Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

The so-called mass graves are simply a small wasteland.

Hidden in the back forest, surrounded by white bird droppings, this wasteland is overgrown with wild grass, and the surrounding woods are dense. Except for the patronage of mice and birds, no one will come to this kind of place.

But it is such a broken ground, the underground has caused a corpse change.

Han Feng could tell at a glance that the feng shui here caused the corpse change.

The barren forest is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the terrain is low-lying. Over the years, the yang energy can't come in, and the yin energy can't get out, so the yin energy will gradually rise to the sky!

This piece of wasteland does not see the sun all the year round, and it is completely blocked by the surrounding mountains behind, so the sun basically has no chance here.

The villagers followed in a mighty way. The reason why they called everyone to come was because the village chief wanted everyone to see with their own eyes that the zombies were indeed wiped out by Han Feng, and let everyone come and witness.

After all, the zombie outbreak in the village is a matter for the whole village, and everyone has the right to know the whole process of the incident.

"Senior Brother Qiusheng, call a few villagers to set up the platform for the practice!"

Han Feng directed Qiu Sheng like an elder.

Qiu Sheng stopped doing it immediately, raised his head and nostrils to the sky and said, "Brother, I'm your brother, so it's more suitable for you to do this kind of miscellaneous work!"

After Qiu Sheng finished speaking, he stepped back naturally, leaving room for Han Feng to stand under his feet, and motioned for the other party to set up a stage by himself.

Han Feng rolled his eyes directly, and was speechless for this guy.

"Okay, then I'll build a platform. After you draw the corpse detection talisman, first make sure that there are still zombies below, how many are there, and what level are they all!"

Han Feng looked at Qiu Sheng like a clown, and Qiu Sheng immediately admitted his cowardice, licked his face and hugged Han Feng's arm, and said with a smile, "You are just kidding, brother! Look at you, you are serious!"

"Huh? So what?"

"Hey! I'll go! I'll build a platform!"

Qiu Sheng hurriedly ran to call for someone.

Looking at the back of Qiusheng running away, Han Feng was amused. Speaking of drawing talismans, the masters and apprentices of Yizhuang, only Uncle Jiu and Han Feng can use the Tongtianlu spell.

Qiusheng and Wencai, these two idiots, can at best draw a tortoise bastard.

The first is because the two of them have low cultivation bases, and the second is because the two of them compete with each other and are lazy.

It stands to reason that although these two people's savvy is not high, how many people in the entire Maoshan sect are talented, intelligent, and savvy?

Those disciples who have achieved something in a small way basically rely on unremitting efforts, and I don't know how much hardship they have put in behind their backs to achieve certain results.

It is unimaginable for a person like Han Feng, who has a hard time grasping the system to make progress.

This guy Qiusheng doesn't work hard at ordinary times, but he always thinks about showing off in front of the public at critical moments, you brat.

Han Feng stepped forward and looked around the earth pit in front of him. He saw several grave pits dug by shovels, and there were clear big footprints on the soft soil above.

The footprints were very deep, and it looked like the traces of zombies jumping over.

With luck, Han Feng suddenly erupted with majestic righteousness, and the wind blew in a timely manner. Standing beside the wild grave, Han Feng looked a lot more mysterious.

There seemed to be a golden flame on the tip of the finger, and it was drawn in the void. In an instant, a corpse detection talisman was born in everyone's sight.

The village chief and all the villagers were dumbfounded!

"Oh! This little brother is really a fairy descended from the sky!"

Ordinary villagers like them have never seen such a magical technique before, and they have only heard about it in legends.

I didn't expect to see such a thing with my own eyes today.

"It's the first time I've seen a living person's fingertips start a fire by themselves?!"

"Stop beeping, compared to that four-eyed dog, this one is the real master!"

"Hush! Look, the talisman has gone in! It's gone into the tomb!"

Accompanied by people's surprised voices, Han Feng has already controlled the corpse-detecting talisman and entered the dark tomb.

Standing on the soft soil, Han Feng stood upright, with his head drooping slightly, his eyes closed tightly, and his spiritual consciousness wandered in the dark underground with the corpse-detecting talisman.

