Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 347
The Taoist stood in front of Ding Ermiao, deliberately blocking Ding Ermiao's sight to prevent him from looking at the zombies. He obviously had a guilty conscience. How could Ding Ermiao not see it?
"Hey, I see that your method of exorcising corpses is different from mine, so I came to ask for my experience." Ding Ermiao walked slowly and said:

"Why is your zombie not jumping around, but walking alternately with its left and right legs? My master said that zombies walk like zombies, and humans walk like humans. If they walk alternately with their legs, is it a human or a zombie?"

Just now Ding Ermiao noticed that although the three zombies in front of the Taoist were walking stiffly, they were not walking like zombies.

The Taoist stopped again, and said calmly: "There are many sects in the world, and each has its own method. This is related to the secrecy of the sect. The poor Taoist can't explain it to outsiders. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

These words can explain the past.The secrets of the sect are equivalent to the Sunflower Book of Invincibility in the East. It is common sense not to spread it to others.

"Haha, forget it if you don't tell me, but there is one more thing I need to figure out." Ding Ermiao said.

The Taoist asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

Ding Ermiao chuckled, touched his chin and said: "I told you just now, I am also a corpse chaser. But just now I had diarrhea, so I squatted in the thatch to solve the problem. When I got up, I saw a zombie running away. Now I doubt it , my zombie came to you, I want to check it!"

"You...!" The Taoist was furious, opened his hand, stopped Ding Ermiao who was about to step forward, and said: "Don't be ridiculous. If the breath of a stranger scares the zombies and causes the zombies to turn into zombies, you and I will Everyone will die here!"

"I'm responsible for causing the corpse transformation!" Ding Ermiao opened the Taoist's hand, pushed the Taoist aside, stepped forward, and reached out to tear off the paper charms on the faces of the three zombies.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

There was a sound of wind behind him, and the Taoist roared and rushed forward. In his hand, there was a gleaming dagger.

Ding Ermiao was on guard for a long time. He turned his body to pass the blade, turned his right hand into a claw, and held it towards the Taoist's wrist holding the knife. This was a grappling technique of using bare hands to grasp the blade.

But although the Taoist was old, his skills were not weak. He kept coming forward, bent his right arm, and hit Ding Ermiao's right chest with the tip of his elbow.

"Hey, is your skill good?" Ding Ermiao turned around, and when he was shoulder-to-shoulder with the Taoist, he also bent his elbow and bumped into the Taoist's back.

As the saying goes, it is better to receive ten punches than an elbow.The Taoist was hit hard by Ding Ermiao's elbow. He couldn't hold his feet back and threw himself at the three zombies in front of him with a whoosh.

The three zombies were also frightened and screamed, hurriedly avoiding them.However, these three zombies moved stiffly, and this time they tried to hide in a hurry, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The Taoist rushed forward and jumped up.Turning around, the fly whisk that was originally slanted on his shoulder was already in his left hand.

It seems that this whisk is also a seasoned weapon.

"Boy, if you are wise, don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise, the Taoist will send you to the West!" The old Taoist's eyes were as sinister as those of a vulture, staring at Ding Ermiao.

Amidst the roar of dragons and tigers, thousands of swordsmen were slowly unsheathed.Ding Ermiao showed no emotion or anger, and said: "Okay, I'll come and learn your good skills!"

"There is a way to heaven, so don't take it. If there is no door to hell, come and throw yourself into it!" The old Taoist inserted the dagger in his waist, handed the whisk to his right hand, stepped forward in the middle of the palace, waved the whisk, and shouted: "Watch the fight!"

Ding Ermiao smiled and raised his sword to greet him.The veteran's whisk was made of silver wire, but he didn't know what it was made of. Ding Ermiao planned to give him a few swords to cut off the silver wire and turn his whisk into a fire stick.

Unexpectedly, before the weapons of the two sides clashed, the old man's eyes suddenly became full of fierceness!

Ding Ermiao secretly thought it was bad, but it was already a step too late.A clear click sound was heard from the old Taoist's whisk, and then, more than a dozen silver threads shot towards Ding Ermiao's face!

It turns out that the old-fashioned whisk has a hidden mechanism, with a hook in the handle, which can shoot hidden weapons such as thin needles.

The distance between the two sides was too close, and Ding Ermiao had no time to dodge, so he hurriedly raised his left arm to protect his eyes. At the same time, in order to prevent the opponent's subsequent killing move, he faced the old man, turned around and struck out with a sword!
After the sword was struck, Ding Ermiao felt numbness and pain on his left arm and cheek. Needless to say, he had been shot by an experienced hidden weapon.

Generally speaking, if you feel numb, then the hidden weapon must be poisonous.Ding Ermiao was even more frightened. Based on his feeling, he estimated the direction of the old man and kept swinging his sword.

In an instant, Ding Ermiao had already swung seven or eight swords, slashing and sweeping, picking and stabbing. He only heard the old Taoist scream, his voice was very embarrassing, and he seemed to have been hit.

Ding Ermiao kept dancing his sword, protecting his whole body with wind and rain in all directions, and then withdrew his left hand covering his eyes to see what the old man was doing.

Under the dim moonlight, I saw the old man running like flying towards the southwest!

Obviously, the old Taoist knew that he was no match and did not dare to fight. He had no choice but to flee in a hurry to save his life.

"Don't run away if you have the guts!" Ding Ermiao shouted and started chasing him.But after chasing him for more than ten steps, I felt my breath was stagnant, I felt a slight chest tightness, and the numbness and itching on my face and left arm was even worse.

Knowing that the poison on the poisonous needles was beginning to dissipate, Ding Ermiao did not dare to chase anymore. He stopped and fumbled with his hands, first pulling out a few silver needles on his face.

The silver needle is as thin as a cow's hair and can be as long as an inch. No one knows what kind of poison it contains.Ding Ermiao pulled out several needles from his left arm, wrapped them in a paper charm, then took out a detoxification and blood circulation pill from his backpack and threw it into his mouth.I was afraid that the dose of medicine was not enough, so after thinking about it, I added another dose of Ding Er Miao.

I touched my cheek and saw that a lump the size of a coin had swelled up where the needle had been injected. I pressed it down with my hand and it was iron-hard.

I lifted up the clothes on my left arm and saw that the place where the needle had been injected was also red and swollen.

Seeing that the wound was red but not black, Ding Ermiao knew that the poison was not too severe.And because the poison is applied on the ox hair needle, the dose it carries is also very limited. The detoxification pill I just took should be able to resolve this small amount of poison.

However, it was lucky that the poisonous needle did not hit the eye just now. Otherwise, if it were not so toxic, even if it did not cause blindness, it would have a great impact on my future vision.

Looking back at the direction in which Lao Dao escaped, there was no one there long ago.

Ding Ermiao sighed, holding Ten Thousand Slasher in hand, and walked towards the three zombies.

When the zombies saw Ding Ermiao approaching, they all whined and screamed together, shaking their heads and nodding, not knowing what they wanted to express.

There was only one of them, whose voice seemed to be vaguely recognizable, as if to say: "Help me, save me..."

The zombies can talk, but they are obviously not zombies anymore.But what puzzles Ding Ermiao is that these people carry strong corpse aura and cold death aura.The only thing that cannot be noticed is the gentle breath of a living person...

Could it be that, like Gu Qinglan, they were also poisoned by corpse poison and gradually turned into zombies?
(End of this chapter)