Several people who were setting up the tent had already set up the tent. A person in charge of setting up the tent quickly ran to the Wu Guanshi Hui and reported: "Report to the Wu Guanshi that the tent is set up."
Hearing the sound and seeing the tent that had been set up, Steward Wu suddenly looked happy.
It happened that at this time, Taoist priest Qianhe also walked up to Guanshi Wu. When he heard that the tent was set up, he quickly said: "Guanshi Wu, let Shoucai go in first."
Seeing Taoist Master Qianhe, Steward Wu suddenly turned cold and said, "Why?"
"The ink lines are beginning to melt. Once they are completely melted, I'm afraid..."
Before Qian Hedao finished speaking, Manager Wu glared at him, flicked the silk handkerchief in Lan Hua's finger, and refused: "No."
"But...."
Taoist priest Qianhe wanted to explain, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Manager Wu.
"No, no, not now, wait a minute...".
Having said that, the charming Wu Guanshi swung his hips left and right and walked towards Brother No. 71. Taoist Master Qianhe had a look of helplessness on his face. He looked back at the golden coffin with a look of worry on his face.
"Brother Seventy-One, the tent is set up, let's go in first."
Manager Wu walked up to the little boy, resumed his servant appearance and spoke.
"Yeah" the little boy responded sitting on the lift chair.
"Getting up the sedan"
Seeing the little boy nodding, Manager Wu immediately smiled slavishly and said quickly to the people around him.
"Quick, quick, quick, what are you doing standing still? Hurry and carry Brother Seventy-One into the tent!"
Immediately, several Qing soldiers came over, lifted up the chairs, and walked towards the tent.
"Alas~"
Seeing a group of people walking towards the tent, while the golden coffin was still outside soaking in the rain, Taoist Master Qianhe couldn't help but sigh.
The four people in the southeast and northwest were also very anxious, but due to the style of Wu Guanshi and his team, they dared not speak out in anger.
When Brother No. 71 entered the camp, Taoist Master Qianhe glanced at Mo Douxian, his face turned pale, and he immediately shouted: "Quick, push the golden coffin in."
Hearing this, the two in front were pulling the rope, and the two behind were pushing. Taoist priest Qianhe looked at the Qing soldiers around him and said anxiously: "You guys, hurry up and help."
Hearing Taoist Master Qianhe's voice, several Qing soldiers also walked up quickly, grabbing the head and tail of the golden coffin on both sides, and the group began to push hard.
"Hard, one, two, three, push."
"One, two, three, push."
"Hey, it seems the rain has stopped."
After pushing for a while, the group was suddenly startled again. They looked up at the sky and saw that the heavy rain suddenly stopped, and then they continued to push.
"Tear~"
Suddenly, at this moment, there was a deafening tearing sound, the night sky suddenly lit up, and a bright bolt of lightning fell directly from the sky and struck the golden coffin.
"Boom~Boom~"
Thunder struck the coffin, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed, and green smoke billowed out. The Qing soldier who was directly supporting the coffin with his hands was also struck by the lightning conduction, and his body screamed violently and twitched!
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"
Finally, there were four muffled sounds in succession, and the four Qing soldiers twitched on the spot for a long time before their bodies fell to the ground. Looking at their appearance, they were all charred black and still smoking.
Seeing the dead state of the Qing soldiers, Taoist Master Qianhe's expression changed, and then he hurriedly looked at the coffin. He immediately saw that most of the top of the coffin had been chopped into pieces by the ink net covering the coffin.
"What's the matter...what's the matter"
In the tent, when he heard the noise outside, Steward Wu immediately opened the tent and walked out.
"Zhizhi~~" "Zhizhi~~"
At the same time, the moment Wu Guanshi came out, a sharp creaking sound sounded like fingers rubbing against a metal plate.
Everyone looked over and saw that the ink net that originally covered the coffin suddenly erupted into bursts of red light. The entire ink line was covered with a layer of red light, while the coffin lid that was originally tightly covered was slowly pushed upwards. It seemed as if something in the coffin was pressing against the lid of the coffin to push the golden coffin lid open.
In the blink of an eye, the coffin lid was propped up to create a palm-wide gap. Through the gap, you could clearly see a pair of purple palms in the coffin holding up the coffin lid.
