Republic of China

Chapter 27
"Ahhh-!"

The wails and screams did not come from Zi Zhan.

Still poor Li Wansong.

After the three talismans were beaten out, nothing happened to Zi Zhan.

It turned around and attacked Kang Muang as if it had no impact. Its sharp nails scratched his collar, leaving three bloody marks on his neck.

"It doesn't make sense!"

Kang Muang, who barely escaped the fatal blow, somewhat doubted his ability.

As far as I can remember, Fu Lu's ability has never stretched his legs.

Even though I have never dealt with Zi Zhan, my teacher at that time made it very clear that the ghosts of An Zhai and the Four Saints of the North Pole to relieve disasters have miraculous effects on evil spirits such as zombies.

"Can you do it?" Li Wansong took advantage of the gap to escape from Zi Zhan's control, raised his legs and ran wildly. At the same time, he expressed extreme doubts about Kang Mu'ang's abilities.

I thought Kang Muang was an expert.

But I pulled my crotch twice in a row, which was too embarrassing.

Kang Muang hurriedly picked up the talisman and found that there was no flaw in either the charm or the strokes of the pen.

Then he put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully.

!!!

Good guy.

It really is a dark shop among dark shops.

Not only the mahogany sword is fake.

Even the cinnabar sold is fake, and it always smells like cheaper dye. You can't detect it unless you smell it carefully.

Zhao Sanyuan, who fell to the ground in the distance, did not get up in a hurry and took as much time as possible to recover his strength.

"Don't run out of Li's house! Otherwise Zi Zhan will attack the other descendants!" Kang Mu'ang hurriedly reminded him when he saw Li Wansong going straight to the courtyard gate.

Zi Zhan himself has no humanity at all, nor is he highly intelligent.

If Li Guyu and Li Wansong, the father and son of the eldest family, put oil on their feet, Zi Zheng would definitely kill all the other families and then harm others.

Hearing the reminder, Li Wansong stopped walking.

He struggled endlessly with the choice of personal safety and the life and death of his loved ones.

"Son, please go quickly! As long as dad is here!" Li Guyu beat his legs as if they were filled with lead, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to overcome his fear.

Discuss age and future.

Li Wansong has a lot of good years to achieve in life.

Especially since he was seriously injured at this time, the wounds on both shoulders were so deep that the bones were visible, and he shouldn't have stayed.

"Believe me!"

Kang Muang's voice cheered up Li Wansong.

When he looked back, he happened to see him using ink thread to wrap Zi Zong around the pillars.

Although it is still a drop in the bucket, it is only a matter of time before Zi Zhan breaks free, but it is still much better than the broken wooden sword and useless talismans.

Grit your teeth!

Li Wansong turned and raised the small stone pier in the courtyard and rushed towards Zi Zhan.

It's too late to say.

He hit Zi Zheng on the head with all his strength.

boom--

The blow had an effect.

But not much.

Even though half of Zi Zheng's skull was smashed, with red, white, and black flying everywhere, and his brains flying everywhere, it still couldn't be damaged at all. He turned his head to the side, with his bloodied mouth wide open.

tear-

The ink fountain line is broken!
Zi Zheng, who was no longer restrained, ran straight towards Li Wansong, his claws dripping with blood showing how sharp they were.

A crisp and dense sound suddenly sounded.

A piece of 'white' quickly approached Zi Zhan's feet.

Sticky rice!

Zhao Sanyuan struggled to get up and threw away all the glutinous rice.

When Zizheng stepped on it, he reacted violently like a burning fire.

According to the "Book of Mountains and Seas": "In the deep mountains of Yushan Mountain, at the end of Nanyu, there are mythical beasts with human faces, and the people worship them with sticky rice."

It can be seen that a long time ago, the ancestors of Yanhuang had discovered the wonderful uses of glutinous rice.

Among the five grains, it belongs to the essence of grains, which is the richest in yang energy, representing blessing and auspiciousness. This auspicious characteristic and aura.

It itself has strong viscosity, which means it has adsorption properties. It will absorb bad magnetic fields, such as evil spirits or yin energy, etc., and has the effect of warding off evil spirits.

Glutinous rice is very common in folk rituals of foreigners and can be regarded as an indispensable and important component.

From the effect point of view, it is indeed good.

Purple stiffness and torment as if the soles of my feet were on fire.

"I fought with you!"

