Deadline: God of Zombies

Chapter 20: Jiuju’s faction, the polar murderer (please read and vote)

Ma Xiaoling frowned and looked at the two of them. Unexpectedly, Uncle Feng and Su Mu were still at the prison door.

"Xiao Ling, you came out so soon? Why didn't you start a fight with the inspector?" Uncle Feng smiled helplessly.

"I thought you were going to fight, so I left quickly."

One is his boss and the other is a friend. It is not easy for him to interfere in a war between women.

"Why should I fight her?"

Ma Xiaoling curled her lips and dismissed the female inspector.

She looked up at the thousand paper cranes. The talisman was folded and flew into the distance.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Feng hurriedly followed the paper crane. There was a strand of hair of a walking corpse on it, which contained the aura of the corpse controller.

Qianzhihe will search for the breath and find the person behind the scenes.

"Tracking technique?"

Ma Xiaoling was surprised: "Uncle Feng, are you going to run away to track down the murderer?"

There was a red car parked not far outside the prison, which was Ma Xiaoling's car.

She opened the car door directly and waved: "Get in the car, I'll take you there!"

"Xiao Ling, I knew you wouldn't stand idly by!" Uncle Feng smiled slightly and sat in the back seat of the car.

Su Mu came to the passenger seat, Ma Xiaoling stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Uncle Feng formed a seal with his right hand, and took out a Bagua compass with his left hand. The pointer on it shook, firmly locking the flight path of the paper crane...

"Turn right ahead and go straight."

Ma Xiaoling nodded, and the car's speed surged again, making a roar.

at the same time.

There is a mansion in the village in the city. This place is eerie and strange. The sun is shining brightly, but the sun cannot shine into the courtyard.

The rooms in the courtyard are uniquely decorated, all in Japanese style!
Inside the house, a woman was wearing a black kimono, lying lazily on the floor, giving the impression of a "widow".

She was holding a cat in her arms. It was all white, completely opposite to the color of her clothes.

The woman's name is Michiko, who comes from the Jiuju sect and is an Japanese Onmyoji.

Moreover, she is also the elder of the Jiuju faction and the person in charge of Xiangjiang. She makes money through various huge profits, including "drug trafficking."

Practitioners need resources and spend countless money. Drug trafficking is the fastest way to make money.

The so-called walking corpse transporting poison is just one of her methods.

Michiko suddenly trembled slightly, sat up suddenly, and let out a cold snort.

Hearing the sound, the door was pushed open, and a bodyguard wearing a suit and sunglasses entered the house.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Michiko waved her hand and said calmly: "I'm fine, it's just that someone found me!"

"I didn't expect that there were experts among the police who could locate my location through breath."

The bodyguard said coldly: "Who is this person? I'm going to kill him!"

Michiko shook her head: "Since you can find me, at least I am a heavenly master. Ordinary earthly masters cannot detect my aura."

"No matter how powerful your fists and kicks are, you can't kill the Heavenly Master."

The bodyguard was not convinced. Just as he was about to speak, Michiko continued: "The people are already here, and I just prepared a big gift for them!"

The corner of Michiko's mouth raised with a sneer. She walked to the corner and placed a vase with a few chrysanthemums on it.

She reached out and took out a chrysanthemum. She muttered a spell silently, and the chrysanthemum in her hand turned into a pile of petals flying...

now,

A red car entered the urban village and stopped outside the mansion.

Ma Xiaoling and the others got out of the car, looked up at the mansion, and saw paper cranes flying in...

The pointer of the Bagua disk in Uncle Feng remained motionless, pointing to the mansion in front of him.

"The murderer is inside?" Ma Xiaoling frowned and noticed something strange. This mansion gave people a gloomy feeling.

Uncle Feng looked solemnly, looking at the tall iron gate in front of him. There were two snake-shaped carvings, and opposite the gate, there were two stone pillars standing.

A trace of Yin Qi floated out from the crack in the door, as thick as white mist. "The owner of this place is not simple and has changed the Feng Shui pattern."

