The group of people behind them did not feel the slightest fear when facing the walking corpses that were getting closer and closer. Instead, they were watching the excitement and taking pictures. I took a picture of your grandma's leg. Didn't you realize that it was very dangerous now?
These three golden lights looked awesome, but they had no effect on the walking corpse. It continued to walk towards us. As soon as the middle-aged man saw that the talismans in our hands were of no use to the walking corpse, he covered his hands with his hands.
He grabbed a handful of glutinous rice at the original bite spot, chanted a spell in his mouth as he rushed over, and then threw it over.
"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!", when every grain of glutinous rice falls on the walking corpse, a trace of green smoke rises. Wu, the walking corpse screams sadly, the middle-aged man's trick on it is very effective,
Let it take a few steps back and then fall to the ground.
"Tie them up quickly!" he shouted. Then the three of us dropped the yellow talisman in our hands and hurried over to suppress the walking corpse lying on the ground with him.
He took out a yellow talisman and tried to put it on the forehead of the zombie, but he didn't see any effect. He cursed, "Master, why don't these talismans of ours work anymore."
Seeing that we suppressed the walking corpse, Mr. Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't know, I used these talismans to deal with corpses and it was quite effective, but now I don't know what happened."
"Is there any more red thread?" I asked, because it couldn't be pressed down like this all the time. It had to be tied firmly first.
"The only red thread I brought was that bundle, and it has been burned away." Mo Gong said.
"I remember I bought it before and kept it at home. Let's go look for it." The wife ran past us and entered the room where she and Lao Ban were staying.
After a while, she came out with a bundle of thick red thread and handed it to Mr. Mo. Then Mr. Mo looked at the thick red thread in his hand and then looked at me.
This, isn't it asking for my blood again?
"Why are you still standing there? Don't you understand what my master means?" The middle-aged man stared at me and said. To be honest, now I really want to teach this grandson a lesson. Did I provoke him? I just used this kind of method.
The tone you spoke to me made me feel really uncomfortable.
But the current situation does not allow us to continue to make noise, so I will tolerate it for now.
I cut my middle finger again and let my blood soak the bundle of red thread. Because I had cut it once before and now again, I felt a little dizzy after I cut it.
"Roar!" The walking corpse on the ground was resisting fiercely, and it seemed to be very strong. It was difficult for three people to suppress it. Since I had just gotten up to bleed, it was even more difficult for them to suppress the walking corpse at this time.
The middle-aged teacher outside said he wanted to come in to help, but we stopped him. We couldn't let too many people in, otherwise it would be difficult to keep everyone safe if something unexpected happened.
Suddenly, the zombie's hands broke free from the shackles of the uncle and aunt, and threw them away. With its legs, it also kicked away the middle-aged man who was pressing on its legs.
I don’t know if his strength became particularly strong after he died and turned into a walking zombie. Anyway, that’s exactly what “Laoban” is now.
It rushed towards the master's wife on the side with its teeth and claws bared. It was as stiff as the zombies in foreign movies, but its speed and strength were much stronger than those zombies. Mo Gong stopped it and patted it on the chest with the Sutra in his hand.
At this point, a golden light flashed out, and the walking corpse roared and flew out, right on top of the middle-aged man who had just gotten up.
"Ah!" The zombie grabbed his arm and bit it, causing him to scream in pain. We quickly ran up with the bundle of red thick threads, wrapped it around its neck and pulled it back. The contact between the red thread and its skin The green smoke coming out started to turn black.
We pulled back as hard as we could, but the corpse really clung to the middle-aged man and wouldn't let go. In the end, the red thread was broken by us, and the four of us fell to the ground.
At this time, the zombie suddenly went crazy. It let out a deep roar and bit the middle-aged man harder. As soon as its mouth closed, a bite of flesh was bitten off the middle-aged man's arm.
"Ah! It hurts! Ah!" The middle-aged man covered the place where a piece of flesh had been bitten off, and his hands were covered with blood from the wound. He was so painful that tears filled the corners of his eyes, and he rolled on the ground and screamed.
But the walking corpse was laughing there, chewing the bitten pieces of meat in its mouth, and blood continued to flow from the corners of its mouth.
The father and the uncle hurriedly went up and wrapped the remaining red thread around it. The two of them knocked it down and held it down to prevent it from moving. However, it was too strong, and even the three of them, including the aunt, could not hold it down. live.
I think I can't just look at it now, I should also do something. I ran to the place where Me Gong drew the talisman before. There are all the things needed to draw the talisman such as brushes, paper, and cinnabar.
Let's not worry about how they deal with the walking zombies. The male talisman doesn't work on the walking zombies, so I'll try using the Taoist talisman.
I adjusted my breathing and calmed myself down first. I concentrated on my pen and then started writing.
About a minute later, the first talisman was declared invalid. Hurry up, hurry up, there is not enough time, I told myself to draw faster, but the more anxious I am, the worse I can draw. After another minute, I have already scrapped six of the drawings. open.
Before drawing the seventh picture, I closed my eyes and ignored all the noise around me so that I could truly calm down.
