How would you feel if a person who had been dead for a long time suddenly fell to the ground in front of you
The group of people in front of me were very good, like Russell performing a word.
Shit and piss.
Everyone ran away in panic. Some felt their legs go limp and they collapsed to the ground, but some were still using their hands to crawl on the ground.
Russell sighed and couldn't help but feel emotional. With such a mental state, he still came over to watch the fun.
Hey, this inherited talent is really interesting.
People don’t dare to live in haunted houses, but murder scenes are more and more lively than each other.
Uncle Jiu was also startled, not because of anything else, but because he was scared by the little kid.
For Taoists, there is one piece of knowledge that is well known, that is, anyone bitten by a zombie will become a zombie.
But this was too fast, and it was broad daylight, with the sun shining brightly.
Uncle Jiu looked at the sky. It was covered with dark clouds and the wind was blowing coldly. It seemed like it would rain soon.
He immediately took back his words. Even though there was no sun and the sky was covered with dark clouds, the speed of transforming into zombies was a bit too fast.
"Master, is he still alive?"
"ah?"
Russell's words were like a wake-up call, and Uncle Jiu looked at the little baby in disbelief.
I used my hands to explore and turned the baby left and right, and found that he was no longer breathing. His teeth had grown out of his mouth, but his body was moving.
This is clearly a zombie.
"ah!"
The little zombie moved slowly, his nose moving constantly, as if he smelled Uncle Jiu's fingers at his mouth.
The blood of a monk is more fragrant than the body odor of a young girl.
The little zombie immediately sat up straight, hugged Uncle Jiu's arm, and gnawed, gnawing for a long time, but failed to bite through Uncle Jiu's Taoist robe.
That silly look made Russell laugh out loud. It was so funny that he had already recognized what this little thing was.
Uncle Jiu’s other son, the little zombie!
It looks so cute and silly, but now that I see it, it is really interesting.
Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched as well. It was the first time he saw such a weak zombie. He felt embarrassed and slapped it to death.
The little zombie bit for a long time, its eyes dazed, and its cute look made the remaining people who didn't run away feel relieved.
As if realizing that Uncle Jiu was not someone to be trifled with, he stood up shakily, scaring away a large group of people.
Only Russell stood there. The little zombie staggered towards him and opened its mouth, looking ferocious.
It’s just a pity that there are no fangs in his little mouth, but there seem to be two small canine teeth.
Russell stretched out his hand and placed it directly on the little zombie's forehead. The little zombie kept jumping there, and even with his arms stretched out, he couldn't touch his body.
He couldn't help feeling proud in his heart. See, this is the advantage of height.
Before Russell could feel proud of himself, the little zombie squatted on the ground, covered his eyes with his hands, and started crying.
Russell: …
Uncle Nine: …
"Hey, what is this?"
Uncle Jiu thought he was knowledgeable and had been exorcising demons for many years, but he still felt a headache when he saw a little thing like this.
If it was an ordinary zombie with no intelligence sucking human blood, Uncle Jiu would have just slapped it and buried it in peace.
But looking at the crying little zombie in front of him, it is clearly intelligent!
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell and asked, "What do you think?"
"It should be the zombie that was sucking my blood yesterday. I scared it away when it was halfway through."
Russell couldn't help but sigh, it was really a coincidence that the little zombie was born in such a miraculous way.
Looking at this cute and silly little thing, Russell suddenly had a bad idea in his mind. He decided to take him in as his little brother, which would make his life much more interesting.
He immediately instigated Uncle Jiu, "Master, why don't you take in this little zombie?"
"Take in zombies?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head violently, "How is that possible? How can a Taoist priest raise zombies? You must be joking."
"Can Taoist priests raise ghosts?"
"Hiss, let me think about it."
Uncle Jiu looked at the little zombie and suddenly felt a little touched.
He felt bad about letting this little thing die, after all, there was a supernatural being involved.
If we let him go, if something unexpected happens and he sucks other people's blood, it will cause harm to others.
