Add points from pure yanggong

Chapter 11 Bats
At the main entrance of the courtyard, Jiang Chen stared solemnly at the coffin of Mrs. Zhang.

At the moment, in front of the hall, there are still a dozen guards armed with swords guarding heavily, making Jiang Chen's idea of ​​secretly opening the hall come to naught.

"Old Wang, I have a bold guess." He suspected that the culprit of all this was the corpse of the old lady in front of him.

Only when night fell did Mrs. Zhang come out to suck the blood of livestock. The old lady Zhang who had started to turn into a dead body was very weak and couldn't drink human blood at all. But if she was given a little more time to grow, Zhang Yuanwai's family would definitely be in great danger.

Old Wang on the side yawned, looking at Jiang Chen, a little helpless, this kid is good at everything, but his personality is a bit stubborn.

"You say you, everything is fine, why are you so concerned about the evil things of demons?"

"Last time Widow Wang mesmerized you with medicine, but you still insisted on relying on your own will to keep her from succeeding."

"If this goes on like this, I will doubt whether you are really as good as Long Yang."

"Don't be suspicious all the time. How could there be so many evil spirits in the territory of Dafeng Kingdom under the bright sky and the earth?"

"Should there really be evil spirits making trouble, it's not our turn to take care of it."

"You still want to open the coffin for inspection. Once your guess is wrong, it will even annoy Zhang Yuanwai, and the thank you gift to us will be blown."

"Old Wang, did you notice something was wrong? When I looked at it, I always felt a little chill behind my back." Jiang Chen directly filtered what Old Wang said, looked at the black coffin, and suddenly felt his eyelids twitch.

"I see something wrong with you now!"

"Forget it, you boy will guard here tonight. I will guard the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep in the courtyard. If there is any movement, we will meet up."

After Lao Wang left cursing and leaving, Jiang Chen put up all his energy, stared at the coffin, and was always ready to deal with it.

"With my current state of pure yang kungfu, can I harm zombies?"

Jiang Chen was cautious, but for some reason, there was some anticipation in his heart.

"I don't know if you can get attribute points by killing zombies?"

And in the courtyard on the right side of the lobby, Lin Daochang sat on a grand teacher's chair, closed his eyes and meditated, leisurely and contented.

To be able to have such an indifferent attitude, either has real ability, or is just a charlatan who cheats on food and drink.

The little Taoist priest Qingxuan looked at the starry sky boredly.

"Why didn't the little patrolman come over? Could it be that he was afraid?"

After Wang Er arrived, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep in the middle of the courtyard. He came to Daochang Lin and sat on a chair beside him.

Looking at the little Taoist priest, he couldn't help saying: "Little Taoist priest, do you know why those livestock in Zhang Yuan's house turned into mummies for no reason?"

Master Qingxuan glanced at Wang Er, and said lazily: "I don't know." Then he paused, showing hesitation.

"But it shouldn't be the evil spirits."

"Why did the Taoist priest say that? Did you find something?" Wang Er was moved and asked.

"What's the difficulty? My master said that there is no evil here, so it's not because of evil spirits."

"Even if there is, there is no need to worry if my master is here!" The little Taoist glanced at Lin Daochang who seemed to be sleeping behind him, and his eyes were burning.

"I hope it's a demon, so that I can see my master's Taoism." The little Taoist looked forward to it, and the old Wang couldn't help but look at Lin Daochang.

"This guy looks very wretched, he doesn't look like a serious Taoist priest."

"..."

It was late at night, and the surroundings became quiet.

The temperature is also gradually dropping, and there is a touch of frost on the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Lin Daochang had already slept soundly at this moment, and he was snoring like thunder.

The little Taoist priest Qingxuan was also dozing off beside him, but Wang Er, as a senior police officer, kept an eye on the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep in the courtyard.

"Hoo." Just when Old Wang thought nothing happened tonight, a black figure flew into the herd of cattle and sheep from outside the wall.

"Quack quack quack."

"Cuckoo cuckoo."

"Moo moo moo."

"Baa baa baa."

Suddenly, chickens and ducks flew around, and cattle and sheep were frightened.

"What." Lao Wang was startled immediately, and the little Taoist Qingxuan beside him was also startled.

"Is there an earthquake? Master, save me!" He took a look, the livestock in front of him were in a mess, and there was a black figure lying on the back of one of the cattle.

The black shadow was more than one meter tall, with its back and wings, biting the scalper tightly.

The scalper below him made a sound of panic, and for a moment, the scalper foamed at the mouth and rolled his eyes.

Under the horrified eyes of several people, the flesh and blood on his body gradually shriveled and turned into a mummy.

"What!" Old Wang drew out his long knife with a vigilant expression on his face, while the little Taoist priest Qingxuan also hid behind Daochang Lin.

"Bat?" After Jiang Chen heard the movement, he rushed over immediately. Seeing this terrifying scene, his expression changed slightly.

It was a giant bat, more than one meter high. It looked like a mouse in front, with small red eyes, a pointed mouth, and a pair of black fleshy wings growing behind it.

"Why does this bat grow so big? Could it be that it has become a spirit?" Jiang Chen couldn't help running the Pure Yang Kung Fu, his whole body was filled with warmth.

The bat ignored the crowd and sucked the blood of a scalper. It didn't seem to be satisfied. This time, he locked his eyes on Jiang Chen who was alone.

The crimson eyeballs showed a sense of humanity, and in just an instant, it spread its fleshy wings more than three meters long, and roared to the sky. Around it, sound waves swept towards Jiang Chen one after another.

Its figure also reached its limit at this moment, opened its fangs, and pounced towards Jiang Chen.

"Damn."

The bat's sound waves had a certain terrifying frequency, Jiang Chen was affected by it, his mind was dizzy, and blood flowed out of his nose, mouth, and ears uncontrollably.

But in the next moment, the internal force of Pure Yang Kungfu turned into a stream of warmth, instantly clearing up Jiang Chen's mind. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Jiang Chen!" Seeing this scene, Old Wang yelled angrily, but he had no time to rescue him.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to be bitten, the situation changed suddenly in the next second.

"Shhhh."

An ear-piercing sound of knives suddenly resounded through the courtyard, and the murderous intent in his eyes was transpiring, and he performed the first form of Lieyang saber technique.

"Draw the knife!"

Chi! !

The blade sliced ​​through the air, making a sound like tearing paper.

"Pfft."

The body of the giant bat split into two in an instant, and a strong smell of blood came out, and the blood stained Jiang Chen's surroundings red.

In an instant, a light spot the size of a grain of rice flew out of the bat's body, and instantly sank into Jiang Chen's body.

"happy!"

Jiang Chen put away the knife, stood in the pool of blood, closed his eyes and carefully felt the aftertaste of the knife just now.

He has a slender figure, a handsome face, and is full of masculinity. This scene in the blood wave is beautiful, but it is also very bloody.

"The combination of saber technique and pure yang kung fu is even more powerful."

(End of this chapter)