Only the writings of the heavens will counterattack

Chapter 13
Jiang Fan's mouth twitched when he heard Uncle Jiu's words.

"I'll go in and get something first, you guys go ahead for a while!"

Uncle Jiu walked slowly towards the lobby, talking to Jiang Fan and Qiu Sheng as he walked.

"How long is it for a while, Master."

Jiang Fan asked at the right time.

"Oh, just for a while." After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he disappeared.

"Wen Cai, don't worry, you see how calm Master is, and he doesn't panic at all." Qiu Sheng persuaded Jiang Fan in turn.

Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled wryly, but didn't say anything.

Snapped!
boom.

Sudden.

A hand suddenly stretched in from outside the wall, grabbing Qiu Sheng's clothes abruptly.

"Ooh!"

Qiu Sheng was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect these corpses to be so violent.

"How to top this?"

After Jiang Fan saw it, he was also shocked. He didn't feel much on TV before, but he was really immersive. It's hard to describe it in terms of horror.

"Wen Cai, what are you doing in a daze, come and help me."

Qiu Sheng said eagerly, his face flustered.

Snapped!
Jiang Fan picked up the machete and chopped it down.

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Fan helped Qiusheng up and asked.

Qiu Sheng settled down, looked at the hatchet in Jiang Fan's hand, fixed his eyes, and said to himself: "Knife, yes, knife..."

Then look around for weapons.

Click.

Jiang Fan found a rock and sharpened his knife quickly.

Looking at the knife just now, Jiang Fan obviously felt that the hatchet was a little blunt, and it was not very easy to use.

Boom!
The dilapidated gate finally couldn't withstand the siege of a group of dead bodies, and collapsed.At the same time, a vigorous dead body bypassed the gate and climbed in from the wall.

"Hey, where did you find such a big knife?"

Just as Jiang Fan was about to make a move, he suddenly saw Qiu Sheng beside him taking out a big knife from nowhere and coming to Jiang Fan's side.

"I borrowed it from my godfather."

Qiu Sheng replied indifferently, why didn't he think of using a weapon.

However, it is not too late now.

"Hahaha, come on, let me see who dares to take my knife!"

Without Jiang Fan's reminder, Qiu Sheng rushed into the group of dead bodies with a big knife in his hand, staring at Jiang Fan in a daze.

Crack cack.

With a knife in his hand, Qiu Sheng, who has the help of a god, is like a god of war, killing all directions.

"Hey, Wen Cai, hurry up and help, there are too many dead bodies, I can't handle it alone."

Of course, he was handsome for less than three seconds, and Qiu Sheng quickly asked Jiang Fan for help.

Click.

Jiang Fan slashed down and chopped off the heads of several dead bodies.

"These are not normal dead bodies, there are maggots inside the bodies."

Seeing countless maggots moving inside the severed head, Jiang Fan was surprised that he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

"Master, what are you doing, we can't stand it anymore."

After getting away, Qiu Sheng shouted crazily. Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu didn't hear him. Instead, a group of dead bodies moved after hearing the sound and turned their eyes to Qiu Sheng.

"Run!"

Without further ado, Jiang Fan climbed the stairs to the roof alone. There were fewer dead bodies here than below, but there were dozens of them.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan has a hatchet. Although these dead bodies are weak, they are difficult to deal with. Not only are they not afraid of pain, but they are also not afraid of death.

The offensive power is not strong, but the insult is extremely strong.

"Ouch."

Qiu Sheng stayed below for a short time before following up. He really couldn't hold on anymore. In just a short while, Qiu Sheng felt as if he had experienced dozens of battles and was a bit exhausted.

"Wen Cai, or your wit."

Qiu Sheng said out of breath.

Before it stopped, the dead bodies below swarmed up. Jiang Fan and Qiu Sheng saw it and looked at each other.

"Master..."

The door was pushed open by Qiu Sheng and Jiang Fan, who quickly closed the door.

"Wow!"

The brief silence made Jiang Fan and Qiu Sheng finally breathe a sigh of relief. There were not dozens of dead bodies outside, but there were hundreds, but it was difficult to destroy them with their own strength.

Uncle Jiu put on the most classic Taoist robe, and his whole demeanor changed drastically, with the demeanor of a Taoist master.

"Master, you are so handsome!"

Qiu Sheng came to Uncle Jiu and smiled, Jiang Fan also raised a finger.

"Hmph, leave it to me next."

Uncle Jiu held a mahogany sword and said coldly.

awesomeness.

Jiang Fan and Qiu Sheng made way and handed over the stage to Uncle Jiu.

boom!
Just at this moment, the doors and windows were pushed down by the dead bodies.

Uncle Jiu stepped forward, chopping and slashing with the mahogany sword, but it only subdued the dead bodies physically, but did not destroy them.

"Master, no, they will move after a while."

Jiang Fan pointed to the dead bodies subdued by Uncle Jiu. These dead bodies were very strange, they were basically empty shells filled with maggots, and it was difficult for Taoism to work on them.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan said to Uncle Jiu: "Master, find a messenger!"

When Qiu Sheng heard this, his eyes lit up: "That's right, Master is looking for a messenger, maybe they have a way."

"Don't rush."

Uncle Jiu replied.

Looking for a errand?
To put it simply, no money!

He is seriously short of savings now, so save as much as he can.

"Wencai, let's take a break, and it's time for Master to take over."

After saying that, Qiu Sheng and Jiang Fan backed away, but Jiang Fan felt that it was not safe, so he ran to the second floor, and Qiu Sheng saw it, and turned up a few somersaults.

"Ah, you're still smart, you don't have to worry about dead bodies looking for us here."

Qiu Sheng laughed.

Upstairs, Jiang Fan and Qiu Sheng were talking and laughing happily.

Downstairs, Uncle Jiu was fighting hard.

"These two guys."

Uncle Jiu caught a glimpse of the two gloating, and was furious.

Tapping.

Finally, Uncle Jiu, who couldn't bear it any longer, was ready to summon the Yin Er.

"Wencai, look quickly, Master has summoned a messenger."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's familiar movements, Qiu Sheng couldn't help saying.

Jiang Fan nodded, feeling at ease.

Swish.

As soon as Qiu Sheng finished speaking, four ghosts emerged from the ground. As soon as the four of them came out, they frightened the dead bodies and dared not move at all.

Qiu Sheng and Jiang Fan jumped from the second floor, but unfortunately, Qiu Sheng landed smoothly, and Jiang Fan almost staggered and knelt in front of the four evil men.

The four great errants were obviously surprised by Jiang Fan's great gift, and they looked at each other with strange expressions.

This kid, do you want a red envelope?
Uncle Jiu found the Niwan and put it in his mouth.

"Wen Cai, quickly translate what they said?"

Qiusheng quickly pulled Jiang Fan and said in a low voice.

Jiang Fan's face darkened, you really are my translator.

However, Jiang Fan still set his sights on Uncle Jiu and the four evil men.

At this time, the two sides are fighting with each other, which is very intense.

(End of this chapter)