Guangxi, Taiping Prefecture, Tengteng Town.
Half a month ago, a red light fell from the sky and fell into the town. A group of zombies of unknown origin followed and bit people when they saw them. Some zombies even didn't let go of domestic animals such as chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs. An unsuspecting disaster broke out, like an earthquake, which brought an almost devastating blow to Tengteng Town!
Young and strong young people in the town fled overnight with anger and fear, but one out of ten. The elderly, women and children with inconvenience in their legs and feet and weak bodies were buried in the corpse mouths, and their resentment surged, which caused the environment here to change drastically, with bleak clouds and evil spirits surging. Even if you stand outside the town in broad daylight, you can feel the cold air hundreds of meters apart, which makes your spine cool.
Yan Wuya, who claimed to be a scholar after Kunlun and the descendant of Yan Chixia, took four Taoist priests to lie on the wall outside the town, looking into the distance, wherever they entered, there were corpses everywhere, bones were piled up, countless mosquitoes and flies buzzing, and the fierce wind with blood and scent of corpses came to his face, causing everyone to frown.
"Brother Dao, the zombie who can spontaneously kill and cause the world to change color must be the golden armor corpse. With the strength of the five of us, rushing up is a dish!" At this time, a thin Taoist with a goatee turned his head and looked at Yan Wuya and whispered.
Yan Wuya looked firm and righteous: "It's blue sky and sunny now. Even if the golden-armored corpse can wake up from dormancy, 100% of its strength may not be able to even 50% of its strength. Those zombies with low strength cannot help it, so we will not be besieged by many zombies. So, this moment is the best time for us to take action, and this trip is far from the danger you imagined."
The goatee exhaled gently, but his panicked heart was not calmed by these words: "I understand, but what if?"
Yan Wuya shook his head: "We monks are chivalrous and righteous, punish evil and eliminate evil. They are not allowed to look forward to the front and not be afraid of the front and protect their lives. Even if there is any possibility, they are just sacrificing their lives for justice and dying."
Goatee: "…"
You are noble, you are righteous, you are amazing.
You are willing to sacrifice your life for justice, just die.
If you are so noble, can you please die by yourself?
Or...If you want to die, don't hold us!!
"I suddenly remembered that there was another more important thing that needed to be dealt with immediately..." Under Yan Wuya's increasingly hot eyes, Goathu said in a naive manner, turned around and jumped off the wall.
Yan Wuya was stunned and subconsciously tried to keep him, but in the end he just opened his mouth without making any sound.
Believing in justice does not mean that the situation is unknown, and character does not mean that the stupidity and dullness are not.
He knows everything, and he knows what can be said and what cannot be said.
"Where are you?" Jingjing watched the goat beard go away, Yan Wuya exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the other three.
"After he said this, I remembered it too..." A Taoist priest jumped off the wall, lowered his head, and bowed guiltily: "Brother Dao, there is still my mother waiting in my family, and I must rush back before dark."
Yan Wuya said murmuredly: "I understand, Taoist Master Hengshou please give me a gift."
Taoist Master Hengshou glanced at him with complicated eyes and waved his hand and left.
"I didn't remember anything important, but it's true that I didn't want to take risks." Before Taoist Master Hengshou could walk away, another Taoist jumped off the wall.
Yan Wuya's cheek twitched, and he raised his eyes to look at the last colleague: "Xingbai, you are the only one left, are you leaving or staying?"
Sun Xingbai sighed: "Wuya, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I always think that when we encounter zombies of the level of golden armor corpse, the first thing we need to do is to go back and bring reinforcements. The rash action is undoubtedly to hit the stone with eggs, which is very unwise..."
Yan Wuya raised his right hand and lowered his eyes and said, "Go, no need to say anything more."
Sun Xingbai looked at him deeply, clasped his fists and said, "Take care."
Yan Wuya was speechless, and when the people around him were all separated, he couldn't help but sigh: "The world is rising and falling, but people's hearts are not the same. When personal selfishness overshadows the chivalrous courage, in the future, I am afraid that the right is not the right, evil is not the evil, there is no light of the right path, and there is no prosperity of the right path."
"As long as evil is still there, justice will never disappear." At this moment, Qin Yao happened to come here with Mi Nianying and heard the other party's last sigh clearly.
"It's you?" A strange color flashed across Yan Wuya's face.
