In fact, no one saw clearly what happened just now, because everything happened too fast and suddenly.
From their perspective, the zombie rushed forward, the old scholar smiled slightly, and the zombie grabbed the old scholar's hand with its fallen head.
Then? Then the zombies died with a bang, and there was no more.
Seeing the old scholar throwing the zombie's head like a ball, Guo Lingyun, who originally wanted to be rescued by the storm, directly inhaled the tea in the cup to calm his frightened heart.
No, why is this old man so strong?
"As the priest of Beiliang City Imperial Academy, it is very reasonable for me to learn the powerful Vajra Palm."
The old scholar kicked the zombie's head onto the shelf, and then said to everyone kindly: "Everyone in Beiliang Taixue practices martial arts. This is also our educational philosophy."
"Oh, I understand."
Qianhu suddenly realized it and praised: "Only by strengthening the body can we learn better, and by practicing martial arts we can protect the country. We cannot give up martial arts and self-cultivation because of literature. Self-cultivation is also about cultivating the mind, being taught, and being taught."
"No."
Waving his hands, the old scholar said calmly: "In Taixue, if you don't fight, you can't survive."
"ah?"
"Okay, let's get back to business."
The original image of a tireless teacher gradually collapsed, and gradually developed in the direction of destroying others. But the old scholar didn't care at all. He glanced at Zhou Li and said, "What's wrong with this foreigner?"
Zhou Li looked at Dave who was lying on the ground studying the damaged garlic, sighed, and replied: "He just didn't understand a theorem."
Without too much explanation, Zhou Li stepped forward, knelt down, patted the grief-stricken foreigner, and said:
"Foreign plants cannot defeat local zombies, that's normal."
"But···"
Raising his head, Dave frowned, tears flashing in his eyes, "Why do your zombies here avoid the nut wall? Why are your zombies not afraid of garlic?"
Hearing this, Zhou Li fell silent. He already understood what was going on, but it was difficult for him to describe it to Dave for a while.
According to Zhou Li's observation, Dave treated Chinese zombies as foreign zombies. Foreign zombies mostly mutate due to genes or diseases into tireless monsters that live by devouring flesh and blood. He has no consciousness and acts entirely on instinct.
But Chinese zombies are different. Chinese zombies are caused by the last resentment that has not dissipated and are possessed by evil spirits. Finally, they coexist with [corpse spirits], and then become immortal evil spirits that cannot enter reincarnation. Therefore, Chinese zombies are intelligent, have a Y-axis, can distinguish between left and right, and have no food taboos and are not afraid of garlic.
Except for the one just now, he may have a sensitive mouth.
"well."
Zhou Li sighed. He really didn't want to speak a lot of English, so he explained succinctly:
"Do you believe this old man said he'll twist your head off if you keep nagging him?"
"letter."
Dave immediately stopped talking and stood up straight, swaying like a fool.
After seeing Dave being so sensible, Zhou Li looked at the kind-hearted old scholar and said:
"He was sad that his plants weren't getting any use, so he gave in to you."
"Is this foreigner so humble?"
After scratching his head, the old scholar looked at the glowing green corpse at his feet and said:
"Don't you wonder how this zombie appeared?"
After hearing the old scholar's question, several people were stunned. At this time, everyone remembered that this zombie appeared without warning, as if it appeared out of thin air behind Hou Jue, which was weird and bizarre.
"Hou Jue, are you born here?"
Guo Lingyun looked at Hou Jue, frowned and asked, "Are you hiding zombies?"
"I went to the toilet, not to a mass grave."
Hou Jue twitched the corner of his mouth weakly, and then said blankly: "But, I don't know why this zombie appeared from behind me."
At this time, Li Kuan, who had been silent all this time, slowly opened his eyes and said hesitantly:
"Let the official interject. In fact, I was sitting next to Mr. Hou at that time. When the zombies appeared, I seemed to see Mr. Hou full of fear and panic. Could this have something to do with it?"
"Yeah."
Hou Jue suddenly remembered that because he saw Dave's smile, he thought of the Big Spray Mushroom. When he thought of the Big Spray Mushroom, he recalled the zombie spitting that he saw at that time. Then, that weird feeling of fear spread to him. into his heart.