Accompanied by the roar, Li Guyu overcame his fear and rushed towards Zi Zheng, and even threw it to the ground during the sprint.but.

There is no shortage of people with good intentions who do bad things in this world.

With this pounce, Zi Zheng was directly thrown out of the Nuomi Formation.

There is a huge difference in power, so it is extremely difficult to get it back.

"father!"

Li Wansong's eyes split open in anger.

At this moment, Zi Zheng's sharp claws were grabbing at Li Guyu's face.

"The canopy rides on the sky, holding the imperial bell in your hand!"

"Weinan defends the evil, and charges into the north!"

Kang Muang came to the rescue again.

Use the thumb to press the middle finger to pinch Ziwen, and the four fingers to press the thumb to perform the Tianpeng Demon Conquering Technique.

The hand technique directly hit Zi Zheng's chest.

As if being beaten hard, Zi Zhan took two steps back.

But it is still a stop-gap measure, treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

"Lao Kang! Bring the Old Eggplant Gang into the mourning hall!"

Seeing Zhao Sanyuan running towards the mourning hall with difficulty, Kang Muang realized something in an instant after being reminded, and quickly shouted to the Li family and his son to enter the mourning hall.

In order to protect the entire Li family, the chance of winning in a frontal attack was extremely slim.

If you want to get rid of purple stiffness, the first thing you have to do is to control it, even for 1 minute.

The mourning hall, which is smaller than the front yard, is the best place for the showdown.

As long as the purple stiffness can be controlled, Kang Muang is confident that he can win.

The problem is coming.

Will Zi Zhan really obey the orders and enter the mourning hall instead of attacking the descendants in the nearby wing?
The answer is yes.

a method.

Smash the coffin!
Although Zi Zhan is much stronger than ordinary people and does not feel pain due to injuries from swords and guns, everything has two sides, and the same is true for Zi Zhan.

It has many weaknesses, and the biggest weakness is that it cannot walk under the sun during the day. The Yang Qi is fatal to its corpse Qi.

So you must return to the coffin before dawn and wait until the sun sets to act again.

Among the many folk rumors about zombies, zombies usually lie back in coffins after killing people. This sounds very scary, but it makes sense.

The coffin is the last shelter. Without its protection, Zi Zheng will definitely die twelve hours after lifting the coffin.

If the coffin is destroyed, Zi Zhan will definitely stop it at all costs.

As for what to do next?

Zhao Sanyuan has already given the answer.

As he rushed towards the mourning hall, he held the bowl of fresh rooster blood in his hand.

"Brother Li! Go chop the coffin!"

After picking up Li Guyu, Kang Muang also ran into the mourning hall. He bit his middle finger and wiped the ink line across it, and then handed the other end to Li Wansong.

This kid was a little stunned.

He looked at Zi Zheng, whose body was gradually returning to its original shape from its twisted shape outside the mourning hall, and would rather go to the battlefield and face several times the enemy's siege.

No matter how many enemy troops there are, they can be killed by guns and artillery.

But monsters that are completely beyond common sense are attacking his weak psychological defense line all the time.

Thinking about how my grandfather always spent his own money to build bridges and roads during his lifetime, why did he end up in such a situation after his death?

God is so unreasonable!

Kang Muang patted Li Wansong on the forehead to remind him to concentrate.

Whether or not Zi Zhan can be controlled now depends on the remaining Mo Dou Thread in his hand. The two of them must work together to have a chance.

As for the materials needed to draw the talismans, they had to ask Zhao Sanyuan, otherwise the Li family and his son would not be able to fight against Zi Zhan.

"Listen up, you only get one chance."

"When Zi Zhan comes in later, he will definitely rush and kick the threshold. The opportunity is at that moment. Let's trip our ankles first and then tie our wrists."

A few steps away.

Zhao Sanyuan was searching for something in the messy mourning hall.

He knew very well that chicken blood alone was not enough.

There is still one important material missing.

Li Guyu, who was destroying the coffin, looked scared and anxious, and asked Zhao Sanyuan next to him, "What should I do after I finish chopping the coffin?"

He burst into tears, as if his own father had died.

Strictly speaking, his biological father should be dead but not completely dead.

After Zhao Sanyuan finally found what he wanted, his pale face showed a touch of cruelty.

"What else can we do? Send the old man on his last journey!"

(End of this chapter)