From such a self-deprecating evil way, he heard such positive and upright mottos, not only did he not be inspired by the rules, but he even felt full of incongruity.
"It's me." Qin Yao chuckled: "Mr. Yan, long time no see."
Yan Wuya nodded silently, glanced at Nian Ying secretly, and said in a low tone: "You probably didn't come to hunt zombies, are you?"
"How can I see it?" Qin Yao gradually curled his smile.
He has never had the habit of putting a hot face on his cold butt.
Yan Wuya pointed at Mi Nianying and said, "I have never seen anyone beat zombies and carry a bottle of oil. If there is a slight accident, she will turn into zombies' food."
"She is not a burden!" Looking at Mi Nianying's embarrassing look, her smile was very reluctant, and Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
From Yan Wuya's perspective, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it, but no matter how you think about it, it would be a big problem to say this in front of the two of you.
Who do you look down on?
"What does it mean?" Yan Wuya said in surprise: "Don't you really plan to take her to fight zombies with you, are you?"
"Mr. Yan must be here to hunt zombies, right?" Qin Yao asked back.
Yan Wuya said calmly: "I formed a bureau and brought four helpers. After seeing that there were suspected golden armored corpses in Tengteng Town, the four helpers left clean."
"Mr. Yan wants to leave too?" Qin Yao asked.
Yan Wuya pulled out the long sword behind him, held the handle with both hands, and touched the ground with the tip of the sword. A masterful demeanor rushed to his face: "Yan is not the kind of person who is greedy for life and fears death."
Qin Yao: “…”
At this moment, he suddenly understood what the other party was sighing about just now. It turned out that the light of the righteous way in his eyes was extinguished here!
But the more Qin Yao thought about it, the more wrong it became.
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how……
You have to die in front of you to be considered a hero who sacrifices his life for justice?
Suddenly, the difference between the Virgin and the Virgin bitch jumped into my mind...
Don’t brag or black, this righteous descendant of Kunlun is very similar to the legendary Virgin bitch!
"I don't have time to waste it." Seeing Qin Yao's face becoming more and more weird, Yan Wuya, who was worried about the fact that there were troubles, immediately spoke: "Do you want to act with me?"
"It's okay to act together." Qin Yao said decisively: "In addition, how about adding another lottery?"
"What's the lottery?"
"Make a bet, use the zombie fangs as evidence to see which of us kills more zombies and is stronger!" Qin Yao pursed his lips, and his sharp eyes pierced the other party's pupils: "As for bets... I'm interested in the magic sword in your hand."
Yan Wuya's hands holding the hilt tightened slightly, and said in a solemn voice: "This sword is the treasure of my Kunlun lineage, and it cannot be used as a bet!"
"If you are afraid of losing, just say it. What kind of treasure is it to inheritance!" Unexpectedly, Qin Yao sneered at this, reached into his arms, took out a copper coin sword with a faint golden light, and waved the golden light: "My magic sword is not inferior to your magic sword, right? Is it enough to bet?"
"It's definitely enough, but I still say the same thing, inheritance is the treasure, and you can't bet on it." Yan Wuya gently raised the magic sword in his hand and said solemnly.
Qin Yao chuckled: "If you are so afraid of losing, how about I give you three teeth?"
Yan Wuya: "..."
"You are sure you can win?" After a long silence, Yan Wuya looked up at the suit thug in front of him, who looked like an iron tower.
"Not sure. But it's just because of suspense that it's exciting, right?" Qin Yao reached out and patted his top, graceful.
Yan Wuya thought about it and then thought, but finally shook his head and said, "The bet is OK, but the bet is not OK. It is better to change the bet to a condition like this. The winner is qualified to give the loser a condition that does not violate morality and does not humiliate the original intention. As long as these conditions meet the above two needs, the loser must fully cooperate."
Qin Yao laughed: "There is a question. If I win and ask for your magic sword, is it contrary to morality and is it considered humiliating your true intention?"
Yan Wuya: "..."
"Why are you determined to ask for my magic sword?"
Qin Yao pointed at Mi Nianying and said lightly: "I think this sword is more suitable for her."
Yan Wuya: "???"
How could an ordinary mortal have more suitable skills than him if he uses a magic sword?
It's simply ridiculous.
He did not understand the logical relationship here, but Mi Nianying, as the person involved, was deeply touched.
She could see that Qin Yao was protecting his shortcomings.
