Chapter 86 Fighting Zombies! 1

The boundless twilight came from all directions and squeezed the top of this hill. The endless sea of clouds was like a surge of black waves in the distance, intertwined with the remnants of the sky and burned to ashes.

The wind blew, and the sky was full of crows.

The large miscellaneous yard of the Bai Erqizi family is in all directions. Two wooden pimple doors swayed in the evening breeze, and the wall crackled.

The whole yard has been covered with a thick layer of glutinous rice, and it has been more than three years of glutinous rice. This is extremely luxurious in the era of natural disasters, so some people are not happy, but in the face of doubts, Zhang Enpu has his own set of sayings, that is, this zombie. He has become a monster, and has also sucked the blood of many people. His skills are better than before. If they don't destroy it at this time, both villages will have to die. After listening to Zhang Enpou's explanation, the village head of Tian and village head Zhao calculated that this old Taoist priest is still quite immortal and Taoist, at least more reliable than the ordinary magic stick. Alas, let's be a living horse doctor. Let's try it once! In case he also takes the burden and walks away, there is really nothing we can do. He immediately gritted his teeth and agreed to Zhang Enpou's request, and these hemp bags of glutinous rice were exactly what their two families worked hard to raise.

Zhang Enpune's second requirement is that the village has to give him four powerful helpers. For the ability of this zombie, village head Zhao is well aware of it. He not only chose four tall young men for Zhang Enpou, but also gave him the only two hunters in the village. More people are better than fewer people, and Zhang En Pu is happy. I have to agree. Now, the two old hunters are quietly lying on the roof of Bai Erluzi's house, huddled in a big cotton-padded jacket without saying a word. His hands tightly grasped the bright shotgun rubbed with lard, and his eyes narrowed into a line, waiting for the target to appear.

As long as you look carefully, you will find that on the back of the several straw stacks around the yard, there are four young men squatting quietly, and the white two leopards are also among them. This time, he not only contributed to his own yard, but also his own people. How to say, this white two leopard is a single tendon, a straight intestine, one In addition to this scourge in the village, the two widows he adopted were temporarily placed in a villager's house. Looking at a few men around him, the white man couldn't help clenched the hairy bamboo in his hand and said in his heart that he would avenge the widow and beat the little dog to death. Mother's zombie.

Of course, there is another person who has the same mind as him, that is, Wang Weizhen, that is, Mrs. Fan's old friend Wang Banxian, but when he saw that Wang Weizhen was dressed in a gray Taoist robe, two mahogany swords crossed behind him, and his waist was full of charms, he was really fully armed. Wang Weizhen naturally knew a few things about him, but Wang Weizhen persuaded Zhang En Pu to leave himself extra. After all, he was also a Taoist priest. Although he was wild, he was also stronger than those crops. To be honest, Wang Weizhen was not a timid person. On the contrary, he was extremely timid, but at this moment he His eyes were red and red, and the red eyes were about to burst into flames. There was only one voice in his heart, that was revenge, revenge, revenge!

The small yard is full of murder. And the whole Xiushan Village is also particularly quiet, and even a needle can be heard clearly when it falls down. The villagers had long cooperated and hid in their own house, locked the door, plugged in the wooden bolts, and trembled in the kang. Zhang En Pu is very satisfied with this, because in his opinion, it is the best cooperation if he doesn't help. Tian village head, Zhao village head and Tian Guoqiang were also politely persuaded by Zhang En Pu to go to the next room on the grounds that it was inconvenient to protect, which was called: wartime command.

A basin of animal blood was sown outside the yard, which smelled strong and smelled fishy. With this bait, Zhang Enpu is not afraid that the drought will not come.

"Old Taoist priest, will that thing really come?" In the room, Liu Dashao muttered and wondered. He looked out of the window. It was coming soon. The air temperature around him dropped a lot. He quickly took out a cloth robe and sat down with Zhang Enpu and wrapped it up. Zhang Enpu smiled kindly. A white beard was slowly shaken by the night wind poured into the room, scratching Liu Dashao's cheek from time to time. Go up.

