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Chapter 391 Zombies, pseudo zombies

Inside the coffin was something obviously wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty. It lowered its upright hands and became silent again.

In the open space, the man in black robe looked at the chicken-like crowd in front of him and chuckled sinisterly.

"I'll say it again, who among you has a small pure black wooden sign in your hand? Hand it over!"

Hearing this, Fu Yang frowned.

In fact, when the black-robed demon just said it was the first time, he was a little confused.

Pure black small wooden sign...

Before Wei Ke entered the fetal breath state, wasn't the Sanqing Ling given to him for "conferment" just a small pure black wooden sign?

Although Wei Ke said that it was just an imitation of the real Sanqing Order, which was rubbed. But it was much more advanced than the ordinary disciples of Taoist giants who just used the "Sanqing Talisman" to confer orders.

"Is there any connection between the imitation of the Sanqing Order that Wei Ke gave me and the pure black wooden sign that the black-robed demon Taoist from the Pantheon Sect asked the Black Bear Gang?"

Fu Yang was imagining things.

What exactly did Wei Ke do when she was a student in Yucheng No. 3 Middle School? How much did she know about the identity and secrets of the Ghost King after her death? As the Queen of Darkness, what did she order her gang members to do? Wan

How do the guys from the Cult know this?

Fu Yang felt that huge mysteries were hanging over Wei Ke and himself...

While in trance.

The black-robed demon from the Pantheon Sect in front killed someone again.

He used a human bone magic weapon to throw a person to the coffin, and the pair of "ghost hands" covered with Qing Dynasty official uniforms stretched out again. They sucked human blood and split human corpses...

This time, everyone in the Black Bear Gang knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for forgiveness. They also begged for mercy loudly, saying that they really didn’t know anything about the pure black wooden sign. What the hell was that?

Mr. Xiong stared at it with his big eyes for a while, then whispered to Fu Yang.

"Boss Fu, now we have two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Selling your uncle's reputation, you damn fat cat! What time has this happened? Stop talking nonsense."

Fu Yang wanted to slap him three times in a row, but he was afraid that making too much noise would attract the attention of the black-robed monsters in front of him...

"The things inside that coffin are probably zombies!"

Zombies?!

Fu Yang was stunned for a moment, then thought about it.

Qing Dynasty official uniform, the body is shriveled and hard, the nails are as black as ink and like swords, they can suck human blood as long as they penetrate the human body, the smell of rotting corpses...

All these details and features indicate that the person lying in the old black coffin is a zombie!!!

His expression suddenly changed.

What are zombies?

Different from ordinary people's cognition, in the supernatural world, which is mainly Taoist definition, several conditions must be met to be considered a zombie.

In folklore, zombies refer to human corpses that turn into demons due to excessive Yin energy after death.

This basic definition is correct...

But in fact, Taoism also sets some subsequent conditions.

Such as strength status and stiffness!

First of all, the corpse must be as stiff as if it were made of real steel poured into iron.

The word "steel poured into iron" here is not an adjective, but a quantitative standard. In other words, the basic hardness of a zombie according to Taoism is the same as making a human figure out of steel!

Secondly, there is the ability to suck blood. A real zombie can quickly suck blood as long as any part of its body is penetrated. And it can suck all the blood in a very short time!

Finally, it is strength...

What can be called a zombie is roughly equivalent to the peak combat power of Sanlu Zhenren!

Therefore, only those who meet the above conditions at the same time can be called "zombie" by people in the supernatural world!

The others are at most walking zombies, and the more advanced ones are called ghost corpses...

Therefore, as ordinary people, we often acted in Hong Kong movies.

A Taoist priest can control a large group of zombies by shaking a bell, drawing a few very simple charms and pasting them on his forehead.

That's pure bullshit!

These are just movies for ordinary people to make fun of!

Who can control a group of real zombies?

If you don't reach the realm of Master Liu Lu, you are seeking death!

In fact, those movies are a fusion of the legend of corpse exorcism in western Hunan spread by ordinary people, and some Taoist descriptions of the shape and appearance of zombies. They are just entertainment products that cannot be taken seriously.

But it's true that most zombies look like that.

Wearing an official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with a flower feather on his head and a string of big beads hanging around his neck...

Now Mr. Xiong told Fu Yang that there are zombies in the coffin. It is definitely not what ordinary people say. It is the definition of the supernatural world!

The thing with the peak strength of Sanlu Zhenren!

Even if Fu Yang uses up all his Tao skills and uses all the power of the Ghost Dao, coupled with the Five Elements Gourd and Thousand Machines Furious Sword, he may not be able to handle it!

Zombies are inherently tough and very difficult to deal with.

Even if you use modern thermal weapons and machine guns to shoot, it may not be effective unless a powerful bomb directly explodes into powder.

What's more, there are still so many black-robed demons from the Pantheon Sect?

"The situation is a bit tricky! I just planned to rescue the boss of the Black Bear Gang and ask him what Wei Ke ordered him to do."

Fu Yang felt very painful.

At this time, Mr. Xiong said slowly: "Press...you don't have to worry too much. As I said just now, there's also good news. The good news is that it's true that the thing in the coffin is a zombie, but it's not real.

The zombie is just a pseudo-zombie."

Pseudo stiffness?

Fu Yang is not very clear about this statement. Let Mr. Xiong speak quickly.

"As the name suggests, fake zombies are fake zombies! But this fake doesn't mean it's not awesome, it's just a little worse than real zombies..."

"Or to be more precise, this thing was about to become a zombie, but it didn't have enough time. So it was forcibly dug out of the ground by some demons who practiced evil magic, and then used it for their own use after being sacrificed."

"It's like when a person reaches the age of 18 and becomes most effective in combat, he can go to war. Then when he is only 16 years old, he is forcibly drafted into the army!"

"This kind of zombie that has not completely transformed into a zombie during a certain period of time is called a pseudo-zombie! Its combat effectiveness in all aspects is almost 70 to 80% of that of a zombie."

I see!

Fu Yang nodded and understood.

"That is to say, if I have to use my full strength as a last resort, I should still be very confident that I can rescue Brother Xiong."

Fu Yang just wanted to take Brother Xiong away and ask him some questions about Wei Ke back then, but he didn't really want to fight those black-robed monsters from the Pantheon Sect...

As for those gang members, if you can save them, save them. If you can't, there's nothing you can do. There's no need to involve yourself.

Fu Yang took a deep breath.

He was ready at the beginning, and once he saw the right opportunity later, he would immediately take away the Black Bear Gang boss! Second update! Two chapters in a row.

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