Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

If not, if Wang Xuebin and Lin Fengjiu joined hands according to the plan, her fate might end here!

She and Lin Fengjiu couldn't talk about any mortal enmity, so she was naturally unwilling to risk her life just to plot against Lin Fengjiu.

Although it is possible to startle the enemy by taking action in advance, it is something that Jiuju's first-class leader needs to consider. What does it have to do with her?

However, what she didn't expect was that the bait she threw caught a prehistoric monster!

"What? Isn't Ms. Miko going to give me an explanation?"

Wang Xuebin looked at Xixie Meizi indifferently, and tapped on the table lightly.

In just an instant, the doors and windows around the room were instantly closed, and the room was filled with an extremely depressing atmosphere.

Seeing Miko Xiexie with a shocked expression, Wang Xuebin waved his hand casually, and fragments of the incense burner flew out one after another, hitting Miko Xiexie's face.

This sudden movement interrupted Miko Xiexie's reverie, she made a vigorous leap, and bounced her whole body onto the marble table.

"Wang Jun, I think we may have some misunderstanding. I don't know if Wang Jun can give my concubine a chance to explain. I will definitely give Wang Jun a satisfactory answer!"

Hearing Xixie Miko's eager words, Wang Xuebin stopped his movements, looked at her rather embarrassed figure, and chuckled lightly:

"What kind of answer? Is it like Watanabe Nohe?"

While Wang Xuebin was talking, he raised his hand and raised the rib that had been inserted into Watanabe Noochi's body, and with a flick of his hand, he thrust it straight in front of Miko Saixie.

Sure enough, this person is not using Maoshan Taoism, not only is it not Maoshan Taoism, but it doesn't even look like Taoism!

Even if the Taoism is as deep as Lin Yimei's level, when using Taoism, it is still inseparable from the seal mantra.

And Wang Xuebin's method of controlling things out of thin air without resorting to the power of ghosts is more like a product of fairy tales and strange novels.

She has been in the magic world for so long, and she has never seen such a weird method.

"My lord, we don't interfere with the water of the river. If we continue to fight, we will only lose. Please think about it!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned, kicked over the table carved out of pure marble, and asked sharply:

"The whereabouts of my parents' bodies are still unknown. Do you call this the well water or the river water?"

With the help of the table table, Miko Xie performed a backflip and jumped onto the table where the Buddha statue was placed, raised her hand to grab the long knife spinning in the air, with the blade facing the side, and said cautiously:

"My concubine is very sorry about your father's order, but this matter is really not my fault. If Wang Jun wants to bring back the body of the second elder, he should cooperate with my concubine!"

"Cooperate with you? I'm sorry, Wang has a tough body, and I can't do the job of being a traitor!"

Miko Xiexie frowned when she heard this, and the blade stood up, flashing a gleam of sharpness.

"Is Wang Jun no longer thinking about it? The concubine is a woman, but she never cares whether the person she kills is an unarmed person or not!"

"Huh? Unarmed? Are you talking about me?"

Said, Wang Xuebin pulled out a Glock 17 out of thin air, and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at Miko Xixie who was sweating coldly.

"Sorry Miss Miko, times have changed!"

Chapter 313 Zombie comes out of the coffin, see blood is fierce

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, a trace of cold sweat broke out on Xie Meizi's forehead. The degree of threat is completely different in the hands of different people.

For ordinary people, the effective actual combat distance of a pistol is within ten meters, over ten meters, human body strokes, over 20 meters, the pistol becomes a lottery, and over 50 meters, the pistol becomes a decoration.

Even veterans who often use guns, when using pistols in actual combat, it is difficult to form effective lethality over ten meters.

However, this only refers to ordinary people. The king in front of him is not an ordinary person. Just being able to kick over a marble table weighing more than four hundred catties with one kick is not something ordinary people can do.

With such a basic level of physical fitness, even if this person doesn't know how to use a gun, his control of the recoil alone is enough for Miko Nishiyuki to bear, and this is not the problem that scares her the most!

The problem that frightened her the most was that her technique seemed to have completely failed on Wang Xuebin, not to mention bewitching and controlling him, she couldn't even trance his mind.

This is her housekeeping skill, the way she uses it to eat!

