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Chapter 252: Unique Techniques for Fighting Zombies

The opera performances that had been going on for several days had already ended, but the troupe did not leave because another local squire had passed away in the town, and the squire paid for the troupe to stay and continue performing.

Working day after day, they have been singing here for nearly half a month.

"If you rub your eyes with cow's tears, you can see ghosts. If you hit a ghost with a willow branch, it will be three inches shorter."

Backstage at the opera troupe, Chuliu was learning some folk legend methods of dealing with ghosts from Uncle Sheng.

Before this, he had gone to Zixia Temple to ask for a peace amulet, but seeing that the people there were all young, Chuliu felt uneasy, even though others kept bragging about it.

If you have no hair on your mouth, you will not be able to do things well.

So Chuliu remembered Uncle Sheng who had given him guidance before.

Uncle Sheng doesn't know any magic and doesn't know how to catch ghosts.

He just hung out in a drama troupe all year round, sometimes singing for people and sometimes for ghosts. He saw a lot of things and had more ways to deal with them.

Some of these little tricks were passed down by the old veterans in the opera troupe.

But most of the time, the old veterans would add, "If you believe it, it exists; if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist."

Ever since he encountered the ghost that day, Chuliu hasn't encountered any weird things for a long time, and his vigilance has slowly relaxed. In a day or two, the troupe will leave for the next place. Today is Chuliu's day to ask Uncle Sheng for advice and also to say farewell.

When I left the troupe, it was already dark outside and a crescent moon was hanging overhead.

I was all alone on the way back. Now Xiaoyu and Abin both live in the Tan Mansion and only come back once in a while during holidays.

As time went by, the two of them came back less and less often.

While Chuliu was thinking about all sorts of things, suddenly he saw a figure running in the distance.

I blinked again and realized that there was a coffin following the man.

Finally, I encountered a ghost again.

Chuliu was a little excited because the skills he had learned were finally useful.

At the same time, Wangcai was running away in the distance.

He had bad luck today. When he was opening a coffin to steal the treasure, he actually awakened an old corpse inside the coffin. The corpse controlled the coffin and chased after him, taking its time, as if it was playing a trick on him.

As I was running, I suddenly saw a person standing stupidly in the middle of the road ahead.

Is it a ghost again?

Wangcai's heart skipped a beat. When he looked more clearly, he realized that it was a living person. The other person was still laughing foolishly, which he could not understand at all.

"Run, there are zombies." Wangcai shouted at the man.

Chuliu: "Zombies?"

Uncle Sheng never taught us how to fight zombies.

"Ah!" X2
So the fleeing team immediately had one more person.

"Do you know if there is anyone nearby who can catch zombies?" Wangcai tried to run forward. He might not be able to run faster than the coffin, but he could run faster than Chuliu.

Zou Chuliu gritted his teeth and sped up to close the distance between the two, and nodded his head forward to take the lead by half a body length.

"It seems there is one."

"Take me there quickly."

“It feels like a fraudulent place though.”

"It's too late."

This direction was completely opposite to the direction where the opera troupe was, so Chuliu could only run in another direction with Wangcai and the coffin behind him.

Inside Zixia Temple.

“This is the last time I’ll be here.”

Bai Min'er looked at the flying sword in her hand. It seemed that she had not looked at her flying sword carefully for a long time, as if something on it attracted her.

"why?"

Tan Wenjie was very confused. Did she give up introducing her junior sister to Liao Zhen?

Then who can I find to fleece the sheep in the future?

"The Microwave School cannot do without the Senior Sister." Bai Min'er raised her head. The question that Tan Wenjie had just blurted out and the retention and doubt in his voice made her unable to help but look up.

She had no feelings for Tan Wenjie, but the flying sword in her hand was as intimate to Tan Wenjie as her own, which made her feel strange and she thought about it for a long time.

How could it be possible if we didn't have a tacit understanding?

"Then let's exchange letters?" Tan Wenjie really didn't want to lose a skill mentor.

"You..." Bai Min'er looked at Tan Wenjie's cheek.

She murmured softly, "Why bother? I'm going to go back and try to think it through."

"Then come back when you have thought it through."

It's almost heartless, but Bai Min'er's heart is not much touched. She will only be touched if she is rejected by someone she loves. If it's just an ordinary relationship, no one cares whether it's heartless or not.

What she has been thinking about these days is why Fei Jian shows a different attitude towards Tan Wenjie, and what she is thinking is that they are in sync and their fate is predestined.

It's destined, but there's no love between men and women.

But Tan Wenjie added: "I have always been here."

The calm and heartless words did not evoke any reaction in her. Instead, the words "I've always been here" were like a pebble thrown into a mirror-like lake, causing ripples.

She felt that she shouldn't stay here any longer, and her previous decisiveness turned into signs of hesitation.

Bai Min'er stood up to say goodbye, and Tan Wenjie saw her off, and the two of them went outside Zixia Temple.

Suddenly, a cry for help was heard from afar.

Chuliu and Wangcai, who had met Tan Wenjie once before, came running over, with something following behind them.

"What?" Liao Zhen, who had just come out of the toilet, asked with his head reflecting the light, puzzled.

Then he saw the coffin crashing towards him.

"careful!"

A golden light burst out from Liao Zhen's body and the coffin exploded on the spot. An old corpse flew out of the coffin into the sky, and fell heavily to the ground, obviously seriously injured and unable to move.

"What happened?" Liao Zhen was still confused, and then pointed at the body on the ground, "A body!!"

"This is..." Bai Min'er looked at Tan Wenjie in shock.

"I thought you knew that, so you insisted on marrying my junior sister to him."

"Is he... a god?" The answer was beyond Bai Min'er's imagination.

So does his master know that Liao Zhen is a god?

Bai Min'er finally flew away on her sword. The contact over the past few days made her feel very upset, especially after she learned that the partner chosen by her master for her junior sister was actually a fairy.

Is it true that my junior sister must marry a pure yang man when she is 18 years old?

She has a lot to think about, and her thoughts are too confused. It may take her a very long time to think clearly.

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life!" Wangcai thanked him in panic and turned around and ran away.

What if there is a charge? He is not stupid.

Chuliu, who was left behind, was still in a daze. He recognized Tan Wenjie and came over to say hello. He also told Tan Wenjie what he had just encountered on the road.

Without being held accountable or made difficult, Chuliu turned around and left.

Only Liao Zhen couldn't figure out the situation. It was as if his brain was programmed with some special program that would automatically ignore the magical qualities in himself, such as his immunity to Zhuxie invasion.

"Deputy Master, there's a zombie!" Liao Zhen pointed at the old corpse who was trying to get up and escape.

"Hit with your fists, come on!" Tan Wenjie teaches his unique skills in fighting zombies.

Swing your arms in a circle.

Better than any magic.

"what?"

"Go quickly, or they'll run away!"

"Oh!"

At the urging of Tan Wenjie, Liao Zhen raised his fist and hit the zombie, and the zombie's body immediately caved in.

He was pleasantly surprised: “It really works!”

"of course."

You are immune to evil, have a pure yang body, and are a golden arhat. Let alone hitting an ordinary zombie with your fists, you can even kill the zombie king with one punch.

"You are truly gifted in cultivation. It took me nearly a year to reach my current level, but it took you less than a month." Tan Wenjie exclaimed.

Zhang Susu and others who heard the sound from a distance and rushed out were collectively enveloped by low pressure.

How do you let us live?

(End of this chapter)