All the people in the small Taoist temple are not human

The fallen zombie quickly stood up again and rushed towards Chai Jixiang.

Chai Jixiang's face was pale, but he didn't take a step back. He stood in the center holding a mahogany sword, and silently chanted a spell.

On the road in front of him, red lines and spells were used to form magic circles, which were used to delay Cheng Xinghai and others' escape.

However, the magic circle, which was supposed to be invincible to zombies, had no effect at this moment. Nothing happened when the zombies stepped on it, and even the hanging red line stepped on by the zombies was not bent.

Chai Jixiang immediately threw a spell specially used to restrain the zombies, but it had no effect at all on the zombies.

His face was pale, and he turned his head and shouted at the crowd: "Run! I can't stop them!"

"These are not zombies." Cheng Xinghai said.

"How could it not be? Even if you haven't seen the real thing, you should have seen a zombie movie, right? This is a zombie!" Shan Fu pulled Cheng Xinghai to leave, but Cheng Xinghai avoided him.

He picked up a big watermelon from the vegetable store, walked up to Chai Jixiang and threw it at the front zombie: "Watch my watermelon explode."

"It's useless—" Before Chai Jixiang finished speaking, he saw a hole in the chest of the zombie hit by Cheng Xinghai with a watermelon, revealing a tiny bamboo pole and a white piece of paper from the hole.

"They are paper dolls made to look like zombies," Cheng Xinghai said.

Chai Jixiang suddenly realized, no wonder his methods for dealing with zombies were useless.

Seeing that the zombies were still rushing towards them, Shan Fu immediately followed suit.

These watermelons were icy cold, not ordinary watermelons at all, Shan Fu felt his fingertips were about to freeze off as soon as he touched them.He pinched his hands to protect his hands, picked up a big watermelon and threw it at the zombie

However, the watermelon he threw not only failed to smash the body of the zombie paper figurine, but was bounced off by the zombie, and fell to the ground, revealing the blood-red flesh of the watermelon.

Shan Fu was startled: "Is this a real zombie?"

"It's all fake." After Cheng Xinghai finished speaking, he threw another watermelon out, and directly smashed the head of the zombie paper man who bounced Shanfu's watermelon away just now.

Shan Fu was stunned: "Why can't I smash it?"

Chai Jixiang felt a stream of pure magic power on the smashed watermelon, recovered from his astonishment, and looked at Cheng Xinghai with admiration: "This student has a deep cultivation level, where did he learn from?"

"Observe Cheng Xinghai in tranquility." Cheng Xing's poster was famous, and when he turned around and wanted to go to the vegetable store to refill his ammunition, he saw a person coming out of the inner room.

Wearing a T-shirt and jeans, the man, who looked to be in his 30s, ran towards them in horror: "Help, there are zombies here!"

"Come here quickly!" Mother Wu hurriedly beckoned him to come over.

Seeing that he was running slowly, Shan Fu wanted to run over to pick him up, but Cheng Xinghai grabbed him.

"He's not human." Cheng Xinghai stared at the man's feet.

Sanford: "He has a shadow."

"The shoes are wrong." Cheng Xinghai stared at the old-fashioned cloth shoes, with a pair of red "longevity" characters embroidered on the uppers, which were the shoes worn by the dead when encoffining.

Only then did Shan Fu notice this detail, he took a breath, and pulled Mama Wu back again and again.

The ghost saw that he was smashed, and the panic on his face disappeared, turning into a ferocious smile: "Giggle... I was discovered by you. I wanted to play with you for a while. How should I punish you now? Start from the beginning." Let's eat, should we eat the heart first? Or..." He licked his lips, salivating and looking at the people in front of him.

Shan Fu could feel the powerful force emanating from this old ghost, knowing that he was no match, he looked behind him for help.

Chai Jixiang is being entangled by zombie paper figurines and has no time to clone himself.

The ghost saw the fear in Shanfu's heart, and made a strange clucking sound again.

Cheng Xinghai picked up the tomato in his hand and threw it at his face: "Speak well, what are you talking about? Are you a chicken?"

The ghost was hit straight by the tomato, and his face was flattened.Tomato juice splashed all over his face, and the old ghost yelled, "You are so brave!"

"Shut up!" Cheng Xinghai picked up the tomato and continued smashing it.

The old ghost wanted to dodge, but an invisible force held him firmly in place, making him take Cheng Xinghai's tomato again with his face.

The flattened face was smashed transparent by the tomato, leaving only half of the face.

The old ghost realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, but was held down by Yuan Ji again with coercion and could not move.

The old ghost was finally frightened, trembling and begging for mercy: "Master, please forgive me."

Cheng Xinghai tossed the third tomato in his hand, and glanced at the zombies outside: "What the hell are you doing?"

The corner of the old ghost's mouth twitched, and he tried hard to squeeze out a flattering smile: "It's just a small thing to adjust the atmosphere." He clapped his hands while talking, and the zombie paper figures that kept attacking Chai Jixiang stopped one after another.

Chai Jixiang heaved a sigh of relief, retreated to Cheng Xinghai's side, frowned and looked at the old ghost.The old ghost's mana was so strong that even he and his younger brother couldn't get out completely, but was subdued by Cheng Xinghai with two tomatoes.

Chai Jixiang had to sigh in his heart, "Young people are awesome", adjusted his breathing and asked in a deep voice, "You are the one who caused trouble here?"

The old ghost was afraid of Cheng Xinghai, but he was not afraid of Chai Jixiang. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes at him directly: "None of your business?"

