to rely on his sense of smell to identify his direction.
"ah!"
However, because they were dragging a heavy golden coffin and the road was rugged and full of potholes, they walked very slowly, even slower than ordinary people.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and Wang Xiaohei finally saw Qianhe and his party who were still on their way.
Seeing Taoist Master Simu taking Jia Le to the morgue, Wang Xiaohei seized the opportunity and ran into Simu's room.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
"Taoist Master Qianhe, why don't you dismantle the tent so that it can absorb more sunlight and reduce the corpse energy?" Master Yixiu came up with an idea.
"Yes, it's a zombie." Taoist priest Qianhe said with a serious face.
"That's natural." Taoist priest Qianhe smiled and nodded.
The hands of the four officers and soldiers were pressing against the golden coffin, so the terrifying thunder and lightning was directly transmitted into their bodies.
After about half an hour, the rain suddenly stopped.
"What happened? What happened?" Wu Shilang walked out of the tent.
Qianhe glanced at the shed: "Hey! That's right. Thank you for your advice, master."
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The ink bucket net glowed red, but it was being torn apart bit by bit, and the golden coffin was also opening.
It was at this time that a figure stood up from the coffin and stood on top of the golden coffin.
"Yes, Master." Jia Le nodded when he heard this, turned around and went back to the house.
However, just when Wang Xiaohei was approaching, he saw a thunder falling from the sky.
But I happened to see the golden coffin being slowly opened.
Taoist priest Qianhe looked at Wang Xiaohei, shook his head, and said with a little pity: "This little guy's blood must be more effective than ordinary black dog blood, but it's a pity."
Following closely behind was the coffin lid, which weighed several thousand kilograms.
"South, South, North and South——"
"Yes!" the four of them replied in unison.
"Jia Le, go get some glutinous rice for your uncle." Taoist Master Simu ordered.
Vaguely, a pair of hands could be seen inside the coffin, opening the coffin.
Wang Xiaohei could recognize that these were corpse-killing charms, because these runes looked the same as those affixed to the heads of the customers in the morgue.
After the words fell, Taoist Master Qianhe flew up, jumped onto the golden coffin, and closed the golden coffin with a Taishan strike on the top.
Not long after, Jiale brought over a bag of glutinous rice, and then Taoist Master Qianhe and his party continued on their way.
Taoist priest Qianhe screamed.
Wang Xiaohei emerged from the tree hole without getting the corpse suppressing charm in his mouth wet.
Then, smelling the scent left by Taoist Master Qianhe and his party, he ran away.
It thundered.
"Haha, just kidding, just kidding." Taoist priest Qianhe said haha.
"Ahhhh..."
Afterwards, Wang Xiaohei left the house with the corpse suppressing charm in his mouth.
The suppression lasted for less than three seconds, and the golden coffin lid used overwhelming force to break the hemp rope as thick as a fist.
He rummaged around in Taoist Master Simu's bag for a moment, and finally took out three talismans.
Disciple Zhong Dong came forward and tried his best to help Taoist Qianhe remove the coffin lid.
Chizuru who was on the golden coffin was also thrown directly to the ground.
After running for a quarter of an hour, I only ran a few kilometers.
In just a few seconds, the golden coffin was tied up with hemp ropes. Taoist Master Qianhe and five disciples from the southeast and northwest worked together to suppress the golden coffin.
The next second, electric sparks flashed on the bodies of the four people, and then they were exploded by a force.
"Oh, it's so scary." Wu Shilang immediately retreated to the tent with a look of horror on his face, letting the three imperial guards on one side push him up.
After falling to the ground, his body was still twitching, and soon he became silent.
Taoist priest Qianhe took a closer look and found that the four people's bodies were charred and black, and they had been electrocuted to death.
Taoist priest Qianhe didn't panic. He put his left foot in front of the coffin lid, and with his magic power running, he slowly pulled out his right foot.
Wang Xiaohei's running speed is very fast, which should be no less than that of a wild wolf.
Thinking about the three charms still in his mouth, he looked around. Finally, before the rain fell, he found a tree hole and got in.
But it was the golden coffin lid that hit Qianhe's right leg.
"Kakaka..."
"By the way, junior brother, this is a golden coffin with copper horns, wrapped with an ink bucket net. Could it be that...?" Taoist Priest Simu carried Wang Xiaohei to the golden coffin.
In two hours, I only walked seven or eight kilometers.
The sky gradually darkened.
The wind suddenly rose, and soon the heavy rain began to fall.
Wang Xiaohei was shocked when he saw this. He knew that the plot was about to begin.
Hearing this, Taoist Priest Simu held Wang Xiaohei tightly in his arms: "Junior brother."
It accurately hit the golden coffin.
However, Priest Qianhe seemed to have underestimated the power of the zombie prince.
The dark night sky was lit up by lightning.
However, he thought about it, and finally, when entering the woods, he yelled a few times toward the house.
Immediately afterwards, fist-thick hemp ropes were thrown over by two disciples.
It must be said that Taoist Master Qianhe is very capable of teaching his disciples.
"Hey! This zombie belongs to the frontier royal family and cannot be burned. We have to transport it to Beijing as soon as possible to wait for the emperor to die."
God knows, with their speed, when will they be able to see the emperor.
"The Qing Dynasty is dead, and another emperor pops up. I'm afraid he is not a puppet supported by someone." Wang Xiaohei muttered in his heart.
As soon as the zombie prince appeared, a stench filled the air.
"yes!"
They held torches and walked slowly through the woods.
Immediately, Wang Xiaohei stepped on the muddy road and approached the camp where Taoist Master Qianhe and the others were stationed.
With this kind of Taoism, I dare to go alone, I am very brave, and I am not afraid of death at all.
In Wang Xiaohei's view, these four disciples, Southeast and Northwest, have been taught very well. Not only are they not being sluggish, but they are also serious when it comes to matters.
In the original play, the three of them worked together to contain the zombie prince for a period of time.
