Death QQ has always been something that scares Tang Long. He can't figure out where it comes from, why, or even how to choose his own. But there seems to be no regulation whether it can tell others its existence. When he moved his heart, there happened to be a guardian online and sent a message.

‘Master, can you tell others what we do?’

After waiting for a while, without replying, Tang Long gritted his teeth, handed over his phone, and said, "You can see it yourself."

"What are you looking at?" Fatty Lin flipped through his phone, looking confused.

"QQ!"

"Didn't you open your QQ?"

Tang Long was stunned and pointed to the interface of Death QQ, "What is this?"

"Display, you don't have any software open, how do I know what you want me to see?"

The bloody penguin on the Death QQ shook his head, as if he was silently mocking himself. Tang Long swallowed and spitted. The fat man couldn't see the interface of Death QQ. No wonder the guardian was not afraid of you revealing the information. Even if others heard it, they just thought it was crazy.

"Nothing."

"You haven't said yet, why do you want to catch ghosts?"

"You know, my hometown is in Sichuan," Tang Long found a random topic.

"I understand! Sichuan, Qingcheng, could your ancestors be the Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain, the kind who killed demons and eliminated demons?" Fatty Lin is the most capable of making up for a proof and evidence-based task that has not been implemented yet. He still believes it without doubt.

"Just know, keep it confidential." Tang Long said vaguely and staggered.

"I'll go, then you're a bunker!" Fatty Lin said with his eyes lit up, "What the hell will we deal with next?"

"There should be a zombie in this community," said Tang Long. There was only one zombie left in his basic mission and it was not solved.

"Zombies? Isn't this always a mission for the Taoist priests of Maoshan?"

"People, peers, and business are similar," Tang Long grinned: "Zombies are like ghosts, and they are afraid of sunlight, but the difference is that ghosts do not have a fixed shape and can shrink when dawn. Zombies have physical bodies. If such a big monster really appears, there is no reason why the residents of the community cannot find it. I have seen the floor plan of the entire Donglou community, and this place is the most suspicious!"

"sewer?"

"The sewer in our community was built in the 1980s and 1990s. It was not flood control at that time. It was built relatively large, so it was the only place that was best to hide."

"Are these boys' urine, chicken blood, etc. useful to ghosts and lethal to zombies?"

"have no idea."

"Why do you want to get two black donkey hooves? Is it a must-have weapon in tomb robbery novels useful?"

"have no idea."

"I'll go, then what do you know?"

"I bought twenty kilograms of glutinous rice."

"This thing works? Which Taoist priest did you hear?"

"Master Lin Zhengying."

"It's awesome to hear the name."

"Um."

"Lin Zhengying?! Not the one who made zombie films in Laogang?" After climbing to the sewer, Fatty Lin suddenly raised his voice.

"Yes, you know each other, too?"

"Then you should prepare a peach wood sword or something?" Fatty Lin said with a sad face.

"A peach tree that has been around for decades is more than 100,000 yuan, and I can't afford it."

“…”

The sewer is four or five meters wide, with small stone paths on both sides and sewage in the middle. I don’t know how many years it has not been cleaned. It is so dirty and stinky. Tang Long got his father’s old boots to wear, but Fatty Lin’s Kobe commemorative sneakers may be ruined.

"The signal here is not very good. I want to have a mobile phone flashlight." The darker and darker, the fat man suddenly said.

"It's okay, I'm ready!" Tang Long's hand lit up. It turned out to be an old flashlight with two large batteries, full of light, and I don't know where to turn it out from a corner of my house.

"The sewer will not be connected to the Yangtze River all the way, right?" After walking for about twenty minutes, Fatty Lin complained.

Two "puzzle, plop" sounds, two fat mice rushed out of the sewage, with small noses and small eyes, fur covered with mud, and small claws moved around, making the two scalp numb.

"Follow them!" Tang Long suddenly said.

"What?"

"I have seen an issue of the animal world. It has been said that this small animal has a strong memory and food refusal. If it has been attacked, it will avoid a certain place for a long time. As long as we chase it and go in the direction it does not go, we may find the zombie."

"Yes, evil things like zombies should be the nemesis of rats."

The two ran for a while and found that the two gutter rats only dared to walk to the right. They immediately had an idea and turned to the left. In a short while, they saw a figure lying on the ground, motionless and covered with green hair.

"I'll go, Green Hair Thriller, the movie says that this kind of zombie is the best to deal with!"

"I really want to become a sting, I don't dare to come," Tang Long murmured and touched it quietly.

This zombie was wearing the clothes of workers in the 1990s, the brown old cloth, the style of Zhongshan suit, four pockets on the front, the two hands were blue, black, the complexion was gloomy, and there were no teeth on the mouth, probably because of insufficient Taoism.

