Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Yeah, caught it."

He Cheng smiled.

Dianhei's palm grabbed the belt and pulled it, and the young Taoist priest instantly fell into He Cheng's hands, his neck was strangled and he was kicked wildly.

The little Taoist priest tried to beat He Cheng to make him let go, but he found that he was hurting every time he kicked, as if he had kicked with all his strength on a thorny iron knot, and the pain made him grin.

The fat man cut off the sword with the magic weapon in his hand. A living person stood in front of him and stopped the blade.

"fifteen!"

The fat man was shocked. In the blink of an eye, the situation between the enemy and ourselves had changed.

"Teacher, senior brother..."

The more intense the struggle, the less breath there is.

"Destroying demons and defending the Tao also requires capital."

He Cheng shook his head and was about to forcefully send the two brothers into the underworld to be reincarnated again.

"Whoa whoa--!!"

The cockcrow is about to dawn.

The female ghost Yan Hong and the naughty ghost who were molested were frightened and ran around, fearing that the sun would burn them out of their minds.

"Come out"

With a suction of the palm, [Move Object] pushed aside the grass, revealing the girl squatting on the ground and imitating the crow of a rooster.

"Hi~" The girl looked at everyone present in embarrassment.

"Help!" The next moment he screamed in horror.

Realizing that he had been deceived, the naughty man rushed over and choked the girl.

"Fleur! Fleur!"

The young Taoist priest who was about to expire began to struggle again.

The face turns purple and blue early.

Unexpectedly, He Cheng suddenly let go, and the little Taoist fell to the ground, holding his neck and breathing heavily.

"Let Fleur go!"

He wanted to save his sweetheart again, but was grabbed by his senior brother: "Don't go there!"

His eyes were still staring at He Cheng.

Zi Zheng suddenly let go, asking for something. No one believed that zombies would suddenly disturb people's lives.

"Maimen?"

His voice is vague and he can squeeze out human sounds. If you don't listen hard, it will just be a low growl.

The fat man swallowed and wiped the sweat from his temples. "Yes, what do you want?"

They have never heard that zombies can talk, which is not necessarily a good thing. The minimum requirement for delaying the attack is that everyone can communicate.

…

In "Ghost Hunting Family Fun 2: The Legend of Mai", all the characters are now in front of you, how could He Cheng not recognize them.

The black-faced Ksitigarbha ghost king he had eaten was the final boss. There were two little Taoist priests in front of him, one was called Chuyi and the other was called Fifteen.

"I was a person who was poisoned by corpse poison before I was alive, but I still retained consciousness after turning into a zombie." Seeing that the first and fifteenth graders didn't believe it, He Cheng turned around and pointed at the Taoist robes on his body, grabbed two pieces of clothing and said, "Zhuge in the spiritual world. Have you heard of the aristocratic family? These are the clothes they gave me."

"Who knows if you killed someone else and robbed them..." Fifteen muttered, not daring to speak too loudly.

He Cheng pretended not to hear: "I just want to read the Taoist canon, clear away all the grievances and evil obstacles, and save myself."

He once had an idea about how to cultivate zombies. They only absorb moonlight and human blood. It is too bad to rely on accumulation over time. Moreover, there are too few masters in the world. If you want to level up by killing monsters, there are not enough monsters to defeat.

Zombies are dead bodies. The so-called mana and internal energy cannot be conceived, but they have corpse energy.

If he could climb Maoshan to do some research, he might be able to get the answer he wanted. You can even use the method of refining corpses to control corpses to increase your strength.

It's a pity that he has already fallen out with the Maoshan faction.

The Zhuge family is too strong. Today, when he saw the Maimen, his idea came to life again.

"If you want to transcend yourself, wouldn't you commit suicide by basking in the sun?"

In the first year of junior high school, I didn’t dare to say what I was thinking.

"Can you let Fleur go first?"

He Cheng turned his head, and the naughty guy who was preparing hibiscus tofu immediately let go and smiled scornfully without daring to move.

