Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Amitabha……"

The Ten Grounds Sutra says: "There is no distinction between the three realms, only one mind works." Putting your hands together is the only mind.

Happy Buddha recited the name of the Buddha, put his hands together and bowed to He Chengyi.

"King of Corpses, you have done too many evil things, but you and I are destined to be together after all, so I would like you to listen to me recite the sutra a thousand times, so that all your karma can be eliminated, and you can reach bliss as soon as possible..."

The relics of Arhat's death are the most precious treasure, which can prove the path and fruit of Arhat. From then on, one can escape from the reincarnation. Moreover, the Buddhas of Western Buddhism take care of each other, so death is extremely difficult.

The relic has the power to suppress evil in the world. If it jumps and is stopped by the relic, it is like an ant fighting against a mountain, with no hope of turning over.

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and pulled He Cheng aside.

"Snapped!"

Holding the relic.

"I love listening to pop music, and I like Jacky Cheung. Forget about Buddhist scriptures. Listening to them makes my brain hurt."

Happy Buddha was dumbfounded as he watched He Cheng hold the Arhat relic in his hand and disappear with a flip of his hand!

Feizheng is here, and he can't even think of moving even under the Buddha's light!

How did he resist the relic?

"I accepted the gift and will contact you often..."

He Cheng waved his hands and left the Kaixin Buddhist Temple, turning into a flock of black birds and flying high into the sky in a flock.

"I hope the son of the City God can successfully take him in. Alas, it would be great if the Corpse King could change his ways from now on."

Asking zombies not to kill people is as unreasonable as asking rabbits not to eat grass.

The crows flew dozens of miles away and reunited at the seaside to form the silver-armored general.

"I almost fell into the path of Happy Buddha."

If it weren't for the Arhat relics needed for the evolution of the corpse armor, he would have been completely defeated. However, there was an advantage. Now that he had the Arhat relics, he only needed to find bones to take the corpse armor one step further.

By that time, I am afraid that Zhong Kui's sword and magical weapons will not be able to damage him at all, and he will be able to fight against heavenly soldiers and generals.

The problem now is the pursuit of the City God's son.

There is also Happy Buddha who has countless treasures in his hands, but seeing that he has no intention of pursuing him, the hostility is not obvious.

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"Ahem!"

The stereo buzzed.

In the exhibition center, there were more than a dozen reporters from major news newspapers in a specific exhibition hall with a banner reading "Five Hundred Years of Living Figurines Exhibition."

"Thank you friends from the press for coming."

A woman with red-rimmed glasses walked up to the microphone.

"In three days, we will start this exhibition of 500-year-old living figurines. In order to give you a deeper understanding of the living figurines, if you have any questions, you can ask them. I will definitely satisfy you."

Journalist holding small notebook with pencil raises hands.

"I heard that these living figurines are almost five hundred years old and should be left over from the Ming Dynasty. Can you tell me their identities?"

"Not sure"

"So, where were these living figurines found?"

"Not sure"

"I heard that these living figurines are not breathing and have no pulse, but they have body temperature. What is this phenomenon?"

"Not sure"

When asked, they didn't know anything, and everyone said "cheer".

"Haha, everyone has no questions?"

The woman held her red-rimmed glasses dignifiedly, "I have just given a very detailed, very clear, and very serious answer to everyone's questions. I believe everyone is very satisfied with my answer. You can feel free to do whatever you want in the rest of the time." Photograph."

The cloth covering the living figurines was uncovered, revealing two people wearing Ming Dynasty costumes, one fat and one thin, their bodies covered with mud and moss.

Everyone took pictures one after another, flashlights flashing wildly.

The security guard next to him rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He just saw the fat living figurine suddenly move!

Look carefully for any changes.

"Are my eyes really bad?"

At night.

The security guard yawned, grabbed the flashlight, and opened the door with a "squeak".

The exhibition of living figurines is a big event, and there are three security guards assigned to this pair of living figurines!

"Broken! Broken! The living figurines are lost!"

"Call the police! Call the police!"

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"Ghost Island has arrived..."

The boat docked, and two strange people wearing ancient costumes covered with moss, each carrying a package, jumped off the boat.

"Hey, what is this?"

The ship owner is holding a piece of silver ingot. In this era, silver ingot is used. Is it real or fake?

"Keep the change, please!"

The weirdo waved his hand and turned away very coolly.

"Crazy!" The person behind him urged the boat to start. The boss saw the two of them running into the woods and disappearing in the blink of an eye. He cursed and sat back down to prepare to start the boat.

"Brother, is the bat spirit really here?"

"Nonsense! Didn't you hear what those people said? There is a man jumping and flying on the water! What can fly except bat spirits? And I heard that there is a vampire king on this island!"

"The Vampire King is not a vampire zombie..." the thin living figurine muttered.

"Stupid! They can change their names. How can they keep telling others that they are thousand-year-old bat spirits after five hundred years?"

"That's right."

The two of them hunched over and moved through the woods step by step.

The cloth was as hard as an iron shell, and it hindered the crotch of the pants when walking. Both of them walked with their legs wide open.

"Is there anyone?"

They stopped and listened to two women chatting deep in the woods.

"Aren't you worried about your master? That's the legendary bull-headed horse face."

"Um……"

"Sew gently..."

The two weirdos looked at each other, and the fat one's eyes shone brightly: "You are a fair and tender little girl, I like it best!"

When he got closer, he saw an innocent girl wearing white clothes with a looming graceful figure, kneeling behind another woman, holding a needle and sewing something on the back of her head one stitch after another.

"Crack!"

The thin weirdo accidentally stepped on a branch.

"who!"

The woman sitting in front turned her head, and her head fell to the ground. Her eyes on her withered ugly face were staring in the direction of the two of them.

"Don't move, I haven't finished sewing yet."

The innocent girl picked up her head and placed it on her neck. "You can hold it by yourself first."

She put down her needle and thread and slowly floated towards the two of them, "Excuse me, who are you two looking for...?"

The ugly-looking hag still had a red line on her neck. When she turned her head, she did not move. She held her head with both hands and rubbed it slowly. Blood flowed out from the broken part and got into the collar.

"Monster! Die!"

The fat man opened the package on his back and took out a long sword.

His face was red from shouting, and his blood was flowing to his head.

The bloodshot eyes filled the whites of his eyes. I don't know whether he was scared or angry, but he cut them out with a sword!

"ah!"

The female ghost screamed and retreated quickly. She was inevitably cut by the sword, and her arm was immediately cut off, with white smoke rising.

The ghost's body was scattered, and his soul was almost gone!

The long sword came across again, and the female ghost she was chasing had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the ground!

Pfft——

The sword enters the body.

Instead of piercing the female ghost's body, it pierced the beheaded woman's left breast.

After a strong impact, the woman's withered head fell to the ground again, rolling down the slope into the pit like a ball.

After spitting out a mouthful of mud, the woman yelled in her head: "It hurts me to death!"

"In such a evil place, even if there are no bat spirits, there must be powerful demons!"

The fat man raised his foot and kicked the headless female corpse on the chest, pulled out his sword, and brought out a bloody arrow.

"Since we originally promised Master Lei Chu to eliminate the bat spirits, if we meet evil demons and heretics on the road and kill them together, it can be regarded as promoting the right way!"