the last priest

The blood stiffness was hurt by this attack, and his movements slowed down. The black sunglasses were wearing a shroud, the cuffs were wide open, and with a shake of one hand, a black line flew out from it and went straight to the blood stiffness neck. and go.

On the other end of the black thread hangs a long tooth that is more than an inch long. It belongs to an unknown animal, and it is faintly black.Long Fang took the long line around the zombie's neck several times, and the black sunglasses turned around and put the line on his back, and ran forward without any reason.

He looked shriveled and weak, but the explosive speed of the activation was like a cheetah, and the zombie had no time to parry, and he staggered forward and almost fell over.

The place where the black thread was entangled could be embedded in the flesh, and the zombie was obviously uncomfortable being entangled, trying to break the black thread with his hands while being pulled.Every time your fingers touched that wire, it was like touching a high-voltage wire, and you were hit for a moment. After a few strokes, there were several black scars on the bloody palms.

This line is nothing but the ink fountain line commonly used by Taoists to restrain zombies.Hei Sunglasses desperately pulled the zombies behind him and ran wildly, causing the group of people in front to follow suit. Director Leng was so old that he couldn't run anymore and fell down within a few steps.The zombie happened to be tripped by Director Leng's body, and fell forward, and the pair of sharp fingers pierced Director Leng on the ground.The black sunglasses seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Just when the blood zombie was about to fall, he braked and stopped without even pausing for a moment. He turned around and ran in the opposite direction like a gust of wind.

When the blood-stiff lost his balance, he pulled it back again, with a "boom", landed on his back, and fell down hard.Even with Chaozi's dexterity and Dashan's strength, it may not be possible to make two movements this time and again, but the black sunglasses that seem to be half buried in the ground did it in the blink of an eye.

The blood stiff had already had half of its head blown off. After the black sunglasses pulled it down, it immediately put its hands on the ground, ready to jump up.The zombie got up as if the door panel had fallen and stood on its own. The joints of the whole body would not be bent, but before he stood up, the right hand of the black sunglasses shook again, and a black wooden board with the length of a dagger appeared, and his body moved quickly. As soon as it was low, the zombie jumped into the air again.The black sunglasses seized this opportunity and smashed the black wooden plank in his hand towards its knees, only heard a "click", the zombie didn't know which bone was snapped like this, and its body tilted again. fell to the ground.

The black sunglasses didn't mean to stop. He waved the lines in his hands in a dazzling way. Those black lines wrapped around his blood-stiff arms, and then passed through its neck and legs. In a few seconds, the zombie had been tied up with ink fountain thread and couldn't move.

With another flick of the sleeve of his right hand, a palm-sized bottle was exposed, and the cork of the bottle fell to the ground with a flick of a finger on the black sunglasses.He picked up the bottle and inserted it straight into the half-opened mouth, shaking the bottle vigorously.The zombie kept shaking its head, but was firmly held down by the black sunglasses, and gray powder was constantly sprayed out of its mouth.Not long after, the blood zombie straightened up, then leaned heavily on the ground again and remained silent.

Zhuo Xiong watched from a distance the ins and outs that took only a few minutes. This man's technique is definitely superior to that of Cha Wenbin, and his strength and speed are much stronger than normal people. He couldn't help sighing secretly: " Amazing!"

The black sunglasses put away the ink fountain thread and the bottle and kicked it into the sleeve, then turned to Master Liu and said, "This is settled, but I don't have many things with me, I'm afraid it won't be enough for a while, so it's best to stay away next time."

He didn't talk about much, but he was referring to the powder in the bottle, which Cha Wenbin also had.Every year, the first fruit on the peach tree should be wrapped with something, and all other fruits that come out later must be picked from the buds, leaving only one fruit in the whole tree.Then collect the dew that has never seen the sun in the morning and pour it on the fruit. In rainy days, you have to use something to protect it from the rain, and you can't let the rain fall, so as not to stain the earth.Let the fruit bathe in the light of the stars and the moon at night.When the fruit is ripe, please invite male and female dolls around six years old to pick it off with both hands and share the food, leaving only the peach core in the middle.

The peach pits have to be dried in the sun for seven to seven days, and when the days are up, the peach pits are ground into powder.Peach, the essence of the five elements, can drive away ghosts and evil spirits. The peach pit is naturally the essence of the peach tree. It is its seed. After absorbing the essence of the world, the sun and the moon, it can be ground into powder to restrain zombies. It is also this thing.

