The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

There seemed to be something in the woods, and after a short shout, Wen Yi didn't move.

"Wen Yi?" He yelled out cautiously. Because of the previous incident, the microphone attached to the collar had long been missing and the voice was not very loud.

呲呲呲——

The voice suddenly approached him, and Zheng Quzhi instantly raised his heart and pulled Wei Yan back on his back, staring vigilantly in the direction where the strange sound was made.

Thinking of Wen Yi's cry just now, he defensively hid behind the tree, covering himself with the thick tree.

One person gradually came over from the fog, his movements stiff and slow, and the strange sound was the big hammer in his hand. His body is almost decomposed, there is only a small amount of rotten flesh on his skeleton, and his clothes are corroded to the extent that only some rags remain.

This is a zombie again?

Zheng Quzhi was so nervous that he held his breath, his legs trembled slightly. How do you subdue the zombies? Damn, he forgot all about it! It was the big hammer that made his scalp numb the most. If he was hammered on his head, his brain would explode, right?

Damn, while calling his brother so affectionate, on the other side he made something for him, hypocrisy!

Suddenly, the man looked at him. Zheng Quzhi's head exploded in an instant, he hugged Wei Yan's legs tightly, ready to start running at any time. The man still has gold glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose. Although one side has been broken, the strange thing is still hanging on the bridge of his nose.

Seeing the zombie coming towards him, Zheng Quzhi subconsciously took a step back. He was trying to escape, but unexpectedly stepped on the dead leaves.

Click ——

The zombie suddenly became excited, and rushed towards him at a speed that Zheng Quzhi could not dodge. At the same time, the sledgehammer in his hand was also thrown over.

Zheng Quzhi quickly hid to the side, not daring to expose his back in front of the zombies, so he could only go backwards to hide. He ignored the length of the hammer, and Zheng Quzhi fell to the ground with Wei Yan when he felt a pain in his calf.

Creak...

The zombies seemed very excited, and their teeth made a strange cry, which seemed to be grinding their teeth. He picked up the hammer again and walked towards Zheng Quzhi again, his gray eyes hollow and absent.

Zheng Quzhi endured the pain in his feet, touched a stone from the side, and smashed the zombie's head without hesitation. There was a click, like a broken sound.

The zombie's footsteps halted, and a large chunk of its head was smashed. It was just a few seconds of stagnation, and soon walked towards Zheng Quzhi.

"Ah, Uncle Zheng is so stupid!" Zhuzhu's voice suddenly sounded. In the thick fog, Zhuzhu's small figure swayed and ran over, then lifted a large stone next to it and swung towards the zombie.

She hit her leg, and the zombie fell to the ground with a thud.

Zheng Quzhi endured the pain and quickly got up from the ground, and shouted at Zhuzhu: "Come here and help your family Mr. Wei!"

Zhuzhu's grieved face: "I can't remember it!"

"Where is Lin Niansi?" Zheng Quzhi had to carry it on his back, but unfortunately his right leg seemed to be fractured, and he fell off as soon as he got up.

He was hurriedly trying to get up, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he looked at Wei Yan.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Wei Yan was slightly surprised. He was just in a coma for a while, so why did he fall on the ground in embarrassment? Also, why did you throw him on the ground again?

"Sir, fortunately you are awake!" Zhuzhu yelled and said, "Uncle Zheng's legs are lame, and he can't carry his wife!"

The zombies that had been neglected for a long time seemed to smell some dangerous aura, hiding behind the tree trunk with some fear.

Wei Yan got up, still without blood on his face. He slowly patted the dead leaves on his body, feeling a little uncomfortable on his neck and weird on his head. You don't need to guess that it was Zheng Quzhi who covered his hat.

He slightly pursed his lips, Wei Yan lowered his head and looked at him: "Can you get up?"

Zheng Quzhi pressed his calf and frowned, "It seems to be broken." But he will definitely be able to get up, even if he can't walk well, he will have to rest for a while after he goes back.

Thinking wildly, leaning on the ground and preparing to get up, Wei Yan suddenly bent over. Zheng Quzhi took a breath, could it be that Wei Yan wanted to hug him? The kind held by the princess? No, it's not image!

Before the words to stop him were spoken, the sky was spinning around and the person was already carried on his shoulders by Wei Yan.

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

Damn, it's so **** uncomfortable.

Zheng Quzhi choked up in his throat and held it back for a long time. Seeing that Wei Yan had already started to walk, he couldn't help but reach out and punch him on the back: "Let it down! I can go!"

"Didn't it mean you have a fracture?" Wei Yan frowned.

"That can also go, you're so oxygen-deficient for me! It's uncomfortable!" Zheng Quzhi's face was already flushed, and he paused and said, "Otherwise, you carry me."

Wei Yan stopped, put Zheng Quzhi down carefully, squatted down quickly, and said solemnly: "Hurry up, I can't last long."

Zheng Quzhi lay on Wei Yan's back, letting him carry himself, and then said: "Could it be that you will faint again later?"

Wei Yan was silent, frowning.

Seeing her husband's face serious, Zhuzhu's eyes turned slightly, and he tilted his head and looked over: "Sir, is it possible that you can't solve the corpse?"

"Yeah." Wei Yan nodded calmly.

Zheng Qu, who was lying comfortably on Wei Yan's back, knew that he didn't believe that who was Wei Yan who could not beat a small zombie? Hmm, but Wei Yan and the others seem to call that corpse...

Attention was distracted again, and when Zheng Quzhi came back to his senses, the familiar babble rang again. Zheng Quzhi turned his head in panic, and saw that the resentful corpse was walking towards them again with a big hammer, and immediately shook Wei Yan: "Quick! Zombies...coming the resentful corpse!"

The corpse looks stupid, but in fact it is still a bit clever. Probably noticing that Wei Yan's breath was weak and his spiritual power was insufficient, he became excited again and chased them.

"Quiet." Wei Yan said with a straight face as he ran forward.

Zheng Quzhi immediately dared not speak any more, and turned his head to look at the grieving corpse. Fortunately, although the corpse was fierce and evil, the movement was stiff, and he smashed his leg before adding Zhuzhu, so his movement was even more sluggish, and it was not long before Wei Yan was left behind.

"He's gone." Zheng Quzhi lifted Wei Yan's hat and whispered in Wei Yan's ear.

There was a itch and heat in his ears, Wei Yan paused in his footsteps, his throat moved slightly, and he coughed slightly before saying, "Where is my box?"

I seemed to see Zheng Quzhi carrying his box in a daze.

"At Lin Niansi." Zheng Quzhi was a little guilty. "Lin Niansi didn't know where we were. We were separated in the woods." He also met a man who claimed to be his younger brother.

"The fog is poisonous." Wei Yan's expression was a little ugly: "Find him as soon as possible, there is medicine in the box."