After that, the zombies appear!
Immediately, Hou Jue quickly explained to everyone what had just happened. After listening to what Hou Jue said, the old scholar on the side suddenly fell silent and squinted his eyes slightly, as if he had thought of something.
After a long time, the old scholar picked up the tea cup, and Zhou Li on the side poured him a cup of tea directly with his dedicated and dogged spirit. After taking a sip of tea, the old scholar slowly asked:
"Hou Jue, let me ask you, what kind of skin did the monk-looking zombie you saw at that time have?"
"Green and black skin."
Hou Jue answered truthfully.
"Ha...no wonder."
The old scholar gently put the tea cup aside, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he said thoughtfully: "It seems that the zombie you met is not simple."
"What can you say about Qingheipi?"
Zhou Li on the side asked subconsciously: "Is it faster to pick cotton? Or can you feel full by eating watermelon?"
"Stop making such Kunlun slave jokes."
The old scholar scolded Zhou Li angrily, then he looked at Hou Jue and asked, "When you met this zombie, did you notice that it seemed to be devouring the corpse?"
Hou Jue was stunned for a moment. After a brief thought, he nodded and said:
"The old scholar is right. After the zombie left, I took a look and found that he had been gnawing on a corpse. At that time, the corpse was beyond recognition and unrecognizable, so I burned it with fire. The body was buried in the soil to make a simple grave."
"Well done to prevent corpse transformation."
The old man nodded and said:
"Ordinary zombies eat humans. They only suck brains, essence and blood, and will not eat useless flesh and blood. You said that this zombie's skin is blue and black, but it is eating flesh and bones..."
After a brief thought, the old man seemed to have thought of something. He picked up the teacup, frowned, and asked slowly:
"When you saw the monster's hands and feet were cold and weak, were you afraid?"
"That's right."
Hou Jue nodded and said harshly: "But it's not that I was afraid. It was that my mind went blank at that time. My whole body seemed to be frozen. My hands and feet were numb and I couldn't move. But I was really not afraid."
"Yes, not afraid."
Guo Lingyun on the side was immediately amused when he heard Hou Jue's harsh words, "I'm so moved, I'm so moved that I'm so moved."
"Guo Lingyun! I am no longer a royal guard, and you still dare to humiliate me!"
Hou Jue suddenly became furious and started clapping the case.
"I am fifth grade."
Guo Lingyun stretched out five fingers and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "You are the fourth grade."
"I'm just one product away from you. How can you..."
Hou Jue suddenly realized that he was now in the home of an old scholar. It was very disrespectful to be so reckless. He quickly turned around and wanted to apologize to the old scholar. Then he saw the old scholar with an amused look on his face, who seemed to be muttering something to Zhou Li. .
"I bet a tael of silver that Hou Jue can't beat Guo Lingyun."
"Why don't you just grab the money and just gamble?"
"Then I really stole it?"
"I'll ask Tang Wan to kneel down for you."
"Ahem."
After noticing the gazes of several other people, the old man coughed slightly, then looked at Hou Jue and said seriously:
"Green and black skin, devouring flesh and blood, you have burned it with fire, right?"
"Yes."
Guo Lingyun on the side nodded and said: "After we killed the demon monk, we chopped off his head and burned his body. This was all done by ourselves, there can be no mistakes."
"As expected."
Hearing this, the old scholar let out a long sigh and put the tea cup aside. He looked at Li Kuan, Guo Lingyun and Qian Hu, and said, "Master Li, please summon the government officials and notify the garrison to block the city wall again and set up a perimeter. post."
"Boy Guo, Your Excellency Qianhu, please mobilize the royal guards in the city to search secretly and beware of outsiders."
"Zhou Li, go talk to your friend who stays out all night. It's time to take action."
After saying this, the old scholar casually pulled away Tang Wan's rope and let her fall freely to the ground like a salted fish. He looked at everyone, his expression no longer as relaxed and indifferent as before, replaced by a rare solemnity.
"Guys, we're in trouble."
"Zombies are going to spread..."
