Wu Feng stood in front of the two rows of corpses and looked over one by one. The moisture on these corpses had all dried up, and almost only a layer of skin was left attached to the bones. The face under the yellow paper talisman was hideous and terrifying. The pointed fangs bared out of the lips. The fangs were dark and yellow. You could tell at a glance that they had sucked a lot of people's blood and became like this. Wu Feng looked at them one by one from beginning to end, until the last one. After watching, Wu Feng

I couldn't help but feel a little timid. These corpses are really the best among corpses as the ancestor said. They have been learning the arts of Master Qingfeng for seven or eight years since I followed Master Qingfeng to learn the art. There are not many corpses, and there are very few corpses that have undergone corpses. However, I heard from my master and my senior brother that many corpses have undergone corpses. I have never heard of such corpses that are like mummy corpses, and they have such long fangs. If you bite this, how can you live?

These corpses were divided into two rows. Wu Feng counted them and there were ten corpses in total, five male corpses and five female corpses. The clothes on their bodies were torn and dirty. They could not see what they were originally like. However, judging from their facial features and teeth, these corpses belonged to the same kind of corpses, that is, zombies. Only after the corpses become zombies will they grow long fangs. The more blood they drink, the thicker and sharper their fangs are. Regarding these things about zombies, Wu Feng had some understanding of the words and pictures on the cave wall when he was practicing feminine palms in that cave. The ten zombies in front of him had longer fangs one by one. I don’t know how many people’s blood they drank, and I don’t know if he could deal with them.

Wu Feng felt a little nervous and couldn't help but complain about the old man with white hair. He just saw some things about the eighteen kinds of corpses carved on the stone wall. After all, he hadn't practiced it much. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the broken cave, he entered the tiger's den again. He just got one or two zombies and tried his skills. At this moment, he was ten zombies. Wu Feng felt a little numb when he thought about it.

Faced with so many and very powerful zombies, Wu Feng did not dare to easily remove the yellow paper talismans on their heads. Once they were uncovered, they would pounce on him together. The situation was like a group of hungry wolves seeing a little sheep. Wu Feng scratched his head, and a flash of inspiration in his mind suddenly remembered something that the ancestor told him. He seemed to tell him that some tools to deal with zombies were placed in the corner. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. As long as he had tools, it would be easy to deal with these zombies. Thinking of this, Wu Feng began to look around. Sure enough, there was indeed a black package at the northeast corner of the cave.

Wu Feng ran over all the way, thinking while running that Grandpa of the ancestor must have left him a lot of treasures to deal with zombies. He tried his best to teach him martial arts and Taoism so much that he would never let himself die so easily at the hands of these zombies.
Chapter completed!