The heavens start from Maoshan

Because in his opinion, the speed with which he can find someone is definitely not as fast as the paper ghost.

The paper ghost has a [-]% chance of finding a zombie, and the exorcist priest has a [-]% chance of finding a zombie.

If he went looking for it by himself, it would be a good achievement. After all, he doesn't even have a compass in his hand. How can he find it? Is it just luck?

"Ok?"

Not long after he sat down, he heard a strange sound coming from behind him.

"who?"

The sword was unsheathed, and Zhang Heng jumped off the wall.

"Mom!"

A person got out of the shed. After seeing Zhang Heng, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"Who are you, why are you at my house, no, at the house of Dao Long Tuo?"

The visitor looked surprised.

"Slaying the dragon?"

Hearing this name, Zhang Heng knew who it was.

He grabbed him, looked at his neck, found that there was no tooth hole, and then threw him on the ground: "Are you the son of Mayor Ye?"

"you know me?"

Ye Shihao was a little surprised.

"When the church was reopened, you brought people to distribute eggs to the believers, and I was there at the time."

While talking, Zhang Heng walked into the shed and looked inside.

When he saw that there was a downward passage in the shed, he knew what was going on: "This passage leads to the basement under the church, right?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng looked at Ye Shihao: "If I'm not wrong, there is not only this one passage leading to the basement, there is another one elsewhere, right?"

"how do you know?"

Ye Shihao was stunned.

"Simple, if there is only this one passage, you should die with Tulong."

"You didn't die, you weren't even bitten, there is only one possibility, you just came here."

"But I have been guarding here. If you go down, I won't be unaware, so there must be another passage that allows you to enter the basement and come out from here. Am I right?"

Although Zhang Heng asked rhetorically, his tone was very certain.

"Have you ever been in the basement?"

Ye Shihao showed fierce eyes.

"I haven't been there, but I know what you are doing."

"You take advantage of your father, Mayor Ye, to cooperate with Tulong in transporting opium."

"Unfortunately, your wishful thinking was wrong. There is a terrifying thing in the basement. Tulong has been killed by it, and you..."

Zhang Heng's eyes fell on Ye Shihao: "I think you should accompany him."

"I..."

Zheng!

Zhang Heng swung his sword violently, and then the sword was sheathed.

Ye Shihao looked at him in disbelief, as if to say again: "Why kill me?"

"Because I can kill you."

Zhang Heng understood his eyes, and answered with a smile.

"For, about the opium?"

Ye Shihao held back and asked again.

Zhang Heng shrugged his shoulders and said noncommittally: "If you think thinking like this can make you feel better, it's fine if you think so, I can accommodate you, I don't care."

bang...

Ye Shihao fell to the ground and did not close his eyes until he died.

Zhang Heng looked at the blood flowing out.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of a god-man, Brother Dali.

Brother Dali once said: I robbed a person, and he asked me why I robbed him, and I wanted to rob you as soon as I stepped on the horse, so why? Are you looking down on me?

The same goes for Zhang Heng.

When he kills, no one is allowed to ask him why.

Just three words: I can.

Swish! !

As the smell of blood spread, soon, a black shadow descended from the sky.

"interesting!"

Facing those red eyes, Zhang Heng thought: "Isn't it my brother vampire? I didn't look for you, but you did look for me!"

Look at the corpses on the ground again, there is still blood flowing.

Zhang Heng was thoughtful and understood what was going on.

Vampires are very sensitive to blood, just like zombies can smell people from miles away, vampires, like sharks, can sense the smell of blood from miles away.

He killed Ye Shihao, and blood flowed all over the place.

For vampires, it is like a lighthouse in the dark, there are ghosts if they don't come.

"It's true that the flowers are planted intentionally and the flowers will not bloom, but the willows will be shaded by willows unintentionally!"

Thinking of why the vampire came back to look for him, Zhang Heng was not polite anymore, and said bluntly: "I know, you should understand people's language, how about it, let's play while there are few people?"

Swish!

The vampire rushed directly at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng didn't hesitate, and directly slashed out with a sword.

Ding!

The sound of cutting iron came, and the vampire wanted to use his nails to catch Zhang Heng's sword.

But the Taiping Sword is something you, a vampire, can handle?

In just a split second, Zhang Heng's sword slashed down, cutting off half of the vampire's right hand in an instant.

scare!

