It was a dark and windy night, deep in the old forest.
I don't know where the insects are chirping, but they are talking and laughing for thousands of years.
After saying goodbye to Taoist Simu, Taoist Qianhe continued to protect the golden coffin all the way. As it was getting late at night, just like the original plot, he encountered a heavy rain.
Lightning flashes, thunder roars, and wind and thunder howls!
"Hurry up! The rain is too heavy! Set up camp right away! Get away from the wind and rain!" Minister Wu urged his men while shielding the young prince from the wind and rain.
Soon, the first tent was set up. Minister Wu's eyes turned and he shouted, "You! You! You! Hurry up and carry the little prince inside to take shelter from the rain. If you are slow!! The little prince will catch a cold! Your lives will be in danger!"
Just as several officers and soldiers were about to carry the young prince into the tent, Taoist Qianhe went to find Minister Wu.
"Minister Wu! Let's put the golden coffin into the tent first! The rain is really too heavy! The cinnabar ink line on the coffin has begun to melt!"
Minister Wu frowned and refused, "No! Which is more important, the coffin or the young prince? Can't you just melt the ink and then paint on it? You still have to ask me for such a small matter! Just build a tent by yourselves!"
"But!" Taoist Qianhe still wanted to fight for it, but Minister Wu had already ordered people to carry the young prince into the tent and no longer paid attention to Taoist Qianhe.
"Oh!" Taoist Qianhe shook his head helplessly. He and his disciples could only set up the tent in the wind and rain, hoping to push the golden coffin into the tent as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, things in this world are unpredictable, and most things will not go as planned.
Just as Taoist Qianhe had painstakingly set up the tent and was preparing to carry the coffin into the tent, a bolt of lightning struck the golden coffin directly, instantly electrifying the four soldiers who were pushing the coffin. They were charred black and their bodies were covered in hot white smoke. It was obvious that they were beyond saving.
"Not good!" Taoist Qianhe's heart skipped a beat. If the golden coffin was struck by lightning, it would inevitably cause the zombies in the coffin to run wild. He had to do everything he could to prevent the zombies from leaving the coffin.
The golden coffin that sealed the zombie began to tremble violently the next second after being struck by lightning. The cinnabar ink line wrapped around the golden coffin flashed a red halo, as if it was trying its best to suppress the zombie in the coffin from breaking the seal.
However, the power of the ink line, which had been exposed to wind and rain, had long been greatly reduced. It was impossible to trap the zombies that had been struck by lightning and were going berserk.
"Quickly bring the rope!" Taoist Qianhe shouted, and leaped onto the golden coffin. Under the pressure of the jack, the coffin was temporarily pressed down. The rope, as thick as an arm, was tightly wrapped around the golden coffin.
But is it really difficult to suppress a rampaging zombie with such force
The answer is obvious.
Boom! There was a loud noise, and the golden coffin shattered. Taoist Qianhe was blown away with the coffin. A zombie wearing the robes of a nine thousand year old Qing official was pulled out of the coffin with a roar.
Roar! The extremely evil roar resounded throughout the old forest.
"Huh?! A zombie is born!"
Chu Xiao, who was moving forward rapidly, looked into the eyes of the Taoist Simu and spoke in unison.
"Speed up!" Chu Xiao frowned, and used the Bei Ming Divine Art to its full potential. With one hand, he grabbed the Simu Taoist like a chicken, and turned him into a trail of afterimages, heading straight towards the direction where the corpse's roar came from.
"Brother Chu, please go slower. I'm about to lose my dinner." Simu looked uncomfortable. Although he wanted to get there as soon as possible, he didn't want to go there in this way. Compared to being held by Chu Xiao, riding on a big bird was simply a pleasure!
"Hold on! We'll be there soon!"
Soon after Chu Xiao finished speaking, he could already see candlelight in the woods ahead. It was obvious that Qianhe and the others were just ahead.
Chu Xiao's breath was immediately broken, and the extremely evil and cold breath of the zombies was as clear as a lighthouse in the dark night. Looking at the others, although Taoist Qianhe's breath was chaotic, fortunately he was not in danger of life, but the others suffered heavy casualties. Qianhe's four disciples were no longer alive, and the officers and soldiers who protected the young prince were also killed.
"This zombie is much more brutal than the zombie of Old Master Ren!" Chu Xiao secretly said in his heart. The stronger the royal zombie is, the better it will be for him. The stronger the evil spirit, the more helpful it will be for Bulong's zombification, and the greater the chance of success.
Chu Xiao pushed with one hand and put Simu down steadily. He turned his wrist and stepped on the corpse-suppressing talisman he had taken from Uncle Jiu. It appeared in his hand after he took it out from the storage ring.
Chu Xiao looked carefully and saw that the zombie was holding a guard in one hand, with its head tilted and biting the guard's neck, sucking his blood madly. The guard was trembling all over, and his body was visibly drying up. In a few breaths, he became a dried man, with all his blood sucked dry by the zombie.
"Senior Brother!? Brother Chu?! Why are you here?!" Taoist Qianhe fell to the ground. The glutinous rice bag beside him was empty. Two rows of black zombie scratches were clearly visible on his arms. The blood flowing out had turned black and purple. It was obvious that he had been poisoned by the corpse poison.
