It is not surprising to see small rice dumplings in ancient tombs. It was a cruel burial tradition in ancient feudal society. After the death of a person of status, boys and girls would be buried with him. Later, paper people replaced them.
Seeing the two little zongzi about to pounce on Zhang Jinsheng, I lost my temper. Although this bastard was hateful, I couldn't just stand by and watch him die. So I threw out two copper coins, which were timely. At the moment when they pounced on Zhang Jinsheng, I hit the two little zongzi on the forehead. They retreated quickly in pain.
Zhang Jinsheng was not paralyzed by fear. He got up from the ground with a scream and turned around to run back. But the two little zongzi jumped up again and failed to catch up with him. They landed on the ground with a thud and jumped up again. The second time they caught up with him, I didn't wait for the little zongzi to stretch out its claws. I threw two copper coins in succession, beat them back, and turned on the headlight.
"Get out quickly." I shook my head and said to Zhang Jinsheng who was running up to me.
The bastard looked at me in surprise, then said nothing and slipped through the crack of the door with a pale face. Two little dumplings followed me with a "ta-ta" sound. I hurriedly gave them the remaining four copper coins in my hand and forced them away. I was about to go out, but I didn't expect that the bastard Zhang Jinsheng had closed the door from the outside!
I was so angry that I really wanted to hand this thing to Xiao Zongzi myself and watch him get ravaged. He is such a heartless person.
I used all my strength to open the door from the inside a little, and as I was trying to get out, a little zongzi grabbed my clothes from the back. I knocked on its claws with my backhand, but it didn't work, and another little zongzi grabbed my left shoulder instead. Although they were small, they were more than twice as strong as me, not to mention there were two of them, so I was pulled back in an instant.
They didn't attack me right away, but threw me out onto a pile of corpses. My bones were almost broken, making crackling sounds, and the pain was so severe that beads of sweat were dripping from my forehead.
Then guess what, the two little bastards turned around and closed the door, then came bouncing over. Fuck, you think the little zombies have intelligence, they want to beat the dog behind closed doors. Fuck, why did you call yourself a dog
I was shocked. There was no talisman to suppress corpses, and no sticky rice. How could I play this game? I would rather let them kill me. Just as I was shocked, I looked down and saw a copper coin sword, a piece of sticky rice, and a ball of red rope among the pile of broken bones under my body!
I was so happy that I almost jumped up. I grabbed the copper coin sword, made some magic gestures, and waved it a few times to force the small dumplings away. Then I grabbed the glutinous rice and threw it at them.
Seeing the sticky rice sprinkled on them, I thought they would definitely run away in a panic with black smoke all over their bodies. Unexpectedly, the two little bastards "clicked" and opened an oilcloth umbrella to block all the sticky rice. The sticky rice was sprinkled all over my face, and I wanted to die. You said you have seen many zombies, including white zombies, but you have never seen one with such high intelligence.
I blinked my eyes, I didn't see clearly where the umbrella came from. A soulless Zongzi would usually only follow the vitality of a person to chase and kill, how could it know to close the door and hold an umbrella? Unless it turned into a Ba!
Could they be two little drought demons? I feel like crying. No wonder so many Yin-Yang masters died in the tomb. Even sticky rice and corpse-suppressing talismans don't work. What's the point of playing this
"Kacha" the umbrella was folded up, and I saw the boy on the left put the umbrella into his belt, and jumped up with the girl on the right, flying towards me. I was still lying on the ground, with corpses all around me. It was like I had dug a hole in the pile of corpses, and I was trapped in it. I couldn't hide even if I wanted to.
Then I used the red rope. I picked up the ball of red rope and quickly unfolded it, wrapping it around their outstretched claws. Two wisps of black smoke suddenly appeared, and the two little guys grimaced in pain and squeaked. I waved my hand to the side, intending to sprinkle a handful of glutinous rice on them while they fell to the ground, and then wrap the red rope around their necks, twisting them hard, and their heads would move.
But plans can never keep up with changes, and the red rope broke.
This damn red rope, who knows how many years, has been corroded and has no bones, and it broke with such a light pull. But I took the opportunity to climb up, holding the copper coin sword and stood up from the corpse pit, and ran forward in panic. Damn, I ran in the wrong direction and arrived at the door of the tomb.
The two doors closed without any wind, and I almost hit my head. I turned around quickly and found two little bastards jumping on the pile of bones and following behind me as if they were walking on flat ground. I jumped up with all my strength, jumped over their claws, turned a somersault, and tapped the ground with the copper coin sword, using the force to rush forward a long distance.
But he inevitably stepped on several piled-up corpses when he landed, making a crackling sound. When he pulled his leg out, he found a talisman on his foot, which was a corpse-suppressing talisman!
It was a special talisman used by corpse-carrying people in western Hunan. When I saw it, I was so happy that I grabbed it in my hand and sealed one of them. I would think of other ways to seal the remaining one.
At this moment, I heard a heart-wrenching scream outside the door. I was startled. It sounded like Zhang Jinsheng's voice. Could he have been killed? Two little dumplings followed me, and there was also a dead ghost. If I killed Zhang Jinsheng and the dead ghost came to help, I would probably die. No, I had to escape from this damn place quickly.
I looked back at the hole on the top of the tomb. It was too high. It was easy to get down from there, but it was impossible to climb up. I decided to deal with the two little bastards first. I had no choice but to run to the place where there was sticky rice, grab a handful, and run to the door again.
When I turned, the little zongzi was not able to move smoothly. IQ is IQ, but zombies have flaws in jumping and turning is their biggest taboo. I opened the door and was about to slip out, but I was so unlucky that a figure from outside bumped into me. I was almost killed and fell on my back. The figure even lay on top of me, using me as a meat cushion.
"Who?" I asked in surprise.
"It's me, Zhang Jinsheng." Damn it, this bastard is not dead yet, but he killed me. He was covered in blood, with an obvious scar on his neck, and blood was flowing out from there like a fountain.
I was about to push him away when I saw a thick black gas rushing in from the door and rushing towards us. I quickly dipped some blood from Zhang Jinsheng's neck, wiped it on the copper coin sword with my finger, and shouted loudly: "With one blow of the magic sword, all the ghosts will collapse. Hurry up and obey the command!" The copper coin sword went around Zhang Jinsheng's neck and thrust upward.
This damned devil deserved his bad luck, he had come to the door on his own initiative, not noticing that there was a Heavenly Master under Zhang Jinsheng. Moreover, the blood-stained copper coin sword had greatly increased its power, and although it did not pierce his spiritual orifice, but only pierced his lower abdomen, it also made him scream in agony!