He asked for the magic sword with determination, but the response was the same "delay bottle"!
What qualifications do a swordsman who loses his sword have to blame others for not being able to do so?
"Okay, I agree!" Yan Wuya glanced at Mi Nianying who was looking at Qin Yao, and in a daze, guessed part of the truth. A burst of anger came from the liver and went upwards, causing his scalp to become numb and hot.
No matter how good the temper or the upright person has, it is difficult for him to accept becoming a tool for winning favorable feelings.
"Give me your hand." Qin Yao raised his right hand at Mi Nianying.
Thanks to his protection just now, Mi Nianying really couldn't refuse. She paused slightly, then raised her left hand and handed it to his big hand.
Qin Yao held her boneless little hand, led her to the wall, and kicked her in the middle of the wall.
"boom!"
The soles of the feet filled with true energy are like shells, and a large hole is simply and roughly opened on the wall. With the big hole as the center, deep cracks spread around at an extremely fast speed.
Yan Wuya, who was riding on the wall, cursed inwardly, jumped off the wall and flipped into the town. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he saw the wall in front of him collapsed. The wind brought about by the falling stones rolled up smoke and dust, instantly submerged his body.
Yan Wuya: "..."
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you in advance." Qin Yao pulled Mi Nianying over the Waste Stone and said apologetically.
Yan Wuya wiped his face with his hands and said expressionlessly: "Go away quickly, there is not much time left for us..."
Soon after.
The three of them came to a dark red two-story building. Looking around, they saw coffins placed in the first floor hall. Straws of corpse energy kept floating out of the gaps in the coffin, causing the cold air in the hall to accumulate like an ice cellar.
"The quantitative change has produced a qualitative change, which is a little troublesome." Qin Yao reached out and felt the temperature in the hall, and his eyes were slightly condensed.
"What does it mean?" Mi Nianying asked curiously.
Qin Yao pointed to the coffins and explained: "Under normal circumstances, even in a room without sunlight, zombies will not wake up during the day.
But the corpse gas in this room is too heavy, which invisibly provides innate conditions for the zombies to recover, forming an abnormal situation.
If we don't go in, they can wake up, but they won't.
But if we go in, it is like throwing a piece of barbecue into a hungry wolf pack, and even if they close their eyes, they will smell the fragrance and wake up..."
As he said that, he let go of the other party's palm and instructed: "You stay at the door and wait for me to come back."
Mi Nianying nodded heavily, staring at him with a brilliant gaze as he strode into the room, smashed the solid coffin with bare hands, held the copper coin sword in his hand tightly, aimed at the zombie who suddenly opened his eyes in the dilapidated coffin, and sealed the throat with one sword!
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The lid of a coffin exploded, and zombies wearing robes and flower feathers on their heads, raised their arms and jumped out of the coffin and killed two living people in the room.
"Crack."
Qin Yao quickly broke a fang of the zombie in the coffin, turned around and kicked a zombie that tried to pounce on him, slapped him in the face of a zombie that was rushing towards him in the air, and pulled him to the ground.
A zombie roared, spitting black fog in her mouth, holding up her dark nails, and stabbing like a gun.
"Bang!"
Qin Yao dodged and staggered the zombie with a big game. Then, without waiting for the other party to fall, he quickly grabbed the other party's long hair and pulled it back hard, revealing the roaring zombie's cheeks.
"Damn, your bad breath is really amazing." Qin Yao pulled his head away, pinched a zombie's fang with his right hand, and broke off the teeth as he struggled desperately.
Mi Nianying: “…”
Yan Wuya secretly followed this place: "..."
Seeing this, several zombies who were planning to rush towards Qin Yao paused and froze directly in place.
It's good too.
It's better to be a zombie.
This is the first time they have seen someone breaking the fangs of zombies with bare hands!
Too cruel.
Too cruel.
This guy is even more zombie than a zombie, even more demon than a demon, and can he be considered a human??
Qin Yao had no intention of taking anything else into consideration, put the fangs in his pocket, and raised his hand to pull the other fangs of the zombie in front of him.
Zombies don’t feel pain, but their two fangs are the essence of the whole body. Therefore, in the movie, Uncle Jiu said that zombies without fangs will be ruined.
At this moment, when the only fang he left was about to lose, the zombie was really frightened, whimpering, as if crying, and suddenly blinded Qin Yao...
damn it!
Chapter completed!