"Bang!"
A loud noise broke the tranquility of the night, and a dark humanoid figure was directly blasted out by Lin Xiaolu and fell heavily into the dark stream.
Shangguan Shiliu was stunned, Jiang Ning and Wu Gu were also awakened.
At this moment, under the light of the bonfire, a strange man with a black body and an ashen face was lying motionless in the stream, while Lin Xiaolu maintained a leaning posture and stared at him warily.
Seeing this scene, Wugou subconsciously looked at the rosary on his wrist, but found that the rosary that represented the Bodhisattva's multi-hearing power was not moved.
He was stunned for a moment, looking at this strange man in confusion.
And the next second, the man lying on his back in the stream suddenly stood up straight, water dripping freely, as if a sculpture was being lifted upright, and stiffly raised his hands full of black claws, facing the nearest Lin Xiaolu pounced on him.
Lin Xiaolu was slightly surprised when he saw this, and then he stopped holding back and raised his right fist high, and suddenly made a scream like a ghost crying or a wolf howling!
The second level of secret strength - moving, blocking and beating!
"boom!"
There was another ear-drum-piercing loud sound, and it hit the man's chest hard. The man's body trembled slightly, and an invisible heat wave shot out from his back, blowing away the person five or six meters behind him. A towering tree exploded with sawdust flying!
Soon, the giant tree slowly fell down with a "click, click, click" sound.
"A Ning, is this a monk from the Yungu Sect again?"
After looking at the motionless man, Lin Xiaolu curiously stood up and closed his fists, turned around and asked everyone.
He felt that the strange man in front of him was already dead. After all, the second level of dark energy penetrated his body and broke the tree, so his internal organs must have been shattered.
And just when these young people thought they were done, the strange man behind Lin Xiaolu suddenly raised his arms again and thrust hard into the back of Lin Xiaolu's head!
"Little deer, be careful!" Jiang Ning screamed in fear. Wu Guo and Shangguan Shiliu also shrank their pupils fiercely, and they were ready to use their methods on the spot.
Lin Xiaolu also felt the roar of the hurricane behind him, and was immediately startled.
Is this guy not dead yet?
He didn't have time to turn his head, and directly mobilized the zhenqi in his body to gather on the back of his head, and unfolded the hard Qigong all over his body. He heard a "Dang!" sound, and he used the back of his head to bear down the man's sharp claw.
At the same time, the silver ring on Lin Xiaolu's wrist shone brightly. He raised his hand and stretched his hand into the empty air in front of him. The green ripples appeared again. Lin Xiaolu did not hesitate to pull out the hilt of the Dageng bronze weapon from inside, and turned around to slash!
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At midnight, the four people gathered in front of the separated body, all looking confused.
There is only one reason for their confusion. The strange person in front of them is not an immortal cultivator or a warrior, but an ordinary mortal, and he is a dead mortal!
Wu Gu inspected the condition of the body and said that this guy must have been dead for a long time, and he didn't know why the body had not rotted.
And when Lin Xiaolu learned that he was fighting with a corpse just now, his face turned pale with fright, and a strong discomfort surged from deep in his heart.
"Shangguan, you are a member of the devil's path. Do you know what kind of creature this is?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I don't know either."
Shangguan Shiliu squatted beside the body and said with some embarrassment: "I have been kept at home by my father and rarely come out to play."
"This shouldn't be a living creature."
Wugou hesitated and said: "When this corpse attacked the little deer donor, the monk's multi-hearing power rosary did not turn. It was strange."
"Grandma, what the hell is this."
Lin Xiaolu kicked the corpse twice, with a look of confusion on his face: "I should have killed him with the block and hit just now, but this guy can still attack me. How willful."
Jiang Ning and Shangguan Shiliu were both speechless when they heard this.
Is this a question of willfulness or not? If you don’t know how to use words, don’t use them blindly.
Several young people were at a loss as to what this thing in front of them was.
After Lin Xiaolu thought for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up, walked to the sleeping handsome duck, and gave him a happy kick.
"Get up!"
The handsome duck was kicked out of his sleep, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Who the hell kicked you, Mr. Duck!"
