Invincible Cheating Device Of Xianwu

"I look down on you?" Uncle Nine sneered: "It's you who don't argue with yourself, when we are all working hard, you are playing, if I look down on you, what do I care about you?" How many times have I saved you over the years? I don't care about you, you still don't know to die in that corner, A Qiang, what spell Ah Hao is most familiar with? It is the spell of the Flying Crane Book that is most familiar, why? To survive! ”

"You have always been so lofty and far-reaching, everything is half a bucket of water, when you were a teacher, you were reluctant, and you made a mess when you took the first business, or me and my senior brother help you wipe your ass, you don't care, you also care about the face of the Maoshan faction!"

Ma Ma Di was speechless, but he still had a dead duck's mouth hard: "Even if I die in that corner, you don't need you to save me." ”

Gao Han was about to go up and persuade him, but Ah Hao pulled him and smiled: "Don't worry about them, over the years, every meeting has been a quarrel first, what should be done next." ”

Gao Han shrugged, the pair of junior brothers are really a strange pair.

"Gao Han, have you fought zombies?" Ma Madi and Uncle Nine had just quarreled and couldn't pull down their sons to ask Uncle Nine, so they came to ask Gao Han.

Gao Han nodded: "But the result is not ideal, according to our estimates, this zombie is not far from the flying zombie, it may be mutated, the spells of the Maoshan faction do not work for him, although this zombie cannot fly, but it jumps like a fly, my master and I were already about to subdue him, but fled in a blink of an eye, so our biggest problem now is how to find this zombie, this zombie was injured by us, may be eager to suck blood to recover the injury, so we must prepare as soon as possible." ”

"Shhh..."

Ma Ma Di, A Hao, A Qiang Qi gasped, hearing the flying zombie they felt a chill in their backs, with their skills, encountering the flying zombie is a dead end, not to mention that this zombie is also immune to Maoshan technique.

"That... Did the uncle think of a way? Cuong asked.

"What a way..." Gao Han mused, thinking to himself, I had thought of a way to attract zombies.

There is also a Ren family in Wanfu Town, and that zombie was Nintendo, the old lady of the Ren family.

After the next report, soon Nintendo's granddaughter Ren Zhuzhu came out, Ren Zhuzhu is about eighteen or nineteen years old, big eyes, skin like snow, beautiful and elegant, a dark cloud-like hair, it is considered a beauty, but when it comes to Nintendo, the big eyes are filled with tears, I see pity.

"There is also the one who loved me the most when I was alive, and you... You..." Ren Zhuzhu choked, "Can you not hurt him... It's better for him not to feel pain. ”

Gao Han was silent for a while and said: "You should know about your grandfather becoming a zombie, there are no less than ten people in the town who have died in the hands of your grandfather so far, if it is not solved, there will be more people who die next, I came to you just to ask you if you have the most profound influence on your grandfather's life, such as pocket watches, calligraphy and painting?" ”

"Why do you ask this?" Ren Zhuzhu said with some doubts.

Gao Han's face remained unchanged: "There is no trace of your grandfather at present, I want to try if I can lure him out with things from before his death." ”

"Most impressed?" Ren Zhuzhu thought for a while, took out a pocket watch from his pocket, opened the cover, and a piece of music immediately came out.

"This is a pocket watch that my grandfather brought back from abroad, and he liked this pocket watch very much and gave it to me later."

"Then can this pocket watch be used by us?"

Ren Zhuzhu hesitated for a moment but gave Gao Han.

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"Pocket watch?" Uncle Jiu looked at the pocket watch in Gao Han's hand and was a little suspicious: "There is also no shortage of corpses that have not been changed for a long time and have memories in front of them, no, it should not be said that it is a memory, it can only be said to be a reaction, if this pocket watch is really something impressive in front of the zombie, maybe it will be attracted to it, or not, the dead horse is used as a live horse doctor, anyway, we don't have a better way now." ”

"Okay, let's prepare a little more Five Thunder Spells now." Gao Han nodded.

"Five Thunder Spells?" The three of them were full of questions, the Five Thunder Spell is only a low-level spell, it can only work on some low-level demons and ghosts, what can it do in the face of flying zombies?

Uncle Nine patiently explained: "I used a lot of spells on this zombie, and finally found that as long as the five thunder spells can work, of course..."

Saying that, Uncle Jiu looked at Ma Ma Di: "If you can draw the Thunder Nine Days, you can also." ”

Ma Ma Di's face is full of black lines, if Lao Tzu can use thunder for nine days, what do you want you to do, directly smash the zombie with a spell.

Although the Five Thunder Spell and the Thunder Movement Nine Heavens are both thunder spells, the level is one by one, and looking at the entire Maoshan Sect now, none of them can be used.

By the evening, the five people had already spent thousands of Five Thunder Spells, and although the Five Thunder Spells drawn by the three of them in Ma Ma Di were not very powerful, the number could make up for all this.

Then he found a wood, cut four arm-thick bamboos, all hollowed out to facilitate the spread of music in the night sky.

Although they know that the zombies are immune to Maoshan spells, Jiu Uncle and Ma Madi still arranged a series of formations, what if they take effect?

In the dead of night, the full moon hangs high, the five people quietly lurk on the ground, and their bodies are smeared with corpse oil to cover up the smell of people, everything is ready, Gao Han twisted the clockwork of the pocket watch, in order to prevent the music from breaking halfway, it was directly screwed to the limit, and all five learned the rhythm of the music, even if the music is broken, they can whistle and blow the approximate rhythm.

Four hollow bamboo tubes diverge, one side converges, the other side points to the sky, placing the pocket watch on one side, as the pocket watch turns, the faint sound of music sounds, through the bamboo tube, transmitted to the quiet night sky, in the silent woods far away. *