When he thought of Mao Shanming, who had a bad heart, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, Uncle Jiu set his sights on the little zombie.
It seems that you don’t have to worry so much about raising a thing like this.
At this moment, there was a thunder in the sky, and the frightened little zombie fell to the ground, hid under Uncle Jiu's Taoist robe, and covered his ears and trembled.
“It’s going to rain!”
Russell slowly raised his head, looking at the dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and suddenly a very good idea came to his mind.
"Master, take the little zombie back first. I have something to do."
"What?"
"Smash the darkness with thunder!"
Uncle Nine: …
Why does little Russell often say strange things
Under the gaze of Uncle Nine and the people around him, Russell slowly opened his arms, and crackling sounds came from his body.
Bright lightning snakes kept jumping out from his body, crackling like firecrackers.
"What's this?"
"Thunder!"
"Oh my god, lightning came out of him."
"God, absolutely a god!"
Thunder, the mighty power between heaven and earth, blinded everyone's eyes as soon as it appeared. The sudden power was so overwhelming that they dared not breathe loudly.
It seemed that the next moment, lightning struck them, shocking them to death.
Under the gaze of everyone, Russell's whole body was emitting white light, with lightning and thunder interlacing. He flew directly from the ground into the sky, flying higher and higher.
He directly entered the ink-like dark cloud, where lightning like water columns kept crisscrossing and countless lightning snakes were examining all living beings with roars.
Uncle Jiu watched quietly, but his heart was deeply shocked.
This kid actually mastered the Lightning Thunder Fist to perfection overnight!
It's simply a monster!
He suddenly understood Russell's next move, so he bent down, stretched out his hands, and skillfully carried the little zombie on his shoulders, just like when he carried little Russell while shopping.
"Go home quickly. It will rain soon and Jiuquan Town will be clean."
Uncle Jiu walked away step by step, and everyone hurriedly made way for him, their eyes filled with fanaticism and respect.
This is the master of the gods, the gods of Jiuquan Town!
After an unknown amount of time, the streets were completely empty and a mighty voice came from the sky, shocking everyone.
"Use thunder to shatter the darkness!"
Boom!!!
The thunder in the sky was as dense as a rainstorm, turning into arcs and falling towards Jiuquan Town.
The extremely strong and masculine thunder intertwined in the air like a huge net, covering everything densely without any gaps.
"ah!!"
"No!!"
“Damn it!!”
"don't want!!"
“Who is it!!”
“Asshole!!”
"I was wrong!!"
"Stop it, stop it now!!"
"I'm a good ghost!!"
The entire Jiuquan Town was trembling with fear. There was thunder outside and cold winds whistling. They heard all kinds of ghost cries and wolves howling, which made them shudder.
Russell was suspended in the sky with an indifferent look in his eyes, and the thunder fell down in waves as if it was free.
In his eyes, there is no place for ghosts, zombies, and monsters to hide. At this moment, he is the God of Thunder!
In the charity cemetery, the little zombie was shivering in the corner, holding his head with his hands. He got a jar from somewhere and covered his head with it, as if this gave him a sense of security.
Uncle Jiu stood in the yard, looking at the small figure flashing with lightning in the dark sky, and didn't know what to say.
"Hiss, how many waves are there already?"
Uncle Jiu calculated with his fingers and thought, haha, he was talking about doing good deeds for little Russell yesterday, but looking at it now, he is almost surpassing him.
Retire today!
Uncle Jiu glanced at the little zombie in the corner and couldn't help sighing, "I'd better just keep raising zombies. Little Russell, I can't raise them anymore."
Look at the way he looks, sighing and groaning as if he is very proud of himself.
What's with that upturned corner of your mouth
ps: Thanks to the leader Zhuyeshan, and thanks to all readers for their subscriptions and monthly tickets. I will try my best to update and write more chapters tomorrow.
I have written nearly 8,900 words today, and the scenes of showing off are easier to write.