Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 287 Resolving the Zombie Tomb

At night, Zhixing stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his gray-white gown swaying slightly in the night wind.

Feeling good about myself watching the chickens and dogs jumping the streets of Gantian Town.

On the street, Mao Xiaofang placed an altar in the middle, like an invisible French net to block the crowd of zombies.

Behind the altar stood the army, police, residents, and his two apprentices.

Zhixing looked at it for a while, thinking, the zombies will break through the French Open soon, should you help them, although everyone's lives should not be in danger now!

If there are less than [-] zombies, if they are killed, Cixi will become a bachelor. At that time, maybe the Genie of the Genie will come out, and if he can't stop it, will he slaughter the town? ?
The god of the lamp, something like a ghost, has such high strength, I don't know if Lei Fa can be effective against him.

Forget it, if it works, you will know if you try it. Now let’s collect a wave of merit, the more you think about it, the more timid you will appear!

While thinking, Zhixing slowly fell from the air behind the zombie group.

Candlelight illuminated the street, and the people on the opposite side saw a person falling slowly like a fairy, and they were stunned for a long time without waking up.

Zhixing stepped on the ground, and hit the nearest zombie with his blood-devouring hand. The shadow of his hand was heavy, and he left as soon as he touched it. After leaving, the zombie fell down and never got up again.

Stepping with the ground shrinking technique, flashing back and forth like a ghost, when passing by, there will always be a zombie falling down.

After a while, there was only one zombie general left. He stretched out his hands and swung them around. Zhixing retreated a few times, and the shadows of his hands hit him repeatedly.

Zhixing stopped and watched the zombie general standing still, walking towards Mao Xiaofang step by step.

"There is no turning back now, I hope it can block the things in the tomb!" Zhixing said to Mao Xiaofang.

After looking at the crowd, he continued, "Which one of you has a newspaper reporting the demise of the Qing court?"

"I need to find this, what are you doing here?" Song Zilong stepped out from the crowd and spoke.

"Show it to Cixi, I hope she can put it down!"

"Okay, I'll call someone to look for it now!"

"Don't worry, you can find it tomorrow!"

"Aren't you going to get it done tonight?"

"The rooms there are divided, and it's pitch black at night. If you go anywhere, it's hard to chase!"

"Oh!" Song Zilong asked again: "Are those zombies dead? What should we do now?"

Zhixing glanced at the zombies lying on the ground in disorder, then turned to Mao Xiaofang and said:

"Mao Daochang should go to Chaodu and burn it. Everyone is dead. If there is a chance, let them go to reincarnation!"

"No problem, things are ready-made!" Mao Xiaofang nodded and said seriously.

Then, he ordered the two apprentices to move the corpses together, find a few barrels of oil, and after lighting them, Mao Xiaofang performed the method of transcending.

As a zombie, the soul is gone. Maybe only Taoist priests like Mao Xiaofang with strength and deep background can communicate with the underworld, eliminate their karma and reincarnate.

Sammy, burning talismans, singing, sword dancing, and walking.

After a while, I saw souls floating over from the outside, looking back at the burning body, and slowly floating up to the sky.

Where does the soul come from?Isn't the ban fixed in the flesh?
Feng Laosi said before that when turning into a zombie, the main soul separates and floats in space, and when the body burns, the soul will also disappear.

Without certain Dao practices, it is impossible to summon souls back to transcend.

Seeing that Mao Xiaofang had finished the ceremony and accepted the ceremony, Zhixing walked over and said: "I have seen many Taoist priests with Taoism in Maoshan, and you are the person with the deepest Taoism I have ever seen!"

"You don't need to praise me, your skills are far beyond my reach!"

"It's not the same, I'm upright, but I have another opportunity!"

"36 The golden light in the sky, the earth-escaping technique, and the flying clouds and fog just now, I wonder if you have lived from ancient times to the present!"

After hearing this, Zhixing smiled and said: "My strength is still very low, how can I live for thousands of years!"

"Anyway, fellow daoist is really blessed, these exercises have been lost!" Mao Xiaofang said seriously.

He had a bit of envy on his expression, but no jealousy, and his serious face showed that he was open-minded.

Zhixing didn't answer him, but asked, "I'm afraid I'm going to guard the tomb tonight, and I'll go down to deal with the things inside tomorrow!"

"Okay, let's go down at noon tomorrow!" Mao Xiaofang said after thinking for a while.

Zhixing nodded and walked away first.

It is estimated that Cixi will not come out casually.

………………

As expected, nothing happened overnight.

Around noon, Zhixing arrived at the outskirts of the cemetery.

There were not many people, there were soldiers guarding the surrounding area, Song Zilong and Zhou Yuan were there.

Unexpectedly, a guy like Zhou Yuan, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, would dare to come here, his courage is commendable.

Master and apprentice Mao Xiaofang, as well as the army commander and two soldiers.

Shen Sense glanced inside the cemetery, Cixi was already waiting, holding a lamp in her hand, and Li Lianying was beside her.

Under the tomb, there were fewer zombies, and the whole space suddenly became much more empty.

Now that there are only two zombies left, the feeling of depression is palpable.

"Captain Song, did you find the newspaper that I told you to look for last night?" Zhixing was moved, holding a bag in his hand, and asked Song Zilong immediately as he walked over.

"Found it!" Song Zilong said, taking out a folded newspaper from his pocket.

Zhixing took it and handed it to Mao Xiaofang, saying, "Take it and show it to Cixi, it might make her let go of her obsession!"

Mao Xiaofang took it from his hand and nodded.

"Later Cixi will summon the lamp god, let me deal with it!" Zhixing said again.

"Deng Shen, what is it?" The commander came over and asked.

Maybe seeing Zhixing's strength last night, he spoke with a bit of respect.

"The number one scholar in civil and military affairs in the second year of Shunzhi, after his death, he was possessed in an oil lamp. The human lamp is one, and his strength is very high. His mana seems to be omnipotent, immortal and immortal, like a god like a demon.

Using his person, the evil becomes more evil, and the righteous becomes more righteous. It's not a zombie or a ghost, I don't even know what it is! "

Zhixing didn't know much about it, only that he helped Lei Gang heal his eyes later.

"Can that be dealt with?"

The army commander was startled when he heard that, if he couldn't deal with it, then who else would be able to deal with it!
"Try it. If you can't deal with it, it depends on the negotiation between Taoist Master Mao and Cixi. After all, the lamp god is controlled by Cixi!" Zhixing said, and then said to Mao Xiaofang:
"Get ready to go in, Cixi is already waiting, it seems that a fierce battle is inevitable!"

"You can do it at any time!" Mao Xiaofang, who was wearing a Taoist robe, said with a serious face, neither happy nor sad.

Hearing this, Zhixing stopped talking, opened the bag and put on his suit.

Although my defense is much stronger now, I still need more protection.

The two checked their belongings and walked down to the tomb together.

Mao Xiaofang held the money sword in his hand, and Zhixing held the fly whisk in his hand, and kept monitoring the ground with his spiritual sense. When he and Mao Xiaofang had just stepped into the cemetery, Cixi shook the lamp.

"It seems that Cixi can monitor the entire underground, and now she already knows we are coming!" Zhixing and Mao Xiaofang said as they walked.

(End of this chapter)