The owner of the red flower bed knows that the situation is critical, and now that Yue Zheng is going berserk, if he can't solve it, let alone mention two major things.

"Everyone who listens to Taoist Chan goes up to help him."

He gave the order, and the surrounding believers suppressed their fears and cast spells to help.

The owner of the red flower bed took a deep breath and took out a bookmark from his sleeve. It was made of sandalwood and hung with red tassels.

The bookmark has a fragrant smell and is obviously not an ordinary thing.

The berserk Yue Zheng charged all the way, like a mad buffalo. The surrounding believers tried to stop him one after another, but none of them were the same enemy, so they were knocked away one after another.

Its target is obvious, it is the sarcophagus and Taoist Toad.

This is the disadvantage of raising corpses. If you make a slight mistake, it can easily backfire on yourself.

However, corpse farmers like Taoist Toad, in order to pursue strength, refined the corpse sacrifice to the point of terror.

Once the backlash occurs, unless you have help, you will never be able to overcome it by yourself.

The owner of the red flower bed spoke slowly, and that move made me feel as nervous as eating and drinking.

"It will disturb the purity of the mountain. You go to the village to rest."

The corpses in the village have been removed, and the blood stains left on the ground are in the form of small lumps that have solidified and dried up.

It stumbled a few more steps, its footprints getting deeper and deeper, until it was unable to move forward and fell to its knees on the ground.

Now, is it the reality before waking up, or is it still a dream?

The feeling of powerlessness and panic still envelopes me.

"Wei Bohou, what does he want to say now?"

"That's it!"

Before Zhong Sheng stopped Weibo, "Wei Bohou, you are still going to hunt down Yue Zhan, so let's just say goodbye."

The owner of the red flower bed blocked Shiji and watched everything happen.

"Forget it!"

The few remaining households closed their doors and cried bitterly, and the shadows of lights cast on the windows showed that no one was there yet.

I took a deep breath and said to the owner of the red flower bed, "If you wait for another round of the sun and the moon, Yue Zhan can still fight."

"Brother, is it haunted?"

Even if Zhong Sheng kills Yuezhang, the dead villagers may still come back alive.

"What should I do?"

"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong, are you awake?"

On the way up the mountain, Jiao Xiangcai was overjoyed and asked, "What the hell?"

However, the roar coming from the sarcophagus is very friendly.

The owner of the Red Flower Garden seemed to be awakened, and nodded subconsciously, "Can we still fight? Bad, bad!"

But the pressure suddenly focused on Taoist Toad.

"Who?"

Mr. Xiao was jealous of the flames. Just now I watched helplessly as Yue Zheng slaughtered the villagers, both small and large, and they all fell in blood.

"Hurry..., hey!"

Crash, the chain shook and made a sound, and it tightened instantly.

However, that's still the end, and more thrilling things are yet to come.

Some of the followers said with disdain when they saw this, "No, raising a Dharma corpse is more like worshiping your ancestors."

The members of the Honghuatan Church all show their forbearance. It doesn’t matter if they are cruel to others. Only those who are cruel to themselves like Taoist Toad are the real cruel characters.

Half of the people outside the village were slaughtered by Yue Zheng, and many familiar faces disappeared completely.

Therefore, I like Wei Bohou more than Zhong Sheng.

Yue Zong's figure, as slow as lightning, sped up in an instant and became unsteady.

Before going again, I knelt down behind the sarcophagus, lit incense and knelt down, muttering no words.

Taoist Toad was holding the sarcophagus, and suddenly hundreds of chains shot out from the darkness in the coffin, wrapping around Yue Zheng's neck, seven limbs, etc.

Why is it that on the seventh day, a living person is standing at the door knocking on the door again?

Wei Bohou smiled bitterly, "Seven people, it's early today, how about they rest for one night and start again tomorrow?"

Having said that, I will take Mr. Xiao up the mountain to find Yue Zhan and Mu Qian to settle the score.

The owner of the red flower bed stretched out his hand, and the bookmark flew back, restored it to its original size, and put it back into his sleeve.

……

"I pretend to be a ghost, but I have some skills. The local villagers should believe me."

"Coming, coming!"

"Not yet, he has removed the protection and lets you go out."

The villagers regarded him as a savior, but when the moon zombies were raging, where did he hide?

Taoist Toad stood up before kneeling down, touched the sarcophagus, and chanted loudly, as if he was communicating with Yue Zhan.

This appearance made the members of Honghuatan Church feel pain after seeing it.

The seven people talked to each other and slept lightly all night. On the seventh day...

Zhongsheng clearly wanted to have no contact with Mr. Da, so he bowed his hand to me and left.

Next to him, Mr. Xiao muttered, also heard Zhi’s voice, and grabbed the slingshot at hand.

"hit!"

We had a small battle just now, which consumed a small amount of energy. We really need to rest for a night before we can continue on our way.

Zhong Sheng and Jiao Xiangcai stood behind Wei Bohou and asked sternly.

Zhong Sheng opened his eyes, and the hair on his hair stood up. During the day, a dead person was knocking on the door?

"Master Toad, take it back slowly."

Taoist Toad was holding the sarcophagus, his heart was shocked. What had it experienced in the illusion array?

The originally peaceful village has turned into a deathly ghostland after today's changes.

At the last moment, Taoist Toad raised his arm and inserted it into the sarcophagus along the gap.

The moon is wrapped in black wind, and the distance of a thousand feet is approaching in an instant, and Taoist Toad is about to be hit.

Sandalwood bursts, red shadows flicker, and something as small as a stone tablet suppresses the moon.

"It's because of that that Yue Zhan escaped out of your hands."

Taoist Toad just pulled out his arm, only to see that the shoulder-length wound was in a regular shape, with white bone stubble protruding in the flesh and blood, and the whole arm was there. Unexpectedly, it filled Yue Zheng's belly.

"Toad Taoist, he must collect his pets."

Yue Zhan screamed and was dragged, inch by inch, deeper into the sarcophagus.

"There are not many surviving families in the village, so he doesn't pay much attention."

Taoist Toad gritted his teeth and pushed the sarcophagus away with a slap, revealing a small gap in his fist.

It turned out to be a bookmark, which had grown to the size of a stone tablet and was pressed against Yue Zhong’s front and back.

Yue Zheng broke his arm and suffered severe injuries to his back. Now he was completely furious. He only wanted to eat Taoist Toad from head to toe, so he did not kill more in the red flower bed.

Yue Zhan suffered too little damage and agreed to communicate, but was at a deadlock for a while.

Jiao Xiangcai sighed, "You have the power to tie up a chicken. It's really a big help."

I tried my best, but allowed the other party to delay.

Zhong Sheng glanced at Mr. Xiao, who also nodded.

The roar, before the sarcophagus lid was broken, still echoed in everyone's ears, causing heart palpitations.

I once saw with my own eyes that seven people inside the door died tragically, their bodies were so cold that their hands were frozen.

The sour sound of tearing meat and chewing bones echoed in everyone's ears, like a nightmare.

The owner of the red flower bed had been brewing for a long time. At this time, he suddenly took action and the bookmarks fell from the sky.

Taoist Toad kept his words as he bit his index finger and drew red runes on the surface of the rough sarcophagus.

Human beings are not grass and trees. After spending those days together, working and talking together, how can there be no sadness at all.

The hairs on the hair of the surrounding believers stood on end. It was difficult to send Yue Zong away, and now he has to release it, and how many more people are going to die?

What kind of terrifying existence could injure Yue Jiang to this extent?

The slow cry of the scarred man came from the door, but there was no sound of the young man asking loudly next to him.
Chapter completed!