When I started writing, I felt that my control over the pen was much stronger, and I didn't make any mistakes this time. When I closed the pen, the pattern drawn on it began to brighten, and then the whole talisman flashed with golden light for a few seconds. The white paper also naturally turned yellow.
"Damn it, look at Huizi's place." The fat man pointed at me at the door and shouted.
"What is he doing?!"
"When did Zhang Hui learn to draw talismans?"
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I didn't have the time to pay attention to them. Taking advantage of the current situation, I drew a few more corpse-suppressing talismans and evil-killing and ghost-killing talismans.
The whole process took about 6 minutes. Just when I was about to go over to help them, they couldn't hold on anymore. The zombies broke out again, but they still went towards Master's wife. It's strange, why does it always go towards Master's wife when it gets up? The teacher’s wife went there.
"Help!" The wife was finally frightened and ran out the door. There was a crowd of people crowding around the door. Because she was in a panic, she accidentally fell into the crowd while running. He also took down several students at the same time.
When the walking zombie caught up, the teacher's wife was pinned down by several fallen students. It pounced on her with its claws and teeth, and happened to grab a girl's thigh and bite her.
"Ah!" The girl who was bitten was Han Xiya. She was panicked and frightened at this time, but the people around her had already exploded when they saw the walking corpse coming up, and they fled far away. But Mo Gong and the others were just left behind. On the ground, the pain was so severe that she couldn't even get up. Han Xiya was helpless now, and she couldn't let go of the zombie's head by repeatedly slapping it with her hands.
"Teacher, I am Han Xiya, please don't hurt me." The girl didn't know whether it was because she was frightened, in pain, or because she felt sorry for her old classmate to become like this. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
At this time, I had already arrived and threw out two evil-killing and ghost-killing talismans, "Urgent like a law!" The two talismans quickly flew over and hit the walking corpse in the face. As soon as the yellow talisman touched the walking corpse, fireworks ignited.
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"Woo... Wu..." It let go of Han Xiya, covering its face and retreating continuously. A large amount of black smoke came out from the place where the yellow talisman was injured, accompanied by a smell of burning meat, and the two talismans burned.
The resulting fireball stuck to its face, and no matter how hard it tried to peel it off, it couldn't.
It was still there whining and screaming until the talisman was burned out. Its face was no longer the same as Laoban's before. It had been burnt black by the talisman just now. Only the eyes full of resentment remained on its face.
Apart from being complete, other places have become out of shape.
I'm sorry, teacher. I looked at it and felt very uncomfortable. Even if he was dead, I would leave his body like this. Alas, even though I had no choice but to do this, I still felt very sorry.
I walked over and put a corpse-killing charm on its forehead, and its whole body went limp and immediately fell down motionless. This is what a real dead person should look like.
My father-in-law and the others helped him up one by one, and then walked over and pulled up Han Xiya and his wife who were sitting on the ground. Seeing that everything was fine, the teachers and students came back one by one, all talking about how they had lived for so long.
I have never seen anything so weird before, tonight was really an eye-opener.
To open your sister's eyes, these guys didn't feel scared when they were just watching the excitement, but when the zombies came up and bit Han Xiya, they all became frightened.
Mr. Mo waved me over, pulled me aside and whispered in my ear, "My child, do you also eat this food? Mr. Yin Yang?"
Needless to say, he must have seen what just happened.
"That's right. I just debuted." I nodded and said, "Hey, old gentleman, although you guys are just better at communicating with ghosts and gods, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with a walking corpse, right?"
After listening to my question, Mr. Mo looked depressed. He said that he was actually quite depressed. Priests like Mr. Mo were really good at communicating with ghosts and gods. If they wanted to deal with the walking dead, they could only use spells. But before, he
I have also encountered fake corpses, but they can be solved with a few talismans, but I don't know what happened to this talisman tonight. It has no effect at all. He has checked those talismans, but there is no problem.
This is really strange.
I looked at the body still lying there and thought that I couldn't just let Lao Ban go away with resentment, right? Then I told him that I would help Lao Ban get rid of that resentment.
In fact, there are eighteen types of zombies: zombies, blood corpses, shadow corpses, flesh corpses, skin corpses, jade corpses, walking corpses... Wooden corpses, like Laoban, are walking corpses. Generally, corpses transform
This is because the deceased had resentment stuck in his throat and could not swallow it or spit it out. With this resentment, the corpse would have a chance to undergo a corpse transformation.
There are generally two ways to deal with a fake corpse. One is to destroy the corpse. The other is to release the resentment in the throat of the corpse.
I took a sharp object and coated it with cinnabar powder. Then I slowly stabbed it into the corpse's throat. When I pulled it out, a black gas spurted out from the puncture. I quickly hid aside and couldn't let it go.
I came across this thing. I heard Master said that when you release the breath that remains on the body after death, you must not let it stick to it, otherwise you will be in bad luck. Although I don’t know if it is true, but
I don't dare to be careless at all.
After the black gas was released, I saw a wisp of a figure move inside the corpse, then float out, and condensed on top of the corpse to form a figure. (To be continued)