At the critical moment, the corpse exorcist is still calmer:
He grabbed the half piece of paper rope that was still squirming and tied it to his left wrist, bit off a bit of the meat on the tip of his tongue and sprayed it on it.
"Look down and look at the shadow, identify the root and look for the root. The silver hook falls, and it becomes rugged. Go!"
The half piece of paper rope instantly seemed to be equipped with a jet engine, leading Zhang Shizu towards the ground.
Fortunately, his current body is a corpse. Not only would it be impossible to get in with an ordinary flesh body, but it would also have to be smashed to pieces.
"Oh, is this okay? Wait for me!"
The moment Zhang Shizu "disappeared", Wicked Cocoon grabbed his only ankle exposed on the ground.
His body quickly disintegrated, turning into the body of a dead man and sinking.
Seeing this, the little bald heads who were still reciting sutras to liberate their elders looked at each other and nodded in unison, then sank quickly like fish into the sea.
So Chen's body was left on the ground, lying alone.
Since ancient times, there have been many lonely ghosts in the mountains.
Not long after everyone disappeared, many residual souls and evil spirits came up with a sinister smile, trying to take over Haram's fresh body.
At the critical moment, a group of little mice suddenly jumped out, holding mini swords to protect Chen's body in the middle.
And he bared his teeth in front of the group of ghosts, acting like we were particularly vicious.
Fortunately, there were no ghosts among the ghosts, so they fled away immediately after being frightened by the descendants of the Hui family.
The little mice all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. After making sure there was no "person" around, they put down their mini swords and kept patting their little chests.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
After some discussion, half of the mice were left to continue protecting Chen;
The other half lined up neatly, running into the distance to inform their ancestors...
At this time, in the special space underground:
Half of the paper rope tied Chen Daji's neck tightly and hung him on a dead tree.
The scourge was strangled until his eyes popped out, and most of his tongue was stuck out.
"F-fuck, are you trying to strangle us to death?"
"Help, help..."
After calling for help, Chen suddenly felt something was wrong: Oh, aren't we all dead? There’s no need to vent your anger, so why are you afraid of strangulation? !
As soon as I thought about this, the desperate suffocating feeling disappeared.
The scourge even floated up on its own, slowly breaking free from the paper rope.
"What the hell, it turns out you were trying to scare people!" Huixian muttered to himself while looking at his soul.
"Hey, it's better to die! If you die, you can fly by yourself, so you don't need to bother with your money!"
Speaking of troubling others, Huoshan subconsciously looked at his belly: "Haha, we brought our Dora A basket with us!"
"You little brat who hurt me, you're going to be in trouble!"
Mr. Chen was feeling complacent when he suddenly saw a group of little fat men falling from the sky, just like dumplings being dropped during the Chinese New Year.
"Damn it, little chirp...young skinheads?!" He quickly released the "Fly Fighter" to pick them up and ensure that the little guys could land safely.
Behind the doll army, Zhang Shizu and Wade Cocoon were quickly dragged down by the other half of the rope, and they hit the ground with a loud thud, causing dust to fly.
"Hahaha, is everyone coming down? Are you reluctant to leave us?!"
Mr. Chen helped Zhang Shizu and Wade Cocoon up while making a fuss.
Seeing that there was no danger from the scourge, the zombie exorcist finally breathed a sigh of relief: although he never understood why he was so worried about the "nemesis".
Logically speaking, his death is a happy event for me, a huge happy event, so I should celebrate with a firecracker...
Worried that the magical "nemesis" could see through his heart, Zhang Shizu hurriedly put away his random thoughts and looked at his surroundings pretending to be nonchalant.
It didn't matter when I saw it, I was immediately startled.
"Major General, this is not the underworld? What is that place?!"
Someone Chen gave Zhang Shizu a big eye roll.
"Chao'er's ancestors, we are here from the front and back. If you ask me, who should I ask?!"
"Ask Yin Bai who lives here!" Wicked Cocoon answered matter-of-factly.
Then he started looking around, seemingly looking for something.
