“Monk!”

Walking forward again, Zhang Heng saw a middle-aged monk wearing a cassock with a vajra on his chest.

He looked dead for a few days, his eyes wide open and his neck was bitten to pieces.

Seeing his way of death and the ferocious expression on his face, Zhang Heng sighed: "A real monk!"

Finished reading.

Zhang Heng pulled out a divine fire talisman.

With his wrist flipped, the talisman spontaneously ignited and threw it on the monk the next moment.

Huh!

The fire was burning, refining the monk's corpse.

But the next moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew out from a two-story building opposite, and he actually wanted to blow out the fire.

"So brave!"

Zhang Heng is not a person who is easily angry.

But at this moment, he was furious and suddenly pulled out the Taiping Sword, and pointed the tip of the sword far away to the small building opposite: "Thunder come!"

Boom!

A thunder fell from the sky and instantly penetrated into the building.

Accompanied by the roar, the wooden building collapsed, revealing a black zombie hidden inside.

Swish!

The sun shines on the black zombie.

It wanted to escape in fear, but the next moment it turned into scattered Mars.

"I don't know the number of days!"

Zhang Heng directly sheathed the sword with a backhand.

On the side, the first Mao drooled and came over with a look of embarrassment: "My nephew, my good nephew, let me lend your sword to play with it."

Zhang Heng took the first look at Mao.

I was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked forward.

First Mao was not discouraged when he saw this and chased after him, saying, "Mr. Nephew, do you know Zhuge Kongping? I heard that he got a Xishuangbanna bronze armored corpse. It was so powerful. I will get you the bronze armored corpse. You can lend me the sword for a few days."

Zhang Heng stopped.

Just when the first Mao felt that there was something going on, Zhang Heng said, "Uncle Zhaixing said that you have a disaster this year, and you should use the word "copper". Which copper do you think this copper is?"

“Zaixing said?”

Although Mao likes bragging, he is determined to be the number one person in Maoshan.

But he also knew that the gap between him and Taoist Zhaixing was like a huge difference, and he was quite convinced of him.

"Of course, you are my uncle. Can I lie to you?"

Zhang Heng said naturally.

"No, can I really have a disaster this year?"

First Mao was a little confused and chased Zhang Heng and asked, "What else Zhaixing said? Tell me again. At most, I will not borrow a sword from you."

Zhang Heng ignored him.

I stopped just now because the first Mao really had a disaster on the bronze armored corpse.

This Xishuangbanna bronze armor corpse is very evil, and its fate is the word "decline".

After death, becoming a zombie becomes even worse. It is simply unlucky. People who are involved in it often have no good ending.

In the movie "Ghost Catching and Family", Mao died of stealing a bronze armored corpse.

Now, seeing that he had put his mind on the bronze armored corpse again, Zhang Heng didn't want to see him die before he reminded him, otherwise he wouldn't have done anything to Sha Diao.

"Hey, I'm your uncle. Don't say half of your words, okay? Are you just treating me like this?"

The first Mao Zhui was behind: "If you are rich and noble, don't forget each other. You are not the head of Maoshan. You are so arrogant. If you want to become the head of the tutor, wouldn't you even ignore your master?"

Zhang Heng stopped.

"That's right. I'm very optimistic about you. When choosing a head coach in the future, I will definitely vote for you."

First Mao walked up with a smile.

As a result, just after walking a few steps, he knew why Zhang Heng stopped.

Attracting to the eyes, seven great monks sat cross-legged in a rain pavilion in front of them.

The oldest one looks like he is in his seventies or eighties, and the remaining six are between the ages of thirty and sixty.

They sat upright with their palms folded and their eyes closed.

Around the pavilion, there are wooden fish, scriptures, Buddhist beads, Zen staff, Buddha statues, copper bells and other strange objects, as if they are blocking something.

“What’s going on?”

First Mao showed a serious look.

"It should be because he was forced to stay at Jieting and was exhausted in the end."

Zhang Heng counted the number of people and hesitated: "Including the master who committed suicide, we have seen eight people in total. Where are the rest?"

"yes!"

First Mao was also a little confused: "If I remember correctly, I should have twelve great monks, and there are still four left now."

Zhang Heng whispered: "I hope they weren't captured."

"That's terrible. The fate of dismembering thousands of corpses is not good."

Speaking of this, the first Mao's eyes lit up again: "It may also be trapped in a certain basement, such as the basement is in the room, and there are zombies guarding the room. They can't get out and zombies can't get in. They are just stalemate, waiting for us to rescue them."

"It's not that there is no such possibility."

Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "To be on the safe side, I will ask some people to come in and organize a search team to stand on the street and shout. If someone is really alive, hiding in the basement as you said, you will respond when you hear the shouts."

Human life is at stake, and the first one is not vague.

Just doing it, but he was not forgiven. He muttered: "The bald donkey is a troublesome. He has no ability and has to show off his power. He has increased my workload for nothing."

A little while.

Zhang Heng called two teams of soldiers in, took a pair of them himself, and handed them over to the First Mao Team.

The two led two teams to search in the town, and the soldiers shouted: "Is anyone there? We are here to save you!"

“Save me, save me!”

Not to mention it, after searching for two rounds, someone really responded.

Zhang Heng took the people to see that the sound was coming from a yard.

He kicked open the door and followed the sound and found someone in the well.

He sat on the bucket in the well, looked outside with a gaze, and said weakly: "Save me, I have been in the well for many days, and I can't get up."

"Humans are indeed adaptive animals, and there are always people who can live in every way!"

Zhang Heng looked incredible.

When he pulled the person up and asked, he was a resident of the town. When the zombies came, they couldn't run out, so they jumped into the well with some food.

Zombies belong to earth and are born with water.

Hiding in the well, the zombies would not go down to bite him, so he survived like this. It was the fifteenth day of today.

Unfortunately, he had finished eating the food, and the rope of the well was too slippery and he couldn't climb out by himself. If Zhang Heng and the others didn't come, he would just dive into the well and die.

"Master, we found a man in the cellar."

As the first person was discovered, a second person was soon found.

But this person is purely timid.

He hid in the cellar and never dared to come out. He didn't know that zombies could not move during the day, so he just hid it like this.

That is, there is homemade rice wine in the cellar, which can be used to quench thirst and satisfy hunger, otherwise he would have killed himself.

"No monk!"

It was a happy thing to find two survivors in a row, but Zhang Heng couldn't laugh.

Because the monk was not found, it means that all these monks had been killed and the Buddha did not bless them.

Good people don’t live long.

Soon, news came from the first Mao that the bodies of two monks were found in a small alley.
Chapter completed!