Maoshan Road

Chapter 737 Xiangxi ghost son (45) (2)
Qin Jinrong thought for a while and said, "Master! I don't know if chicken blood can be used to attract it! If not, I have a very stupid way..." He said and looked at Pang Kang!

Pang Kang shook his head and said, "The zombies we met were not ordinary zombies that bite when they smell popularity, but intelligent ones. Last night, they knew that they were in the right place, and using chicken blood would definitely not work! Stupid methods are also methods, so let's see." look!"

Qin Jinrong nodded, "My solution is... each of us bleeds a little, and master, you can spread the smell with Taoism, so that it will be difficult for zombies not to be fooled!"

Pang Kang looked at Qin Jinrong slightly in surprise, "The blood has been drained, and the zombies are coming, but do you still have the strength? Do you remember the last time I asked for the red rope? In the end, not only could I not get it, but I also returned it to myself. Dizzy in the altar room!"

Qin Jinrong looked at Pang Kang sweating slightly, "At that time, there was no way! I couldn't find the red rope, and you were in a hurry to ask for it, so I was in a hurry... There are not many people here this time, one person!"

Pang Kang shook his head, "Forget it, I have to trouble!" After speaking, he took out the yellow Taoist robe from his bag and put it on his body, and then took out a folded yellow hat from his bag, opened it and put it on On the head, above the forehead, there is a round Yin-Yang Tai Chi picture, which is somewhat convex, and some seem to be inlaid; I saw that after Pang Kang put on a Dao costume, he reached into his bag and took out a small piece of it. Then stretch out two fingers of the right hand to clamp the three-inch Tai Chi picture on the forehead, and then use that piece of rag to wrap the Tai Chi picture between the two fingers!Then pick up a wooden stick on the ground and insert it on the ground, put the Taiji diagram wrapped in cloth on the top of the stick, and take out a large amount of red thread from the bag to tie the root of the stick "Arong, come here and place that wooden stick half a foot away from here. It must be placed horizontally; hurry up, there is no time now!"

Qin Jinrong nodded and ran to take a wooden stick and stood about four meters away. Pang Kang grabbed a handful of red thread and ran towards Qin Jinrong, then passed the red thread around the wooden stick in Qin Jinrong's hand, "Both of you Come here, nephew, you stand at the wooden stick, Brother Wang, you straighten it one by one! Don’t mess up, you must divide one by one, hurry up!”

The person who was standing there watching ran over immediately. Although Wang Zimu's speed was not as fast as Pang Kang's, it was enough for Jin Junkang to keep busy. Until... Pang Kang scattered those red lines.After taking all the red thread in his hand, he ran to Jin Junkang, took the red thread, picked up the Taiji diagram, and stuck the red thread under the small wooden stick; he checked whether the red thread stopped shaking, "Ah Rong, don't shake !" In a few seconds, he slowly put the Taiji diagram and rags in his hand on those lines!And at this time, the Taiji diagram and the rags slowly fell to the north...

(End of this chapter)