When it saw that it was Lin Xiaolu, it burst into laughter: "You are indeed my big brother, this kick makes me feel so comfortable~"
Jiang Ning:……
Wugou:……
Shangguan:……
Huh, what kind of owner raises what kind of pet? Shangguan Shiliu glared at them both contemptuously.
Lin Xiaolu dragged Handsome Duck to the corpse:
"Come and see, what is this?"
The handsome duck looked at the corpse, yawned and said, "This thing is a zombie, what else could it be?"
After saying that, Handsome Duck stroked his chin with his little wings and thought: "Strange, why are there zombies here?"
It was the first time for several people present to hear the term zombie, and they all curiously asked what a zombie was.
Beside the bright bonfire, Shuaishuaiya introduced these young people who had just entered the world:
"Zombies are things that cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation. They are like dead objects like stones and cannot be reincarnated. Most of them are transformed from human corpses. They have bodies as strong as iron, great strength, and like to eat human flesh and blood. Characteristics: It is difficult to kill for mortals, and the head must be cut off. There are many causes for this thing, most of which are caused by natural factors. It does not enter reincarnation and does not belong to any known living being. .”
After hearing this, Wugou was surprised and said: "No wonder the monk's rosary beads cannot sense it. It turns out that it is not in the six realms of reincarnation."
After finishing speaking, Wu Gu sighed and said that there are many wonders in the world.
"But shouldn't people turn into ghosts after death? Doesn't this thing look like a ghost?" Lin Xiaolu asked.
"Brother, this thing has nothing to do with ghosts." Handsome Duck explained: "Ghosts have souls but no souls, and most zombies have souls but no souls. To put it simply, ghosts have some sanity, while zombies Some zombies don't have them, unless they are zombie-level zombies.
Moreover, there are very few zombies these days, and the thing itself is not very strong, unless it is the flying zombie level, but that kind is already a legend. An ordinary zombie like this can usually condense about three or four levels. A monk can deal with it, but of course, for mortals, this thing is a disaster.
Because the claws and claws of zombies all contain corpse poison, people who are scratched or bitten by them will die in a short period of time and then turn into zombies. Moreover, they can carry cauldrons, jump far away, and are invulnerable. Except for mortals, There are few good ways to deal with them other than using fire and sticky rice. "
After saying that, Shuai Shuaiya looked at the people in front of him with hesitation:
"Do you think it's possible that this zombie wandered over from somewhere else? For example, from a village ahead?"
As soon as these words came out, several people were shocked and turned to look at the corpse.
This zombie is wearing black coarse linen clothes, so... he should have been an ordinary villager!
Does that mean that many ordinary people have encountered zombies?
"I can't sleep for a walk, let's pack up and hit the road." Lin Xiaolu, who was anxious to save people, directly called everyone to get on the carriage. He is a martial arts practitioner. When encountering injustice, he must take action, otherwise he will feel sorry for himself. A whole body of martial arts.
"Oh, it's okay. Quanzhen is not the Immortal Cultivating Sect here, they will take care of it." Shangguan Shiliu said lazily.
"It's too late."
Wujia, who was adding firewood to the bonfire, advised: "It would be fine if zombies appeared in the city. You can indeed ask Quanzhen for help, but many small villages in the countryside have one surname per village, and they are relatively far apart from each other. , it is impossible to make effective contact at all.
The young monk once passed by a village before, where a plague broke out, and all the people in the village died. It took a few months to be discovered, so we had to leave quickly. This zombie wandering over like this means that the place where the accident happened should be far away from us. Not far. "
After saying that, Wugou picked up the body and put it into the blazing flames. Then he clasped his hands together and chanted softly:
"All sentient beings who have not been liberated have unstable nature and consciousness, bad habits have accumulated karma, good habits have resulted, they do good and evil, they are born according to circumstances, and they rotate in the five paths..."
In front of the raging fire, Wujia, who was wearing pure white monk robes, finished reciting Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra. Then he turned his back to the dark night and gave the most beautiful smile in the world to the zombies who were gradually dissipating in the light of the fire:
"Donor, may you always be happy and never suffer any hardship~"
