Zombie: The System Awakened After I Became a Taoist Master
40 Zombies that were not afraid of magic! 2

White Peac

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

Qin Yong was also injured and needed to drink blood to recover. At this time, Qin Feng really did not have the energy to find food for him. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed raised chickens at home. After returning, he would catch two chickens for him to replenish his food.

When Taoist Master Thousand Crane and the others were about to reach Taoist Master Four-Eyed's house, Qin Feng finally caught up.

Taoist Master Thousand Crane heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was safe.

After Qin Feng and the others left, Daoist Priest Four Eyes had been feeling uneasy. Since he had nothing to do, he guided Jiale in his cultivation. Daoist Priest Four Eyes did not ask Jiale to be very powerful. As long as he could catch up to Qin Feng in the future, he would be at ease.

It was rare for the master and disciple to be so serious. They had been cultivating until late at night. The lightning and thunder outside continued for a long time.

It was raining so heavily and he thought about the zombies in the golden coffin. It was impossible for Daoist Priest Four-Eyed not to worry. With the mutated zombies following Qin Feng, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed felt a little relieved. He kept comforting himself and tried to say that Qin Feng and Daoist Priest Thousand Crane would be fine.

Jiale had finished cooking and came to call Taoist Priest Four-Eyed. He responded and walked over to sit down, absent-mindedly eating.

After dinner, he sat in the living room in a daze.

The sound of messy footsteps could be heard. Taoist Master Four-Eyed was shocked. He did not bother to call Jiale. He picked up his bronze sword, lit a torch, and walked into the courtyard.

Junior Brother, what's going on?"

When Qin Feng and the others approached, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed saw Qin Feng supporting Daoist Priest Thousand Crane, who was covered in blood. Daoist Priest Thousand Crane's face was pale and he looked very weak. He immediately panicked and quickly went forward to support Daoist Priest Thousand Crane.

"Senior Brother, something big has happened!"

Ever since the appearance of the royal corpse, Taoist Master Qian He had been regretting and blaming himself. His nerves had been tense. Looking at his senior brother, his eyes instantly turned red.

Qin Feng said," Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, don't ask anymore. Martial Uncle Thousand Crane and the others were injured by the zombies and were poisoned. Hurry up and treat them. It'll be troublesome if we're too late."”

"Good, good, good!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed knew that this was not the time to talk about this. He helped Daoist Priest Thousand Crane into the house and shouted,""Jiale, come out and help. Your martial uncle and the others are injured.”

Hearing Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's voice, Jiale, who had been sleeping soundly, woke up. Master Ikkxiu and Qingqing, who were next door, also ran over in a hurry.

Seeing the group of people in such a sorry state, Master Ikxiu and the others were stunned.

The north, south, east, and west were still fine. They were just sent flying by the royal corpse and suffered some internal injuries. They would just take some medicine and slowly recover.

Taoist Master Thousand Crane and the two guards were poisoned and needed immediate treatment.

"Qingqing, come and help!"

Seeing that Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Jiale were busy, Master Ikxiu quickly called Qingqing over to help.

"Good!"

Taoist Master Thousand Crane and the others had dealt with the corpse poison in time. It was not a big deal. They only needed to clean up the remaining poison.

Steward Wu carried the little brother and stood obediently at the side, not daring to say a word.

Qin Feng saw Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, Master Ikxiu, Qingqing, and Jiale rushing in and out. He walked to Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's side and said in a low voice,"Martial Uncle, my zombie is also injured. Lend me two chickens to let him recover first. I'll help him find food when I understand.”

"What happened? Why did the zombie come out?"

With the help of Master Ikkyuu and his disciples, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was free and asked anxiously.

Qin Feng spread his hands and said calmly,""We had just arrived at the tall forest when it suddenly rained heavily. The rain was so heavy that the small tent could not hold it in. The ink thread melted…"

Qin Feng said and glanced at Steward Wu and Little Brother. If Steward Wu and Little Brother didn't let the golden coffin enter, the golden coffin wouldn't have been struck by lightning and the zombies inside wouldn't have turned into Iron Armored Corpses. Even Zombie No.1 couldn't do anything to him.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, Master Ikkxiu, and the others were dumbfounded.

Armored Corpses!

No wonder Taoist Master Thousand Crane and the others were in such a sorry state.

Steward Wu and Little Brother hung their heads guiltily. They knew very well that if it wasn't for the lightning, the zombie in the golden coffin wouldn't have come out to bite them.

Especially Steward Wu, everything was decided by him. Little Brother was just a child, what could he do?

"Zombies are out! Are you comfortable now?"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed glared at Steward Wu, wishing he could rush forward and beat him up.

"Let's not talk about this first. The zombies have escaped. We should prepare as soon as possible!”

Jiale blinked his eyes and asked in confusion,"Why should I prepare? Could it be that the zombie could still find this place?”

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed glared fiercely at Jiale. He was furious!

Look, this was the good disciple he had taught. She didn't even know this bit of common sense.

Qin Feng glanced at Jiale, then his gaze fell on the little brother, and explained lightly,"The zombie's target is the 71st brother, of course he will come!”

As soon as Qin Feng said this, Steward Wu and Little Brother's guards, Qing Bing, were shocked. They could tell that the Royal Corpse had rushed into the tent for Little Brother.

The little brother blinked his eyes, and tears fell down. He was still a child after all. After experiencing such a thing, and with the royal corpse staring at him like a tiger eyeing its prey, it was impossible for him not to be afraid.

"Aiya! What should he do? If he had known earlier, he would have let the coffin enter the tent first.”

At this moment, Steward Wu was completely panicking. That zombie was extremely powerful and was impenetrable. These guards could not block it at all.

Qin Feng smiled sarcastically. What was the use of regretting now?

"Taoist priest, save me!"

At this moment, Steward Wu couldn't care less. With a bitter face, he almost knelt down in front of Qin Feng and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed.

Taoist Master Thousand Crane, who had been silent all this while, sighed and said,""Forget it, it's useless to talk about this now.”

Qin Feng frowned and said to Steward Wu and Little Brother,""We will deal with the zombies. If you want to live, stay in the house obediently and don't cause trouble for us.”

"I know! I know!"

"Jiale, bring them to rest!"

"Oh! Good!"

Master Ikkyu and Qingqing brought the wounded to the room to rest, while Taoist Master Thousand Crane and Taoist Master Four Eyes stayed in the living room.

Qin Feng stood up and walked towards the courtyard. He caught two chickens and threw them to Qin Yong. After sucking the blood of the two chickens, Qin Yong's injuries had mostly recovered.

When Qin Feng returned to the living room, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Daoist Priest Thousand Crane looked very solemn.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed raised his head and glanced at Qin Feng."There's only one zombie. We can't deal with it anymore. If we bring other helpers, it'll be even more troublesome.”

Qin Feng walked over to sit opposite them and said helplessly,""The most troublesome thing is that ordinary spells are useless against him. Many spells can only be used once on him.”

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading