Chapter 347 Taoist Priest! Help!
A large fleet of modified black trucks drove away from the B City base under the astonished gaze of the survivors.
No one knew what mission this team was going on, nor where they were going, they just felt that the scene was extremely majestic!
Zhuang Moxing was sitting in one of the trucks, resting with his eyes closed, surrounded by the new apprentices of Detian Temple who were chatting excitedly.
These apprentices have been in the monastery for no more than a week, but they have good talents, at least much better than ordinary people.
It seems that the Taoists gather together based on their connections and factions, and those who have been promoted to Taoists are simply unwilling to ride in the same car with them.
When getting on the bus, everyone tacitly chooses a car and takes a seat according to the time of entry and status level.
There was a constant noise in my ears. A few apprentices who had not yet started learning Taoist knowledge were chatting and confusing things in movies and TV dramas with reality.
On the left he muttered something about flying swords and exorcising demons, and on the right he made up two words about opening the third eye and a hundred ghosts roaming at night.
Some even enthusiastically discussed whether there would be ghosts after the end of the world, and if there were ghosts to be driven away, should they shout "Lin Bing Dou Zhe Jie Zhen Ze Qian"?
Zhuang Moxing's eyes trembled after hearing these words, but the truck bed was so small that it was hard for him not to hear them.
As he silently endured, the speeding convoy gradually drove out of the safe area cleared by the B City base.
The number of zombies around gradually increased, and the team gathered.
At this moment, a mutant zombie suddenly appeared and climbed onto the roof of a military truck, trying to tear open the car body and catch people to eat.
However, the mutant zombies were killed in time by the guards as soon as they landed on the roof of the car, leaving them no chance to gather together.
Taoist Bansheng is now a very important figure in the B City base, and his personal guards are comparable to the bodyguards around leaders of various countries.
They were just a few second-level mutant zombies and posed no threat to them at all.
In this way, the convoy continued to break through the large groups of gathered zombies and clear a path.
As time passed, there were more and more zombies ahead and fewer and fewer vehicles nearby.
The loud noises of supernatural explosions and gunfire were heard constantly.
When night fell, no one knew what strict orders Taoist Bansheng gave to the convoy.
The convoy actually took great risks and drove at high speed at night, with no intention of hiding at all.
After this operation, the convoy was almost overwhelmed by the gathering tide of zombies several times.
At this time, the new apprentices who had been jolted in the truck bed for a whole day no longer had the excitement they had when they set out in the morning. They huddled together in the corner of the truck bed, trembling and huddled together with a look of fear on their faces.
Outside the car, there were sharp roars of mutated zombies, and the thick iron roof kept making "bang bang" sounds.
In contrast to the group of huddled apprentices, Zhuang Moxing seemed overly calm, still sitting alone at the outermost position in the truck bed.
No matter how much noise the mutated zombies outside made, it remained motionless, except for the hand that was holding something and occasionally moving it.
Unconsciously, all the new apprentices who had not bothered to talk to Zhuang Moxing were looking at him with tentative and surprised eyes.
By the middle of the night, when the zombies were most active, the modified and reinforced truck bed was obviously unable to withstand the attacks of a large number of mutated zombies, and deformed bulges appeared on it.
These are the marks left by the sharp claws of dozens of mutant zombies outside. They are about to break into the truck bed!
The apprentices almost burst into tears when watching this scene, and a few of the less courageous ones even howled.
"Mom, I don't want to die yet!"
"Didn't we say we were here to gain experience? Master Bansheng didn't say it would be dangerous. I don't want to participate anymore!!"
"I'm only sixteen. I can't live for just two years! Mutated zombies, please spare my life!"
All kinds of crying and wailing filled the carriage where Zhuang Moxing was, causing Zhuang Moxing, who was concentrating on tracking Liu Yu's movements, to frown slightly.
Two of the apprentices saw that Zhuang Moxing remained calm from beginning to end and felt that he was extremely mysterious. A voice from somewhere in their hearts told them that it would be safe to get close to him!
An apprentice with a pale face and wearing small nerdy glasses hesitated whether to take action.
While he was hesitating, a large piece of iron suddenly protruded from the right side of the car wall, and in the center of the protrusion was a sharp black zombie claw!
He was so scared that he pushed his companions away and jumped up screaming, rushing to Zhuang Moxing's legs and hugging him tightly.
"Ah!! Help! Help! Taoist priest, save me!!"
Zhuang Moxing had just realized that Liu Yu's breath was far away from him a mile away, and was interrupted by a cry for help from nearby.
A pair of dark eyes slowly opened, glancing at the boy hugging his legs, and whispered hoarsely: "Shut up——"
These words were clearly spoken in a very light voice, but they reached the ears of all the apprentices in the truck bed very clearly.
At this moment, all the apprentices who were wailing and crying or closing their eyes for help instantly shut up.
A guy who was crying so hard and sobbing couldn't stop himself from crying, so he put his two palms together to cover his mouth.
Try your best to stop the possibility of hiccups escaping from between your fingers!
Zhuang Moxing sighed secretly after meeting the cautious and pitiful look of the man with glasses, then raised his hand and threw out six defensive talismans.
The defensive talisman flew away from his fingertips and quickly stuck to the six sides of the truck bed, including the top, bottom, left, and right. The sound of zombies colliding that had lasted for several hours suddenly disappeared.
Several mutant zombies outside were trying to use their sharp claws to scratch through the truck bed, but their claws broke the moment they touched the truck wall!
I don't know if the pure spiritual energy on the defensive talisman had been deflated for too long, but now it was not only focused on defense, but also emitted a few strands that climbed onto the claws of the mutant zombie and rushed forward.
Drill directly along the arms of the mutated zombies to their ear canals and brains, aim at the glowing crystal core in the middle and crush it directly!
The mutant zombie fell from the car wall before it could even let out a howl, crashing straight into the dense group of primary zombies.
In less than two seconds, the corpse was crushed into a pulp.
However, this situation is rare. Only the defensive talisman on the right will have this situation. The others still play a defensive role, protecting the vehicle body from being damaged by attacks from mutant zombies.
But even this alone made the dozen or so new apprentices in the car dumbfounded and their bodies stiffened.
What, what's going on?
Can a few talismans stop those bloodthirsty mutant zombies outside?!
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