Feng Shui Emperor

Chapter 218 Fighting Techniques (Second Update)

The two sides fought back and forth for half an hour, and the old woman knew that it was impossible to take down the old Taoist priest today.

The old woman launched a fierce attack, and the old Taoist had no choice but to keep defending.While the old Taoist was panting, the old woman flew out in one stride.

"Smelly Taoist priest, I have just been born today, and I will come to taste your blood in the next day, quack quack."

The old Taoist shouted: "You can't let her run away, there will be endless troubles."

The farmer and others ran out of the house, but there was no shadow of the old woman outside.

Seeing that the zombie ran away, the old Taoist squatted on the ground and said: "It's over, it's over, it's a big trouble now, this monster can fight me evenly when it's just born, wait for her to practice for a few days, then it'll be fine!"

A puff of blue smoke rose from the old Taoist's waist, and he gradually transformed into three human figures, which turned out to be the three old men under the willow tree during the day.

The old man at the head said: "Brother, don't worry. Although this zombie is powerful, it is not without weaknesses."

"Oh, junior brother, what's your opinion, why don't you tell me!"

The old man put his head close to the old Taoist's ear and whispered for a while.The old Taoist said: "This method is not impossible, but this zombie is so powerful, will it work?"

"Brother, don't worry, there is no other way to do it right now, you might as well try this method!"

"Ah, now I have to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. I hope I can get rid of this monster that endangers the world," the old Taoist sighed.

When the farmer saw the zombie running away, he couldn't help feeling scared, and asked, "Master Dao, this zombie is so powerful, now that it's gone, we have nowhere to look for it!"

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said, "It's okay, I've already planted a soul knot mark on her body when she ran away, within three days, as long as we follow the breath left by this mark, we can find her."

"The Taoist priest can only draw with that zombie now. Even if we find the zombie now, we can't do anything to her! I don't know what the Taoist priest can do, so everyone should be prepared if you tell me!"

The Taoist chief glanced at the village head and said: "Actually, it's not a clever method. It's just a relatively powerful formation in our Taoism, called the Soul Locking Formation. It is infinitely powerful, but it requires a lot of spells to set up the formation. Tonight I'm afraid Going to be sleepless."

"Then it will be hard for the Taoist priest. Tomorrow, the Taoist priest draws the spell, and we will destroy this zombie together!"

The farmer said: "The Taoist priest can go to my house to rest today. There is another room in the humble house that is vacant, which is suitable for the Taoist priest to draw spells at night."

The old Taoist nodded, and turned to look at the village head, who was thinking seriously.

"Is the village head thinking about something?" the old Taoist asked.

The village chief was stunned: "Oh, it's nothing. I was thinking about how to catch this zombie tomorrow. After all, she is also my mother. People can't be buried, and my son's heart is not safe!"

"I can't tell that the village head is still a filial son. You don't have to worry about these things, I will make arrangements for myself tomorrow!"

The old Taoist said: "These charms can ensure that the villagers in the village will not be killed by zombies. Please help me distribute them to the villagers."

The village head took the talisman and said: "Don't worry, Taoist chief, I will definitely distribute these talismans to every household."

"Remember, this talisman must be pasted on the bedroom door," the old Taoist instructed.

The farmer took the old Taoist to his home, "Master Dao, the humble house is dilapidated, and I have to wrong you to spend the night here."

The old Taoist waved his hand, "Go and rest, with me here, don't be afraid of that zombie."

Thanks a lot, the farmer went back to his room to rest.

The old Taoist took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to draw symbols.

At midnight, most of the large pack of yellow paper had been used up. The old Taoist stretched his waist, and suddenly heard a sound outside. He held his breath and listened carefully, as if a woman was laughing. She said she was laughing, but the voice was extremely shrill. .

"It's broken, the zombie is here."

The old Taoist hurried out of the house, and there was a sweet and fishy smell in the air.

The old Taoist woke up the farmer, and when the two came to the street, the stench became stronger, worse, it was blood, so the old Taoist and the farmer hurried into a house on the side of the road.

I saw that the door of this family was locked tightly, but it didn't look like there was any sign of zombies breaking in.

Leaning closer to the door and smelling it, the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

The old Taoist took out a talisman: "Hurry up like a law, open."

The door opened in response, and the old Taoist priest and the farmer ran into the house quickly, only to see a man lying on the ground, with unsucked blood slowly flowing out of his neck.

The old Taoist grabbed the talisman paper pasted on the bedside and threw it on the ground viciously.

The old Taoist took out a piece of talisman paper and squeezed a spell in his hand. The talisman paper suddenly came to life, jumping on the ground like a villain.

The paper figurine jumped around a few times and walked out of the house.

"Quick, keep up with the paper man, he will lead us to find the zombie!"

Although the paper figurine was bouncing forward on the ground, its speed was no slower than the old Taoist priest and the others, always leading the way.

The paper figurine walked westward on the street, and there was a bloody smell from every house. It seemed that the entire village had been bitten to death by that zombie.

The paper figurine stopped at the door of the village chief's house, and the old Taoist kicked the door open. The village chief was lying on the ground dying, and a thing covered in white hair was squatting aside, biting another man's neck and sucking blood.

"Hey, village head, why are you bothering?" the Taoist chief sighed.

"After all, she is my mother, and I can't help you kill her." The village head said dying, "Although she will kill me in the end, I don't hate her, because this is my own choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief tilted his head and died.

Alas, the old Taoist sighed: "If you do this, you will harm your morality. Even after you die, you will go to hell and suffer."

The white-haired monster squatting at the side turned his head at this time, and said in a sinister manner: "Old Taoist priest, you are here, I have missed your blood for a long time, I just wanted to find you, but unexpectedly you delivered it to the door. "

The old Taoist said: "Thousands of calculations are not worth the fortunes of heaven. I didn't expect that you would still suck human blood and become a climate."

The farmer was a little puzzled: "Master Dao, is this the zombie that ran away just now? Why is it covered in white hair?"

The old Taoist sighed and said: "She is no longer an ordinary zombie. This zombie is extraordinary. It has sucked so many human blood, and now it has become a drought."

The farmer gasped, Hanba is a monster dozens of times more powerful than ordinary zombies, the body of a zombie is very hard, but it is even more perverted when it comes to Hanba, even ordinary magic weapons can't hurt him, and Hanba is extremely agile, Extremely fast.

The old Taoist knew that this time he was going to fight to the death. As early as when he entered the door, he had already quietly scattered talismans in the yard. The talisman paper blessed with formulas disappeared instantly when it was thrown on the ground, as if ginseng fruit got into it. It's the same in the soil, so the Hanba naturally can't find it.

(End of this chapter)