Tales of the Supernatural

Chapter 443: [441] Tang Monk’s flesh

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"Are you okay?" Li Mingyao asked with concern. I touched my neck and asked, "How long did he suck me?"

"It's been almost ten seconds. Brother Mingde was turned into a mummy in just three or four seconds. How come you are fine? Is your blood not tasty?" Li Mingyao looked at my neck, frowned, and asked, "Why is it black?"

"There's something wrong with my blood. Let's go check on the zombie." I didn't think much about why I didn't die. Maybe it was because of the special reason of my blood. Anyway, it's a good thing that I didn't die. I looked up at the zombie and saw that it was shaking all over. Even Li Shigao, who was starting the formation, slowed down and looked at the zombie's reaction distractedly.

At this time, the zombie was shaking constantly, and none of us dared to approach him. Suddenly, the zombie knelt on the ground, raised his hands above his head, and began to howl.

“Woo!”

"Zombie worshiping the moon! He is going to advance, this is unscientific!" Li Shigao's eyes almost popped out and he turned to us and said, "Be reasonable, call all the disciples guarding the mountain gate to come up. Even if we have to sacrifice all our Maoshan disciples, we can't let him leave Maoshan, otherwise there will be chaos in the world."

Just as Li Shigao finished speaking, a full moon suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and it was slowly turning red. Damn, I was really scared. No way, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky and earth like this? How powerful is this guy

Mingli nodded and ran out quickly, while Li Shigao moved even faster, with a serious look on his face. No, it should be said that he was regretful because he was careless and was about to create a very fierce monster. At this time, Li Mingyao looked at me in confusion and said, "Is yours Tang Monk meat? I started to advance after drinking your blood?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I don't think he's a good person." I was stunned when I said that. I turned to look at Li Mingyao and said, "What did you say about me?"

"Tang Monk's meat, what's wrong?" Li Mingyao looked at me and asked.

I looked at the zombie in front of me and suddenly understood why those fox demons wanted this magic blood. Damn it, drinking my blood can advance to the next level. Damn it, I'm done. If this matter is made public, I don't know how many demons will come to find me. I think most of these demons now only know that magic blood can make people crazy. Maybe only a few people in the fox tribe know about it. I suddenly felt relieved. Such a good thing must be enjoyed by the fox tribe alone. It is impossible to share it with other demons, so they will not announce this matter. But what I am curious about at this time is why they don't just rob such a good thing, but just persuade them at the beginning? Is it really because Mr. Hu San has a friendship with the master? If there is a gay relationship, it will definitely be robbed directly. It's really strange. [-

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But now seems to be not the time for me to think about whether I am Tang Monk's flesh. If we don't deal with the zombie in front of us now, none of us will be able to get out of the mountain. I know how powerful the red-eyed zombies are. We can see that Hanba was seriously injured but still managed to fight with the army for a whole night and escape unscathed. However, this zombie may have just turned into a zombie, and there is a difference between Hanba and ordinary zombies, so it can be concluded that this zombie cannot be abnormal, it is just powerful.

At this time, strange phenomena gradually appeared. A red spot of light floated down from the moon in the sky and floated into the body of the zombie. Gradually, this zombie made me feel very depressed and stuffy.

"Mingyao, go get the Qiankun mirror from my room, quickly!" Li Shigao yelled at Li Mingyao. Li Mingyao nodded quickly, turned around and ran. I saw that it was not a good idea for me to be alone here, so I asked Li Shigao, "Old Li, what should I do?"

"Just be careful. These zombies will definitely finish worshipping the moon at midnight, and then they will start killing people. If they are ordinary zombies that have been upgraded to red-eyed zombies, I will endure it and let them leave. After all, they won't kill people indiscriminately. But my master is different. His brain has been attacked by corpse poison. He has no consciousness anymore and can only kill people everywhere. If I let him get out, there will definitely be a massacre." Li Shigao said seriously.

I nodded. I no longer had any thoughts of running away. It wasn't that I had a guilty conscience, but I felt that being a little cunning was enough at ordinary times. However, when it came to something that involved the deaths of many people, I couldn't back down even if it meant death.

Then the atmosphere gradually became tense. Li Shigao seemed to have completed the formation. The Tai Chi Bagua diagram on the ground kept flashing red light, but it did not attack the zombie. According to Li Shigao, even if zombies were creatures favored by God, they were immortal and powerful. And zombies worshiping the moon was an upgrade of zombies, a sublimation. Anyone who disturbed the zombies' upgrade would be punished by thunder from God, so they could only wait for it to finish worshiping the moon and then destroy it.

At about 11:20, the Maoshan disciples also came up, and each of them changed into green Taoist robes. There were about forty of them, all of them were around 25 to 40 years old. They should be the elite among the elites of Maoshan. At this time, each of them sat cross-legged. At this time, Mingle and Mingli got a large number of peach wood swords from somewhere, and each of them held one. As for my thousand-year-old peach wood sword, I threw it back to Li Shigao. Li Shigao told me that this peach wood sword requires a mantra, and only the head of the sect knew it. He didn't tell me at the time, so I couldn't use its power. Later, I also went to Mingle to get a peach wood sword.

Then time passed by minute by minute. At about eleven fifty, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties suddenly walked out from the dead woods. He looked tough and was wearing a yellow Taoist robe. Li Mingyao, who was sitting next to me, changed his face when he saw the middle-aged man and wanted to rush towards him. I suddenly remembered Li Shigao's instructions and wanted to hold Li Mingyao back, but failed. The middle-aged man was talking to Li Shigao. Li Mingyao rushed forward and punched the man in the face, but the middle-aged man slapped him in the face with a crisp sound, and knocked Li Mingyao to the ground.

"Is there any son in the world who beats his father? You beast!" The middle-aged man roared, which made me stop in my tracks when I saw Li Mingyao being beaten and wanted to rush over to help. This man is Li Mingyao's father