Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

Because according to what the master and the Taoist priest said, something unexpected might happen tonight.

After hearing this, Manager Wu wanted to say, "You knew something unexpected was going to happen, but you still asked us to set up tents?"

But after seeing this commotion, I didn't dare to say a word.

Under the eaves.

Taoist Simu counted with his fingers and looked solemn.

Seeing this scene, Jiale also became nervous.

"What did the master calculate?"

"Is something going to happen?"

Taoist Simu frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Maybe I ate too much last night, so I have to go take a shit!"

"puff!"

Not far away, Zheng Zha, who was eavesdropping, spat out a mouthful of rice.

Even Xiao Honglu was speechless.

Several people from the Zhongzhou team once again lamented the unreliability of Taoist Simu.

After a few flashes of lightning, heavy rain began to fall.

The modified copper-horned golden coffin was placed outside and a shed was set up to prevent the heavy rain.

At this time, Jiale pointed to the sky and said to Jingjing:

"Hehe, God must be like the master, he is drunk."

"Pee again."

"Eh, you're so disgusting!"

Jingjing said this and moved away.

Ikkyu, who saw this, shook his head and shouted:
"Jingjing, go pick all the Sichuan Fritillary Bulbs and Lotus Seeds and make some porridge."

"all?"

"Yes, that's all. Go ahead."

Jingjing wanted to say something else, but seeing Master Ikkyu's serious expression, she obeyed.

"You silly boy, why don't you go and help?"

Master Ikkyu said to Jiale who was standing there in a daze.

Jiale finally reacted and said stupidly:

"Oh, I'll go help you right away."

In the kitchen.

"Chuanbei is worth a hundred gold coins, and the lotus seeds were planted by a novice master. This time, I used them all to make porridge..."

"Jingjing, is this more expensive than that coffin?"

"That one doesn't have one... Here, help me cut them all open. Remember not to break the skin."

Jiale took it: "No problem."

"Jia Le, do you need to ask those four fellow apprentices to come in? It's very cold outside. Be careful not to catch a fever."

In the pouring rain, the four disciples from the east, south, west and north sat in the four corners of the tent.

Meticulously reciting the Taoist secrets in silence.

Seeing this, Jiale quickly waved his hand: "No, no."

"My junior brothers are not yet advanced enough, so this is the time to hone their skills."

At this time, Zhu Wen and Chen Zilong came in carrying glutinous rice and casserole.

Hearing this, the two of them almost burst out laughing.

Jiale and Jingjing were the first to greet him: "Hello, two seniors."

"It's okay, you two continue, we are here to help."

After Chen Zilong finished speaking, he took advantage of Jingjing and Zhu Wen talking to lean over and whispered a few words to them.

Soon after, Chen Zilong pulled Zhu Wen to the side to watch the show.

Zhu Wen rolled her eyes and whispered, "I heard everything just now. What bad idea did you give Jiale?"

Chen Zilong chuckled: "I am respecting the original work."

"Young people like this. Just wait and see."

As he spoke, a dirty hand inconspicuously embraced a certain existence.

Jiale looked at the boiling casserole, gritted his teeth, reached his hand in, dipped some hot water, and splashed it on his forehead.

"Oh, oh, I can't take it anymore, Jingjing."

As he spoke, Jiale took a light step and leaned against Jingjing's back.

Jingjing quickly turned around and hugged Jiale, who was feeling weak all over. "What's wrong with you?"

"Jingjing, I seem to have a fever, please feel me."

Jingjing didn't suspect anything and quickly touched it.

"No, it's not hot?"

"Oh, yes. My hands are so hot."

Jiale stretched out his right hand and opened it.

Jingjing touched it, took it and didn't leave, so Jiale closed his left hand.

“It’s no use.”

Jiale clasped his hands together and said excitedly: "It's really, really hot, feel it carefully."

Jingjing also felt something was wrong at this time, but before she could break free, Jiale let go of her hand and tore open her shirt.

"By the way, Jingjing, my chest hurts too. Feel it and see if there's anything wrong."

When Jingjing's little hand touched him, Jiale shuddered all over.

"Yes, right here. It hurts so much. And here, a little to the left, a little to the right."

Jingjing was even more confused: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, but it seems to get better if you press it."

Jingjing nodded seriously: "Then you press it first, I'll go get you some medicine. Do you have any hidden illnesses?"