"fifteen!"

Furong ran to Shififu on her soft legs, and the young couple supported each other.

"You said you didn't mean any harm, why did you hurt Brother Bian?" Shiwu asked.

"He was the one who made the move just now. He thought I was some kind of hibiscus. I just retaliated passively."

The eyelids of a few people twitched. This stupid boy with a crazy mind dared to take advantage of a zombie. He was really lucky to be alive!

"When I attacked you just now, I just wanted to borrow your sword to take a look at it."

"This is an exorcism tool. If you take it, your soul will be scattered. Forget it."

Chu Yi waved his hands, as if he thought He Cheng was right: "The Mayi Taoist Temple is nearby, you can come."

Two people helped Bian Guoqiang, who was seriously injured, and four people led the way. He Cheng walked behind, and the naughty ghost and female ghost Yanhong followed him.

The female ghost is afraid of the magic weapon and can only follow He Cheng.

"Senior brother, the Holy Sword is so powerful, why don't you just kill him?" Fifteen asked in Chu Yi's ear.

"Your senior brother, I'm bragging!"

The power of the holy sword also depends on the skill of the user. This sword can only be considered sharp in his hand.

Fifteen shrank his head and asked after a while: "Brother, do you really believe what a zombie said?"

"Otherwise? Everyone will die here together?"

The rhetorical question on the first day of the junior high school can be said to have trapped Fifteen to death.

After a pause, Chu Yi continued, "When we go back, stabilize them first, and then use the cinnabar cannon I researched to kill him!"

"good!"

Fifteen looked back at the zombie, excitement flashing in his eyes.

…

The Maimen gate mainly supports the art of physiognomy.

The book "Ma Yi Shen Appearance" calculates the past and present lives based on the human body's appearance.

A person's appearance is reflected by his morality in his previous life. Looking at his appearance can predict the good and bad fortune in life.

There is also a saying about folk physiognomy.

The Maimen is not as good as Maoshan when it comes to chasing corpses, but when it comes to fortune telling, fortune telling, finding the way forward, good luck and misfortune, the Maimen is absolutely unrivaled in the spiritual world.

The Mayi Taoist Temple is located on the mountainside at the edge of the town. It has black bricks and blue tiles. It has a hall, about three-thirds of the ground, and two side rooms. The broken tiles do not protect it from the rain.

In the movie, the two brothers have no ability or money. They have to eat every day when they are hungry. It is strange that they have money to practice Taoism.

"You guys watch first, we will send Brother Bian home and treat his wounds."

He Cheng nodded. It didn't matter whether they were discussing how to deal with him or bringing in reinforcements. The naughty guy had already quietly followed him.

Walk into the passage and look at the hanging portraits.

The ancestor in linen clothes is dressed in a gray robe, with a large sword to exorcise demons in his left hand, and stroking his long beard with his right hand. There is a hint of aura in the painting.

The masters of two hundred years ago would not dare to say they would win if they met He Cheng.

The Ksitigarbha ghost king who can make Mai's ancestor fight to the death may really have two brushes, but everyone is fighting to the death, and no one will let you adjust your status to be fair. The weak is weak and the strong is strong.

"If the Ksitigarbha Ghost King sucked the blood of forty-nine virgins, it would be really difficult."

He Cheng turned to look at the female ghost Yanhong. She was one of the virgins whose blood was sucked by the Ksitigarbha Ghost King.

The female ghost fell to her knees with a plop: "Please let Guoqiang and the others go, they have no cultivation, killing them is useless!"

"What makes you think I'm going to kill them?"

"I heard everything they just said..."

Zombies are not good people. How could they not hit someone in the face if they were hit in the face?

"If they want to kill me, I will naturally kill them, but not before that." He Cheng shook his head slightly and rejected the female ghost's request.

"I……"

She bit her lip and stood up, tugging at her clothes: "Please give me a chance to persuade them not to do stupid things. I, I can repay with my body..."