"The goal idea identified by the evil barrier must be achieved no matter what. Unlike human beings, they will use their IQ and know how to retreat when it is difficult, unless you kill it or find a way to fake a desired purpose with Taoism to give it. Ordinary zombies have no IQ. They only know how to attack human beings with yang according to the smell. After the master concludes that this drought has sucked the blood of many people, they have become the king of drought, but as long as they are well prepared and well-staffed, the teacher has his own way to deal with it. Zhang En Pu said confidently.

Liu Dashao nodded and said, and after choosing from the back rack for a long time, he finally found a bottle of bamboo tube containing black dog blood, as well as a stack of yellow charms made by Zhang Enpu in the past few days, which have been placed in front of the ancestor's incense burner for twelve hours. Although the spirit can't catch up with the authentic charm of Longhu Mountain, It's better than nothing.

Liu Dashao thought so and handed Huang Fu to Zhang Enpu. Zhang Enpu nodded, took out the dark compass from the cloth bag and pressed a roll of yellow charms on the corner of the table, so as not to be blown everywhere by the cold night wind blowing from the window. At this time, there was already a huge snooze on the roof. Obviously, which two elite hunters had gone to the Zhou Convention, and Zhang Enpu shook it unconsciously. Head.

After the preparation, Liu Dashao snuggled up to Zhang Enpu and sat down again. The robe could not accommodate the bodies of the two. Zhang Enpu gently pulled the robe to Liu Dashao and covered his whole body. He had already exposed half of his arms. Liu Dashao did not care. After smiling, he looked closely at the door. In the window, the two ears moved from time to time. Hearing the traces outside the house, Zhang Enpo stared at the compass and did not make a sound. After half a sound, his eyes closed slightly, opened the yin and yang eyes, and closed his eyes to refresh.

The mountain wind makes several trees and cypresses in the village cling, and the fallen leaves blowing away from the trees often float on the windows of the villagers' houses, making bursts of crisp noises. The poultry and beasts in the village are also quiet, and occasionally a few worms are heard mixed with the sound of the wind.

Zi Shi is the moment when heaven and earth are forced by yin and yang. For the yang work and rest, the yin control of heaven and earth, and the thing that should appear, in the end, as Zhang En Pu expected, can't help but lose his mind.

The house of Bai Erzi's house was dark. The cold mountain wind shook the fence of the courtyard. It looked vulnerable, but it was never collapsed. Some fallen leaves driven by the wind fell to the door of Bai Erzi's house. It was about to touch the window, but it was strengthened by a stream. The strong wind blew aside.

A dark shadow stopped at the head of the village, with gusts of cloudy wind. At this moment, when the moon was high, the dark shadow looked up at the dark and bleak moonlight for a long time. After jumping for a while, his eyes suddenly released a gloomy red light. The wind just blew away the black clouds at this moment, half of the moon. Under the reflection, it is like the black impermanence of going out of hell.

The two big yellow dogs who had just finished mating and were about to fall asleep sniffed sensitively, and then raised the dog's head and looked up at the sky. They were so scared that their whole body trembled and hurriedly hid in the nest, making a low cry. But from the deep mountains, there was a loud howling of the beasts.

In Bai Erzi's family, Liu Dashao couldn't hold his eyelids. He lowered his head from time to time and slowly raised it. He didn't know the strange cry from the wind just now. It seemed that it only existed in his dream.

The yellow paper suppressed by the compass on the table suddenly fluttered, like a bird eager to break free from the cage. The pointer of the compass did not shake left and right irregularly. Zhang En Pu stared at the compass with the essence of his eyes and completely saw the malicious warning of this scene.

"Here..." Zhang Enpu whispered with a serious look. A wooden sword made of mahogany slipped out of his long sleeve, took a few yellow charms in his hand, sat on the stool, and silently put on a posture of waiting for the rabbit.

At this time, Liu Dashao was also pulled back from the dream by Zhang Enpu's body. He opened his eyes sleepyly and was about to ask if it was dawn, but he suddenly remembered that he was no longer living a leisurely life at this moment, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands a few times and asked nervously, "Old Taoist priest... that Is something coming?"