It is precisely by relying on this strange technique that she can gain a firm foothold in Jiuju first class as a woman. If not, she would have been swallowed alive long ago with her beauty.

Literally eat it alive!

You must know that people in the art world, especially heretics, are often more interested in corpses than living people!

After so many years of rolling in the magic world, she can still stand here alive and kicking, which in itself is enough to show her strength!

But when such a powerful woman uses her favorite technique, it has no effect at all, and the meaning of it has to make people's liver tremble.

"Wang Jun, the concubine invited you to come here with good intentions, hoping to make friends with Wang Jun. Don't you feel a bit out of style when Wang Jun treats my concubine like this?"

Sensing the biting chill all over her body, Miko Xie knew that the person in front of her really had murderous intentions.

Without the sharp weapon of spells, she can only be regarded as a woman who has practiced karate well. She can beat ordinary people, but facing Wang Xuebin with a gun, this is not enough!

"Demeanor? Of course you have! But you are not a defenseless and weak woman!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Miko Saikye dropped the samurai sword in her hand neatly, stood up, and gave a French military salute.

If you can't beat him, join him. Meizi Xixie doesn't have a heroic style. She is young and beautiful, so she doesn't want to die like this!

"Wang Jun, now she is an unarmed and weak woman, I wonder if Wang Jun can show your demeanor?"

Watching this scene, Wang Xuebin remained silent for a long time, are people so sensible nowadays?

If Ma San in the world of a generation of masters could have this awareness, he would not be blown to death by Wang Xuebin!

You said that you, a Japanese, have no backbone like a traitor?

Seeing Wang Xuebin standing there, Xixie Meizi frowned, thinking that he wanted to repent, and while urging the spell, stared at the muzzle of the gun vigilantly.

Suddenly, Wang Xuebin's expression tightened, he tapped his feet, and jumped to the ceiling.

And at the spot where he left, a pair of ferocious sharp claws suddenly pierced through the tatami and broke out of the ground!

Seizing the opportunity, Xixie Meizi rolled over and jumped out of the window, disappearing without a trace.

Wang Xuebin didn't even bother to chase after it, but held onto the ceiling tightly with one hand, hung on the ceiling, and looked solemnly at the monster that came out of the ground!

No, it's not a monster, it should be a zombie!

The ferocious sharp claws didn't catch anything, as if very angry, he parted his hands, broke open the tatami, and crawled out of a broken wooden coffin.

Emmm... It's the coffin produced by Wang Kee Funeral Co., Ltd.!

It is also a luxury collection with four corners and seven stars!

Rich!

......

At Dongpinggou Wharf, Sir Ma led Weizai and Sir Lin, carrying a combination box with a solemn expression.

"Ajiu!"

"Boss Ma!"

Uncle Jiu was wearing a yellow-green shirt and trousers, and greeted them.

"I didn't understand what was said on the phone. What happened?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ma Sir turned around and took off the suitcase, handed it to Uncle Jiu, and said in a deep voice:

"It's a long story, let's talk as we walk!"

Uncle Jiu took the suitcase, frowned, nodded solemnly, and led everyone towards the place where he lived.

"...Is the murderer of the corpse case the one who sent the invitation?"

The horse sir who was pushing the wheelchair and walking in the front nodded when he heard the words.

"That's what Guanlan said, and he said there would be danger, so he went by himself!

Because we couldn't contact him and didn't know where he went, we were a little worried, so we rushed to find here! "

Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment, then said slowly:

"Don't worry, Guanlan is not inferior to me in terms of means alone, and he is calm and calm. If he is not sure, he will not take risks!"

Even so, Uncle Jiu still quickened his pace.

At home, Uncle Jiu didn't care about entertaining a few people, but went directly into the house to take out the gossip mirror, and came to the yard.

"Sit whatever you want, I'll do something first to see where Guanlan has gone!"

Seeing these people still standing there blankly, Uncle Jiu couldn't help being polite.

After finishing speaking, he nodded to several people and ignored them.

Moved an Eight Immortals table, placed it in the center of the courtyard, set up the instruments for the ceremony, opened the suitcase, picked out the invitation card with a mahogany sword, and carefully placed it on the table.

