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Chapter 43 Fatty sneak attack, zombies dispatched

Da Qingdu had been subjugated for many days. He Xiu was still here in Xiangxi and saw many people with long braids.

Probably thinking that if Daqing is restored to power one day, this hair is easy to cut, but not long!This is the wisdom of people at the bottom.

Until you are forced to cut it off at gunpoint, it is better to keep it. After all, it is a 300-year-old habit and cannot be changed at once.

Xiangxi is a remote place. It would take months for most knowledgeable people to know about any news coming here.

There are records of an unjust case after the death of Daqing. A farmer who went to the city to learn about the death of Daqing returned to the village happily and shouted, telling the villagers and relatives that Daqing had died. As a result, he was killed by a group of people who happened to be here. The braided army who was collecting grain was beaten to death. The crime was: deceiving the public with evil words and intending to rebel.

Following Mr. Jiang, who looked like he was about to die, he walked through the green brick house, the corridor door, and arrived at the backyard.

There are four people in this courtyard, all tall and short, fat and thin, and they all have weapons on their bodies.

"Do you know him?" Master Jiang asked the four of them coldly, holding a sword behind his back, still so straightforward, squinting his eyes.

As I get older, my whole family is dead, and my only thought is to see if I can have a few more babies.

Suspiciousness is naturally severe. After living a lifetime, I deeply understand the dangers of human nature.

The four people of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning are also masters. Although they have the title of Maoshan to the outside world, in fact, their previous identities were soldiers and horses of the Qintianjian Town Demon Division of the imperial court, specializing in dealing with evil affairs in the world.

Just like the modern XXX Meteorological Bureau, in addition to supernatural events, it also handles people who threaten the fate of the court on a part-time basis. If nothing happens, it will nail people's ancestral graves and dragon veins everywhere.

When several people heard what Mr. Jiang said, they were a little confused. The old man kept talking nonsense every day. Senior brother Feng stood up and said, "Mr. Jiang, we don't know him. Who are you?"

"Who are you trying to scare with three swords on your back? This is not the place for a young man like you to come."

He Xiu looked at the few braids and saw that their equipment was of the highest quality.Sure enough, there was someone behind the scenes who was easy to get things done, and relying on the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he should have gained a lot of benefits.

Now that the Manchu Qing Dynasty has fallen, I wonder if they have any plans to return to the Dharma altar. Not everyone has the heart to follow the Tao. There are even some disciples who, after learning the Tao Dharma, do evil everywhere and do many evil things.

Others are uneducated, but he cannot do without it. Only by being gentle can he become a high-level scum. He cupped his Tai Chi fists and saluted, "Maoshan, He Xiu, a disciple of Wuleishan Fumo Hall, has met several Taoist brothers."

He Xiu's respect did not earn them respect. Instead, he looked contemptuous. His sarcastic expression was not concealed at all: "Ouch~! It turns out they are from the Demon Futing Hall. You guys don't care enough about raising ghosts and driving away corpses." Feng Shui, why are you here?"

A person who practices Taoism looks down on his fellow Taoists. His character is obviously not good enough. He even foolishly says that there are thousands of Taoism and sorcery. Are he really not afraid of others cursing him?

Obviously, because they were officers and soldiers of the imperial court, they had too many privileges, which caused them to lose the Taoist heart that a practitioner should have, and became sorcerers with only a few skills left.

Since you look down on us, why don't you bother yourself. Pindao was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. He smiled contemptuously: "Pindao came here, of course, to watch the show. Now that the show is over, let's take my leave."

Feixue felt uncomfortable when she saw that this ordinary disciple from a small family dared to reply like this: "Hmph, let me weigh you."

Even though this guy was fat, he had a very flexible body. He rushed over like a fat toad, flicked his hands, and shot six finger-long nails towards He Xiu's back.

Canglang~!He Xiu had been on guard, but just when the fat man made his move, he sank, turned sideways and pulled out his right hand, and drew out a sword. The copper-gold color pierced, as fast as lightning, he stabbed at the magic nail that was flying towards him, and hit a sword. The horizontal sword made five ding-ding-ding sounds when blocked.

The blade of the sword vibrated, making a horrifying sound. With a click, he felt the vibration in his arm, and thought to himself, this damn fat man's hidden weapon skills are very heavy.

The arm was still hit by a nail, but luckily it wasn't poisonous. Damn, I'll attack you from behind and I'll kill you tonight.

"Your Excellency's craftsmanship is astonishing. I have already learned it and admire it! Farewell!" After saying that, he stepped past the corner.

Seeing He Xiu disappearing, Senior Brother Feng picked up the broken nails on the ground and said, "This man's swordsmanship is so profound, one sword fell five nails."

"Who cares, he still got a nail, didn't he?"

"If there is a secret attack, who of you can withstand it? The sword that breaks five nails in the blink of an eye will have multiple holes in your head before you even react!"

This was a bit embarrassing. They thought that the most powerful thing about He Xiu was this sword. Life and death depended on this tremor. Compared with them, the rest were not that interesting.

Mr. Jiang, in fact, he has no other purpose, but there have been too many strange things in the past two days.He just wanted to make sure that the people with these three swords and the four of them, who were highly skilled in martial arts, were in the same group. One of them was old and it was difficult to do anything. He was afraid that if he slipped his waist, the gain would outweigh the loss.

After leaving Jiang's house, He Xiu found a private house, gave him a silver dollar to stay in, and prepared a few buckets of water.According to the plot, this flying zombie cannot see any creature without temperature.

Compared with zombies that smell Yang Qi and attack, He Xiu feels that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

In this case, wouldn't it be safer to prepare two wet sheets and quilts? I really don't know what these people were thinking during the final battle.

Don't use the invisibility buff, you have to fight hard.

Late at night, He Xiu stood at the window, wrapped in a wet sheet, looking across.

In the Jiang Mansion, the door opened, and dozens of wax corpses jumped out. They jumped several meters and made a loud noise on the ground. So many controlled wax corpses jumped together, and the noise they made was deafening. The scene was extremely spectacular. .

He Xiu's clear eyes did notice something different. A mysterious aura resonated with these wax corpses, tempting them to jump somewhere outside the town. It took a full ten minutes for the corpse tide to jump. Finished and disappeared from sight.

But what appeared next was indeed He Xiu's mission target, Fei Zhan.

The whole body flew off the wall with a rumble and floated towards the outside of the town. He had been beaten up by these monks a few days ago and was hiding in the Jiang family's body, which was full of energy. However, he was seduced out. This flying zombie is also a corpse, and its reaction to this seductive aura is actually greater.

I don’t know if any fellow Taoist outside the town will end up the same as before, hey!If you covet someone else's big yellow croaker, you will explode yourself.

However, this corpse exorcism technique seems to be a little stronger than the four-eye corpse exorcism technique, and it is more powerful in inducing corpse energy.

The ordinary corpse made the corpse exorcist, whom he had never met before, look like a black zombie. It seemed that he had to go to his dojo.

I don’t know where Tang Long invited him from. The monks in each city have their own professions. Generally, they don’t know how to do it. Those who do Yin go to Yin, those who make paper people, those who do things, those who do things. Those who chase the corpses are chased away, those who read the faces read the faces, and there is no random crowding, so everyone has something to eat.

(End of this chapter)