Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

With a loud shout, it exploded in the zombie's ears like thunder.

Followed by.

boom! ! !

There was a sound like metal colliding violently.

The body of the zombie suddenly flew upside down in the air.

Its dark green eyes were full of bewilderment at this moment.

A deep depression appeared on the bronze-colored forehead.

who I am?where am I?what am i doing?

Why can a puppet knock out a mutated copper corpse like me?

And also knocked a big hole in his forehead? !

"Roar!!!"

The zombie stood up roaring angrily, and looked at the puppet with dark green pupils.

But only see.

There are no puppets, some are clearly a monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth.

Holding a golden iron rod in his hand, he scratched his ears and stared at himself.

"Qi, Qi, Qi Tian..."

It seemed to be frightened, and the original sound was stiff, but now it was more like a disc stuck.

"Bah!" the monkey barked in disgust, "Bold and monstrous, you dare to be arrogant in front of your grandpa, die to me!"

The golden cudgel in his hand swung violently, and it was originally a slender iron rod.

In an instant, it stretched out suddenly, became longer and longer, and smashed down on the zombie!

Faced with this extremely fast blow.

The zombie barely managed to cover its head with its arms.

heard it later.

Boom! ! !

A small mushroom cloud rose instantly when the golden cudgel hit the zombie's arms.

The aftermath of the explosion rolled up golden dust and scattered in all directions.

The corners of Tang Sanzan and Liu Mengyan's eyes twitched slightly.

There seemed to be a series of crows flying overhead, bringing up a series of ellipsis.

finally.

Tang Sanzan gave a pertinent evaluation: "As expected of Su Xiaoran, if something gets into her hands, it will inevitably end up being bombed."

Liu Mengyan nodded approvingly.

Then, as if he was a little afraid of the explosion, he hugged Tang Sanzan's arm.

The warm feeling immediately made the happiness index of the arm soar.

It also reminded Tang Sanzan of the wonderful experience of facial cleanser in Dongtian space...

after the explosion.

"My old grandson's golden cudgel, does it still have such an effect?"

"Hey, who cares! It seems to be quite easy, hee hee!"

Monkey King, who had a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, was obviously surprised by the effect of this stick.

I was a little stunned, but soon fell in love with the feeling of "nuclear explosion" when the stick went down.

The first explosion seemed to be just the beginning.

After the great sage reacted, the sound of "bang" was almost endless.

The war began.

Zombies who were originally suppressed by the Buddha's light.

At this moment, he was blown into a daze.

Facing the golden cudgel in the hands of the nuclear explosion sage, it gradually lost its resistance.

As a mutated zombie, he originally possessed extremely strong defenses.

But he couldn't stand the suppression of the Buddha's light and the terrifying power constantly exploding on him.

Soon its body was covered with cracks, exuding a stronger corpse aura.

Watch Monkey King beating zombies.

Su Xiaoran's face was full of excitement, and his eyes shone with a strong brilliance.

In his mouth, he even yelled strange words such as "the Queen" and "Signe".

The world of middle school girls is obviously beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

In the end, Tang Sanzan couldn't stand it anymore.

Utilize the power of the Dayan Buddha Bead and use the power of a Buddha land.

Further curb the strength of that zombie.

Monkey King seemed to have sensed something, seized the opportunity, and flew up.

Just give that zombie a blow in the head!

Boom! ! !

Today is another day of world peace.

Zombie bodies are scattered all over the sky.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, it turned into smoke and dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

The effect of [Enhanced Blessing] was also dissipated by Su Xiaoran.

Monkey King turned into a doll again and was put away by her.

Hmm... This is an enhanced item that Su Xiaoran seldom has a recyclable effect.

Very commemorative...

Chapter 93 Talking about money is so tacky

The Buddha light that enveloped the teahouse gradually dissipated.

Tianji's Dayan Buddhist beads were hung around Tang Sanzan's neck again.

The "One Cup of Tea" teahouse reappears intact.

It's just that the guy inside seemed a little terrified.

She completely lost the relaxed demeanor she had when they first met.

Tang Sanzan walked in with the two girls.

When Huang Ziming saw Tang Sanzan's face and the string of Buddhist beads around his neck, he was surprised and said, "You made the movement just now?"

Facing the endless Buddha light in the Buddha land, Huang Ziming did not rush out as violently as a zombie.

Instead, he shrank decisively in his teahouse.

So I don't know what's going on outside.

As a ghost with no big ambitions, it just wants to sip tea in peace of mind.

Even the zombie came to the door, wanting it to join the subordinates of some "devil master".

It always refused decisively, and because of this, it confronted the zombie.

"En." Tang Sanzan nodded, "At first I wanted to taste the first cup of tea in the morning, but in the end, I was spoiled by that disgusting thing."

"Are you OK?"

Tang Sanzun glanced at Huang Ziming, and found that the other party's ghostly aura seemed a little unsteady.

It seemed that this guy had already "communicated" with that zombie before he came.

"Fortunately, I was just disgusted by that guy's corpse."

Huang Ziming said gratefully.

A feeling emerged in my heart: the monk in front of me seems to be completely different from the others.

Of course, if the other party drinks tea, he can stop drinking so much.

It's even more perfect!

"Since you are here to drink tea, they helped me get out of the predicament."

"Not to mention anything else, let's chat while drinking, if you want to know anything, feel free to ask me!"

Huang Ziming was obviously much more enthusiastic, and his temperament was completely different from the general gloomy ghosts.

"Alright, I do have something to ask you."

Tang Sanzan nodded upon hearing the words, and sat down in front of the antique tea table.

Huang Ziming immediately started his artistic tea art performance.

The fragrance of tea leaves hits the nose.

"Where did that zombie come from? How did it find you?"

While Huang Ziming was making tea, Tang Sanzan began to ask.

"It's unlucky to say it. I went out to buy better tea tree seeds that day, but I was targeted by that thing."

"Purchasing tea?"

"That's right, all my tea is grown by myself!"

Huang Ziming was obviously very proud of this.

"Did you give Ming coins, or Renminbi?"

As soon as Tang Sanzan came up with this problem.

The two women clearly saw that Huang Ziming's hands trembled, almost knocking over the teapot.

He looked at Tang Sanzan speechlessly: "Brother, can the turning point not be so big? Are we talking about money?"

Tang Sanzun nodded: "So, what coins did you give?"

Huang Ziming: "..."

Can't communicate anymore!Is it a matter of money?

This is a tea ceremony lover, in order to choose the best tea.

It's an inspirational story about going out to search for someone who worked so hard and took the risk of being saved!

Talking about money...cheesy isn't it?

Looking at the silent Huang Ziming, Tang Sanzan suddenly understood.

"Ahem... Don't talk about this issue, what do the zombies want to do when they stare at you?"

"He originally came to Nancheng District. It seems that he wanted to kill a guy named Tang Sanzan. He happened to meet me and wanted to recruit me to join the gang. He also said that he would join the demon lord's forces with him."

As soon as this remark came out, the two women were immediately happy.

Co-author, this is another poor guy who hit the muzzle of the gun again?

Just...why say again...

Tang Sanzan touched his nose innocently: "Ami, your uncle's Buddha, whether the Buddha will change his name or not, Tang Sanzan will be me."

Huang Ziming: "..."