"Oh, you scared me to death"
Manager Wu was so frightened that his soul almost flew out. He screamed and immediately got into the tent again.
"Get the rope quickly"
Seeing this scene, Taoist Master Qianhe's expression changed drastically. Seeing that the golden coffin was about to be opened, he quickly rushed towards the golden coffin. When he was one meter away from the golden coffin, he jumped up and landed several meters high on the coffin lid. .
"boom"
The coffin lid that had just been propped up a little was lowered again after being pressed down by Taoist Master Qianhe.
At the same time, four people from the southeast, northwest and northwest brought ropes and quickly threw a large rope that was prepared in advance and was as thick as an adult's arm to Taoist Master Qianhe.
After taking the rope, the five masters and apprentices immediately worked together to wrap the entire coffin three times from top to bottom, trying to tie up the zombies inside.
But just after tying the rope, Taoist Master Qianhe's expression suddenly changed, and he felt an unstoppable force coming from under his feet.
"Boom~"
There was a loud noise, and huge force came from inside the coffin. The huge rope as thick as an arm broke immediately, and the coffin suddenly flew up. Taoist priest Qianhe who was standing on it was also thrown away and fell to the ground. .
Just as Taoist Master Qianhe regained consciousness, a large object flew towards him. The golden coffin lid was directly covering him. There was no way to avoid it. At this moment, a figure flashed past and hit Taoist Priest Qianhe's golden coffin lid. Fly out.
With a "bang" sound, the golden coffin lid broke a big tree.
"Brother Qianhe, are you okay?"
The person who came was none other than Mao Xiaofang. With his background in martial arts, he arrived here as quickly as possible. He happened to see this scene and came to the rescue without hesitation.
"Thank you Brother Mao for the rescue."
Taoist priest Qianhe was extremely grateful. The golden coffin lid weighed several hundred kilograms at least. If it was hit, it would either kill him or be disabled.
"Ho~"
The voice was low, like an angry beast, and then, a figure wearing the clothes of a Qing Dynasty official stood up slowly and upright from the golden coffin, with long black nails, blue and purple palms, and a face that was even more sinister. The person's face was swollen and purple, and his mouth was open, revealing beast-like fangs. He was clearly a zombie.
"Why are you shouting? Do you think you are awesome?" Mao Xiaofang's eyes flashed coldly, and a money sword appeared in his right hand.
"..." There was a hint of human anger in the zombie's eyes, and he jumped up from the coffin and rushed towards Mao Xiaofang.
Seeing the zombie coming, Mao Xiaofang's face turned cold, glutinous rice appeared in his left hand, he threw it at the zombie, and said coldly: "You think I can use the money sword, but actually I use glutinous rice."
“Bang bang bang~~”
Grains of glutinous rice hit the zombie like bullets. Suddenly, crackling sparks appeared on the zombie's body. The whole body fell into it from mid-air, with green smoke rising from its front body and it was shaking all over.
Taoist priest Qianhe stood up and was about to take action when Mao Xiaofang reached out to stop him.
"Brother Dao, stay aside and have a good rest. I'll kill this zombie."
Hearing this, Taoist priest Qianhe was stunned for a moment. This was a zombie that became a spirit, ten times more terrifying than an ordinary zombie.
"Roar" the zombie roared angrily, with a fierce light in its eyes. It stretched out its fingers and pounced on Mao Xiaofang again.
With a "swish" sound, a yellow talisman appeared in Mao Xiaofang's hand, and he threw it at the zombie. At such a speed, it immediately stuck to the zombie's forehead. At the same time, the money sword in his hand was thrown towards the zombie.
"puff"
The Soul Calming Talisman on the zombie's forehead exploded into burning ashes in less than 2 seconds, completely unable to suppress the zombie.
only......
These two seconds were enough. The flashing red money sword was inserted into the zombie's chest at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
"Roar"
The zombie opened its fangs and looked up to the sky with a scream, and then looked at Mao Xiaofang angrily. He endured the pain and reached out to push away the money sword. Suddenly, burning green smoke came out of his hand, making a "magnetic" sound.
"What, it can actually pull out the Golden Sword by itself?" Qian Hedao said with shock on his face. Ordinary zombies couldn't bend their limbs, but this zombie was obviously amazing. It exceeded his expectations and was stronger than he imagined.
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