Cheng Xinghai smashed the tomato on his forehead with his backhand, and the old ghost suddenly only had a quarter of his face left, and only one mouth left to speak.

The old ghost couldn't cry without his eyes, he could only wail: "Can't it be me? Why is this hitting me too?"

Cheng Xinghai: "Speak well and be polite. What are you doing here?"

The old ghost cried and said: "I just want to play a game, haven't you all guessed it? Plants vs Zombies."

Cheng Xinghai: "..."

Can he guess it just by saying it casually?

Shanfu didn't believe this nonsense: "Nonsense, throwing my watermelon is useless!"

"That means the game hasn't officially started yet." The old ghost said.

Cheng Xinghai remembered what the old ghost said earlier that he would eat their brains, pointed to Wucheng and asked, "Do you know this person?"

The old ghost really wanted to say that his eyes were gone, but he remembered the severe pain when Cheng Xinghai smashed his own eyes with a tomato just now. He didn't dare to shake his wits, so he could only use his strength to make up another eye, and took a closer look. Wucheng.

"I have a little impression. He came to me to play a game before, and he lost in the end." The old ghost secretly looked at Cheng Xinghai, afraid that he would hit him again, and emphasized, "It's their own will. They are willing to bet and admit defeat. I can't blame me."

Wu's mother turned pale when she heard this: "This...how can Wucheng play games with ghosts?"

Chai Jixiang has a lot of experience in dealing with ghosts, and explained to him in a low voice: "Ghosts are so cunning, they often use deception or intimidation to pull people into so-called 'games'."

"Then, is our Wucheng rescued? His father is like this too, has he come to play games too?" Wu's mother asked anxiously.

"Are you here in his brain?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Cheng Xinghai and the silent child next to him made the old ghost feel terrified. He nodded and smiled flatteringly: "I'll give him his brain back, masters, please go."

Mother Wu asked worriedly: "Can it still be used? Can Wucheng be restored to its original state?"

"Yes, yes, absolutely no problem." The old ghost responded repeatedly.

Chai Jixiang asked: "How many people have you played games with in total?" They only know 11 people, and there may be others like Wu Cheng and his son who have not been counted.

"23." Old ghost.

Cheng Xinghai: "Remember so clearly, you can't be fooling me, right?"

"I know these 23 brains very well, so of course I remember them clearly." The old ghost's eyes lingered on the heads of Chai Jixiang, Shan Fu, and Wu Mama, but unfortunately, with Cheng Xinghai and Yuan Ji around, he didn't dare to play tricks. .

The old ghost turned his palm and took out a small black jar.The jar was opened, revealing the pale brain inside, still alive and well.

Mama Wu wanted to pick it up but didn't dare to pick it up, she looked at Cheng Xinghai and Chai Jixiang cautiously.

Chai Jixiang was also worried about fraud, and asked Cheng Xinghai what he meant.

Cheng Xinghai asked the old ghost: "Can you put his brain back and restore him to his original state?"

The old ghost nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, don't worry. I will take care of these treasures, just like when he was in his mind." He walked forward as he spoke, and Wu's mother pulled Wu Cheng back a step, staring at him warily. with him.

Cheng Xinghai thought for a while and said, "You swear by your heart demon that you will never tamper with the return of anyone's brains, and promise to honestly restore these victims to their original state."

The old ghost didn't want to swear, but in the face of absolute strength, he had no choice but to swear obediently.

The heart demon oath is the most important oath among all oaths. If you violate this oath, you will be wiped out and die a bad death.

The old ghost swore obediently, and a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the dark sky, which shocked everyone.

The old ghost stared at the sky in disbelief: "I'll go, did God respond so quickly?"

Yuanji thought to himself that God made you swear, can you not respond quickly?

Chai Jixiang also felt the power of heaven and earth as a witness, and his face showed joy: "God is watching, let him restore the brains of Wucheng students."

Although Mother Wu didn't understand it very well, she also felt a refreshing breath.She walked over with Wucheng, and at the sign of the old ghost, let Wucheng sit down on a chair in the vegetable shop, and took off the fisherman's hat on Wucheng's head, revealing his bald head.

The old ghost's sharp fingers turned around along the hairline on the inner side of Wucheng, and made a hole at the top like digging a passion fruit, and then opened his skull, revealing the bloody inside.

Mother Wu tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

The old ghost used his power to take out the brain from the jar, put it back into Wucheng's skull, and then closed the skull.

Wucheng sat on the chair in a daze, and Wu's mother suppressed her voice and called softly: "Wucheng? Wucheng? Can you hear my mother's voice?"

Wucheng's slack pupils gradually condensed, and when he saw the person squatting in front of him, he called softly: "Mom?"

"It's mother." Wu's mother stared at him anxiously, for fear that her son would not recover.

Wu Cheng rubbed his face and sighed long: "Mom, I just had a nightmare. I dreamed that I hit a ghost and lost my mind. It was too scary."

Mother Wu: "...that's true."

Wucheng: "???"

Only then did he notice that this was not his familiar home, and there were other people around.

"Xinghai, why are you here?" Wu Cheng asked in surprise.

"Come to find your brain." Cheng Xinghai looked behind him, Wu Cheng followed his gaze, and saw that familiar grimace, the skull that had just closed almost flew away again in fright.He immediately jumped up from the chair, dragged Mama Wu and ran towards the door, "Xinghai, go, it's dangerous!"

Cheng Xinghai: "..."

I don't know how to tell him that it is this old ghost who should feel dangerous now.

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