Having said that, Jingjing stood up.

When Jiale saw Jingjing wanted to leave, he felt reluctant to leave the child and couldn't find her mother.

He just gritted his teeth and lay back.

Lying straight on the ground.

He was twitching all over and pinching his neck with both hands.

Jingjing heard the noise and came over anxiously, then turned around and straddled Jiale.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I, I can't breathe, Jingjing."

"Hurry up and save me! Save me!"

After pinching his neck, Jiale started to tear his clothes randomly.

Then he pointed at his mouth frantically, as if he couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, Jingjing took a deep breath, and Jiale was happy to see this.

But before I could feel happy, I saw Jingjing take a deep breath, raise her sandbag-sized fists, and punch twice.

Hit Jiale in the stomach.

Jiale instantly became a nobody.

But even so, this guy is really tough.

He didn't even let go.

Chen Zilong couldn't help but admire it.

Jiale was still pointing at his mouth.

She said tremblingly, "Lack of oxygen, lack of oxygen, Jingjing..."

Jingjing hesitated for a while, then held Jiale's face with both hands, took another deep breath and wanted to start artificial respiration.

But just when Jingjing bent down.

"Brothers and sisters, I just can't stand it any longer. Today, the four of us are going to clean up our sect!"

"Yes, we will never allow such scum to appear in the Maoshan Sect!"

After saying that, four figures jumped in directly from the window.

After pulling Jingjing aside, he started stomping on her.

While stepping on it, he shouted:

"The shame of the sect, the thief of our generation, eliminating harm for the people, bringing honor to the family, and other slogans."

Seeing this, Zhu Wen pulled Chen Zilong to make way.

Later, Jiale also proved with facts that his Taoism was indeed better than that of his four fellow disciples in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest.

Because even in the midst of a fight between four people, he still had the ability to fight back.

Four fists were swung out and each of them was hit.

The noise of the one-sided beating also alarmed others.

After Taoist Simu and Taoist Qianhe separated them.

When I found out what happened.

Just when everyone in the Zhongzhou team thought that Taoist Simu would criticize and educate Jiale.

He covered his chest and fell backwards.

His expression turned grim and painful, and he looked in the direction where Jingjing was standing:
"It hurts, it hurts so much, help me..."

At this time, Master Ikkyu came in through the crack in the door.

"Amitabha, go to hell!" Master Ikkyu kicked the Taoist priest Simu who was lying on the ground and sent him flying.

After seeing this scene.

Jiale, who originally felt that he was not wrong, had to say two words when faced with what his master did.

"Shameless!"

Taoist Simu beside him blew his beard and glared:
"I am shameless, you unfilial descendant, isn't this your attention?"

Jiale realized it later: "Oh, it seems so."

"No, wait Master, who said I paid attention."

"yes………"

Only then did Jiale realize that the senior who had given him advice had suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"........."

Chen Zilong and Zhu Wen returned to the room with a smile and told everyone what had just happened.

Everyone was happy.

Zheng Zha smiled and said:

"Like master, like disciple."

Li laughed and said, "I can only say that it is worthy of being a comedy movie."

"I just hope it will end happily in the end."

Chen Zilong looked at everyone curiously and asked:
"By the way, Xiao Honglu, captain."

"Don't we need to prepare in advance?"

"Trap? Grenade? Explosives? Or maybe a formation?"

"Don't you need it?"

Zheng Zha said: "Xiao Honglu has not rested in the past half month. He has already completed the arrangements in this regard when we were not paying attention."

"However, if you can think of it, the other Zhao Yingkong can definitely think of it too."

"She would not choose a place for the fight near the compound."

After Zheng Zha finished explaining, Xiao Honglu added: "That's the general situation."

"It's not impossible, but it's better not to."

"Not what?"

Chen Zilong asked.

"Generally speaking, it is indeed as the captain said, but if they knew that there were so many traps here, would they still dare to come..."

"That means the other party is certain."

"So let's just pray that this isn't the case."

Zhu Wen beside her listened and nodded.

Then he looked at Li Xiao and Zheng Zha and said:

“In fact, I have always been puzzled.”

"That zombie, as for Que Feng, I can understand that it was out of instinct."

"The other Zhao Yingkong, if I'm not mistaken, is another personality of sister Yingkong who used the Soul-Severing Knife to manifest and escape."

"Although we only met once last time and spoke a few words, she should be different."

