Chapter 114 Ambush
Although the old voice lacked confidence, it also relaxed the tense atmosphere at the scene.
Chen Shicheng followed the reputation and found that the person who spoke was the highest-ranking Taoist present. He was saluting in the direction of the boy with a wry smile.
"Fourth Master, it's almost done, just give it up when you're ready."
Without waiting for Fourth Master Hui's reply, Chen Shicheng directly asked Akkimaru to disappear, and the Immortal Slaying Formation and Dao Gang also dispersed little by little.
Although Fourth Master Hui didn't want to stop like this, Chen Shicheng had given up his choice and didn't dare. It could only take a hard look at the person who danced the most happily, and then controlled the boy to close his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes had returned to clarity.
When he noticed that the "Xianjia" was leaving, the man who was so scared that he wet his pants quickly stood up without even looking at the knocked down chair behind him. He touched his neck in horror with both hands, and found that his head was still there. After it grew well, I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Thank you, Taoist Priest, for saving my life!”
The man saluted the Taoist who asked for mercy with lingering fear, but his eyes subconsciously looked at the boy who could only be found in the middle of the main hall.
At this time, the young man seemed to have just had a sweet dream, looking at the people with completely different attitudes with a blank face, not knowing what happened.
But in the dream, it seemed that I had succeeded in inviting an immortal?
The young man blinked, recalling the process of inviting immortals that his grandma once taught him, and began to mutter something, as if he wanted to recreate the scene just now.
Everyone who saw that action was frightened. Didn't they listen to what the "immortal family" said just now? Taking action will definitely solve the disaster. Now that there is no disaster for people to take action, it is not necessary to randomly select a person on the scene for surgery.
The man who escaped with his life was even more frightened.
He is really scared!
The feeling of dying at any time just now made him feel breathless as soon as he thought about it. How dare he let the young man do it again.
"Stop, fellow Taoist, I believe you are out of your mind. It was just a misunderstanding. It was my lard that fooled your heart. I am feeling a little unwell now, so I will leave now!"
He How dare you stay here longer? After saying that, he directly covered his face with his sleeves and left here without raising his head.
Some people who had taunted him, fearing that they would be settled by the Empress Qiu, found excuses after this person left and disappeared into the main hall of the Sheriff's Mansion one after another.
Soon, the number of people in the Sheriff's Mansion dropped from more than fifty to more than twenty, making the main hall much more spacious.
Of course, the man who was the first to say that he had a way to find the ghost failed to escape successfully. As soon as he reached the door, he was enthusiastically saved by the county guard.
However, he could only stay here with some fear, and discussed with everyone the plan and time to take action.
The group of people discussed in secret for a long time, and then they left one after another and began to prepare the things they needed for the night.
"Senior."
As soon as Chen Shicheng took the young man out of the county governor's house, he met Zhao Dongyang who had been waiting here. He looked at the two of them and hesitated to speak.
"Have a good rest and I will help you get revenge tonight." Chen Shicheng consoled him.
Hearing this, Zhao Dongyang's dark face suddenly turned red, and his fists clenched.
After perfunctorily leaving Zhao Dongyang, Chen Shicheng returned to the inn with the young man.
He originally wanted to ask Fourth Master Hui where he went last night, if he could find out the reason why Chuma Xian disappeared, and where he brought such a strange young man back.
But looking at its stern expression as if the sky was about to fall, it didn't ask in the end.
I just asked the waiter to serve some special dishes to keep the boy with a growling stomach full. He didn't go out alone until the agreed time.
The heat of midsummer is scorching, and the chirping of insects is hidden. The hot evening wind carried the sound of patrolling soldiers, but it could not bring any sense of security to the residents of Huanglong County.
Even in such a sultry season, every household in the city keeps their doors closed.
Deep in an alley on the east side of the city, in a room with a closed door, you can't see your fingers.
The bright moonlight passed through the cracks in the window, leaving a long shadow on the wooden bed, illuminating a topless and snoring figure.
"簌簌."
Not long after, the sound of sleeves rubbing against the air suddenly came from outside the house, and stopped outside the door.
After a moment, the light and shadow were suddenly covered by shadows, and a pale eye suddenly appeared outside the crack of the window, staring at the figure on the bed.
The corners of the room were reflected in the cloudy gray eyes.
After confirming that everything was normal, a pitch-black fingernail stuck out along the crack of the window, opened the window coffin and poked in a head with bruised skin.
This is a human head. The specific age cannot be seen. The skin is bruised and covered with corpse spots. A pair of fangs spread out the lips and poke out a few inches. You can tell at a glance that it is a zombie.
Soon, a pair of withered arms jumped in, holding the window coffin.
The stiff muscles did not affect its movements. It came to the bedside quietly, grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, and slowly brought its teeth to his neck.
“Gurgulu.”
A creepy sucking sound came from the man’s neck.
But soon, the zombie's face twisted, and he suddenly raised his head and began to retching, but what he spit out was not the blood he imagined, but pools of dye.
Yellow and black, countless colors are mixed together to form an abstract picture of clothing, like a clown with ink on his face mocking a zombie that has never missed a beat.
“Does this dye mixed with human blood taste good?
A teasing voice sounded at the door. It was the person who said during the day that there was a way to find the ghost.
The zombie's necrotic face suddenly had an expression of panic, turned around and rushed towards the wall on the other side, trying to break out of the wall.
However, the wall that was supposed to be hard was like paper, shattering as soon as it came into contact, and then slowly receding from its masonry appearance, turning into shreds of paper.
The zombies also used excessive force due to incorrect estimation of strength and fell directly to the ground.
"It is indeed a brainless zombie. The person is fake. Is the house real? Can my paper still get in your eyes?"
As the sarcastic voice sounded again, the courtyard wall Countless torches were lit outside, illuminating the place like daylight.
A group of people kicked open the courtyard door and filed in, and Chen Shicheng was among them, looking out of place and surrounded by an angry Zhao Dongyang.
If it were just a zombie, it might not be very intelligent, but there was a ghost attached to it. Seeing that it was in an ambush, it immediately roared, got up, and rushed towards the courtyard wall, trying to escape.
"Stand shoulder to shoulder, everyone, don't let the zombies run away!"
There is a library hanging in the county magistrate's house, how can these invited people watch the zombies run away.
After someone yelled, they all picked up the guy and rushed forward.
Sickles, whisks, Zen staffs, poles, and all kinds of weapons slashed at the zombies.
(End of this chapter)