Zombies are divided into seven levels: white zombie, black zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering zombie, lying zombie, and drought demon.
This bedroom is filled with an extremely yin energy, mixed with a lot of evil energy, and the initial judgment is that it is a hairy zombie.
The Mao Jiang is impervious to swords and spears, with skin of copper and bones of iron. It is not afraid of sunlight, has strong jumping ability, and is very difficult to deal with.
Linxi had caught three hairy zombies before, so he was experienced.
I haven't encountered zombies in a long time, and I really miss them.
She straightened her expression and said, "You all step back, I'll kick the door down."
"Yes, Master."
"Okay, boss."
Qian Fugui and Ji Heng skillfully crouched down in the corner with their heads in their hands. Gu Yong paused for three seconds, then also crouched down in the corner with his head in his hands.
The three of them stood in a line, trembling.
They had only seen zombies in movies; they had black fingernails, long sharp teeth, and a bite could transmit a zombie virus.
Zombies are afraid of glutinous rice, black dog blood, and garlic. I should have brought some glutinous rice for protection.
Lin Xi kicked the door panel away as usual, and the pitch-black Yin energy rushed towards her. She was not flustered at all. This Yin energy was not as good as the fragments of the sacred artifact and had no effect on her.
Lin Xi threw out a purifying talisman to dispel the yin energy in the room, revealing the contents inside.
The bedroom was still empty, with just a bed, a table, and a chair.
There was a large lump on the bed, covered by the blanket, so you couldn't see what it was.
Lin Xi threw back the covers, and a foul, rotten smell assaulted her senses. She took a few steps back and put a freshening talisman on herself.
The newly drawn talisman blocks out all foul smells.
With the freshening talisman, Lin Xi's nose was filled with a faint lemon scent, and she could no longer smell the stench of the corpse.
A person was lying on the bed, wearing a white T-shirt and loose-fitting shorts, an extremely ordinary outfit.
This must be the fat guy Gu Yong was talking about. He's covered in lividity and has been dead for at least half a month.
Why do people who have just died have such a strong yin energy?
A century-old corpse might turn into a hairy zombie, but this person shouldn't have.
Click!
The person on the bed suddenly moved. He stood up straight, put his hands and feet together, and hopped forward step by step.
"Hehehe..."
Lin Xi clicked her tongue, quite disappointed. "It's not a hairy zombie, it's a white zombie."
White zombies are the lowest level of zombies. They move slowly, have stiff limbs, poor eyesight, and are afraid of fire, sunlight, and dog blood. They die if poked.
Lin Xi wanted to find the source of the yin energy, too lazy to deal with such a useless zombie, so she looked at the two people in the corner.
"Fugui, Xiaoheng, come here."
Qian Fugui and Ji Heng suddenly had a bad feeling. Such a gentle tone was not good, not good at all.
Ji Heng was terrified. It was the first time the big boss had called him "Little Heng," which was far more terrifying than a teacher calling roll in class.
I promised to help, so I can't not go.
Qian Fugui and Ji Heng walked in hand in hand, and were startled when they saw the 1.8-meter-tall zombie.
"Holy crap! A live zombie!!"
The white zombie had ashen skin, completely white eyes, and jet-black lips. Its long fingernails were pointed directly at the two of them, and it let out a hoarse roar.
"Hohoho—!!"
Ji Heng trembled like a leaf. "Boss, what do you want with us?"
Lin Xi smiled and said, "You've been following me for so long and haven't learned anything. Now, a perfect opportunity is right in front of you."
Ji Heng's voice trembled slightly, "Learn to fight zombies?!"
“That’s right.” Lin Xi took out two mini peach wood swords from her small bag. “Here! Two people against one, we can definitely do it.”
Ji Heng looked at the palm-sized peach wood sword, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.
The peach wood sword isn't even as long as a zombie's fingernail, what's the point of fighting it!
He swallowed hard. "Boss, you're kidding."
Lin Xi's attention was drawn to a protruding piece on the wall. She casually replied, "Go quickly, it's just a white zombie. Just stab it in the left chest. If you accidentally get bitten by a zombie, I have a way to cure it."
She bypassed the slowly advancing white zombies, walked straight to the other side, pressed down on the protruding white wall, the wardrobe shook violently, and a door appeared before her.
This is the source of yin energy.
Lin Xi disappeared in a flash, leaving the two of them and the white zombie alone in the room.
The white zombie sniffed hard; the living presence in that spot disappeared, and two more presences appeared here.
He stopped and started hopping around in place, then changed direction and continued hopping forward.
"Hehehe..."
A fragrant, living person; I want to eat them.
Ji Heng stepped back, his hand gripping the miniature peach wood sword trembling violently, wanting to cry but unable to.
The path you choose, you must walk it to the end, even with tears in your eyes.
Ji Heng weakly called out, "Brother Fugui..."
Qian Fugui was also trembling. He touched his smooth forehead and cheered himself up, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Fugui is not afraid. For Grandpa, for Jin Suo Yu Guan, charge!"
The chubby body charged towards the zombie. Ji Heng swallowed hard, grabbed the peach wood sword with both hands, and rushed forward.
"Brother Fugui, I'm here to help you."
"Hey, hit them!"
As soon as the two approached, the white zombie grinned, revealing its long front teeth, and snorted, "Hehehe."
It smells so good, I really want to eat it.
He hopped to the left, then to the right, and finally decided to eat the skinny one on the right.
Fat people are too fatty and don't taste good, while lean people with a good balance of fat and lean meat are extremely delicious.
The white zombie hopped and skipped to the right, its long fingernails aimed at Ji Heng.
"Damn it! Why am I always the one who gets hurt?"
Ji Heng turned to dodge the white zombie's claws. Fortunately, the thing's arms couldn't bend, so he could dodge the attack if he was a little more agile.
He ran, the white zombie chased, and Qian Fugui stood by and watched.
Ji Heng shouted breathlessly, "Brother Fugui, stop watching the show and think of a solution!"
Qian Fugui raised his peach wood sword and rushed over to save the people, saying, "You distract the zombies, and I'll attack from behind."
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