The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 84

With Zhao Yanxun alone, no matter how high his force value is, he cannot stop all the fleeing zombies.

What's more, although his current force value is high, it is not too strong to be extremely outrageous. He is just bullying the zombies without thinking.

If the guards were still spiritual, five or six of them came up to besiege him, which would still be difficult for Zhao Yanxun to deal with.

Even with these zombies, if a dozen or twenty of them swarmed up, it would be difficult for him to fight, after all, he didn't have three heads and six arms.

More than a dozen guards killed them together, and all the zombies that sprang out of the mountain gate in twos and threes were easily killed.

After about seven or eight minutes, no more zombies came out of the mountain gate, and everything seemed to be calm again.

The guards were so exhausted that they were out of breath. This time it was different from Hejiazhuang. They hacked continuously for seven or eight minutes, exhausting their physical strength extremely.

This time Zhao Yanxun was not in a hurry to go in, because he had already collected fifty skill points at the moment, so he directly added a little to his mental strength.

"Ding, add points to complete

Host: Zhao Yanxun
Mental strength: 4+ (perception 30 meters, alarm 3 meters)
Arm Strength: 300kg+
Leg Strength: 300kg+
Stamina (changed to Stamina from here): 15 points (5:34)"

Looking at the data given by the system, Zhao Yanxun was slightly disappointed, especially the alarm distance, there was basically no difference between three meters and one meter.

It is still very useful for him to expand the perception distance to 30 meters, so at this moment he turned on the system perception.

The radius of 30 meters is enough for him to cover the front yard of Wolong Temple, and there is not a single zombie in it at the moment.

But Wolong Temple is so big, it is still unknown whether it will be cleaned up, so Zhao Yanxun still plans to go in.

But before going in, he has to rest outside to recover his strength, so that he can continue to supernatural for a while.

About 10 minutes later, Zhao Yanxun's physical strength fully recovered, so he walked towards the gate of Wolong Temple again.

It was already safe inside, so Zhao Yanxun didn't say much at the moment, and let the guards follow.

Entering the mountain gate, Zhao Yanxun turned on the system perception, and had a clear view of the situation within a [-]-radius radius.

There were no living things, not even mutated zombies, Zhao Yanxun walked forward.

After passing through several mountain gates, when Zhao Yanxun came to attack the Daxiong Palace, he felt that there were still people alive in an attic behind the main hall.

It's not a zombie, but a real person, but this person's breath is weak, and he is obviously in danger.

Zhao Yanxun quickened his pace and walked to the back. This was the only survivor he found here from Hejiazhuang. He was eager to ask something.

But when he walked through the main hall and came to the back yard, he found that it was the abbot's quiet room that had been there before.

It's just that the peaceful and ethereal quiet room at the beginning has become extremely dilapidated now, with doors, windows and appliances in a mess.

The guards are still heavily guarded, but Zhao Yanxun knows that this place is safe, and according to the system's perception, the person who is still alive is in the attic in the quiet room.

Slowly approaching the main entrance of the quiet room, the guards also rushed in, while Zhao Yanxu looked up at the attic.

The original staircase collapsed on the ground, and it looked like it had been deliberately removed, and even the door knockers leading to the interior of the attic were locked.

There were dried blood stains on the ground, and the remaining pieces of meat could even be chopped off. Obviously, there had been a tragic scene here.

"Put the ladder up and open the door!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.

The guards got busy immediately, and quickly put the ladder up to the attic.

A guard climbed up the stairs, picked up a wooden pier picked up from the room, and smashed it hard seven or eight times before breaking down the lock on the door.

The guard pulled out his saber and pushed them away, only to see a person lying inside, with his chest heaving slightly at the moment.

"Your Highness, he is an old monk!" The guard poked his head out and reported.

Zhao Yanxun walked up the stairs, and when he entered the attic, he suddenly found that the old monk on the attic was Kong Yuan, the abbot of Wolong Temple.

Zhao Yanxun hurried forward, and saw that Kong Yuan's breath was weak, obviously he was on the verge of dying.

The guard lifted Kong Yuan from the ground, and the action woke up Kong Yuan who had fallen into a coma, but he spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Eat, eat!" Kong Yuan said in an extremely weak voice.

His eyes were blurred, obviously he regarded Zhao Yanxun as a zombie and thought he was about to be eaten.

Putting the knife and pestle on the floor, Zhao Yanxun slowly squatted down, and said in a deep voice: "Master, you can see clearly, it's me!"

Kong Yuan stared blankly for a few seconds before he vaguely saw Zhao Yanxun's face and confirmed that he was not a zombie.

"Your Highness, is that you?"

Seeing that Kong Yuan recognized him, Zhao Yanxun then asked: "Master, what happened?"

This is a question that Zhao Yanxun desperately wants to know. Kong Yuan might be belching at some point, so he must ask it clearly as soon as possible.

It seems that Kong Yuan also understands this point, so at this moment he didn't talk nonsense, and replied directly: "Three days ago... some pilgrims carried a patient who was possessed by evil spirits, and wanted to ask... the Buddha's light shines all over to get rid of evil spirits!"

Patients with evil spirits, this must be a zombie, and it is obviously the source of the collapse of Wolong Temple.

So the question is, where did this patient come from?Could it be Hejiazhuang?
"Master, where did this patient come from, do you know?"

Under Zhao Yanxun's expectant gaze, Kong Yuan closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"That day, the monks in the temple practiced things for this person. Unexpectedly, the patient became violent on the spot, scratching and biting more than 20 monks in a row. This is the beginning of the disaster!"

The monks are usually taught that killing is not allowed, and it is impossible for them to think, let alone do it, to directly beat this mutated family to death.

"Still blame me... Blame me for not discovering it in time, otherwise the night would never have happened..."

Zhao Yanxun could already guess what happened at night, obviously the monks also mutated.

"Master, when did the practice happen? When did the incident happen in the temple?" Zhao Yanxun asked in a deep voice.

This question is very critical. Based on this, Zhao Yanxun can deduce how long it will take to complete the mutation after being scratched and bitten.

"The ceremony was about in the late afternoon, and the monks were bewitched by the evil spirits at night, and they took advantage of the moonlight to bite the rest of the monks!" Having said this, Kong Yuan coughed several times in a row, and spit out his mouth again. A few mouthfuls of blood.

It took about ten hours before the end of the day, and Zhao Yanxun was a little surprised at such a mutation speed.

When he was in Chang'an Town before, Wang Changxin was scratched by his wife, and it definitely took more than ten hours to mutate.

"Master, are you okay?" Seeing Kong Yuan vomiting blood continuously, Zhao Yanxun asked with concern.

"That night, the old monk was almost bitten by Yu and fell off the high platform in a hurry. Fortunately, Jue Yuan arrived in time and rescued me to the attic here!"

Jueyuan is Kongyuan's successor and the new abbot of Wolong Temple.

"Jueyuan is under the attic, bitten by monsters, his scream... the old monk can hear it now..."

Kong Yuan became more agitated as he went on, but Zhao Yanxun didn't know how to explain it.

"He called...Master...Master, but the old monk couldn't save him, he could have escaped, he shouldn't have come to save me..."

Kong Yuan became more and more excited, and his whole body began to struggle, and his speech became more and more muddy, making it difficult for people to hear clearly.

"Master, master..."

Zhao Yanxun yelled several times in a row, but the latter didn't seem to ease up, this person was just struggling like this.

Just as Zhao Yanxun was trying to calm Kong Yuan down so that he could ask more about the situation, Kong Yuan tilted his head and stopped moving.

The guard breathed out, and then said: "Your Highness, the man is dead!"

(End of this chapter)