Chapter 245: It's not that the enemy does not meet
"Shi Po!!!"
I gritted my teeth and shouted, but Shi Po closed the door behind her back and walked out of the yard without looking back.
"What...what should I do..."
Dulan asked with a cry.
I ignored her, forced myself to calm down, took out the wooden box notebook and a blank talisman from my backpack, then flipped to the middle of the wooden box notebook, staring intently at a mid-to-high-range spell recorded on it.
So far, with my spell cultivation, the most I have used is the mid-range spell recorded in my notes. From the reluctant use at the beginning to the flexible use now, I have basically been able to learn and use all the above mid-range spells.
But I know that the power of these spells cannot deal with the master, so I can only try to use medium and high-range spells.
"ah!"
"Um!"
Just then, there were bursts of screams and muffled groans outside the door. I lay on the crack of the door and looked around. I saw Granny Shi sitting on the ground, raising one hand above her head and shaking a copper bell, muttering something in her mouth.
There was chaos on the opposite side, and the wax corpses transformed by the sedan bearers and the wax corpses in Shi Po's house had been mixed into a ball.
I marveled for a while, never expecting that Shi Po's corpse control skills were so strong that she could "take back" the wax corpse that had been controlled by the master. But in the blink of an eye, the master was still sitting peacefully on the sedan chair.
superior.
The black energy lingering in front of his face showed no fluctuation. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to Shi Po at all.
I hurriedly withdrew my gaze, stared at the contents of the note for a while, dipped my pen in gold powder, and then I held my breath and concentrated on the blank talisman, and started to draw quickly...
Naturally, drawing a talisman is not about copying a cat or a tiger, as long as the drawing resembles it, but it requires the breath of one's own body to be poured into the talisman, which is equivalent to consecrating the talisman, so that the talisman can be used.
Just when I was concentrating on putting away the pen, a scream suddenly came from outside the door. My head shook, my hand shook slightly, the pen was completely ineffective, and the drawing failed!
I rubbed off the talisman paper and took out another one, but my heart could no longer calm down. The scream outside the door just now belonged to Shi Po. Could it be that she...
Perhaps seeing that I was holding the pen unsteadily, Dulan walked up to me and said:
"I'll go take a look..."
After saying that, she turned around and lay in front of the door and looked out.
"Shi Po is injured, you...you should hurry up..."
I calmed down, took out two balls of cotton from my backpack and stuffed them into my ears, forcing myself not to be disturbed by the outside world, and started drawing again...
But despite this, I can still hear Shi Po's screams...
I don’t know how much time passed, but I took a deep breath, put away the pen and paper, and turned around to look. Dulan was still lying at the crack of the door, looking outside.
"How's it going?" I asked anxiously.
Dulan's body kept trembling and he didn't answer my question.
My heart sank, I quickly pushed her away and looked outside, and I was stunned.
I saw Shi Po lying in a pool of blood, with her body covered in flesh and blood, her hand lying sideways and still ringing the bell subconsciously. Those wax corpses were lying on the ground and turned into a pile of flesh and blood. The yard was full of broken limbs and broken arms.
The master didn't know when he stood up from the sedan, his withered hands covered with blood.
"You stay in the house and don't go anywhere!"
I told Du Lan, then my pupils shrank, and I pushed the door open with a "Bang!" and walked out.
"Shi Po..."
When I came to Shi Po, I thought about helping her aside, but seeing that there was almost no intact flesh on her body, I really didn’t know what to do...
"Shi Po..."
"You...you kid, why...why haven't you run away yet...ahem...don't let me, an old woman, die in vain..."
"No...you won't die. Just lie down alive and leave the rest to me!"
"You...can't..."
I took out a few magic pills from my backpack and stuffed them into Shi Po's mouth. This magic medicine was given to me by my master when I first became a disciple. It has the effect of solidifying the soul and nourishing the body.
I haven't even bothered to use it, I hope it can help Shi Po.
"It's you..."
I remembered a gloomy voice behind me.
I stood up slowly, turned to look at "Master", and said in a deep voice:
"It's not that enemies don't get together. I didn't expect that we would meet again in such a short period of time!"
"Haha...haha"
He looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and the white four-clawed python robe on his body trembled with his body...
"This time, no one can save you. I heard that you are a soul-eating spirit. I want to give it a try!"
When I saw this, I took out three copper coins in my hand and hit him at the black air in front of his face.
With a sound of "Bang!", all the black energy was dispersed, and a blood-red and ferocious face was immediately revealed, as well as that messy white hair!
He is none other than the three-skinned zombie under the black water pool of Queyin Mountain!
I pulled out my mahogany sword and pointed it at him, and said sternly:
"Today I vow to avenge the people who died tragically in the village!"
After saying that, I immediately cut the tip of the second index finger of my right hand, and a stream of blood instantly stained the edge of the mahogany sword red. The three-skinned zombie has shed its skin twice and is very powerful, so there is no room for action!
When the three-skinned zombie saw this, a burst of black energy surged out from the tip of its nose. Then it tilted its body to form an angle with the ground, and flew straight over with a "pop"...
I took a step and used the Tiangang Step to dodge, and then swung the mahogany sword and stabbed him in the back. The three-skinned zombie suddenly turned around, grabbed the sword edge with one hand, blocked the attack, and laughed:
"Haha...what's the difference from last time?!"
I didn't answer, so I spun the mahogany sword in my hand vigorously!
"Pfft"
The three-skinned zombie's hand that grabbed Jianfeng's skin was immediately torn open, with streams of black corpse blood flowing out, and streams of black gas constantly coming out.
"Soul-eating blood, as expected..."
Before he could finish pushing me, I stabbed hard again. This time he grabbed the edge of the sword with both hands, and then slapped the hilt hard.
There was a crisp sound of "Pa!", my mouth was numb, and the peach wood sword was broken directly by him!
I was startled, took a step back, pulled out a big coin and threaded it with a red thread, and raised a handful of glutinous rice and quicklime. These two things are the natural nemesis of zombies and are engraved in my bones. Even if the opponent is the zombie king,
Although it won't hurt him, he will be very disgusted.
As I expected, the three-skinned zombie moved away the glutinous rice and quicklime with his hands while retreating. I took advantage of the situation and ran behind him, stuffing the big coin into his mouth from behind!
