Can This Old Monk Turn Back?
Everyone held their breath and stared nervously at the live broadcast room.
Zheng Yuan did not seem to notice it and continued to walk forward slowly. The monk staff hit the ground again and again, making a clear sound.
The little guy, however, sensed that something was amiss. He looked around and occasionally turned his head back to take a look.
Roar!
A dry and loud roar came from behind. Xiao Budian was startled and ran in front of Zheng Yuan with a face full of fear,
"Grandpa, there's a strange person behind us!”
Even though Xiao Budian was already in the extreme blood realm and could exert 108,000 jin of strength with a single arm, he was still a child who had not been weaned. He did not know his origins and had never experienced hardship.
Zheng Yuan lowered his head and continued to walk calmly. He said softly,"
"Little benefactor, there is no need to panic.”
If it was any other time, he would definitely have stopped and turned around to unleash a Mighty Heavenly Dragon. However, he had a mission to complete, so he could not stop.
The little guy swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He hugged the milk bottle and nervously took a sip. He repeatedly turned his head.
At this moment, the screen in the live broadcast room zoomed out. The entire Ancient Eastern Country could see the scene behind them.
It was a withered corpse with empty eyes and no nose. There were sharp barbs on its arms.
The live broadcast room instantly exploded.
The streamer's dazed little sister covered her chest and took two steps back. She stuttered,
"Everyone, watch... Dear viewers, it's a zombie. It seems to be the kind of zombie that The High Monk is good at dealing with, right?”
Bubbly Fish: " Mommy, help! I'm so scared!"”
The official account of Shaolin Temple: "I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple…" Martial Nephew, let me prove that our abbot is not good at dealing with zombies.”
"What's wrong with this old monk?" The little boy had reminded him, but he didn't even turn around to look or run!”
Big Head Dad: " 9494. The most ridiculous thing is that he's walking so slowly. I'm so anxious!"”
" According to my observations, the combat power of that dried corpse is probably not low. The barbs on its hands are 20 centimeters long, and the muscles on its legs seem to be particularly developed. Its running speed is probably very fast! In short, danger!"
Skilled Bread: " Damn it, Master Zhen Ding and the little boy are doomed. Everyone, get ready to welcome the arrival of disasters and monsters!"”
Ma Baoguo: " To be honest, why don't I go? With my Shan Electric Five Successive Whip, I'll be able to blow up the dried corpse's head in three moves."”
Surprisingly, no netizens mocked Master Ma this time because they all thought that it would be better to replace the little boy or the old monk with Ma Baoguo. At least he could run faster and would not rush into the mass grave like a fool.
At the highest meeting, the board member's expression was ugly as he stared at the dried corpse on the screen.
"Pass down the order. Immediately enter the highest alert state and prepare to welcome the arrival of the disaster.”
After a pause, the director's tone was sorrowful, but his gaze was unusually firm.
"This time, we will face the national crisis together!”
"Let's go to the national disaster together!"
The other elders in the conference room nodded firmly and repeated the story with a sonorous voice.
"Woo!"
It was the sound of the alarm, resounding throughout the entire Ancient Eastern Country.
This time, no one was optimistic about the monk who seemed like he could die of old age at any time, or the little doll who was holding a large milk bottle.
In the Mass Grave, the dried corpse had no pupils. Its empty eyes stared at the old and young in front of it. It growled softly, startling a few crows on the old tree beside it and flying away.
The mummified corpse's legs bent slightly, and one or two of its withered leg muscles were broken. Then, the mummified corpse started running, charging at the old man and the young man at a speed that was almost comparable to that of a national athlete.
Red Heart: " Turn back, turn back, turn back! Please turn back!"
The little head son asked, How can a dried corpse run so fast?”
Bubbly Fish replied,"I'm hiding under the bed now. I don't dare to look anymore…" The alarm is so ear-piercing."
The little match who sold the mushroom said,"This little boy is so cute, but he's about to die…" What was this old monk doing?”
"To be honest…" It would be better if Ma Baoguo was chosen…"
Ma Baoguo was speechless.
Everyone from the Ancient Eastern Country felt their hearts clench. Looking at the corpse that was moving faster and faster, everyone felt despair.
The old monk was still walking forward unhurriedly even at this moment. He did not even raise his head.
Could he not hear the roars behind him, or the heavy footsteps behind him?？
Xiao Budian repeatedly turned his head to look at the dried corpse that was getting closer and closer. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tightly hugged the milk bottle with one hand, while the other tightly grabbed Zheng Yuan's tattered kasaya.
"Grandpa, that strange person is running towards us again!”
The little guy was somewhat puzzled. Why was this old grandpa so calm? He didn't even look back?
He did not understand.
Zheng Yuan still did not respond. He lowered his head and walked forward step by step.
The dried corpse was getting closer and closer. The little guy could already clearly see the white maggots in the empty eye sockets of the dried corpse!
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