Zombie World, I am a wild god in Renjia Town

"Speaking of which, it's fortunate that the bandit boss was trapped in a coffin, so the Coffin Forest has been peaceful for so many years. Once the coffin fungus matures and falls to the ground, the Zombie King will awaken and lead the zombies down the mountain to bite people and suck blood. Then our Renjia Town will face another bloody storm."

"So this is the coffin fungus!"

Qiu Sheng and the others suddenly realized it, but the next moment, they said with bitter faces: "Master, the Zombie King sounds very powerful. Can we defeat him?!"

"Actually, we're lucky in this case," Uncle Jiu explained patiently. "A normal zombie king is very ferocious, able to fly and hide, and suck blood from a distance. Ordinary magic weapons are ineffective against it, so if we encounter it, we can only run away."

"However, the Zombie King in the Coffin Forest is different. It has coffin fungi growing in its throat. Over the past twenty years, most of the moonlight it has absorbed has been digested by the coffin fungi, causing it to be severely malnourished. Its strength will not be very strong."

This was also the result deliberately created by Mr. Yin Yang. Otherwise, if they raised a zombie king that was too ferocious, it would be difficult for them to get the coffin fungus.

“Thank goodness!”

Qiu Sheng and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the zombie king in the coffin forest was a castrated one, so they could still deal with it.

"That's what's going on. Wencai, Qiusheng, if you keep daydreaming, go and prepare the magic tools and props you'll need tonight."

Time was running out, so after Uncle Jiu explained everything clearly, he immediately asked his two disciples to prepare the magical tools and props for conquering the Zombie Forest.

"Jia Le, go help!"

Taoist Simu also sent his disciples to help.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, do you need my help?"

Master Ikkyu chanted the Buddha's name. He had heard the whole process clearly and understood that this matter was risky, so he wanted to help.

In Buddhism, not only are there Bodhisattvas with lowered brows, but there are also Vajra with angry eyes.

He does not kill, but zombies are dead things and evil creatures that harm people, so they should naturally be eliminated.

"Monk, what have you got to do with this? Just stay at the charity cemetery and guard the gate, and make sure nothing happens to it."

Taoist Master Simu rejected Master Ikkyu's request nonchalantly.

There was a little prince in their group, so someone had to stay behind to take care of him.

Master Ikkyu and Qingqing are the most suitable candidates.

"Master Ikkyu, what I said makes sense. The charity cemetery cannot do without people. After we leave, we can rest assured that you will be in charge."

Uncle Jiu nodded and agreed to Taoist Simu's proposal.

"Amitabha, in that case, I will wait for your triumphant return in the charity cemetery."

Master Ikkyu did not force it, but smiled kindly and wished: "May you all return safely."

"I would like to borrow the Master's good words."

The charity cemetery is busy preparing to conquer the coffin forest.

When night fell, they had a hearty dinner and then waited for Taoist Qianhe to lead the team to meet them.

As time passed, a burst of orderly footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and then someone knocked on the door of the charity cemetery.

"It's my junior brother who's here!"

Uncle Jiu and the others were cheered up, and Qiu Sheng was even smarter and ran to open the door.

Outside the door, Taoist Qianhe was wearing a black robe, with a gold-engraved banana fan inserted on his back, an emerald green bamboo sword hanging from his waist, and a smile on his face.

"Qiu Sheng greets his uncle!"

Qiu Sheng's face was full of surprise and he quickly greeted him.

"Junior brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master Qianhe!"

Uncle Jiu and the others saw that the person was indeed Taoist Qianhe, and they greeted him one after another, and Taoist Qianhe responded one by one.

"Master Qianhe, I never thought our next meeting would be like this."

Master Ikkyu chanted the Buddha's name, full of emotion. They had parted that day, and when they met again, they were already separated by the Yin and Yang. It was really unpredictable.

Qianhe Daochang said with a smile: "Master Ikkyu, I am fine now. I am sorry that you were worried."

"Master Qianhe, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for risking my life to save me that day. Please accept my greetings!"

At this moment, the young prince, who was also recuperating in the charity cemetery, bowed solemnly to Taoist Qianhe to thank him for saving his life by risking his life to hold back the royal zombies and allowing him to escape.

"(Yes, that's good) My Lord, there's no need to do this."

Taoist Qianhe looked at the young prince, his expression dazed for a moment, and he recalled the nightmare of that day. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I took money and was entrusted with a task, but I messed it up. How can I have the face to accept such a generous gift from you!?"

"Master Qianhe, you don't have to blame yourself. No one could have predicted that thunder would fall. This was an accident. You are not to blame."

The young prince calmly comforted Taoist Qianhe.

"Forget it, it's over."

Taoist Qianhe took a deep breath and said to Uncle Jiu and Taoist Simu, "Brother Yimei, Brother Simu, it's getting late. We should set off."

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Simu looked at each other and said seriously, "We are already prepared and can set off at any time!"

"In that case, let's set off!"

Taoist Qianhe nodded, turned around and waved his hand, "Form a formation!"

Swish! !

Almost instantly, under the dumbfounded gaze of Qiu Sheng and the others, rows of Yin messengers with serious expressions and ready for battle appeared on the road outside the charity cemetery.

They were dressed in black, holding various weapons, waiting for orders.

"set off!"