"Her hostility towards us is vague and yet not present. It feels very strange."

"Besides, didn't Jiale and Jingjing talk about this before?"

"On the night of the Ghost Festival, another Sakura sister appeared, but she did not hurt anyone, and did not attack the two plot characters, Simue and Ikkiu."

"So what is her goal, her purpose?"

"I just can't figure it out."

Zhao Yingkong looked at Zhu Wen, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

That's the time.

Zhao Yingkong then realized that he had known about the second personality a long time ago.

But until now, the only communication was when their memories were sealed in The Matrix.

That was the only normal time we had together.

I really don’t seem to know what my other self wants.

Zhao Yingkong looked dazed and subconsciously grabbed Li Xiao's wrist.

Li Xiao smiled bitterly and patted the girl on the back: "Let me tell you."

"Compared to you guys, I'm the one who has spent the longest time with the other Sakura Sora."

"As for what she wants?"

"What is the purpose?"

"I guess it's for fun? Or for fun?"

"Bad taste? A madman with bad taste!"

“You can understand it this way.”

Zheng Zha thought of the scene when he first fought with another Zhao Yingkong, and nodded seriously.

"Indeed, it is very strong and crazy."

Li Xiao continued:
"Zombies are the blood of the closest relatives, and Quefeng is the soul-slaying sword's obsession to defeat the master."

"As for her, it's really hard to say. She seems to be a person who does whatever she wants."

"But what I want to say is that whoever meets her must have the intention of killing her."

"Otherwise, she will really do it."

Everyone in the Zhongzhou team nodded in response.

There was a squeak.

Jingjing came closer.

"Senior Zheng Zha, Brother Li, do you eat maltose?"

"It's delicious."

As she spoke, Jingjing put down the three small jars in her hand.

At this time, Xiao Honglu looked at the maltose and was stunned: "Oops. I forgot."

After saying this, Xiao Honglu pushed open the door.

Li Xiao and Zheng Zha saw it then.

Except for a small corridor, the two courtyards of Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu were actually coated with a layer of maltose.

And Dongnanxixi, Beibei and Jiale are making up the last bit.

Li Xiao sniffed and said in surprise: "It smells so good, this... is all maltose?"

Zheng Zha looked at Xiao Honglu, who looked unhappy, and asked, "What's wrong? Is it wrong to apply maltose?"

"In the plot, I see that this kind of mechanism is quite useful against zombies, right?"

At this time Jingjing came over.

"Yes, I just asked specifically, and Taoist Simu and Taoist Qianhe both said that this maltose is the most effective against jumping zombies."

"And the two Taoist priests said that this is their Maoshan secret maltose, which is very sticky and there is absolutely no problem."

“Besides, it’s delicious.”

Jingjing said with a smile.

"Well, Jingjing, don't tell me, it really tastes different."

At some point, Zhu Wen had already opened one and handed it to Zhao Yingkong to taste.

Send Jingjing away.

Xiao Honglu then said: "This situation not only limits the zombies, but also limits them."

"It doesn't matter if we have flying props, but these plot characters can't fly."

"And don't forget, this time we're not just facing zombies."

Xiao Honglu just finished speaking.

A loud thunder suddenly sounded.

Everyone in the room sensed something and turned their heads.

I saw a dozen or so malicious amulets stuck on the wall began to burn at the same time.

Almost in an instant it turned into ashes and scattered all over the ground.

at the same time.

Taoist Qianhe is setting up the altar, and Taoist Simu is standing next to him with his hands on his hips.

Master Ikkyu, who was chanting with a wooden fish, stopped and looked in a certain direction at the same time.

All three of them looked towards the front hall of the courtyard.

Jiale was lying on the ground with his ears pressed to the ground.

"Hey, Master, Uncle Master, Master Ikkiu, why are you looking at me?"

"I...oh my god...oh!"

A pair of brown-gray arms suddenly emerged from under the floor and grabbed Jiale's chest, which was pressed against the ground.

It was this grab that made Jiale let out a painful cry.

Jiale supported himself on the ground with his hands and then he got up.

But the zombie just grabbed him and pulled him down.

Taoist Simu and Taoist Qianhe, who had come to their senses, leaned down at the same time, grabbed Jiale's legs with one hand each and pulled them.

Master Ikkyu immediately swung the Buddhist beads in his hand at the zombie with two arms.

(End of this chapter)