Reborn Zombie Supreme

"I want to rent a plane!"

Yanhong fell to the ground with one person and found an airline run by a British man.

As the only living person here, Evil Master is responsible for negotiating with people.

It's getting dark and the airline is about to get off work.

The British beauty with a high nose and deep eye sockets walked towards her with a graceful appearance: "Do you have any need, please?"

"What are you talking about? I want to rent a plane. Hurry up and fly now!"

The evil man banged the table at the front desk. I heard from the boss that the one who came this time was the seductive Black and White. He was a living person helping others and following the zombies. If he was caught, would he be able to take advantage of him?

“Please speak English”

"You ghost girl, you talk a lot, I want to rent a plane!"

The furious evil man grabbed a small gold brick and slapped it on the table: "Rent a plane!!"

When you have money, everything becomes easier. The driver who was having fun in the bar was dragged out by a phone call. Even the man in black robe had a pair of iron chain shackles tied under his feet. No one cared about it.

There are plenty of ways to escape the limelight abroad, as long as you can afford the air tickets.

"Boss, where are we going?"

A world map written in various English words was placed in front of He Cheng.

He pointed casually, as long as he left the Asian plate first, it didn't matter where he went.

Whether it is the secrets of the Mai Sect or the unofficial history of the Immortality Sect, one thing is recorded. Today, the Eastern pantheon is weak, and some Western churches have even come over to steal the incense and belief.

The plane looked up from the runway and dived into the clouds.

…

Two figures, one tall and one short, one white and one black, came from a distance.

They didn't even see how they moved their legs. They took a step of more than ten meters, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the place where He Cheng stopped not long ago.

"Child urine..."

Bai Wuchang always had a smile on his face: "That pair of shackles was given to me by Yan Jun when he was in seclusion. It's just a zombie and I can't break it off."

A child's urine can break the Yin Qi, but it cannot break the magic weapon of the underworld.

"You can't run far, keep chasing."

"Don't let him stir up trouble again. The number of ghosts in the underworld is obviously not enough. We are busy collecting souls every day. We have no chance to take care of those lonely ghosts. Once the zombies make trouble, it will be even harder for us. "

"Zhan Luan" Hei Wuchang spit out two words.

Many people died during the war, and the underworld is not as good as it was then.

"Hehe, at least Mr. Zhong took note of us, and our life will be easier in the future."

If the king of hell does not come out, the judge will be the greatest.

Zhong Kui was also canonized by the Jade Emperor as the judge of Yin and Yang. His ability is two points higher than that of the judge in charge of the book of life and death. He can be said to be the number one ghost in the world. He leaves a good impression in front of him and pretends to work hard in front of the boss. The effect is the same.

But not long after leaving, Liang Wuchang stopped.

"Lost it." Hei Wuchang looked wrong.

The corpse energy rushed high into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

"He is still with this living person. Go back and check with the book of life and death. If you keep it, you can catch him."

The two impermanent ghosts turned around and fled into the underworld.

In just half a day, they borrowed the book of life and death and found out where the evil master was.

Just by looking at it, the two ghosts looked obviously wrong.

"Out of our territory!"

…

England, Halloween.

An auction is being held in the British Museum at this time.

They auctioned treasures from all over the world, including some looted treasures.

An Asian man with a square face and a Chinese tunic suit was sitting in the front row. He glanced at the ghost guy above who was hammering, and then flipped through the books in his hands as if nothing had happened.

"Master, have you come to bid for my ancestor?" The man in a blue suit sat down in the empty seat next to him.

"Don't worry, I just finished bidding on a vase."

"Master, I must take my ancestors back today, otherwise I won't be able to see my family named Zheng!"

The master waved his hand to reassure him: "Who would snatch a dead body from you?"

At this time, Gui Lao, who had just dropped the hammer, called for another auction item.

The dead body of a fat man.

Wearing a ruby ​​​​head, wearing a nine-python and five-clawed python robe, and a crane.

The master was a little confused: "Your ancestor was still a first-class official? I checked and your ancestors never produced any first-class officials."

"My ancestor used to be Li Hongzhang's stand-in abroad. He was only a ninth-grade official. After his death, his body was left abroad. This time, I will take my ancestor's body back with me no matter what."

"A small character with sesame seeds and mung beans." The master was not interested. The young man asked him to go abroad and gave him thousands of yuan just to transport a corpse back. Two dollars.

A thousand dollars can drive away a thousand corpses.

And bidding on this body would probably be quite expensive.

"No matter what, he is still my ancestor..."

The ghost guy on the stage was still explaining.

"This time we are bidding on a priceless Chinese mummy. Let me introduce our Chinese auctioneer, Mr. Situ. He is a very famous mummy expert."

"Thank you" Mr. Situ walked to the podium and introduced what a Chinese mummy is.

The projector projects an image on a white cloth.

"This is a typical Western vampire"

On the curtain is an image of a vampire, wrapped in a black robe, and next to him is a Chinese zombie wearing an official uniform of the Qing Dynasty.

"It's very different from Chinese zombies. Everyone knows that crosses can subdue Western vampires, but they are completely ineffective against Chinese zombies; Chinese zombies are only controlled by talismans, and those talismans are full of spells..."

The zombie in the image had the yellow talisman removed and his corpse teeth immediately exposed, but remained motionless after the talisman was affixed to it.

"This is a very rare and precious treasure. The exquisite costumes worn by the zombie prove that he is a nobleman of the 19th century. The bidding is now open, with a starting price of 50,000 pounds."

"Fifty thousand!" The overseas Chinese named Zheng raised his hand impatiently.

Another foreigner easily followed suit: "Sixty thousand"

"Seventy thousand!" He didn't dare to lose his ancestor.

"Eighty thousand!"

"Ninety thousand!" By this time, he was already feeling guilty.

"One hundred thousand" foreigners are still very relaxed.

"He must be crazy!" The overseas Chinese surnamed Zheng gritted his teeth. One hundred thousand was already more than he imagined, and he spent his own money to buy his ancestor home just for burial. It can be said that he lost all his money.

He stood up and went to the foreigner who was bidding against him in an attempt to persuade him to give up the bid: "This gentleman, the one you are bidding on is my great-great-grandfather. I must take him home. This is very important!"

"I don't care at all. And how do I know if he is your great-grandfather?"

The master walked up to Zheng Huaqiao and asked, "What did he say?"

"He said, who can I prove that it is my great-grandfather?"

"I can wake him up," the master said calmly.

"Oh," Zheng Huaqiao translated the original words into English.

The foreigner waved his hand in disbelief. Everyone knew that there were vampires, but no one believed that they really existed.

In his eyes, this is just a Chinese mummy that can be collected.

"If you can get him up, this Chinese mummy will be yours!"