One after another, black shadows ran across the ground, they were rattling mice.

Isn't it a mass grave?Why hasn't a body been found for so long?
That money-grubbing Uncle Four Eyes probably took away all the zombies down here, right?

Wherever Han Feng's divine sense passed by, there were some dense bones.

Not a single complete zombie!

The corpse-detecting talisman continued to swim in the gloomy underground. Under the faint light emitted from the talisman, the dust floated, and Han Feng could even smell the sour and rotten smell from the ground under his spiritual thoughts!

Suddenly.

There was a rattling sound of iron chains.

Han Feng was about to withdraw the talisman, but was suddenly attracted by the voice.

On the ground, Han Feng couldn't help but frowned, tilted his head slightly, and continued to follow the sound.

The village chief and others didn't know what was going on underground, they just watched Han Feng's expression nervously.

Qiu Sheng was not surprised by this kind of situation, he hummed a little tune, played with incense candles and talismans, and put the things that could be used in the practice on the newly built table one by one.

Han Feng didn't give much hope at first, but the corpse detection talisman followed the sound and walked all the way.

Finding that the corpse-detecting talisman was standing next to a soft and loose earth wall, Han Feng followed closely with his spiritual sense.

Looking at the corpse-detecting talisman, as if sensing something to find, he frantically searched for a gap in the earth wall and tried to get through.

On the ground, Han Feng exerted force on his toes, and the divine consciousness underground burst out a huge energy, which directly smashed through the earth wall in front of him.

What came into view turned out to be a giant chained by iron chains!
Whoa!That guy almost stunned Han Feng.

What kind of zombie is this? !
This thing is about three meters high, with a wide body, thick limbs, and a weight of about three hundred catties. The limbs, hands, feet, and head are more than twice the size of ordinary zombies.

Seeing an unknown object enter, the black thing instantly became manic.

Limbs fluttered wildly, and the iron chains tied to his hands and feet rattled wildly.

Han Feng couldn't help but gasped, it wasn't that he was scared, on the contrary, he was too excited.

"Thank God thankful to fate for letting us meet!"

"Unexpectedly, the first time I shot, I encountered such a 'thing'!"

Han Feng couldn't help feeling rejoicing, "Fortunately, I searched patiently for a while just now. It seems that this 'treasure' is a 'relict jewel' forgotten by Master Simu!"

There was so much movement underground that people on the ground seemed to be able to hear the rattling of the iron chains from a distance.

"What happened! Did you hear that?"

"It's the sound of chains!"

"Brother Han Feng, brother Han Feng? Did you find the zombies under the ground? How many are there?!"

The village chief stared wide-eyed and couldn't help asking nervously.

Qiu Sheng curled his lips, with a look of 'you country people don't understand', "Don't shout, I didn't see my junior brother working hard! Your shouting will affect him, so ask me if you don't understand! I’ve seen this kind of scene too many times!”

While Qiusheng explained, he did not forget to brag about his strength.

The village chief glanced at Qiu Sheng suspiciously, and gave Qiu Sheng the same look of 'you know a hammer'.

But I still couldn't help asking, "Then tell me, listen to this movement, how many zombies do you estimate there are down here?"

Qiu Sheng chuckled, walked to Han Feng's side, pretended to be like Han Feng, lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly. Of course, this demeanor was entirely for the villagers to see.

Qiu Sheng listened carefully to the movement below, and immediately walked towards the village chief, "I can't estimate the sound, it's not that I can't estimate it, it's that no one can estimate the exact amount, I can only give a general idea. "

"I guess there must be about ten zombies!"

Based on his many years of experience, Qiusheng seriously gave an estimate.

When the villagers heard this, they were so frightened that they didn't know what to say.

The village head also gasped, and Er Huangmao stared at his big eyes, "About ten??! Village head! After a while, all the zombies will come out. Brother Han Feng is alone...can he do it?"

Qiu Sheng's face suddenly became displeased, "Alone? You treat me like air!"