Zhang En Pu almost fell from the stool by Liu Dashao. He dared that the boy had just woken up, and he was unaware of the disaster. Alas, without himself, Liu Da Shao would have become the meat on the cutting board and the lamb in front of the tiger's mouth. He did not answer Liu Da Shao's words. After set his mood, he continued to hear it. Everything outside the house.

At this time, there was no night wind in the room, but the flame of the dilapidated oil lamp was unwinded and waveless. It was pulled and tilted by some inexplicable breath, and the figure of an old and a young man was driven by the fleeting flame.

When Liu Dashao saw this situation, he knew that the situation was wrong. He hurriedly tossed the guy's matter and pulled out the back frame. He was ready to send the guy Zhang Enpu wanted to use at any time, and smiled at his embarrassment.

The wind outside the house stopped for half a quarter of an hour, and suddenly it blew again, and it was much more fierce than before. The old wooden window began to be a little unbearable, "squeak--squeak--" howled fiercely. In the room, Zhang Enpou turned a blind eye. He knew that this was the evil barrier. Issue a warning that "it's none of your business, don't worry about it", or any dirty thing will create some strange and frightening momentum before starting to attack people to reduce people's fighting spirit.

But for Zhang En Pu, this is nothing more than a hair twitching. Not only does he not feel a trace of panic, but it makes him laugh a little. It seems that this thing is quite taboo to him. Only Liu Da Shao is beside him, and his forehead has begun to slowly ooze a little cold sweat.

He has seen a lot of little demons in the temple in the mountains, but the gloomy atmosphere emitted from outside the house has made him very nervous. Now, coupled with such a bluff, is also a psychological choice for Liu Dashao, who saw this "big scene" for the first time. Zhan, the thriller was still the same. Liu Dashao couldn't help leaning closer to Zhang En Pu, just hoping that things would end as soon as possible.

At the edge of the haystatch, Wang Weizhen's small triangular eyes burst out a touch of light. Looking at the windy yard door, Wang Weizhen carefully moved his steps and woke up the four strong men who were doting one by one.

"What...what's wrong?" Bai Erzi was marrying his daughter-in-law in a dream. He was about to enter the bridal chamber, but he suddenly slapped people and immediately jumped up in shock.

"Shh!" Wang Weizhen winked at him and made a silent gesture to the rest of the people. His index finger quietly pointed to the door.

Bai Erzi immediately realized it, covered his mouth with his hand, then lowered his voice and asked gently, "Wang Banxian, isn't it that zombie..."

Wang Weizhen nodded heavily, and the four strong men's hearts were like fifteen buckets, shaking with goose bumps on the ground, and their hair exploded. One of his psychological qualities was not good, and his elbows trembled.

"Don't be nervous. Wait for that thing to come in later. Don't be careless when you listen to me." Wang Weizhen looked in his eyes and ordered while looking into the inner room. When he found that the shadows of Zhang En Pu and Liu Dashao had fallen by the window, he smiled, moved his hand to his back, pressed his spine down, and pulled out a mahogany sword drenched with black dog blood, across his chest, waiting for the opportunity to move.

At this time, the two wooden doors were suddenly sucked by the wind and closed with a bang. Then a rush of blood climbed over the high wall and came in. Although several strong men tried their best to cover their noses, they were still choked and difficult to breathe. What's more, they had curled up on the ground like shrimp and coughed violently. Wang Weizhen's old face turned purple, but he still didn't relax at all.

"Here we go, array!" Suddenly, Wang Weizhen roared, and his body turned his head in mid-air. He clasped his sword with his right hand. In the back, another mahogany sword immediately jumped out of the scabbard, aimed at the door, and flew over. At the same time, two wooden doors fell down, and a dark shadow appeared at the door. The sword was also a little spiritual. At the order of Wang Weizhen, it stabbed the black shadow's abdomen impartially, but I heard a sneer, and I didn't know how deep it had poked. Wang Weizhen couldn't control it anymore. As soon as his body was collected, he rolled to the south of the glutinous rice field, danced another mahogany sword with a flying dragon and phoenix, and ordered sharply: "Bage the corpse rope!"

