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Chapter 332: A group of zombies

The bandits behind Jin Batian and Hu San had long been frightened by the ghost baby. Now they saw so many zombies, they were on the verge of collapse. The timid calves were cramped and they couldn't run fast. They were instantly caught by the zombies chasing behind. They were bitten and screamed for a moment. They were a little braver, but they still shouted to give themselves courage. While running, they filled the muskets with iron sand, and then turned to hit the zombies. The muskets were powerful. When they hit the zombies, they could make the zombies fly back far away, with blue smoke on their bodies, but the bodies of the zombies were extremely hard. As long as they didn't blow up his head, they would still get up and continue chasing the living people in front until they drank human blood.

Second uncle, please save us. Why don’t you say that I am your nephew too? If I were bitten to death by those zombies, our Hu family would be defeated. Hu San ran away because he was out of breath. He only cared about eating, drinking, gambling for many years and had already emptied his body. His energy was no longer enough to run wildly.

Master Qingxu, help me quickly. Jin Batian was holding a machete in his hand. While running towards Master Qingxu, he looked behind him in a panic. The zombies were not slow and had a large number. They were about to catch up with Jin Batian and his bandits.

Taoist Master Qingxu looked at the grass where the ghost baby rolled down, then turned around and looked at Hu San and others. He no longer cared about so many things and ran towards them.

Jin Batian and Hu San saw Taoist Master Qingxu running towards him, and finally saw the savior and ran harder.

In a moment, Taoist Master Qingxu had already arrived beside them. He didn't say much at the moment, and quickly took out a ball of thread from his arms and pulled out the thread. There was a nail-shaped thing on the thread. But he saw Taoist Master Qingxu quickly threw the nail-shaped thing towards a big tree beside him, and the nail-shaped thing was deeply embedded into the big tree.

The ball of string held by Taoist Qingxu looked like the ball of string used when flying a kite, but the ball of string was black, soaked in black ink, and had a certain effect on dealing with zombies.

When Jin Batian and others ran past Taoist Qingxu, Taoist Qingxu had already stretched the black line in his hand and blocked the zombies' way. However, when the zombies were rushing towards him with their teeth and claws, when they touched the thin black line, a sensation of white smoke would rise up in their bodies, and they screamed shrillly and fell backwards.

Taoist Master Qingxu pulled the black line and wrapped the zombies running over, trapping all the zombies in the black line, and finally tied a dead knot.

After finishing the work, Priest Qingxu had no time to take a breath, he heard Hu San shouting in horror behind him: Second Uncle, come here quickly, and a group of zombies ran over in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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