The vampire was taken aback, took a few steps back holding the severed hand, and looked at him very apprehensively.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to attack, and let it lie on the ground, sucking the blood on the ground.

But sucked for a while.

It looked at the severed hand, and found that its one hand had no intention of growing out.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng took the initiative to say: "It's useless, your hand was injured by the sharp golden energy of this sword, even if you have the ability to regenerate flesh and blood, in a short time, you will be the disabled person. "

Vampires are not like zombies. They have high intelligence. Zhang Heng understood them as soon as he said them, and turned to look at Zhang Heng's sword.

Just when Zhang Heng felt that the vampire could still play around.

In the next second, it flew into the sky in a daze, trying to run.

"What a smart guy, it really is a rare species!"

Seeing that vampires would bully the weak and fear the strong, the joy on Zhang Heng's face became even stronger.

Unfortunately, it miscalculated.

If the Exorcist Daoist were here and it flew into the sky, the Exorcist Daoist might have nothing to do with it.

Zhang Heng is different.

Flying in the sky, isn't this a living target?

"Ray comes!"

The tip of the sword pointed away.

Boom! !

Thunder fell instantly from the sky.

The vampire flying in mid-air was directly pierced by the thunder, like a fighter plane hit by a guided missile, it fell down with black smoke, and fell to the ground half dead, twitching its legs.

"You can't do it, can't you hold on?"

Zhang Heng had a question mark on his face.

Constrained by his cultivation, the lightning that the Taiping Sword can summon is like one thunder to Bai Jiang, killing him cleanly.

But for black zombies, it is difficult to kill them all at once, and there are more possibilities of wounding and maiming.

Now that there is only a thunderbolt, vampires are not very good.

Looking at it this way, it is only at the level of ordinary black and stiff, which is equivalent to a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment.

"It doesn't seem to be surprising!"

Zhang Heng also thought that this thing is difficult to deal with because it has two forms.

In vampire form, you are not afraid of corpse-fixing talismans, mahogany swords, and ordinary talismans, because it is not a zombie at all, and it will not be restrained by magic tools that restrain zombies. If you don't know the basics, you will deal with it rashly, so you will be easily killed by it.

But prescribing the right medicine, dealing with vampires in the same way as dealing with vampires, dealing with zombies in the same way as dealing with zombies, or using general-purpose spells such as Thunder and Fire, it will naturally be useless.

"Damn paper tiger!"

After figuring this out, Zhang Heng stopped being polite to it.

Cut off a branch, and cut out a wooden nail in twos and threes.

With one jerk, the dowel plunged into the vampire's heart, wrapping it in his cloak.

Do it all.

Zhang Heng carried the vampire into the basement.

To know.

Master's birthday is coming soon, this rare zombie with two forms can just be sent to Master by train as his birthday present to show filial piety.

After all, Master has worked hard for Maoshan all his life, and now he has nothing to do when he stays on the mountain. He just happens to study foreign zombies to relieve himself.

Come to think of it, studying vampires is much more fun than sitting at the door tearing up newspapers.

Chapter 125: The Dawn of Ascension

"Ah Heng, what about the evildoer?"

After a few minutes.

After Zhang Heng took care of everything, Taoist Exorcist and Father Wu came slowly.

"Uncle, I have already dealt with that monster, and it is currently being sealed in the basement."

Zhang Heng said with a smile on his face, "That thing isn't very strong, but it has two forms. Those who have never been in contact with it can easily be restrained by it and think how powerful it is."

Zhang Heng feels like a vampire, a bit like the Three Holy Envoys of Persia that Zhang Wuji met in Yitian Tulongji.

The true strength of the Persian Three Holy Envoys is at the level of the Mingjiao's left and right envoys plus a white-browed eagle king, and cannot reach the level of Shaolin Sandu.

However, the Persian martial arts they used had weird moves, which were quite different from the Central Plains martial arts. Zhang Wuji fought against the Persian Three Holy Envoys, and his beating was worse than that of Shaolin Sandu.

The same goes for vampires.

With some understanding, one-on-one may not be able to beat Dragon Slaying.

Tulong died miserably, because he didn’t know that vampires and zombies are two species, just like crabs and crayfish, they both have shells and pincers, but these are two different things, and the way to eat them is different. The result is a general idea People are gone.