"Dry!"

"Dry!" The four strong men, led by Bai Erzi, jumped out of the straw pile one after another, holding a large roll of hemp rope in his left hand, and the other end of the hemp rope with an iron hook in his right hand turned into a windmill, waiting for the zombie to be sent to the door.

"Gig..." The dry mandarin smiled twice, and the sound seemed to leak out of his throat. It was negatively measured with an echo. It sounded like pricking his ears with a needle, which was particularly uncomfortable. Looking at her scattered hair and the two fangs pouted out of her white face, several strong men who had roared like millions of troops suddenly became soft eggs, and they did not show off, nor did they scream. Her legs trembled in place, and their teeth crackled. One of the guys named Black Mountain knelt down directly. Oh, my mother, why is this zombie so scary? Seeing the long fangs, Black Mountain immediately remembered the dead people in the village and the body of Li Fei, and said with a drum in his heart: Don't bite me, don't bite me.

"Something that can't be done!" When Wang Weizhen saw the appearance of Black Mountain, he wanted to die. Damn, this heavenly master thought of the formation and the arrangement, but he didn't expect the resistance ability of these hillbilities! There is no way. At the critical moment, he can only rely on himself. Thinking of this, Wang Weizhen spit in the palm of his hand, grabbed the mahogany sword, swept a circle and a half in front of him, and splashed the glutinous rice on the ground on the drought. The drought instinctively wanted to avoid, but it happened to step on the mud covered with glutinous rice. Suddenly, there was a howl. A white fog came from her feet. The glutinous rice near her feet immediately turned into a coke color, and the air was full of burning smell. Look at the trick!" Wang Weizhen did not stop doing anything, and poured out a handful of glutinous rice. This time, it didn't fail. It happened to hit the drought. Wang Weizhen suddenly smiled and blossomed. He knew that the glutinous rice was the nemesis of zombies, but as long as zombies were stained with glutinous rice, they would not be afraid. Although this zombie was a little fierce, the yard was full of glutinous rice, and now Don't wrap this man into glutinous rice balls. Thinking of this, Wang Weizhen laughed unconsciously, but he only smiled and stopped abruptly. Because he found that the drought was slowly jumping towards him. With each step, the glutinous rice stepped on was burned black, and there was already a line of black footprints behind her.

Fra, Wang Weizhen's head is big, completely big, Damn it, this thing is too fierce! So much glutinous rice can't restrain him. Is this still a zombie? However, Wang Wei was at least a little experienced in handling. After a moment, he dispelled his panic and said to Bai Erzi, "Kid, what are you doing? Do it!"

"Ao, Ao, Ao, Ao, do it, do it..." Several people recovered and stood in the four directions of east, west, north and south respectively. They turned up the noose. The white Erluzi took the lead in taking action. As soon as he threw his wrist, the black iron hook came out of his hand and threw it on the waist of the crocoil. The hook was quite heavy. So that the remaining momentum did not diminish, and he circled around the dry manger's body for several times before hanging down. The other three people learned from his appearance and also took action one after another. In a short time, the dry mantle was tied into a meat zongzi. The four people looked at each other, and then pulled their hands into the rope and pulled back fiercely. Under their pull, the rope was suddenly pulled. The tension is tight, and the drought is pulled in place and can't move.

"Roar..." The drought hissed fiercely, left Wang Weizhen and pounced on Bai Erqi.

"Change the array, change the array!" Wang Weizhen didn't see it well and hurriedly pointed it out. Needless to say, the four people began to be trained by Zhang Enpu. Now it came to the critical moment of life and death, and the beginning gradually disappeared. As soon as they saw the drought, the two people who controlled the rope in the opposite direction to the white immediately increased their wrists and carried the rope on their shoulders. The old cow pulled it like a cart, and Bai Er. The leper and the Black Mountain retreated a few steps in a row and tightened the already loose rope again. In this way, the drought was fixed again.