"Don't talk, leave the rest to Brother Chu! His strength..." Before the Taoist Simu finished speaking, Chu Xiao had already moved.
Dozens of corpse-suppressing talismans were thrown into the air, cutting through the air to form yellow shadows. Buzzing sounds were heard everywhere, and the corpse-suppressing talismans hit the zombies with extreme precision.
Crackling! The moment the zombie came into contact with the corpse-suppressing talisman, flames flickered, white smoke rose, and the corpse's qi and the talisman's power collided and exploded, extremely violently.
However, the corpse-suppressing talismans in Chu Xiao's hands are OK for dealing with ordinary zombies, but their power is really limited when dealing with royal zombies, which have been struck by lightning and have become spirits.
Dozens of corpse-suppressing talismans were cast, but not only did they fail to subdue the zombies, nor did they cause any substantial damage to them. They also attracted the zombies' attention, and they targeted Chu Xiao.
"Brother Chu! Be careful, this zombie has become a spirit, and ordinary talismans can't subdue it at all!" Taoist Qianhe hurriedly reminded him, fearing that Chu Xiao would underestimate the enemy and be killed by the zombie in one move, and then they would probably all die here.
"Don't worry, Junior Brother. Fellow Daoist Chu's strength is more than just this!" Taoist Simu comforted him, and took out a lot of glutinous rice to remove the poison for Taoist Qianhe.
"But" Taoist Qianhe was still a little worried and was about to speak out to remind someone.
Chu Xiao threw away the corpse-suppressing talisman in his hand, clenched his fists, stretched out his body, and ran straight towards the zombie.
"Brother! Not good! Fellow Daoist Chu is going to fight to the death with the zombies, stop him quickly!" Taoist Qianhe was horrified. The combat ability of zombies is not comparable to that of mortals. Even those who practice cultivation dare not fight against zombies. Chu Xiao's behavior at this moment is tantamount to seeking death.
"Junior brother, don't panic! I believe in Fellow Daoist Chu's strength."
"How can I believe it? Do you believe that he was eaten? If the zombies are fed, they won't eat us?" Taoist Qianhe had a look of despair on his face, feeling that he had really died here today.
But is the truth really as Taoist Qianhe expected
Boom! Just when Taoist Qianhe gave up hope, Chu Xiao was already close to the zombie, and his fist hit the zombie's chest firmly, making a loud sound of metal clashing.
The zombie, which was originally too strong to resist in the eyes of Taoist Qianhe, flew backwards like a kite with a short line and hit heavily against a waist-thick tree. The tree could not withstand the huge impact and broke with a sound, and the zombie's whole body rolled to the ground.
"What?!" Taoist Qianhe widened his eyes, his mouth was so big that two eggs could fit in it, and he had an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Brother Chu, you actually knocked the zombie away with one punch?!" Taoist Qianhe's worldview was refreshed. He found it hard to accept such a fact. What kind of flesh and blood could be capable of such great power? !
Can he actually knock zombies away with just one punch? !
The zombie was hit by Chu Xiao's punch and lost its train of thought. Its intelligence, which was originally low, couldn't figure out what had just happened. It stood up again instinctively, roared, and rushed towards Chu Xiao again.
Boom! Chu Xiao threw another punch in the air, hitting the zombie's shoulder hard. The whole zombie was stuck into the ground like a carrot, with its legs stuck in the wet mud.
Roar?! A flash of understanding flashed across the zombie's eyes, and a feeling of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.
The man in front of him had a strength that he could not resist at all.
The zombies already knew that they could not be a match for Chu Xiao, but at this moment they had been beaten into the ground, unable to go up or down, unable to defeat the opponent or escape.
The zombie has low intelligence, so the only way to express its fear is to let it fall to the ground and tremble continuously.
"Taoist Qianhe was speechless when he saw the zombie. This zombie, which had just been so arrogant and killed so many people, was now being carried underground and was actually starting to get scared.
"Brother! You slapped me. Did I get hallucinations because of the corpse poison? I was actually scared when I saw a zombie!"
Bang! The Taoist Simu slapped him hard, "Junior brother, you have to hold on. Don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep, you may not wake up!"
"No! Senior Brother! I'm already asleep! None of this is real." Taoist Qianhe said, and his eyes went dark and he passed out. Not only was it the corpse poison that attacked his heart, but he was also shocked by Chu Xiao's strength and fell into a coma.
Chu Xiao picked up the rope that tied the golden coffin, put a ring on it, and put it directly on the zombie. He lifted it up like a dog and said to Taoist Simu, "Fellow Taoist Simu, the zombie has been subdued. Let's go back!"
"Ah!" Taoist Simu looked at Chu Xiao carrying the trembling zombie, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly. This was the most violent corpse-catching scene he had ever seen since he started driving corpses.
How could this be dealing with the zombies that everyone fears? It was clearly just catching small animals like rabbits in the old forest!
Taoist Simu was also helpless, and wondered to himself when he would be able to have such terrifying strength as Brother Chu!
What have I accomplished? To what extent have I achieved this