In the play, Mao Xiaofang mentioned that if the corpse-forming time in the zombie body is too long, a large amount of nitrogen-containing gas will be deposited over time.
This gas can slow down people's movements, which is commonly known as a retardant. Zombies that can spray this gas are called "retardant zombies."
Slow-witted zombies are generally zombies that are more than a thousand years old. Lin Lang guessed that it might be another zombie king.
Although the strongest one is not necessarily the Zombie King, but considering the special characteristics of this slow-witted zombie, Lin Lang felt that he should give it a try.
As Lin Lang was thinking, a figure flashed behind him. Linghu Chong appeared behind him and slapped Lin Lang on the back, instantly forcing out the trace of sluggish gas.
"Xiaobai, let's go find your friend!" Lin Lang smiled.
“Chi~Chi~”
The little zombie nodded happily. Lin Lang held the little zombie in his arms and then asked Linghu Chong to send Tianyou back to town.
The big zombie is not as harmless as the small zombie. If Tianyou saw it, he would be scared to death.
Although Tianyou will become the "Zombie God" in the eyes of all zombies in the future, he is still young now and it would be bad if he suffers from psychological trauma.
So, under the guidance of the little zombie, Lin Lang came to a charity cemetery.
“Chi~Chi~”
The little zombie slowly raised his hand and pointed at the charity cemetery happily.
Lin Lang smiled and put the little zombie on the ground. Seeing this, the little zombie couldn't contain its joy and jumped into the charity cemetery.
"Woo woo~chichi~"
The little zombie was shouting, and suddenly there was a sound of a coffin falling to the ground in the inner room, and a slightly fat zombie jumped out of it.
"roar……"
The zombie's cheek twitched slightly, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes. He jumped in front of the little zombie and carefully patted the little zombie's head with his hand with long, sharp nails.
This is the slow zombie!
“Chi~Chi~”
The little zombie slowly pointed outside the charity cemetery and chattered.
The slow zombie listened to the little zombie's cry, with its fangs bared in its mouth, as if it was laughing.
“Knock, knock…”
He jumped to the door, saw Lin Lang, and sniffed slightly.
“Ah…”
Lin Lang also saw the zombie and couldn't help but touch his chin.
A slow-witted zombie is at least a thousand-year-old zombie, so why is he wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform? Could it be that he got it from another zombie?
In the play, this slow-witted zombie has an intelligence almost equal to that of an ordinary human. Even Mao Xiaofang has suffered from its slowness, but defeating it is not difficult for him.
As long as you don't inhale the sluggish air, this zombie is not difficult to deal with.
The tortoise breathing technique that comes with the Nine Yang Magic Art can just prevent the unintentional inhalation of sluggish air.
But now this slow-witted zombie obviously had no ill will towards him, so he felt a little embarrassed to take action.
“Chi~Chi~”
The little zombie jumped out, pointed at Lin Lang, and chirped.
The slow-witted zombie growled a few words at Lin Lang and pointed at the little zombie.
Lin Lang covered his face and said, "Forget it. It doesn't matter if I don't understand the corpse language. I'll beat you up first and then copy the chess pieces."
"Bang!"
In the little zombie's panicked eyes, the slow-witted zombie was slapped away by Lin Lang.
…
In the tomb of the Ghost Queen Mother, a gorgeously dressed and graceful woman sat on the dragon throne, with dozens of zombies in official uniforms kneeling below her.
"Long live the Queen Mother."
Having become a zombie, "Long Live" is now well-deserved!
The Ghost Queen Mother was filled with yin energy and raised her arms calmly.
"All the nobles, please stand up."
"Thank you, Queen Mother!"
The zombies stood up, and a zombie general in armor jumped forward.
"Your Majesty, the treasure in the tomb is intact, but the lamp spirit has disappeared."
The Queen Mother had a blank expression, but a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.
“Bang!”
She slammed the dragon throne, her voice filled with boundless anger.
"Not only that, my Dingyan Pearl is also missing. This thief is truly despicable!"
The general immediately asked, "Queen Mother, could it be the lamp spirit..."
"No, the Lamp Spirit won't appear on his own if no one summons him!"
The Ghost Queen waved her hand and said, "General, you take the nobles up there and make sure to find the Dingyan Pearl and the Lamp Goddess!"
"Yes, I obey your order!"
"Boom boom boom..." A group of zombies jumped out of the hall.
The general came to the tomb door, opened it, and saw that the ground was covered with mud, his eyes full of confusion.
It is unheard of that a tomb thief would actually think of burying the body.
He jumped to the stone gate and smashed a brick with one punch, revealing the mechanism button inside.
“Crack!”
"Boom..."
A secret door slowly opened, and the general led the zombies out of the tomb through the secret door, and soon they came to the ground.
“Sniff…”
The general sniffed and looked suddenly towards the direction of Gantian Town.
"roar!"
"There are people there, the treasure thief must be there!"
After saying that, he signaled the zombies behind him to follow him and jumped towards Gantian Town.
…
"It's dry, be careful with fire..."
"clang!"
In the middle of the night, two night watchmen were yawning and chatting as they walked down the street.
"Hey, Old Wang, I heard the mayor is planning to abolish the night watchman job. What do you think?"
"Why? If the night watch duties are cancelled, what will we do?"
"Why else? The mayor said the night watchmen are no longer keeping up with the times and will be dismantled soon.
But don't worry, the mayor said he will transfer us to the patrol team, where the treatment and salary will be better."
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