"Stay away!"

Uncle Jiu's experience is not comparable to that of Wang Xuebin, a junior. Although he hasn't done anything yet, he has already guessed what will happen.

Seeing that several people retreated one after another and hid behind the tree, Uncle Jiu felt relieved to act.

"The radiance of the Qionglun is full of profit and no loss, the mysterious scene is clear, the door of the gods is opened, and there is a high-ranking person in it, with a jade crown and feather clothes. I wish to send spiritual energy to meet my return date. Sickness!"

Accompanied by Uncle Jiu's chanting sound, the gossip mirror reflected a ray of light, and cast an image on the dense sandalwood.

In the picture, the originally quiet and elegant Hezhiying restaurant has become a mess.

First, a woman in red ran out with bare feet, and not long after, a group of waiters in kimonos fled in a panic.

Looking inside, in the courtyard, there is a ferocious zombie, wearing a bright purple shroud, a chain mail of money, holding a samurai sword, chasing and killing a person crazily.

"Ah! Brother Wang!"

Alian, who had just returned from picking vegetables, saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed.

That's right, the person being chased by zombies in the picture is Wang Xuebin.

In Hezhiying Hotel, Wang Xuebin, who was avoiding the attack of zombies, frowned and glanced at the void.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Jiushu's spell, which was far away in Dongpinggou, immediately failed.

'boom! '

At the same time when the spell became invalid, the chrysanthemum pattern on the invitation card flashed a glimmer of mysterious light, and the gossip mirror used for casting the spell also exploded instantly.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu had made preparations, and the people in the courtyard were not injured.

"Uncle, what's wrong with Brother Wang, he's being hacked with a knife!"

Uncle Jiu's expression was serious, and he couldn't help shaking his head when he heard A-Lian's words and explained:

"This is not a human, it's a zombie!"

"Zombie!!!"

"That's right, it's a zombie raised with evil spirits. Not only is it quick to move, but it also doesn't have the weakness of ordinary zombies. It's very tricky!"

"Ah! Uncle! Brother Wang is the best for me, please save Brother Wang!"

Hearing A-Lian's words, Uncle Jiu had no choice but to smile bitterly:

"Save? How to save? Zombies come out of the coffin, and blood will be fierce. Now, Guanlan can only rely on himself..."

Chapter 314 Black Dog...Blood?

Zombie, as the name suggests, refers to a stiff corpse. According to legend, if a person dies with his eyes closed, the resentment will gather in the throat and cannot be spit out.

After being buried in the ground, it is nourished by the yin and evil spirit, and it will not rot for a long time. As time goes on, the corpse becomes stiff.

In the ancient books "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes" and "Zibuyu", zombies are also called moving corpses, walking shadows or walking corpses. In addition, such as sharp knives, kissing and gasping, bloody nose.

Later, in the late Qing novel "Continuing the Son Without a Word", a more detailed description of zombies was made.

Not only does it classify zombies into different categories, but it also lists several levels of zombies, such as purple zombie, white zombie, black zombie, green zombie, and hairy zombie, and also compiles a tall origin for zombies to change into a dead body.

魃 is drought 魃, 犼 is roaring towards the sky

The transformed zombies will be born with the resentment of heaven and earth, immortal, immortal, and immortal, abandoned by heaven and earth from the six circles of reincarnation, able to enter and exit the two realms of yin and yang, upstream the nine heavens, and downstream the nether world, an omnipotent existence.

Wang Xuebin doesn't know if there are such awesome zombies. Most of his understanding of zombies comes from Hong Kong zombie movies!

In zombie movies made in Hong Kong, the image of the zombie is usually dressed in official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty, with a green face and long fangs. When walking, the zombie is raised with arms flat, bouncing around, like a kangaroo.

In terms of artistic creation, Hong Kong films combined traditional Chinese zombie images with Western vampires. From then on, the zombie who didn't eat or drink turned into a blood-sucking ghost.

The difference from the world of film and television is that the zombie in front of Wang Xuebin is not wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty.

This zombie seemed to be wearing a green hat by Wang Xuebin, its empty eyes were fixed on Wang Xuebin, and it kept chasing.

"Ah~~~ There are monsters!!!"