The zombie just stood there, its eyes glowing with a green light. It felt like it had just gotten its revenge.
Perhaps she had tortured him enough.
Its patience was also running out.
"Die!"
A vague word suddenly came out of its mouth.
Then, he reached forward and bit their necks to suck their blood.
In just a short moment, the two people hanging on the zombie's arm were dead. They died quickly in despair and coldness.
It was not until their bodies completely stiffened and hung on the zombie's arm like a swaying doll that the zombie threw the other party's body away.
He turned around and jumped two meters away, standing in front of the thatched cottage.
It happened to block the black-robed Daoist who rushed out of the thatched cottage.
The other party looked at the zombie in fear and pretended to be calm as he stopped.
Since they couldn't escape, they could only fight.
Fortunately, he had a backup plan.
The two talismans that were stuck on the other party's forehead earlier, one was the Corpse Suppressing Talisman, and the other was the Soul Suppressing Talisman.
Coupled with the bell in his hand, it more or less had some restraining power.
Perhaps he could subdue this beast.
The black-clothed Taoist glanced at the undeads two meters away, and those who didn't come were stunned. Once again, he saw a strong sense of mockery and hatred in the other party's eyes.
His expression changed again and he asked tentatively,""You are Gao Cai? Am I right?"
The zombie stood silently in front of them, blocking their way out.
He neither admitted nor denied it.
The last trace of hope in the black-robed Daoist's heart was quickly destroyed, and it instead strengthened his determination to fight.
"Demon, I'll ask you one last time. If you surrender to me, I'll spare your life.”
"Hehe…everyone in the Zhou Residence has to die, and so do you.”
The zombie finally spoke.
Before he moved, the stench of a corpse rushed over first.
The black-robed Daoist's expression changed again. Then, he threw down the bag on his back. He drew the mahogany sword in his right hand and took out a bell from his pocket with his left hand.
" Heaven, earth, earth, ghosts, demons, and monsters, listen to my command…"
Before the black-robed Daoist could say a second sentence, his vision suddenly darkened. The stench from before instantly surrounded him.
"So fast…"
After saying the last two words, the black-robed Daoist loosened his grip and his legs went limp. The peach wood sword and the bell fell to the ground. His entire body twitched and fell to the ground weakly.
It turned out that the zombie was too fast. With a leap, its arms pierced through the black-robed Daoist's chest.
Revenge was taken!
"Hehehe…"
It laughed dryly, and a hint of mockery and pleasure appeared on its face.
Then, he jumped and looked in the direction of the Zhou Manor's backyard. After a few jumps, he disappeared from the front of the thatched cottage.
All that was left was a mess.
There were three incomplete corpses beside the pit, as well as a person curled up on the ground waiting to die.
The series of events ended in the time of a cigarette.
After the zombie's figure leaped over the courtyard wall and disappeared into the backyard of the Zhou Mansion, a figure with a covered mouth and nose flashed out from behind a big tree beside the courtyard wall. It was Zuo Xiaohan, who was watching from outside.
Due to the distance, the information he knew was limited.
After the zombie was resurrected, it attacked and killed the three people on the scene.
The events in the four pictures in the comic book were all true. The only thing left was to eliminate the new undead.
Zuo Xiaohan hesitated for a moment, then quickly moved towards the front of the thatched cottage.
His inner instinct warned him that it was not as easy as he thought to destroy the undeads.
A trap made from a pit might not be able to trap the other party.
"Didn't that Daoist draw a lot of Corpse Suppressing Talismans? He might have left some behind."
This was Zuo Xiaohan's plan at the moment.
There would always be something to be gained from touching a dead person.
Zuo Xiaohan walked briskly through the bamboo forest, jumped over the pit, and rushed into the thatched cottage.
However, after a round of searching, he found that it was empty.
Several key props were missing.
When he came out of the thatched hut, he saw the package that the black-robed Daoist had thrown on the ground. Only then did his expression calm down.
"So it's here.”
Zuo Xiaohan took the package and rummaged through it for a while. He did not see any magic tools, but he found two ancient books.
One of them was the secret technique of Mao Mountain that had made him extend three feet.
The other was a diary with messy handwriting.
Zuo Xiaohan hurriedly flipped through it and stuffed it into his arms without saying anything.
Other than a few hundred Yuan Datou, there were also some scattered gold and silver jewelry. It was unknown where the Daoist priest had plundered them from.
Other than that, there were some bottles and jars.
He took a whiff of it, and an unpleasant smell assaulted his nostrils.
Needless to say, these were all the gains that the black-robed Daoist had accumulated over the years.
It might be some secret recipe or medicine.
Unfortunately, there was no word on the bottle to indicate the name and use of the medicine. He did not dare to test the medicine with his own body, so it was equivalent to some useless things.
"Strange, where are the remaining Corpse Suppressing Talismans? Could it have been used up?"
Zuo Xiaohan turned his head around, his gaze pausing on the corpses of Gao Cai, Zhou Donglai, and the others for a moment. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He died a tragic death.
Gao Cai died a pitiful death, while the other two deserved to die.
In the end, his gaze fell on the black-robed Daoist who was curled up on the ground and twitching from time to time.
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