The grey-robed Daoist priest was facing the large basin of blood.
Without a doubt.
This large basin of blood was definitely related to this gray-robed Daoist!
Zhang Qingxuan silently crept to the roof where the gray-robed Taoist priest was and quietly lay beside him.
The gray-robed Taoist priest was focused on the direction of the basin of blood and did not notice Zhang Qingxuan's arrival at all.
"What are they doing?"
Zhang Qingxuan suddenly asked.
"Of course, they are waiting for the rabbit to come out and lure the snake out of its hole…Oh my god!”
The gray-robed Daoist priest answered subconsciously, but he reacted halfway and almost jumped up in fright.
However, when he saw that Zhang Qingxuan was also dressed like a Taoist priest, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He patted his chest and looked at Zhang Qingxuan with a shocked expression.""Fellow Daoist, when did you come? You scared me to death, did you know that?”
"I thought I was being hunted by the mantis!”
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Waiting for the rabbit, luring the snake out of its hole…
After a while, three to five idioms jumped out of the mouth of the gray-robed Taoist priest.
There was no doubt that he was a master of idioms…
However, Zhang Qingxuan also heard some clues from this idiom. He frowned and said,""Fellow Daoist, are you using this basin of blood to lure some evil creature?”
When the gray-robed Daoist priest heard this, he grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth. He nodded and said,"Yes!"
He pointed at the basin of blood and said," A few days ago, I found a Zombie King and chased it all the way here. It disappeared without a trace, so I got a basin of pig's blood here."”
"Zombies are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. The smell of this large basin of pig's blood is so strong. It won't be long before it will definitely lure the Zombie King!”
"When the time comes, I'll attack and kill him in one fell swoop!”
His face was filled with confidence as he said,""This is what I meant by luring the snake out of its hole and waiting for the rabbit!”
Looking at his serious expression, Zhang Qingxuan actually felt that this was a good idea.
Then, he asked,"How long have you been waiting, Fellow Daoist?"”
Zhang Qingxuan originally thought that he would at most wait until now.
Unexpectedly, the gray-robed Daoist scratched his head and replied,""Today is the third day."
The third day?
Zhang Qingxuan's mouth twitched.
Three days, this pig's blood would probably stink. It would be strange if it could attract the Zombie King!
As if sensing Zhang Qingxuan's confusion, the gray-robed Taoist priest explained awkwardly,""Well, I have no choice. Now I can only wait here like this…"
That's right.
He could only wait…
If the Zombie King didn't stay here for three days, he would have left the province long ago.
It would be impossible to find it in a short period of time…
Zhang Qingxuan noticed that the aura of the gray-robed Taoist priest was not too strong, so he asked,""What is the cultivation level of the Zombie King? If it really is lured here, are you confident that you can destroy it?”
Luring the snake out of its hole, it ended up attracting a prehistoric python and played with him to death. From the wretched conduct of the gray-robed Daoist priest, it was not impossible.
However, after hearing Zhang Qingxuan's question, the gray-robed Taoist priest patted his chest boldly.""I am the Xuanjing Spiritual Master. He is just a small Zombie King, and I can easily destroy him!”
A real person?
Zhang Qingxuan had some doubts in his heart.
However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He thought of something.
It was the female zombie undergarment that he had obtained from the Bronze Lottery Pool last time!
This thing…
It should be able to be used at the peak, right?
However, it didn't matter if it was useful or not. It was definitely useless to keep it.
Zhang Qingxuan flipped his hand and picked up the big red undergarment. He jumped off the roof and hung on the branch of a big tree near the empty space where the pig's blood was placed. Then, he flew back.
After lying on the roof again.
Zhang Qingxuan noticed Xuanjing Zhenren's surprised gaze.
He turned around and saw him asking in puzzlement,"Fellow Daoist, why did you hang a red cloth on the branch?”
" Of course," Zhang Qingxuan replied." It's the same as you, Fellow Daoist. Lure the snake out of its hole and lure the Zombie King out."”
"Lure the Zombie King to appear? Just a rag like you?"
Xuanjing Spiritual Master seemed to have heard a joke. He patted the roof below him and laughed." I've got such a big basin of pig's blood, but it's useless. What's the use of you hanging a rag on it…"
Before he could finish his sentence.
A strong gust of fiendish aura suddenly rose, causing his voice to abruptly stop!
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