Because he is a very simple warrior, he has the drive to learn martial arts and sell to the emperor's family.

As long as you don't fall, he is your most loyal subordinate.

If you fall, I'm sorry, we don't know each other well.

"Look, Tenteng Town is ahead."

Standing outside the town of Tenteng, No. [-] Mao had a proud face: "In the past few days, I have organized the nearby villagers during the day and built a three-meter-high wall around the town to seal them all in."

"Of course, only ordinary zombies are sealed, and they can jump over after a moment of black stiffness."

"But fortunately, there are not many black zombies, and they have the idea of ​​using this place as a gathering place. They will come back after going out, which is quite amazing."

"magic?"

Zhang Heng shook his head: "It's not magical, but it's comfortable to live here. It's so humid under the tomb, it's not as good as living in a house."

After speaking, he accelerated towards the wall, tapped his feet on the wall three times, and jumped up easily.

"Well, isn't it scary?"

The first Mao followed suit and followed Zhang Heng up the fence.

"The resentment is soaring!"

Zhang Heng looked towards the small town inside the wall.

Looking at it, bones are everywhere in Tenteng Town, and the stench is suffocating. Not to mention people, even the rats may be eaten up by the zombies.

"Let's go in and take a look during the day."

First Mao suggested.

"It's okay to go in and have a look, but you have to put this on first."

Zhang Heng took out two masks: "This is to prevent the plague, don't be careless, and don't touch things after entering, I'm afraid there are more than zombies here."

After a major disaster, it is often accompanied by a major epidemic.

Thousands of people died in Tengteng Town, and the bones were not cleaned up. It is impossible to say that there will be a plague.

Go in stupidly, the zombies are okay to say, the danger is in the open, and the virus in the dark is difficult to prevent.

"plague?

"

No. [-] Mao patted his thigh: "Why didn't I think of it? If I go in here for a while, I will be infected with the plague later."

Zhang Heng didn't answer these words, and put on the mask skillfully.

After finishing all this, he flew into the town without waiting for the first Mao to greet him.

crunch, crunch...

As soon as he landed, Zhang Heng heard a strange noise coming from the house on the left.

Looking inside through the half-open door, I saw a zombie wearing a gray coat inside. It looked like a town resident who had been bitten and turned into a dead body.

Snapped!

The first Mao also jumped down.

He followed Zhang Heng's gaze, shook his head slightly after seeing the zombie inside, and sighed: "I don't know whether to say it is lucky or unlucky."

Luckily, he was not gnawed down to a pile of bones like other town residents.

If you are unlucky, you will become a zombie after death, and even death cannot be peaceful.

"It's also your luck that you met me."

First Mao kicked the door open, took out a corpse-fixing talisman, and stuck it on the zombie's head.

After doing all this, he kicked the zombie out with a flying kick. The zombie fell to the street outside, and when it hit the sun, it started to ignite spontaneously, and quickly burned into a pile of white ash.

Crunch, crunch!

Hearing the movement outside, more and more abnormal noises came from inside the house.

Zhang Heng looked at the houses on both sides of the street, and made a gesture of invitation to First Mao.

The first Mao looked at Zhang Heng, then at the endless house, and shook his head again and again: "I don't have long hair and kind hearts."

Just kidding, there are at least one or two thousand zombies in the whole town of Tengteng. If this is cleaned up room by room, who knows when it will take.

Furthermore, who knows whether it is a zombie or a group of zombies gathered together.

In case of winning the jackpot, there are a few black zombies hidden inside, and if they rush in in a daze, they might lose their lives.

"There was a fight here."

Walking forward, after passing an intersection, Zhang Heng found a lot of ashes on the ground.

These ashes are off-white, as if left by exterminated zombies, and there are quite a few of them.

"A group of monks came in before, they should have done it."

First Mao wandered around, and soon found a scripture book and a broken Zen staff.

Ignoring the Zen staff, picked up the scriptures and glanced at them, Yi Mao suddenly looked disgusted: "These monks are really perverted, they actually used their own blood to write scriptures."

After finishing speaking, he threw away the scriptures in his hand.

"not that simple."

Zhang Heng glanced at the scriptures that were thrown on the ground: "I guess these monks may not have high levels of cultivation, but they are very compassionate."

"In order to deal with the zombies in Tenteng Town, they did not hesitate to use their own spiritual blood to bless the scriptures. Unfortunately, the zombies would go crazy when they saw blood. They made a wrong calculation."

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng said again: "Of course, they are still very heroic. They are true heroes who know what they can't do. They are a group of eminent monks."

No. [-] Mao snorted: "Why didn't the eminent monk get rid of the zombies in Tenteng Town?"

Zhang Heng glanced at him and didn't say any more.

After all, not all Taoists were born in Maoshan, and not all monks came down from the mountain.

