Zombie World: Helping the World

"There are more! There are still ghosts!" Several servants couldn't help saying, grabbed Mao Shanming, and pushed them into the main hall.

Before Mao Shanming could react, he was pushed into the gate of Cui Ya Ju by a few strong young men.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing! I haven't even brought enough magic weapons!" Mao Shanming shouted anxiously.

At this time, the door was automatically locked, the air in the entire lobby froze, and the entire scene turned blue.

Billowing white smoke engulfed in green smoke came out.

Mao Shanming turned around and saw this scene, feeling a chill in his heart.

Now it's time to play Dafa, there are really ghosts in it!

Most of Mao Shanming's Taoism relies on his magical tools.When it comes to personal kung fu, the ability to fight zombies or ghosts with bare hands, it can be said that there is no such thing.

Mao Shanming, who has always been lazy, believes that magical weapons are much more powerful than humans, so he never practices boxing.

Fighting against ghosts in a closed space, the magic weapon is not enough, and the chances of winning are not enough.

"Bobobo..." There was a sound of spring water bubbling.

From the center of the lobby of the main house, a looming and faint figure of a woman slowly appeared in front of Mao Shanming.

She was wrapped in white, with her back to Mao Shanming, looking mysterious and treacherous.

Mao Shanming couldn't hold a weapon in his body, looking at the female ghost, it was like being poured from head to toe by a basin of cold water.He looked at the female ghost falteringly, gestured with hands and feet, but couldn't speak.

The female ghost said lightly: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Mao Shanming said anxiously: "My friend, I'm speaking for them. I don't have any opinion on you myself."

"Then tell me." The female ghost's voice was ethereal.

"People live in Yang's house, and ghosts live in Yin Cao. Why do you mess up Yin and Yang?" Mao Shanming's eyes dodged.

The female ghost turned around, but it was a young woman with heavy makeup and a charming appearance.

She is about 25-[-] in grade, with a mature charm and charm on her face.It's not like the kind of person who died suddenly due to a tragic accident. When he died that year, he should have passed away peacefully.

The female ghost said: "I messed up yin and yang? That's because he messed up the latitude and longitude first! He built the house on our family's cemetery. You say, how can you be comfortable when you are always being suppressed?"

Mao Shanming argued hard: "Then if you are uncomfortable alone, you have to make the whole family uncomfortable, isn't it a little too much?"

"I'm not the only one who feels uncomfortable." The female ghost said quietly.

"And my grandpa, my grandma, my father, my mother, my younger brother, and..."

Following the female ghost's voice, a blue ghost appeared in front of Mao Shanming.

Some of them are old and gloomy, some are incomplete, and some are skinny.It seems that when they died, they didn't go so peacefully.

Mao Shanming shouted in fright: "Enough, enough, enough."

Seeing the ghosts coming out, front, back, left, and right and walking towards him, Mao Shanming was so frightened that he trembled all over.

He dodged back and left a few steps in a row, and suddenly, the Sanqing bell tied to his ankle rang.

"Jingle bell bell..."

Sanqingling's voice came out, immediately posing a huge threat to all the ghosts present.

All the ghosts, including the female ghost, covered their ears and screamed, unable to bear the ringing of Sanqingling.

Seeing their performance, Mao Shanming suddenly felt determined, took the Sanqing bell from his ankle, held it in his hand, and shook it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it."

Saying this, Maoshan Mingsanqing bell was in his hand, and he laughed happily.

While he was saying sorry, the Sanqing bell shaking in his hand never stopped.

Shaking and shaking, Mao Shanming also increased his strength to shake the Sanqing bell, moving closer to the door.

I saw him shaking harder and harder, shaking harder and harder, and suddenly there was a "collapse".

One failed to hold firmly, and San Qingling was thrown out by him.

Mao Shanming's face paled suddenly, and he said, "It's over! It's a big blow now!"

The moment the Sanqing bell stopped ringing on the ground, many ghosts immediately stepped forward and looked at Mao Shanming with a fierce look on their faces.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! My hand slipped!"

Mao Shanming yelled in fright.

Without the restraint of San Qingling, a group of ghosts suddenly revealed their ferocious faces and rushed towards Mao Shanming.

One of them, who was dressed in a Qing Dynasty official uniform, was the female ghost's uncle. With two gray-black hands, he grabbed Mao Shanming, raised it in the air, and then threw it on the ground.

Mao Shanming's body was bone-like, but after being thrown, he was thrown to pieces immediately, his bones seemed to be falling apart.

Mao Shanming just fell to the ground, and the ghosts didn't intend to let him go.

A middle-aged woman in a blue late-Qing costume seems to be the aunt of the previous female ghost in white.She snarled, jumped up in the air, and rushed towards Mao Shanming.

The blue nails on one pair of hands are each an inch or two long.These fingernails looked cold, if poked on a person's body, it would be a blood hole.

Seeing this, Mao Shanming was so frightened that he fumbled out a gossip mirror from his chest, and took a picture of it at the female ghost.

The gossip mirror emits orange-red light, which shines directly on the female ghost in the air.

The female ghost suddenly let out a scream, and was shot down to the ground, the part in front of her body that was hit had already turned black.

The female ghost in white saw that Maoshan's magical treasures emerged one after another, and even injured her aunt, and said immediately: "Everyone come! This Taoist priest will be divided!"

After hearing this, Mao Shanming was covered in cold sweat, with a serious expression on his face.If one fails, I'm afraid I have to explain it here today.

Mao Shanming looked carefully at the ghosts around him, his vigilance raised to the highest level.

All of a sudden, a middle-aged man in Qing Dynasty official uniform next to him seemed to be the father of the female ghost in white.His face was blue, and his sharp claws were more than a foot long. He jumped and flew down, and grabbed Mao Shanming.

Mao Shanming lay on the ground before he could get up, and used the gossip mirror to take a picture of the middle-aged male ghost again.

The middle-aged male ghost was immediately hit by the red light from the gossip mirror and flew out.

At this time, the female ghost in white came on stage and rushed towards Mao Shanming, with a hideous look on her face.

Mao Shanming once again used the gossip mirror to take a picture at the female ghost in white.

The female ghost in white immediately covered her face with her long sleeves.

Unexpectedly, the gossip mirror did not emit red light this time.

Mao Shanming looked at the gossip mirror in his hand in surprise, and said, "What's going on! Why isn't it working! Heaven is Lingling, Earth is Lingling, Taishang Laojun will show up soon! At the critical moment, don't lose the chain."

But no matter how Mao Shanming asked, no matter how much he recited the Taoist law, the gossip mirror could no longer exert its effect on the ghosts.

"It's over! This gossip mirror has killed me!" Mao Shanming held the gossip mirror in his hand, and now it was like holding a hot potato, his face was pale, and his legs began to tremble.

The female ghost in white didn't notice the change at this time, and slightly exposed half of her face to look at Mao Shanming, and found that the gossip mirror in Mao Shanming's hand could not show power, and Mao Shanming looked anxious.

She immediately understood and rushed towards Mao Shanming again.