Taoist Qianhe led the team forward, and all the ghost messengers followed closely, like a long black dragon merging into the darkness.

“So handsome!!”

"That's what a man should do!"

Wencai, Qiusheng and Jiale were fascinated by the scene and wished they could replace Taoist Qianhe and become the awe-inspiring Soul-Suppressing General themselves.

"Wencai Qiusheng, grab your weapons!"

"Jia Le, follow me!"

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Simu followed closely behind, calling on their disciples to follow.

Qiu Sheng and others did not dare to delay and hurriedly caught up with Dian.

Their group marched towards the Coffin Forest to fight against the corpses.

Chapter 115: Zombies worship the moon, bats cover the sky, each showing their magical powers, and the most miserable death of the zombie king

Renjia Town is surrounded by mountains.

The coffin forest is hidden in it.

Few people come here on weekdays.

Only hunters who make a living from the mountains would occasionally pass by, but they knew how powerful it was and would never enter the coffin forest.

Moreover, because of the presence of corpses, the coffin forest is filled with dark energy and corpse odor, and most animals dare not approach it.

Only some snakes and rats got in.

Taoist Qianhe and his group walked quickly on the mountain path, all the way to the coffin forest. When they got closer, they suddenly heard bursts of strange squeaking sounds coming from the coffin forest, like the sound of scratching a blackboard.

"Sir, the zombies are about to come out to worship the moon!"

Soon, the ghost messenger who had been monitoring the situation in the coffin forest came to report.

"Brother, let's go take a look!"

Taoist Qianhe glanced at the sky. It was a full moon hanging high in the sky, which was also the best time for zombies to worship the moon.

He waved away the evil spirits and then invited Uncle Jiu and Taoist Simu to go and investigate the situation together.

"Row!"

Uncle Jiu agreed and thought it would be more appropriate to investigate the specific situation.

"Invisible!"

Taoist Qianhe immediately turned around and gave an order. The next moment, all the ghost messengers disappeared in the blink of an eye like phantoms.

At this time, only those with Yin-Yang eyes can see their existence.

"East, South, West, and North, you stay and lead the team."

"Yes, Master!"

"Brother, let's go!"

After arranging things, Taoist Qianhe and his group immediately entered the forest of coffins and sneaked to a place where there were many coffins and a cold wind was blowing.

Among the lush trees, dozens of coffins were arranged in an orderly manner, with a coffin made of sunken wood placed in the center.

“This is the Yin Gathering Formation!!”

Uncle Jiu saw at a glance that there was something wrong with the arrangement of the coffins. These coffins were placed in an orderly manner, forming a Yin gathering formation that could gather Yin energy and nurture zombies.

This is obviously the work of Mr. Yin Yang.

It can be seen that Mr. Yin Yang has put a lot of thought into cultivating coffin fungi.

It's a pity that in the end all efforts were in vain.

Bang! Bang! !

At this time, the full moon rose, and the coffin lids of the corpses could no longer hold them down. They kicked open the coffin lids and jumped out, bowing to the gloomy wooden coffins under the full moon as if they were worshiping an emperor. At the same time, strands of silver-white moonlight fell from the sky like spider silk and landed on them.

They worship the full moon as if they were addicted to drugs.

"Wow, so many zombies!?"

Wencai looked at the densely packed zombies in the woods, his heart trembled, and his face turned pale.

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"According to the old folks in town, this gang of bandits was once very powerful. They were so numerous that they would often come down the mountain to rob nearby trade routes. If they hadn't been betrayed, the government would have been unable to capture them."

Uncle Jiu talked about the rumors he had heard in Renjia Town.

The so-called betrayal was most likely a plot by Mr. Yin Yang, whose purpose was to use this group of vicious and resentful bandits to cultivate coffin fungi.

From this point of view, Mr. Yin Yang indirectly helped Renjia Town get rid of a major disaster.

"Master, why are they worshiping the moon?!"

Jiale asked stupidly.

When Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng heard Jia Le's question, they looked a little dazed. In the past, the person who asked such a nonsensical question was usually a literary talent.

But now it is no longer the same.

Wencai has already learned a lot of common sense and can no longer ask such straightforward questions.

The Taoist priest Simu's face darkened, and he said angrily, "You were told to practice, but you went fishing. You don't even know this kind of common sense!"

Jiale shrank his neck and said with a bitter face, "Master, I know I was wrong."

Taoist Qianhe shook his head and smiled, explaining, "Zombies come out on full moon nights to gather the Yin energy of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the moon and drawing on the energy of the yin to nourish their bodies, just like us Taoists absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation."

"This is why zombies worship the moon!"

Jiale nodded repeatedly to show that he understood.

Wencai looked at Jiale with a sympathetic look, then changed the subject, "Master, isn't the coffin fungus in the coffin in the center?"

"You can see it clearly if you open your Yin-Yang eyes. As long as there is a green light in the coffin, it means the coffin fungus is inside."

"Let me try!"

Wencai, Qiu Sheng and the others quickly wiped their eyes with pomelo leaves, blinked, and looked towards the coffin in the middle. Sure enough, they saw that the coffin was emitting a ball of green light through the thick dark wood.

The coffin fungus is inside!

It also proves that the coffin in the center is the coffin of the Zombie King!

"Brother Yimei, we can't let them keep bowing like this. The light of the full moon will greatly enhance their health. We must find a way to block the moonlight."