In some small temples and small temples, the inheritance is incomplete at all, and at most people can cultivate to the early or middle stage of Qi training.

Their upper limit is so high, and they don't even have follow-up cultivation techniques, so how can they be strong.

As for whether they are eminent monks or not, it depends on what they do, not just their strength.

A monk has a very high level of cultivation, but commits all kinds of crimes, such as murder and arson. Can he be considered an eminent monk?

In the same way, if a monk eats fast and recites the Buddha's name to lead people to be good, even if he has no cultivation level, no one can be called a master.

The group of monks who entered Tengteng Town, knowing that they are not strong enough, can still come to eliminate demons and defend the way, and help the common people.

With such a character, even if they are bald donkeys, they are still good bald donkeys.

Chapter 114: Alive

"Monk!"

Walking forward again, Zhang Heng saw a middle-aged monk wearing cassocks with a vajra stuck in his chest.

He looked dead for a few days, his eyes were wide open, his neck had been bitten off.

Seeing how he died and the ferocious expression on his face, Zhang Heng sighed: "True monk!"

finished.

Zhang Heng pulled out a Divine Fire Talisman.

With a flip of his wrist, the talisman ignited spontaneously, and the next moment he threw it on the monk.

call!

The fire was raging, refining the bones of the monk.

But the next moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew out from a small two-story building opposite, trying to blow out the fire.

"How brave!"

Zhang Heng is not a person who gets angry easily.

But at this moment, he was furious, and he drew out the Taiping sword suddenly, and pointed the tip of the sword at the small building opposite: "Lei Lai!"

boom!

A thunderbolt descended from the sky and instantly entered the small building.

Accompanied by the roar, the small wooden building collapsed, revealing a black zombie hidden inside.

Swish!

The sun shines on the black zombie.

It was frightened and wanted to escape, but the next moment it turned into flying sparks.

"I don't know the number of days!"

Zhang Heng made a backhand and directly put the sword into its sheath.

On the side, No. [-] Mao was drooling watching, and leaned over with a wretched face: "Nephew, my good nephew, lend me your sword for fun."

Zhang Heng glanced at First Mao.

Ignoring him, he strode forward.

No. [-] Mao was not discouraged when he saw this, and chased after him and said, "Nephew, do you know Zhuge Kongping? I heard that he got a bronze armored corpse in Xishuangbanna. It's amazing. I'll give the bronze armored corpse to you later." If you get it, how about you lend me the sword to play for a few days?"

Zhang Heng stopped.

Just when No. [-] Mao thought there was something to be said about this, Zhang Heng said, "Uncle Zhaixing said that you will have a catastrophe this year, and it should be written on a copper character. Which copper do you think this copper is?"

"Zhou Xing said?"

Although First Mao likes to brag, he is determined to be No.1 in Maoshan.

But he also knew that the gap between himself and Taoist Zhaixing was like a world of difference, and he was quite convinced by him.

"Of course, you are my uncle, can I lie to you?"

Zhang Heng said as a matter of course.

"No way, do I really have a calamity this year?"

No. [-] Mao muttered a little, followed Zhang Heng and asked, "What else did Zhai Xing say? Tell me again. At most, I won't borrow the sword from you, the head office."

Zhang Heng ignored him.

The reason why he stopped just now is because Yi Mao did have a calamity on the bronze armored corpse.

This Xishuangbanna bronze-armored corpse is very evil, and its fate is a bad word.

After death, becoming a zombie is even worse. It is simply bad luck, and people who have anything to do with it will often end badly.

In the movie "Ghostbusters Carnival", Yimao died because of stealing the bronze armor corpse.

Now, seeing that he had set his mind on the bronze armor corpse again, Zhang Heng didn't want to see him die so he reminded him, otherwise, he wouldn't waste these words with the sand sculpture.

"Hey, I'm your uncle, can you stop talking halfway, and you're going to treat me like this?"

The first Mao chased after him: "Gou Fugui, don't forget, you are not the head teacher of Maoshan, you are so arrogant, if you want to become the head teacher, wouldn't you even ignore your master?"

Zhang Heng stopped.

"That's right, I am very optimistic about you, and I will definitely vote for you when the head coach is selected in the future."

The first Mao walked up with a grin.

As a result, after walking a few steps, he knew why Zhang Heng stopped.

As far as the eye can see, there are seven great monks sitting cross-legged in a rain pavilion in front of them.

The oldest one looked to be seven or eighty years old, and the remaining six were all between 80 and 30.

They clasped their palms together and sat upright with their eyes closed.

Around the pavilion, there are wooden fish, scriptures, Buddhist beads, Zen sticks, Buddha statues, copper bells and other strange things, as if they are resisting something.

"what happened?"

The first hair showed a positive color.

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