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Chapter 465 You also break a wall and show me (for subscription)
"Brother, I'm not dead yet, I'm just weak."

Daoist Qianhe, who was already weak, almost lost his breath after being carried all the way back by Yang San.

I wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while, but I didn't expect my senior brother to think that he was dead?Master Yixiu even recited the Sutra of Rebirth for him.

Thinking of the Master reciting the Sutra of Rebirth for him before he died, Taoist Priest Qianhe felt a little hairy and hurried to speak.

Priest Simu and Master Yixiu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, seeing that Priest Qianhe was looking at them weakly, they were immediately overjoyed, and hurried forward to take a closer look.

Seeing that Taoist Priest Qianhe was weak at this time, but compared with the corpse poison attacking the heart, it was not a big deal at all.

"Okay, Jiale and the others are in the morgue, and the child is also there. Yang San, you can take your junior brother there. Master Yixiu and I will find that zombie."

Seeing that Daoist Qianhe was fine, the four-eyed Taoist finally put down a big stone in his heart, raised his big sword again, and prepared to look for the zombie.

In this regard, Yang San did not dissuade them, he could not give a reason for not letting them go, he couldn't say that I knew that zombie would come out from under the morgue in a while.

"Master Dao, let's..."

After Taoist Simu and Master Yixiu left, Yang San turned to look at Taoist Qianhe, preparing to carry him into the morgue again.

Priest Qianhe obviously guessed what Yang San meant, struggled to get up, and staggered but firmly walked towards the morgue.

Don't even think about carrying me on your shoulders again!
Seeing that Taoist Master Qianhe seemed to have regained some physical strength, Yang San was also happy to save his energy, guarding against possible zombies around him, and slowly came to the morgue with Taoist Master Qianhe.

"Jia Le, I'm Yang San, open the door."

Yang San knocked on the door and shouted loudly.

Immediately, Jiale and Jingjing shouted in surprise from the room.

Soon, the wooden door was opened, and it was Jia Le who opened the door, and it was indeed Yang San, and the weak Daoist Qianhe.

Jia Le quickly helped Daoist Qianhe in, "Uncle Master, Brother Yang, how is the situation outside?"

Yang San saw that there was another child on the pile of straw beside him, it was the little prince he had seen before.

"Your master and Master Yixiu are looking for that zombie, have you encountered any trouble?"

Jia Le suddenly shouted excitedly, "Brother Yang, the mahogany sword you gave me is really useful, you don't know, not long after you left, that sissy came to ask for help with this child in her arms, and I saw it right away. This kid was caught by a zombie..."

Yang San and Taoist Master Qianhe smiled lightly and listened to Jia Le pretending to be aggressive.

Yang San was really relaxed, this zombie was nothing to him, it was just a matter of a sword.

Priest Qianhe came to a safe place, and his previously tense mind naturally relaxed.

It's roughly the same as the original book, but fortunately, Jia Le has learned a lot from Taoist Simu, and knows how to treat the scratches of zombies, but that sissy committed suicide by herself, and didn't say that she was also scratched.

Later, the three guards in the team also ran over for some reason, but they had already turned into half-human and half-corpse, and the sissy was also turned into half-human and half-corpse.

The situation was critical for a while, at this moment, Jia Le remembered the meeting gift Yang San gave him, and hurried back to the house to find the mahogany sword.

Just like that, he sent the four of them to the west one by one with his sword, and pretended to be aggressive in front of Jingjing very chicly.

Daoist Simu and Master Yixiu were also very surprised when they came back. Although there was a reason for using props, it is a good thing that nothing happened.

Then when Jingjing was guarding the little prince, a zombie suddenly appeared from the window.

Fortunately, Taoist Priest Simu and Master Yixiu were there, and with Taoist Priest Qianhe's reminder, both of them were a lot more vigilant.

It's just that the usually powerful magic weapon has little effect on this zombie, and even loses its magic power after using it a few times.

After a fight with the zombie, the magic weapon on their bodies was exhausted, and the zombie also took the opportunity to break through the wall and escape.

That's why Daoist Simu and Master Yixiu let Jiale and Jingjing bring the little prince to the morgue, and they re-equipped their weapons and prepared to fight the zombies for another [-] rounds.

When Yang San came back, it was the time when Daoist Simu and Master Yixiu took up their weapons and were ready to go.

Yang San couldn't help but be amused when he thought of the gap between the opener of the Taoist master and the master.

I remember that in the original book, the four-eyed Taoist priest has many versions of the magic sword, such as small, medium, large, enlarged, and super large.

It's just that for zombies, they are all broken without cutting twice. I don't know if they cut corners?

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the mahogany sword that Big Brother Yang gave you, would you be able to get a sword here?"

Jingjing on the side looked at Jia Le with contempt, although she was very touched by his heroic rescue of herself before, but seeing his frightened expression now is very good.

Yang San saw Jingjing dug out a large sticky thing from a large jar, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of maltose, so he didn't know what it was.

"Jingjing, why are you making maltose?"

Jiale said first, "Brother Yang, we are going to paste maltose on the floor, so that if zombies come in through the door, they will be stuck and we will have time to escape."

When Daoist Qianhe heard this, he nodded slightly, as if he thought the idea was good.

"Then what if the zombies don't walk through the door? I've never heard of zombies accepting the door."

Yang Shen said speechlessly, although he thought it was funny when watching the movie, but seeing this scene now, Yang San really wanted to have a good meal.

You know, zombies are so powerful that breaking walls is no problem. You block the way to the gate, so are you going to break a wall and show me?
In order to avoid light in this morgue, there are not many windows, and they are all small windows. How dare you block the only exit?
Knorr:"……"

Jia Le was immediately speechless by Yang San's question, and Taoist Master Qian He immediately felt that what Yang San said was very reasonable.

Jingjing, who is good at wandering outside, understands the meaning of Yang San's words better than Jiale, not to mention that the zombie jumped directly from the window to her bed before, and it is obviously not a master who knows the door.

Jingjing looked at the layout of the morgue, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her hands and feet were not so fast, and the road was not blocked.

"Knock knock knock."

At this time, there was a light knock on the door, and at the same time Master Yixiu's voice came from outside the door, "Jiale, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Master." Jia Le replied.

"Be careful."

After Master Yixiu finished speaking, he left and searched elsewhere.

Not long after Master Yixiu left, Yang San noticed a strong Yin Qi slowly approaching from under the floor.

Can't help but stare at the floor closely, Taoist Master Qianhe also noticed Yang San's abnormality at this time, and his originally relaxed mind suddenly became vigilant.

"Yang Daoyou, did you find something wrong?"

When Jiale and Jingjing heard this, they saw Yang San staring closely at the floor, and couldn't help swallowing.

For a moment, several people looked at the floor solemnly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of dull and compact impact sounds from under the floor, and the floor was also slightly lifted, rushing towards the position where he and others were in a straight line.

(End of this chapter)