The hematostasis that fell to the ground was no longer as ferocious as it was before. At this moment, it was more like a corpse that had been decomposing for a long time. The whole body was covered in black, and the muscles that were not covered by skin could be poked to pieces with a wooden stick.

On the contrary, there was something around the zombie's waist that attracted many people's attention. It was a metal object the size of a matchbox, and it was somewhat reflective under the spotlight.One of Master Liu's subordinates was courageous, so he took a dagger to pick it up, and after picking it up, he didn't get it off, only then did he realize that there was something connected on both sides of the thing.

"It looks like a belt!" The man turned his head and said to Master Liu.

"Belt?" There was an uproar, "Zombies also wear belts?"

The surface of the metal object was covered with something blood or flesh, thick and sticky. Zhuo Xiong held a water pot and poured it up while gently scraping it with a dagger. Not long after, a five-pointed star was engraved. Inside the markings on a shield.Zhuo Xiong couldn't be more aware of this thing, he also has the same belt: the armed belt used by soldiers in the army!

"It's a soldier!" Zhuo Xiong said affirmatively.

Master Liu pulled Zhuo Xiong away, squatted down and saw that both sides of the belt had already been embedded in the flesh, only a metal object remained outside.This kind of belt is made of real leather, and it needs to be durable. The Red Army even used it to cook and eat it when they walked across the grass.According to the old revolutionary tradition of the army, this style of belt has been popular until today, and the number of its own unit is engraved on the back of each belt.

When Mr. Liu used a dagger to pry off the head of the belt, it was written on the back: 2137!

This is the number of the unit he was in back then. More than half of the unit he brought in was lost here, and almost the entire army was wiped out. Their bodies were covered with cement before they were even recovered.Unexpectedly, his former comrade-in-arms turned out to be like this now, even though Master Liu was a strong soldier, he couldn't help crying.

Many of those present were people who came in together back then. Thinking of those comrades who were the same age as me were buried here, I couldn't help but think of their later fate.Thinking about the possibility that the former friends might become this bloody stiff who doesn't recognize ghosts, if anyone can shoot mercilessly the next time they meet, it will be his own brother!

Master Liu turned around and grabbed the arm of the black sunglasses with red eyes and said: "Master Shen, you are a master and a true god. Tell me, what's wrong?"

The black sunglasses leaned against the wall, and said in a voice that was choked in the throat: "I was bitten, and I was poisoned by the corpse. See if there is a hole two inches down from his chin."

Zhuo Xiong squatted down and took a look, and there were indeed two dried-up holes near the artery, which were as thick as a little finger.He suddenly remembered that day, in Tibet, the same, the soldier, wasn't it the same?Cha Wenbin told him that if he was bitten by a zombie, he might turn into a dead body, but it didn't look like the horror he saw today.

Master Liu was almost going into a state of madness, he roared: "Then are all my brothers like this?"

The black sunglasses wiped his sleeves with both arms, which was where Master Liu grabbed just now: "If it is not blocked, it will be like this. When you encounter it again, you'd better not be soft-handed, otherwise you will die, and they won't recognize it. Who are you."

Zhuo Xiong stood up, looked at the man wearing sunglasses and asked, "Is it a blood zombie?"

The black sunglasses turned around, looked up and down, stared at it for a long time and said, "You understand?"

Zhuo Xiong shook his head and said truthfully: "I don't understand, but I have seen blood stiffness, it was on the morning when I came in."

After hearing that, the black sunglasses stretched his waist and said with a strange smile: "It seems that the apprentice of the old man Ma still has a few brushes. This is not a blood zombie, this is a blood zombie, which is far from blood zombie, and practice again In 300 years, it may have a chance to become a blood zombie."

After finishing speaking, the black sunglasses walked forward on his own. He didn't have any lighting. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses in the dark tunnel, and the people behind had to follow. Who can say Can you handle it yourself?Even Master Liu had no choice but to put away his sadness and follow, only Da Shan and Zhuo Xiong stayed where they were.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Xiong looked at the shroud's back and shouted.

The black sunglasses just stretched out with one hand and shook it and then stopped answering. Seeing that he didn't intend to stop, Da Shan and Zhuo Xiong looked at each other and decided to follow first.