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Chapter 5: The zombies are fierce, He Xiu is seriously injured, and his eyes show off his majesty.

evening!

The three seniors, Chizuru, Four Eyes, and Ikkyu, were noisily setting up several formations and preparing to wait and see.

After the two disabled people were arranged, everyone waited quietly for the arrival of the royal zombies.

Qingqing herself didn't know what was going on, she always wanted to get closer to He Xiu, but she couldn't do anything about it. She just kept telling Qingqing to be reserved, but it seemed... of no use.

A group of people were ready to go, and everyone was dozing off from the high-spirited evening to midnight.

Zishi is a magical time, with a natural increase in evil spirits.

A sudden howl, the master's four-character mantra to save life, came from the morgue. It was Jia Le's voice.

The royal zombies actually knew that Persimmon had arrived shortly after dark, and they had been looking for everyone's weaknesses.

In the formation, He Xiu opened his eyes suddenly and rushed out like a sharp sword!
"Don't panic, stay in the formation, He Xiu, go and lure it over!" Looking at He Xiu, he rushed over and immediately comforted everyone. This zombie is not simple. Without the protection of the formation, it would be difficult for the junior to survive.

He Xiu rushed into the morgue and suddenly remembered the idiot Jiale who spread maltose on the floor. Unfortunately, it was too late.

It jumped on the maltose with a bang and stuck to it. It was like a ghost.

Fortunately, inside, Taoist priest Qianhe endured the pain, rang the Sanqing bell, tinkling, and directed the walking zombies to attack the zombies.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, He Xiu quickly took off his straw sandals, barefoot, bent his legs, jumped into the air, and stabbed the wound on the zombie's head with a sword.

Time is too short, the zombie’s wounds from last night haven’t healed yet!He was seriously injured three times by the same person, the same posture, and the same hole.

The besieged royal zombies became angry, and with a roar, they shook away the layers of zombies that weighed tens of thousands of pounds.

Taoist Master Qianhe had cold sweat on his forehead and looked nervous. The scariest thing about a beast is that it got angry. He ignored it and shouted: "Master nephew, get out of here!"

He Xiu was about to be knocked down by the sweeping claws of the royal zombies.

But the big sword was stuck in its head, and his movements couldn't keep up with his brain speed!
boom!
The whole person was hit by the giant zombie at a speed of 180 yards, and flew away after the impact.

Jiale jumped out of the window: "Uncle Master, let's go to the magic circle!"

Qianzhe ignored Jia Le's words, shook a bell in one hand, held a sword finger in the other, and sounded a spell in his mouth. The walking zombie stood up straight and was controlled again, and rushed towards the royal zombie!

He Xiu felt dizzy. This zombie didn't know what was going on. It looked like a gorilla, not that cute and cute at all.

His movements are agile, his power is strong and heavy, his body is like steel, his nose is like a dog's, he can see at night, and he also knows how to assess the situation.

puff!
Mu De, all the internal organs were displaced: "I'll fuck you!"

A donkey rolled to avoid the walking corpses that were smashed at him. He endured being smashed into pieces and stumbled to the side!
He spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled into the gap in the floor created by the zombies: "Uncle, leave quickly, don't be reluctant to fight!"

Qianhe's forehead is covered with black lines...He Xiu, you idiot, you actually slipped away, damn it!
He quickly threw away the bell in his hand, picked up a copper sword, and jumped out of the window where Jiale escaped!
The zombie was stunned for a moment, and the three people beat him up. Now they all ran away. It was unbearable, and they smashed open the wooden wall and chased the nearest He Xiu.He Xiu, who had just crawled out from under the floor, saw a black shadow grabbing at his head!

Quickly rolling, King Qin circled the pillar, dodged, and dodged the black shadow's claws!
I felt sawdust flying all over my scalp, and the thick wooden pillar supporting the house was cut off at the waist!
It would be terrible if these two claws hit me!Is this really something humans can resist?
The stench of the zombies made people suffocate.

"He Xiu, come here quickly!"

The sound from the fourth eye came from far away. Qianzhe and Jiale had already stumbled into the formation and were lying on the ground gasping for air!

He Xiu understood that now was not the time to hesitate!
He gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body, and rolled towards the zombie's feet. Although the zombie's body was already flexible, it was still not as good as a human's. For a while, he still couldn't hook He Xiu, who was like a loach.

He walked around the zombie's back, rolled and crawled towards the formation, and the zombie reacted quickly. It jumped up more than ten meters and smashed into He Xiu.

Seeing this, Monk Yixiu raised his crutches, summoned all his strength, shouted, and pierced the zombie that was about to hit He Xiu!
As worthy of a walking monk who has practiced hard all his life, this stick is really beautiful.

He knocked the zombie away several meters and saved He Xiu's life as he rolled away!

The four-eyed group of people looked at the zombies that were on all fours outside the formation, wandering around like a skinned tiger. They grinned fiercely and roared towards the inside of the formation, but they just couldn't get into the trap: "This thing has become a spirit!"

As soon as He Xiu entered the formation, Qingqing quickly supported him, sat on the ground, and took out the medicine. Her hands were shaking because of fear and nervousness, and she finally poured it into He Xiu's mouth.

"Qingqing, I'm fine, I can't die yet. Uncle Master, this zombie has indeed become a spirit. He is a member of the royal family of the former dynasty. He was refined by thunder and fire in the copper-horned gold coffin. Once he came out of the coffin, he sucked the blood essence of nearly 20 people. By the way, there is also an elder brother from the Manchu Qing Dynasty. The blood of his relatives has made him evolve faster."

"This is a rare opportunity in a hundred years, damn it! I'm going to go crazy! If you don't come in, I'll beat you until you come in."

With rare seriousness in his eyes, he came to the statue of the Patriarch in the Dharma Altar, took a sip of sesame oil in his mouth, picked up a handful of incense, flicked it, lit it all, stamped his right foot on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, made seals with his hands, and He murmured something softly, like he was singing something.

He shouted loudly: "Please give me the magic from the ancestor!" His eyes doubled in size, his muscles were ferocious, and his eyes shone with golden light. He turned towards the zombies outside the formation, jumped into the air, and punched the zombies before landing. With one punch, the zombie rolled tens of meters away, like an adult hitting a child, without any pressure.

When he was still rolling without using up all his strength, he reached out with his four eyes and body shape, grabbed the zombie, rounded it up, swung it left and right, and hit the ground.

The pebbles on the ground as big as a head were smashed and buried deep in the soil. He Xiu felt very similar to the scene in the American comics where the Hulk dumped Loki.

"Damn it, Master has become a god."

"Shut up, this is a high-level magic technique in the sect. Please pray to God! What do you think your master is doing every morning and night? Just so that when you ask God to pray, the Patriarch can give you the magic as soon as possible, so that your body will not be taken over by monsters and monsters. "

It is very dangerous to invite gods. When you invite gods, the human body is like a bank vault with the door open and unattended. No one knows what will come in. If you invite an evil ghost, it will be very embarrassing.

Therefore, the upright sect always establishes a good relationship with the ancestor or a certain god every day, so that he can come over as soon as possible when needed.

Otherwise, if you are not a relative or an acquaintance, just help if you ask someone to help you. There is an old saying that if you don’t burn incense on a regular basis and just do it temporarily, you should really treat others as compassionate.

It's like being out of society and asking the teacher who taught you before for help. Maybe they won't even remember who you are.

(End of this chapter)