Walking further, Zhang Heng saw a middle-aged monk wearing cassocks 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 was thrown onto the monk the next moment.
call!
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 became 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.
Along with the roar, the small wooden building collapsed, revealing a black zombie hidden inside.
Whoosh!
The sun shines on Heizheng.
It tried 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.
On the side, No. 1 Mao was drooling at the sight, 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.
Too lazy to pay attention to him, he strode forward.
No. 1 Mao was not discouraged when he saw this, and chased after him: "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 did Reaching for the Stars say?"
Although No. 1 Mao likes to brag, he is determined to be the number one person in Maoshan.
But he also knew that there was a world of difference between him and Taoist Taoist Zhaixing, so he was quite convinced by him.
"Of course, you are my uncle, can I lie to you?"
Zhang Heng said matter-of-factly.
"No way, am I really in trouble this year?"
Some prisoners in the first cell 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 have said these words to Sha Diao.
"Hey, I'm your uncle, can you please stop half-talking and treat me like this?"
No. 1 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 arrogant. If you become 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."
First Mao walked up with a smile.
After taking a few steps, he finally understood why Zhang Heng stopped.
As soon as I saw it, seven great monks were sitting cross-legged in a rain pavilion in front of me.
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 they are resisting something.
"what happened?"
The first one shows his true colors.
"It must have been that he was forced to defend the street pavilion and was eventually exhausted to death."
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!"
First Mao was also a little confused: "If I remember correctly, there should be twelve great monks, and there are still four short of it."
Zhang Heng whispered: "I hope they were not captured."
"That would be tragic. The end result 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 at stake, and the first place is no exception.
He was just doing his job, but he was not merciful, muttering: "The bald donkey is troublesome. I have to show off even though I have no ability. This increases my workload in vain."
A little.
Zhang Heng called in two teams of soldiers, took a pair of them himself, and handed them over to the first team.
The two led two teams and began to search the town. The soldiers shouted: "Is there anyone there? We are here to rescue you!"
"Help me, help me!"
Not to mention, after searching twice, someone actually responded.
Zhang Heng took a look and saw that the sound was coming from a courtyard.
I kicked the door open and followed the sound to find someone hiding in the well.
He sat on the bucket in the well, looked out helplessly, and said feebly: "Help me, I've been in the well for many days, and I can't get up."
"Humans are indeed adaptable animals. There are always people who can do whatever it takes to survive!"
Zhang Heng looked incredulous.
When the man was pulled up and asked, he 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.
The five elements of zombies belong to earth and are not naturally compatible with water.
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 eating 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 discovered, the second 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.
In other words, there is home-brewed rice wine in the cellar, which can 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.
Because the monks could not be found, it meant that all these monks had perished and the Buddha did not bless them.
Good people don't live long.
Soon news came from No. 1 Mao that the bodies of two great monks were found in a small alley.
So far, ten of the twelve monks have been killed, and two are still missing.