Chapter 142 The Flying Zombie Appears
There are so many people here, but Shen Zhiyin is not going to tire herself out.
She sat on the steps with her short legs crossed, directing others to put the talismans in a certain position.
A group of adults from the Special Management Bureau were being directed around by a little baby like her.
It was already late at night when they were done.
A reddish moon was hanging in the sky.
The old Taoist with a goatee counted with his fingers.
"Hiss... The moon is not right today, and the yin energy around is getting heavier. I'm afraid that the thing underneath can be dug out without us digging."
Perhaps it felt threatened, the thing under the altar also wanted to drill out in the night.
Tang Si threw away the cigarette in his hand and took out the knife on his back.
The Tang knife that was wrapped in circles with a bandage.
"Everyone leave the yard!"
The man with the goatee and another tall and strong man stood on both sides of him.
Shen Zhiyin also stood on the steps, with a serious expression.
The things inside were more powerful than she had imagined.
The ground centered on the altar began to crack.
Finally, the altar cracked, and a pitch-black coffin broke through the ground and came out vertically.
Shen Zhiyin pinched her hands and waited with a serious face: "Form a formation!"
As her voice fell, the talismans placed everywhere flew up, forming three layers inside and outside. They rotated around the black coffin regularly, and three talisman formations that did not interfere with each other but complemented each other were formed.
The black coffin opened, and a zombie with dark blue skin, green face, fangs, and red blood pupils appeared in front of everyone.
This zombie was not wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty as shown on TV, but a black robe and short hair.
"It's a flying zombie!"
The old Taoist was the first to recognize it.
There are eight levels of zombies.
Purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering corpse, crouching corpse and unmelted bones.
The flying zombie has cultivated for a thousand years.
The thousand years of cultivation here does not mean that it has cultivated for a thousand years, but that the cultivation is as good as the skills of ordinary demons and ghosts that have cultivated for a thousand years.
The Special Management Bureau has a standard for determining the level of weird danger, and this flying zombie must be judged as A-level.
In his previous life, this flying zombie could not withstand Shen Zhiyin's swords.
But now, she has to cultivate again. No matter how talented she is, she can't reach the same height as in her previous life.
She hasn't built the foundation yet. She will definitely not be able to defeat this big guy alone.
Fortunately, the formation was prepared before.
The group of people outside the talisman formation were waiting seriously. The pressure of the flying zombie when it came out made many people take a few steps back.
After the flying zombie came out, it touched the formation, and the electric current with fire repelled him.
Zombies and ghosts are afraid of things like thunder and lightning.
After being attacked by the talisman formation, he changed direction, but he was surrounded by talisman formations on all sides.
The flying zombie suddenly roared.
That sound was more terrifying than the roar of a lion or tiger.
But seeing that the talisman formations were useful to him, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Unable to get out, the flying zombie leaped up.
The reason why it is called a flying zombie is, of course, because it can fly.
Unfortunately, Shen Zhiyin's talisman array was also sealed.
Soon, the flying zombie was hit by lightning and screamed and was forced to land.
"Roar!"
The angry flying zombie stared at their direction with a pair of blood-red eyes, and suddenly a black mist came out of him.
The situation in the talisman array was unclear, but everyone could feel the sound of electricity when the talisman array was triggered.
From time to time, the roar of the flying zombie came from inside.
"Those are the auras of corpse grudges, everyone step back."
The goat-bearded man looked at the compass in his hand that was constantly vibrating.
"The talisman array may not be able to trap him for too long, Captain Tang, get ready."
Tang Si nodded, and the others also took out their weapons.
Some of them were cold weapons like swords, and some were holding guns.
But to be honest, ordinary cold weapons and current guns do not cause much damage to ghosts.
Shen Zhiyin handed Qin Zhen a peach wood sword: "Give it back to me after you use it."
Qin Zhen immediately replaced the gun with a peach wood sword.
The rat boss hid aside and squeaked to cheer him on.
It's a rat, let it gather intelligence, hunt for treasures and the like, it's good, let it fight.
Shen Zhiyin guessed that his talisman formation could besiege the flying zombie for about half an hour.
This half hour can injure the flying zombie and consume some of his abilities.
After half an hour, cracks were clearly seen in the boundary formed by the talisman formation.
And the cracks became bigger and bigger, and finally with a click, a pair of black nails as sharp as blades pierced through the boundary of the talisman formation.
The entire talisman formation dimmed a lot in an instant.
The flying zombie attacked again, and when the talisman formation was broken, he jumped out. Tang
Si was the first to attack with a Tang sword.
His sword collided with the nails of the flying zombie, making a crackling sound. Sparks flew. The old Taoist with a sheep's beard also took out a sword made of copper coins. It was the Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword, a magical weapon commonly used by Taoists. The two of them joined forces to temporarily restrain the flying zombie. But the flying zombie was extremely strong, and his flesh was invulnerable to swords and knives. Even Tang Si's Tang sword and the old Taoist's magic weapon only left some shallow scars on him. They were fighting so hard that others didn't dare to shoot or join in blindly.
When the Taoist priest was knocked out, Shen Zhiyin held him up with one hand on his back.
The Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood: "Thank you, little friend, it's up to you from now on."
Shen Zhiyin stuffed a pill into his mouth and took out all the peach wood swords he had brought with him.
Then he took one of them, smeared some blood on it and rushed forward.
He jumped up and kicked the flying zombie in the chest.
Tang Si kicked the flying zombie several times but failed, and was kicked out by Shen Zhiyin.
Tang Si: ...
You make me lose face by doing this.
The flying zombie broke a tree and flew back straight.
Tang Si restrained his claws, and Shen Zhiyin jumped behind the flying zombie, turned his wrist and inserted the peach wood sword directly into the back of the flying zombie's neck.
This made it very painful.
Countless corpse qi came out, and Tang Si's face changed. He only felt countless sharp laughter echoing in his head. He
was almost affected and lost his mind.
Shen Zhiyin stuffed a pill in his mouth and threw him out. If
you inhale too much of this corpse qi, it will not only affect your mind, but also cause poisoning and affect your lifespan.
Shen Zhiyin temporarily closed her five senses and opened her consciousness. She did not move her body, holding the peach wood sword and backhanded to block behind her.
The flying zombie ran behind her without knowing when, and his nails almost pierced into her back.
The little girl reacted quickly, blocked it, and then turned around and kicked.
The flying zombie's arm, which was like steel, made a cracking sound.
When Shen Zhiyin attacked that place with the peach wood sword, the flying zombie had disappeared.
The night is the home of the flying zombie, and the dark room is full of corpse resentment. Shen Zhiyin couldn't see the direction of the flying zombie clearly, and her consciousness was affected.
Suddenly, she took out a talisman and threw it to the upper left.
A sharp and miserable scream was heard, and the pale ghost face was hit and disappeared in the black mist.
It was a servant ghost!