Reborn Zombie Supreme

At the beginning of the period, the evil master didn't pay much attention, but the more he listened to the conversation between He Cheng and the young master, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He rubbed his eyes and saw that the meat on the table was still meat. The red and white pieces of meat were dotted with oil, and those who looked at them moved their index fingers.

"Owner!"

The servant, who was thin and tall and looked like a broom, walked up to the young master and whispered a few words in his ear.

The young master frowned and put down his wine glass.

"Guest, have you seen my three unqualified servants?"

He Cheng didn't move the whole time. He only grinned when the young master spoke, showing his teeth: "Eat it!"

"This is not a joke"

The evil man suddenly felt that the place was filled with pressure. When he looked carefully at the people at the table, he found that they were still talking and laughing, as if they did not feel the almost real pressure.

"Ah sneeze!"

The evil man sneezed, raised his hands to cover his face, and suddenly saw an unusual and strange phenomenon between his fingers.

On the small porcelain plate were placed fingers, human heads, sliced ​​hearts and livers, and tongues made into soup.

A large table of dishes turned out to be a bloody feast of human flesh!

Putting down your hands, everything on the table turned into delicious dishes.

Being able to see ghosts through the gaps between your fingers is the same trick as being able to see ghosts by putting mud between your eyebrows.

The evil master quietly put his hands in front of his face again. When he looked at the other people at the table, he found that they were eating their food with a calm expression, but most of them were holding the monster's head.

There is also a paper umbrella monster with a mouth that eats heart and liver.

"Boss..."

The evil man started to slap his mouth: "We have almost eaten this meal, why don't we hurry on? We can reach Hong Kong before dawn..."

Surrounded by a group of man-eating monsters, he just wants to run away.

"Evil Master, what are you in a hurry for? These ribs are quite delicious and tender! Let me try them for you!"

He picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with three hands. Looking at the eyes of everyone at the dinner table, the evil man gritted his teeth and picked up the ribs and brought it to his mouth.

When I licked it lightly with my tongue, it actually tasted like sweet and sour pork ribs.

At this time, there was also a growling sound from his stomach. The evil man almost ate the ribs in one bite, but before he swallowed, he still reluctantly glanced at the ribs on his chopsticks through the gap between his fingers.

A thumb!

"vomit!"

The evil master was in his mind, but someone suddenly grabbed him by the collar.

It turned out that He Cheng got up and overturned the food table.

"Such a table of delicious food, but after I came to China, it took me half a month to find the fresh ingredients. It's a pity that I smashed them over." The young master raised the wine bottle, poured wine into his mouth, and drank. He was delighted.

When everyone saw someone flipping the table, they stood up with unkind expressions and gradually gathered around He Cheng.

"I have killed people, ghosts, and zombies, but I have never killed monsters."

He Cheng raised his foot and stamped on the ground, threw out the evil master with one hand, and spread out the other hand.

The white crane spreads its wings!

He opened and closed his arms, and when he hit the edge, the two people were immediately knocked away. They fell to the ground and twisted, one turned into a broken broom, and the other turned into a deflated lantern.

Killing these little monsters didn't take much effort. With three punches and two kicks, half of the people on the table were dead and turned into household furniture.

"Boss, help me!"

Three hands came to his side, and he grabbed the head and gently picked it off, and the head was removed.

The body fell to the ground without a head, but the head with three hands was still talking with a mouth.

"Boss, let me go quickly, let me go..."

Thanks to the unofficial biographies I have been reading these days, there are records of the Hundred Ghosts of Japan.

There is a kind of monster similar to the Nanyang head-lowering technique, called Feitouman.

The head will fly out at night to scare people. The real situation is that a bird called "Owl" lives in the human head. People who become flying-headed barbarians will die after seven days.

"No wonder he slandered me, he turned out to be a monster!" Leopard Girl raised her foot and kicked the three-handed corpse. Just as she was about to approach He Cheng, she was slapped away by He Cheng. The broken bones were like spears, piercing the skin, which was strange. Not a drop of blood was shed.

The body was twisted, but Leopard Girl was still alive.

Until the heads of three hands smashed her face, it was like tearing open a layer of skin, revealing the white bones inside.

A kind of monster called Bone Girl in Japanese and Painted Skin in China.

Within a short time, all these people were taken over by the monsters. If the evil master hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid he would have been a member of this group of monsters now.

"Boss! Help!"

The evil master shouted in the yard. He was thrown out by He Cheng just now and smashed two large vats in the yard. Inside were people whose bones had been picked and skinned!

The inconspicuous tree in the yard also came to life, tied the evil man's arms and pulled him up the trunk.

He Cheng had already killed the monsters on the dinner table, jumped out and kicked down the big tree. The tree screamed in pain, abandoned the evil master, uprooted it and ran behind the young master.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

The evil master hid behind He Cheng and watched the book fall down the tree trunk, acting as a seat for the young master to lean on while drinking.

"If you were Feizheng, I would still have a headache." Young Master put down the wine gourd, with a smile in his eyes: "Little Zizhang, you can't get on the stage!"

"Level 6/4-Shuten Doji"

This is a famous monster in Japan.

In this situation, He Cheng had only death, the only way.

"You have someone to rely on, don't I?" He Cheng suddenly smiled.

Knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains, those who prefer to go to the tiger mountains are fierce people. Those who lead the wolves in front of the tigers and lead the tigers and wolves to fight are smart methods.

When he first entered the house, the yin energy in the room was so strong that he captured three red-skinned imps from the Japanese underworld. It was these three ghosts who sensed the aura of their companions and exchanged information for their lives.

The pursuers of Yin Cao have arrived, and there is no way to escape. I can only think of a way to get rid of them.

When he entered the house, he saw ghosts all over the courtyard. The dryads were only slightly weaker than him, and there was also Shuten Doji, who was playing with a woman. However, he played for a whole afternoon before killing the woman and turning it into a meat dish.

That aura can be felt even before we meet, it is stronger than the black and white impermanence!

A gust of wind blew from the west, and Shuten Boyzi frowned secretly.

Someone seemed to be whispering in the wind.

"It's tricky, I seem to have encountered a big one."

"How about running away first and then collecting the zombies when they are alone?"

Listening to the ghost whispers in the wind, He Cheng frowned secretly, raised his hand, grabbed the white stick and threw it into the wind.

With a sound of "Ouch", Bai Wuchang, who was spitting out his long tongue, fell out of the wind, and Hei Wuchang followed suit.

"The soul-beating stick is really in your hand. It seems that the four ghosts fell into your hands?" Bai Wuchang asked He Cheng with a long tongue and a smile on his face.

"If zombies enter the underworld, they may not be able to survive. If I don't kill them, they will die."

Bai Wuchang said: "You can't escape the first day of the lunar month, but you can't escape the fifteenth day. Not only did you kill ghosts, but you also killed thousands of people in Shandong. It's not easy to die in the underworld. You have to be tortured."

"Do you know that we have been running out of manpower since we have been dying every day in these years of fighting? You, a zombie, killed so many people, how much workload did you fill for us?"

"Do you also seduce foreign ghosts?" He Cheng asked with a strange expression.

"Fragmented governance, if someone dies on our territory, it will be under our control." When Bai Wuchang spoke, his eyes were still looking at Shuten Tongzi provocatively, and his meaning was self-evident.

Now that they were forced out by He Cheng, they couldn't pretend not to see such a big monster wandering around the world. I'm afraid the judge would also give them small shoes.

Bai Wuchang threw out the shackles and tied them to He Cheng. Hei Wuchang shouted with Hei Wuchang: "Stop the demon!"