Soon, the neatly dressed Uncle Jiu came out, wearing an apricot yellow Bagua robe, a pure Yang Bagua scarf on his head, a three-foot peach wood sword on his back, a Xuanyang Bagua mirror in his hand, and a sandalwood treasure box hanging sideways.
Looking at it this way, Uncle Jiu, who was originally a little thin, suddenly became taller and taller, and he looked like a master just when he stood there!
"Wencai carries the suitcase!"
Uncle Jiu threw the treasure box on his shoulder to Wencai.
Wencai didn't care about eating anymore, so he quickly picked up the treasure box and followed Uncle Jiu.
"Tingting, wait for us, we will be back soon."
Qiu Sheng reluctantly said goodbye to Ren Tingting.
"I am coming too!"
Ren Tingting suddenly stood up and said to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu advised: "It's dangerous to go here, so why don't Tingting go home first?"
"It's broad daylight, what danger can there be? Besides, Uncle Jiu is here. I'll stay far away later..."
Ren Tingting stood up and stood tall and graceful.
Exquisite makeup and beautiful face complement each other.
Especially under the lace gauze skirt, the material figure makes people unconsciously sink their gaze into the deep ravine with its own suction.
Uncle Jiu couldn't defeat her. Moreover, in broad daylight, they were just zombies without owners and out of control. They didn't pose much danger, so they didn't stop him.
"Uncle Jiu, I'll lead the way."
Several people went out and saw several rickshaw drivers waiting at the door. They couldn't help but look at each other.
Although Yizhuang is not far from Hongfeng Town, it is also in the suburbs. How can the rickshaw drivers who usually pull rickshaws come to do business in front of Yizhuang?
Even if they are not unlucky, this kind of place is not a bustling place, and no one will take care of their business!
However, they finally saw it today. As soon as these coachmen saw Zhou Yang coming out as the leader, their eyes lit up and they immediately surrounded him.
"Master, you ride in my car! My car is safe!"
"Master, you take my car! My car is fast!"
"Master, you take my car! My car is stable and fast!"
Fighting to be the first, a small mouth is twice as sweet as a small mouth.
The literary talent Qiu Sheng in the back curled his lips with disdain on his face, but he was filled with envy in his heart.
The happiness of rich people is really unimaginable!
Just in time, Zhou Yang threw a silver bean alone.
"Uncle Jiu, get in the car."
"Tingting, you take this car."
"There aren't enough cars, brothers, you two squeeze in."
Zhou Yang enthusiastically invited everyone to get on the bus and told the driver: "Huang's Yizhuang, the faster the better, if you can reach it within one stick of incense, you will be rewarded with a silver bean!"
"Okay, sit down, sir!"
The driver immediately threw away a pair of thick thighs.
Several cars were speeding by, but only the driver was pulling two people, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng. He saw that the Taoist priest he was pulling was a distinguished man, the girl he was pulling was beautiful, the young man he was pulling was rich, and the two he was pulling - Shen!
With a miserable look on his face and tears in his heart, he opened his legs and tried his best to catch up.
Half an hour later, when I dragged Wencai Qiusheng to Huang's Yizhuang, Zhou Yang, Uncle Jiu and Ren Tingting had already arrived. The rickshaw driver parked his car and waited outside, while several people had already entered the Yizhuang.
Wen Cai quickly carried the treasure box on his back and chased in with Qiu Sheng. He didn't forget to look back and glance at the driver: "You run so slowly!"
The driver wanted to beat him after hearing this!
"If there weren't children at home, I would really want to be wild!"
With a smile on his face and a "mmp" reply in his heart, he watched the two of them enter Huang's Yizhuang.
After crossing the threshold and entering the dilapidated Huang Family Village, the two of them saw Uncle Jiu, who was wearing an apricot-yellow Bagua Taoist robe, squatting on the ground and studying a body on the ground.
Headless corpse.
After entering the house, the two of them discovered that it was a headless zombie!
Not far away, there was a zombie with its head smashed.
"Where are the zombies?"
Wencai, who was carrying the treasure box, looked around and found that the coffin boards were empty and there was nothing, so he couldn't help but ask doubtfully.
"have no idea."
Zhou Yang also felt puzzled. The round trip took less than two hours.
They are back, not to mention the zombies on the coffin boards, including the old man who was killed by Zhou Yang, and even the donkey tied in the yard is missing!
"How did you transport so many zombies in broad daylight?"
Wen Cai glanced at Zhou Yang suspiciously.
"This is an evil method of refining corpses, and it is very sinister!"
Uncle Jiu, who was squatting in front of the zombie, suddenly said: "Zombie evil is not naturally developed, and there are obvious traces of being infused with evil spirits. What people who refine corpses do is despised by others.
However, this zombie is already a green zombie, invulnerable to fire and water. Little brother, how did you kill it?"
Uncle Jiu stood up and looked at Zhou Yang standing beside him curiously and asked.
Zhou Yang dug behind his butt and took out a shiny silver pistol: "Colt Python revolver, American product."
Open the bullet chamber and reveal six yellow-orange bullets inside.
"awesome!"
Uncle Jiu praised him sincerely.
Next to her, Ren Tingting couldn't help but approach Zhou Yang from behind. She stood on tiptoe and looked through Zhou Yang's shoulders and neck, looking at the huge gun in Zhou Yang's hand in surprise. She had also seen people using guns to shoot zombies, let alone green zombies.
You can't even beat white zombies, that's just beating a zombie that has not matured yet.
“Are all American products so great?”
Qiu Sheng couldn't help but look at the big gun in Zhou Yang's hand, and couldn't help but ask.
"Can you touch it for me?"
Wencai also came up to Zhou Yang.
This gun is so beautiful. When I found it in a gun shop, it was a pistol that the owner of the gun shop put in a mahogany box and carefully collected.
The gun body is shiny with silver, and the mahogany handle is carved with beautiful patterns. It doesn't look like a sharp weapon to kill enemies, but more like a work of art that decorates the owner's taste.
"certainly."
Zhou Yang nodded, took out the six yellow-orange bullets from the bullet chamber, and handed them to Wencai.
He then warned Qiusheng: "This gun is modified. If it is an ordinary revolver, it cannot defeat such a zombie!"
"Little brother."
Uncle Jiu frowned slightly and said seriously: "If it is as you said before, looking at this situation, the remaining zombies are most likely not ordinary zombies, but may have become zombies!
There should be someone behind that old man."
When Wen Cai, who was fumbling with the cold gun body, heard this, he couldn't help but look at each other and Qiu Sheng, and said to himself: "I just solved Old Mrs. Ren, why are you in trouble again?"
"So many zombies will cause a big mess! If they appeared in Hongfeng Town, the consequences would be unimaginable!"
"Especially the evil heretic behind the old Taoist. I don't know what conspiracy he has!"
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown. When Wencai and Qiu Sheng saw Uncle Jiu frowning, they quickly frowned and looked serious.
I saw several people looking worried because the whereabouts of the zombies were unknown.