Uncle Feng said in a deep voice: "Two snakes are entangled in front of the door, and two pillars on the opposite side hold up the sky. The sunlight is difficult to penetrate, and the yin energy condenses into fog. This is a murderous situation in the polar region!"

Ma Xiaoling was startled.

Polar murder pattern?
This is a type of Feng Shui that blocks out the sun and gathers the shade, creating a dangerous place!
Uncle Feng comes from the Maoshan sect and practices Maoshan Taoism. He is also involved in Feng Shui and mystical arts, so he can recognize the situation here at a glance.

Maoshan has many disciples spread all over the world, and Uncle Feng is just one of them.

As long as your cultivation reaches a certain level, you can go out into the world and do what you like. Uncle Feng became a policeman after leaving the mountain.

Maoshan is different from Longhu Mountain. Many of Longhu Mountain's spells are only passed down to direct disciples or people of the Zhang family, with Tianshi Mansion as the core.

For example, the Golden Light Curse of the Tianshi Mansion and the Five Thunder Methods are both secrets that are not taught.

"Let's go and meet the people behind the scenes!" Uncle Feng pressed his hands on the iron door and slowly pushed it open.

Along with the crunching sound, a gloomy air hit his face, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

He stepped into the courtyard. The garden was barren and pitch black. It was obviously daytime, but there was no sunlight.

Su Mu looked around. It was exactly the same as in the movie, but the plot had changed slightly.

"Uncle Feng, why is the soil black?" Ma Xiaoling was surprised, looking at the soil in the garden, she could vaguely smell the smell of blood.

She bent down and grabbed the dirt, and found that it was carbon powder, with a layer of lime underneath.

"Lime powder?" Ma Xiaoling was surprised.

The toner is black and the lime is white, resulting in black on the outside and white on the inside.

Uncle Feng frowned slightly: "Toner prevents moisture and lime prevents corrosion. This is the ancient Chinese method of raising corpses."

"Uncle Feng, there seems to be glass." Ma Xiaoling asked doubtfully, "What's the use of this?"

The soil in her hands contained broken glass, mixed with lime powder.

Uncle Feng explained: "This object can condense the mist and gather the essence of the sun and the moon, thereby controlling the walking corpse."

"Evil magic! Heretic!"

Uncle Feng snorted coldly. He looked down on heretics who often benefited themselves at the expense of others and harmed the natural world.

The owner of this place relied on this method to raise and control corpses, and then used them to sell drugs, so that the police could not find the real culprit.

He looked at the environment and saw several small stone pillars with chrysanthemum patterns carved on them around the garden.

Seeing this scene, he exclaimed: "Jiuju's faction?"

Ma Xiaoling looked up and saw the eye-catching chrysanthemum pattern, which was the symbol of the Jiuju faction!

"Could it be that the owner of this place is from the Jiuju sect?" Uncle Feng was wary.

The Jiuju sect originated during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. At that time, Japan and China exchanged trade. The Japanese came to China and learned Qimen Dunjia. After returning to Japan, they created the Jiuju sect.

They also practice Qimen Dunjia, which has been passed down for more than 1000 years and is famous in Japan.

"I really didn't expect that people from Jiuju's sect would actually practice heresy..."

Uncle Feng looked up and could sense mana fluctuations in the room, and someone was casting a spell.

Right now!

There was a noise in the garden nearby.

bang bang bang...

The soil in the garden exploded, pale hands stretched out, and then corpses crawled out of the ground.

These corpses were covered with corpse spots, their eyes were red, and their fangs were exposed in their grins.

"Zombie?"

Ma Xiaoling looked at these corpses as if facing a formidable enemy and transformed into zombies. There were more than 20 zombies!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The zombies bared their teeth and claws, and walked towards Ma Xiaoling and the others, their mouths exuding a foul stench.

When Su Mu saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up. In his eyes, these zombies were the best sacrifices.

(End of this chapter)