Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

By the light of the candle, Ye Shaoyang probe looked into the room, the room was not big or small, there was a grid of cabinets everywhere, some empty, some filled with things.

Sure enough, on both sides of the room, there was one and two zombies, two lying in the corner like a dead man, and one standing facing the wall, holding his hands against the wall slowly.

"This, what is this doing?" Wang Ping saw the zombies, although he was afraid, he was still curious about the behavior of the zombies.

Yang Siling pointed to the corner of the wall, and everyone looked up, then the dim candlelight, saw a bat hanging in the corner of the wall, everyone stunned, the original zombie is trying to catch a bat!

"The zombies before the death of the corpse, the neck is stiff, can not look up at the sky." Ye Shaoyang further explained.

Looking into the depths of the room, he said: "The inside is too dark, can't see clearly, and I don't know if there are any other zombies. We can give it a try."

Yang Siling said: "How to try?"

Ye Shaoyang thought about it and said that they would go back to the outside and let Jiang Feilong reach out to himself.

"What?" Jiang Feilong wondered.

"Do not worry, don't engage in the foundation."

"Doing... what?" Jiang Feilong has two big eyes.

"Hey, just ask if you can eat or not eat chicken." Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and almost forgot the space without this word. Then he thought, I don’t know what the society has developed in the big world of evil spirit space. Will it be as bad as your own world?

Jiang Feilong said with excitement, "Where there are chickens, chickens look like me, I haven’t seen them so long, Liang Dabo has painted for me, but the paintings are not good. They say that the paintings are like crows, and the crows are again. What is it like?"

"In the future, you will definitely see it." Ye Shaoyang floated a trace of sorrow, grabbed his left hand, spread his palm and said: "I am teaching you a spell today, want to learn?"

Jiang Feilong nodded immediately, his eyes showing excitement.

Ye Shaoyang instinctively reached out to touch the cinnabar pen. As a result, he did not touch anything. He smiled and shook his head, scratched his fingers, and painted a palm in the palm of Jiang Feilong's palm, and then told him to stimulate the mouth. After he remembers, let him first use himself as a target and force his hand.

"I am very heavy, Master knows." Jiang Feilong was a little hesitant.

Yang Siling also nodded and said: "The child is very savvy and has some mana in the body."

"No matter, come on, use all strength." Ye Shaoyang disdain to think, the body of his master, can you be afraid of a child?

Jiang Feilong had to listen to the arrangement, meditation over the mouth, and took a full hand against Ye Shaoyang's stomach.

"Oh..." Ye Shaoyang spit out a sip of water and was shot a few meters away. The three quickly came forward to help him.

"There is moss on the ground, it's too slippery." Ye Shaoyang squatted on the ground and said angrily. In the dark, it is the body, the mother, forgetting that the body's suffocation is only one tenth of the past, and in essence is the soul, the palm of the hand is to restrain all ghosts and corpses, so ... cups.

"Not bad, the blind can teach." Ye Shaoyang touched Jiang Feilong's head, smiled slightly, but his heart was in the dark, this child is too special, really, let you do your best, you will do your best, don't know Give me some face, this stomach hurts like a drum...

Slowly, Ye Shaoyang thought that his fingers were broken anyway. He simply took the three jujube sticks and traced the lines on the blood to strengthen the spiritual power. Then he picked up a stone from the ground and took them back. basement.

Looking out into the storeroom, the stupid is still holding the two hands with the zombies, and the bat that is leaping enough to reach the corner.

Ye Shaoyang throws a stone and is in the middle of a bat.

This hand was originally the basic skill of flying money. Although the suffocation weakened, the strength of the wrist was still there. As soon as the stone went down, the bat was smashed, blood was shot, and it flowed down the wall.

Originally because the volume was too small, only a nearby zombie found it, but once the blood flowed out, it was different. The two zombies who were slumbering in another corner of the wall squatted and immediately followed the taste, three zombies together. Trying to get the bat body above, as if the clockwork was open, it was like a madman.

After the blood flowed to a certain height, the three zombies squatted on the wall and the scene looked both disgusting and horrified.

At this time, from the depths of the room, two zombies came out and joined the circle.

"Sure enough, fortunately, there was no slamming just now." Yang Siling said inhale.

"One two three four five, Ye Big Brother, what should I do now?"

"Up!" Ye Shaoyang said this sentence, immediately rushed up, flying to step behind a zombie, the hands of the jujube sticks punctuated to the back of a zombie.

Just listen to the "squeaky" sound, the jujube stick smashed the skull, pulled out from the left eye, pulled out the jujube stick, and brought out a large pool of brain fluid.

The zombie stumbled a few times and died on the spot.

At this time, several of his companions reacted and turned around. Ye Shaoyang raised the date stick and pierced it into the mouth of a zombie. He leaned in and leaned over to the wall. He held a piece of flower from the outside in the left hand. The bricks that came down, slap on the head of the zombie, and smashed into the head and shattered, and the brain was shot.

I let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at it. Yang Siling was killing a zombie with a jujube stick. He shot a zombie with a palm and thunder, and was fighting with the second zombie, but in the face of the zombie attack, There is a little lack of confidence.

Ye Shaoyang rushed to help him, raised the bricks and slammed on the back of the head of the zombie's head, but the zombie noticed the popularity behind him, and suddenly turned around, a big mouth spurting the corpse toward Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang rolled on the spot, turned from the zombie, and turned around behind him. The zombies immediately turned around, hands like a knife, and inserted into Ye Shaoyang's head.

"Be careful!" Jiang Feilong screamed nervously.

Ye Shaoyang was in danger, and he struggled. He raised the bricks and came to the weakest place on the knees of the zombies.

"咔嚓", the leg fractured, the zombie body stunned, the hands that had been stabbed down against Ye Shaoyang’s head were also stabbed, tied to the side, and ten holes were deeply drawn on the ground.

Ye Shaoyang took the bricks and fell on the knees of the other leg of the zombie. Both legs were abolished. The zombies stood unsteadily and squatted on the ground. Ye Shaoyang got off the ground, turned over, riding on the back of the zombie, holding the bricks in hand, and slamming against the back of the head...

"Slay the zombies with bricks..." Jiang Feilong looked stunned at the side.

Ye Shaoyang stood up, rubbed his sweat, gasped for two breaths, and smiled at him. "The instrument is only an aid, and talent is the most important thing."