Lord of the Low Version System

In the barren hills more than a hundred miles away from Huangshi Town.

Four weird men in black robes are resting in a thatched hut.

The reason why they are called strange people is because they are covered tightly from top to bottom, only a pair of eyes are left exposed, even if they eat and drink, they only gently lift the cover on their faces.

It was summer at this time, and in addition to the hot weather in the south, although the mountains were cool, it was not so cool. Ordinary people walked with their arms open and sweated profusely, but they were wrapped tightly.

No one knows whether they are hot or not, even they themselves don't care about such details.

In addition, they were surrounded by hulking entourages, all of whom were dressed in short-skinned clothes, exposing their bulging chests and arms. However, for some reason, the bare skin of these entourages showed a strange iron-gray color.

Zombies appeared again in Liwangzhai. I don't know why. Over the years, there have been a lot of zombies, and their strength has become stronger and stronger. Uncle Jiu, how did these zombies come here?

A man in a hood said something.

Another person answered: In the last years of the previous dynasty, there were wars everywhere. The intruders killed all the way, the offering thieves killed all the way, and they entered the customs and killed them from the north to the south. Jiading ten massacres, Yangzhou in March, the order to shave... In what year? Killed so many people's heads, I don't know how many bones are buried in the ground.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, the others trembled.

After more than a hundred years of evolution, those corpses that did not decompose back then have all turned into corpses, especially those who died violently during their lifetime and could not swallow a mouthful of resentment, there is a high probability that they will become zombies.

It is precisely because of this that later when the Literary Prisons demolished families and slaughtered villages, they would set fire to the corpses, and prohibit burials and instead cremated them.

It's just that this law is useless, and it can't restrain the officials at all. They not only buried them in the ground, but also overhauled the mausoleum.

The common people also secretly buried them, throwing pigs and sheep in during cremation.

The magistrates basically turned a blind eye, as long as they were given a small amount of money, they would not lift the shroud for inspection.

It is precisely because of this that there are so many zombies in the Qing Empire, and many of them are wearing official uniforms and tops.

This situation also gave birth to a special profession - Mr. Zombie.

This profession was originally monks and Taoists. Later, some ordinary people also caught zombies with things like black donkey hooves, ink fountains, and five emperors' coins, and exchanged zombie heads for bounties.

After more than 100 years of experience accumulation, many schools have gradually formed, and each school has its own housekeeping skills.

Uncle Jiu, shouldn't we open the door to recruit disciples and train some newcomers?

That's right, Uncle Jiu, we can take on apprentices too.

Uncle Jiu, whose eyebrows slanted into his temples, suddenly raised his palm.

Silence!

Boom!

Boom!

No need to ask, this is the sound of zombies jumping and jumping, but this sound is extraordinarily heavy.

Not good, retreat quickly!

This is no longer an idea, but a headache.

After more than 100 years of accumulated experience, Mr. Zombies has divided zombies into detailed levels of strength, and the frequency and strength of each level of zombies have a clear and detailed description.

Experienced Mr. Zombies can judge the strength level of zombies just by listening. As long as the strength is not much different, zombies can be subdued or even killed with various magic weapons.

The zombies they usually deal with are bang... bang, with an interval of two breaths, the next step of charging is only two or three feet.

But what about the zombie just now, his footsteps were clang...clang, like a big drum and a sledgehammer, and the frequency was extremely fast, like the frequency of a flash of lightning flashing across his mind.

Most importantly, it's broad daylight!

Roar!

boom!

Two voices sounded at the same time, and then a black zombie fell from the sky, blocking the escape route of the four of them.

The four knew that the situation was not good, and they all gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

The zombie in front of him jumped seven or eight feet, and his movements were so fast, it was impossible to run past it with only two legs, and he had to unite to have a chance of survival.

They came from the same school and worked together for decades. They love father and son brothers, and have no intention of selling teammates. They quickly set up their positions and took out their magic weapons.

Bagua mirror!

Taomu sword!

Requiem Bell!

Spiritual banner...

All kinds of magic weapons were used in turn, and even the tablets of the patriarch were taken out.

However, the egg was useless.

Uncle Jiu, this zombie doesn't seem to be afraid of anything.

The person known as Uncle Nine made a prompt decision, Let the puppet zombies drag for a while. After I'm done, you can run away one by one!

Uncle Jiu originally wanted to exaggerate the atmosphere, but when he turned around, the three little bastards had already run twenty paces away.

The entourage who followed the four of them was summoned, and their sluggish eyes opened instantly, as if glaring at King Kong, but their eyes were bloody, full of killing madness.

Uncle Jiu commanded four zombie puppets to surround the black zombies from four directions, faintly showing the embryonic form of a combined attack formation.

However, the black zombie slapped it out, and the zombie puppet in front of it didn't even hum, it was instantly shorter, its calf was directly stuck into the soil, and its head was also smashed into its stomach.

The zombies on both sides jumped up, but were slapped by the black zombies one by one, and the zombies behind them all jumped up, their fangs protruding from their big mouths.

Then, the tooth broke!

The black zombie grabbed the zombie puppet around its neck, and flung it forward, directly smashing a big hole in the shape of a human.

Uncle Jiu's eyes widened. The zombie's arms could bend. This is definitely not an ordinary zombie, but a mutant zombie, or even a zombie king.

He originally expected the zombie puppets to resist for a while, but he didn't expect the four of them to be so unbearable that they spent so many years raising corpses for nothing.

Abandoned the car to save the handsome, the car was eaten up, and the old handsome still hasn't run away.

Big loss!

Even if he lost his life today, without the four zombie puppets, his strength would be greatly reduced, and he would have to run away when he encountered stronger little zombies in the future.

Seeing the black zombie rushing towards him, Uncle Jiu bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the mahogany sword instantly emitted scorching blood.

Then, Uncle Jiu stabbed with his sword.

Click, the mahogany sword is broken!

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu almost passed out - the treasure passed down by the ancestor master has been folded by him.

The black zombie lowered his head, revealing a mouthful of pitch-black teeth.

Uncle Jiu let out a miserable laugh, and said to himself: My life is over...

But at this moment, a bright sword light stabbed over, rubbing the top of Uncle Jiu's head and stabbing the black zombie's neck.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu was not tall, otherwise the sword would have pierced the back of his head first, and then pierced the zombie's neck.

Stabbed by this sword, the black zombie screamed, waving his hands and trying to pull out the long sword.

However, at this time, lines outlined by golden light appeared on the sword body, and a masculine aura gushed out, burning his neck instantly.

pat...

Uncle Nine immediately clasped his feet and screamed—the top head of the black zombie smashed his bottom head.

toes.

Uncle Jiu jumped and turned around. He wanted to know who saved him and what method he used to kill the black zombie with one blow.

Thanks to the singularity of the universe for rewarding 100 starting coins, thank you very much~