Chapter 3:
It was quiet in the spiritual hall, with only the breathing sounds of Qin Tian and Qin Feng, as well as the snoring sounds of the three croppers next to them.
Qin Tian looked at the corpse of Zhao Widow, who was about to turn necrotic inside the coffin with a straight face, and was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses.
"Little Wind, take the guy."
"Here, grandpa." Qin Feng had long ago taken the yellow cloth bag from the corner and pulled out a handful of talismans from it.
Qin Feng was clear in his mind that grandpa was a geomancer, to be more accurate, he could only be described as a newly initiated warlock.
For the real magician, that is just into the jianghu shrimp, but for ordinary people, really can spell Taoist, very capable, usually, four villages and eight neighbors, for grandpa is very afraid and admiration.
Especially in this nineties, a special era, the rise of the strange jianghu.
Taoist priests and monks fortune-telling these, in the countryside are very prestigious.
However, it was still a bit difficult for a freshly initiated magician to be able to deal with a white stiff.
Qin Feng did not say or do much, in his previous life, although his own grandfather finally subdued this zombie, but, likewise, there was also a great loss of divine energy, which led to the later death of the dead, and on the way home, the body died.
"Xiao Feng, wake up your Uncle Zhao and the others, we need their help later." Receiving the talisman handed over by Qin Feng, Qin Tian turned his mouth and said, signaling Qin Feng to wake up the three young croppers who were dozing off.
"Okay, grandpa." Qin Feng answered. Acting very calm, since childhood, he had followed his grandfather to contact these things, in addition, he was reborn with the cultivation of the Questioning Qi Great Perfection Realm, although there was no spiritual energy in his body, but he possessed the Divine Awareness of the Questioning Qi Great Perfection Realm in his body.
Facing this kind of small zombie, if they were afraid, that would be abnormal.
Qin Feng directly shouted to wake them up.
In the village, the Zhao family name is more, the three young croppers are all surnamed Zhao.
Being woken up by Qin Feng shouting, when they were confused and figured out the situation in front of them, and saw the appearance of Zhao Widow inside the coffin, the three of them were dumbfounded.
"Qin, Master Qin, what should we do now?" The one who spoke was Zhao Jianjun, also the oldest of the three, just shy of thirty years old this year.
Zhao Jianjun spoke, knocking his teeth, obviously, the whole body, are involuntarily trembling, zombies, this life have not encountered such ghosts, can not be afraid of it.
"Right ah! Master Qin, you say what to do, absolutely can not let this zombie come to life, must eliminate her, if you let her come to life, our village will suffer." Next to the other uncle Zhao opened his mouth to speak, the thought of zombies this ghostly thing, thinking about just seeing the appearance of Zhao Widow in the coffin, the whole person is shivering coldly.
"Qin..."
Just at this time, the last person next to him, was also ready to open his mouth to say something, the words had not yet spoken, a bizarre and frightening scene appeared, and instantly the few people in the spiritual hall were startled.
Zhao Widow, who was originally lying in the coffin, dabbed and sat up directly from the coffin.
At this moment, Zhao Widow, face, exposed skin has grown white hair, fine, plush, a pair of pitch-black eyes exuded ferocious light, the corners of the mouth, has slightly exposed the sharp teeth, the whole Zhao Widow looks, pale.
The nails on her fingers were pitch black and shiny.
"Ah! Zombie ah!"
Zhao Jianjun was violently stunned, the whole person's expression appeared to be very frightened, and after a short but momentary silence, he suddenly cried out in horror.
"Quiet. You three, press Widow Zhao down."
Qin Tian was also startled by this scene, however, he instantly came back to his senses and opened his mouth to command.
Upon hearing Master Qin's command, the three Zhao's crofters stabilized themselves, their scalps hairy as they looked at Widow Zhang sitting inside the coffin, their bodies unable to hold back the trembling, the three of them all had their hands in a frenzy, wanting to go and press Widow Zhao down, but they didn't dare to run to Widow Zhao's front.
Fortunately, in the end, Zhao Widow is only a first-time zombie, just like a human baby, moving slowly, at this moment just sitting up inside the coffin, seems to be still adapting to this new environment, sitting up has been more than ten seconds, there is not much movement.
Qin Feng watched from the sidelines, he was clear in his mind, this time Zhao Widow, no, I should say zombie, did not move, is in the absorption of Yang Qi.
Has not slowed down, estimated that at most one or two minutes, when this zombie absorbed the yang qi in the house, as well as the night's sinister qi, it will slow down and have the ability to move, and then will rely on instinct, sucking blood, that is, trace the source of the yang qi, sucking blood to collect the yang.
"Hurry up, don't dawdle or it will be dangerous later." Qin Tian shouted sternly at Zhao Jianjun's trio.
Only then did Zhao Jianjun's trio gather enough courage to step forward with fear on their faces, the three of them, on the left and right of the coffin, and one standing at the back, pressed down on Zhao Widow's shoulders.
Three crop farmers, young and strong, although the culture is not high, but years of labor, a handful of strength is still there, briefly overcame the fear of the heart, fear into power, which just sat up Zhao widow, all of a sudden was Zhao Jianjun three directly pressed down the coffin.
Qin Tian held the talisman, while receiving the peach wood sword from Qin Feng.
Muttering under his breath; "Jiang Tai Gong is here, the Supreme Lord is here, the curfew ghosts and phantoms quickly retreat, pardon!"
Qin Tian glued the talisman in his left hand and held the sword in his right hand, he danced in the air for a few times, and with a stab of the peach wood sword, he stabbed over and with a 'pfft' sound, he stabbed into Widow Zhao's chest, and then immediately pasted the talisman directly onto Widow Zhao's forehead.
Qin Feng watched from the sidelines and felt the faint fluctuation of spiritual qi within the spiritual hall, he knew that this was his grandfather exerting all of his spiritual power to activate this talisman.
Qin Feng, who hadn't made any move, secretly shook his head, such a weak spiritual power can't suppress this zombie at all, even if this zombie is a white stiff that has just been molded.
Being stabbed by his grandfather Qin Tian's mahogany sword, Zhao Widow immediately issued a hiss, unlike the sound of a human being, like a wild beast, this hissing with a bizarre effect, the side of the three people pressed Zhao Jianjun, immediately in front of the eyes on the blackness, as if the blackness of the eyesight dizzy, can not move.
Just a split second, Zhao Widow as stimulated, violently again in the coffin sit up, two hands of nails from Zhao Jianjun them just less than twenty centimeters, dark black, in the dim light are black shiny, eyes seem to be hidden inside the blood red in the flash, eyes that is extremely bloodthirsty light.
The talisman suppression was as useless as Qin Feng had guessed -
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