Close his eyes and his chest was floating and sinking, "Is this sleeping?" Fatty Lin asked in his mouth.

"Let it go!" Tang Long winked, his two pockets opened at the same time, and the white and bright glutinous rice was scattered together, covering the entire zombie's body.

"Is it useful?" Seeing that there was no strange noise, Fatty Lin asked in a low voice.

"Roar—" With a strange scream, the green-haired slap turned over and looked forward with empty eyes.

"I'm going, it's useless!" Fatty Lin screamed.

"Run!" Tang Long was also scared and sweated. The two ran for hundreds of meters. When they looked back, they saw that the green-haired zombie was lowering their heads, squatting with their backs to them, chewing glutinous rice, without any intention of chasing them.

"This zombie hasn't eaten for many years. She is hungry and eats uncooked food." Fatty Lin said when he saw that there was no danger.

"The glutinous rice is useless!" Tang Long scratched his head.

"I'll just talk to you and make some bloody things." Fatty Lin looked hindsighted.

“There is no bloody sale in the vegetable market.”

"Dog meat restaurant!"

"The dog in the dog meat shop has been killed and shaved. How do I know if he gave it a black or yellow dog blood?"

The two of them had a bickering for a while, but there was still no way.

"If it really doesn't work, just lead him to the sewer and shine on the sunlight. Are the monsters and monsters all afraid of this thing?"

"Good idea, you can lead it."

"Fatty, I have always been a warrior. I'll leave this kind of trivial matter to you."

As soon as he did a serious business, Fatty Lin suddenly became timid. After all, it was his own business. Tang Long gritted his teeth, held the bone-clearing knife, held the flashlight, and touched it.

"Fatty, you climb up first, close the cover of the manhole first, and I will open it again, so as not to scare the green hair zombie away."

"Okay, be careful," there is no need for too many stingy words between the best friends.

Tang Long quietly touched the back of the zombie, and the bone-clearing knife in his hand suddenly penetrated, as if it was inserted into a dead tree, and a stream of black smoke emerged.

The green-haired zombie turned around suddenly, scaring Tang Long to run away. The zombie was like in the movie, with her hands stretched out and jumped to chase after her.

‘Damn, I didn’t run so fast in the movie!’ Tang Long cursed in his heart. In just ten seconds, his family would tend to be caught up.

He quickly turned on the flashlight and shone backwards. The green-haired stern suddenly slowed down and screamed "ah woo woo woo", as if it was very uncomfortable. Seeing this, Tang Long quickly turned off the light and scared it away.

The zombie has no IQ and sees that there is no annoying light, so she chases it again.

As he escaped and chased, Tang Long used the flashlight as an evil-killing thing from time to time, and finally ran to the exit. There was a ladder made of steel bars on the wall ahead.

Since Tang Long went to school, he hadn't run so hard for many years. His lungs were panting like a bellows, his legs seemed to be filled with cement, and his eyes were blurred.

Just as he was about to climb up, Fatty Lin shouted anxiously: "Dear, squat down!"

Out of trust, Tang Long just bent down when he heard a loud noise in front of him, and a steel bar was bent by the green-haired arm!

‘So exaggerated!’ Tang Long was sweating profusely, crawling and rolling, slipping away from the side, and the green-haired zombie jumped and followed.

"Don't run away. Leave the underside of the manhole cover, the sunlight will not shine on it!"

"If you don't run away, your life will be gone! This zombie is so powerful!" Tang Long replied, "The power must have passed thirty o'clock." He thought so in his heart.

The authorities were confused and the bystanders were clear. Fatty Lin observed the zombie for a while and suddenly said, "It seems that it can't squat down. Do you want to crawl and try it?"

Tang Long was chased and had no strength to do it. He quickly squatted down. As the fat man said, the joints of the zombie seemed to be stiff and could only move back and forth, left and right, and bend up and down. There was no way to see Tang Long moving forward in a planar manner.

‘No wonder this green-haired zombie can appear in the trial mission. It is strong and has great strength, but the disadvantages are also obvious. If the newcomer does not have a certain degree of observation and escapes or fights, he will have died long ago and cannot die anymore. Fortunately, I have a fat man...’

"Be careful that it stomps you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the green hair leaped two meters high and stepped down heavily. If it was stepped firmly, it would inevitably be broken.

Tang Long quickly rolled over and avoided. Although it was covered in dirty water, smelly and disgusting, his life was saved.

With this rogue approach, it finally led to the exit again.

"Drive quickly!"

Fatty Lin suddenly lifted the cover of the manhole, and the sunlight at noon was hitting the green-haired zombie's body, and suddenly a stream of evil spirits overflowed. The zombie screamed in pain, and pustules appeared on her skin.
To be continued...