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"What's wrong, we met Zongzi. Bring me the black donkey's hooves!"

Zhang Qishan and others witnessed the front door of Yizhuang and were about to break in. When they encountered a corpse jumping out of Yizhuang, they did not panic, but were prepared.

But even if you are prepared, you can't be so skilled.

The man in front raised his gun and fired, while Zhang Rishan, a young adjutant behind him, turned around and went to get the black donkey's hoof.

Obviously, this isn't the first time they've encountered something like this.

"Look at them, they seem to be very skilled."

Wang Xi, who was also looking at everything here, joked.

Zongzi?

Black donkey hooves?

Lin Wangchuan thought for a moment.

Could it be a tomb robber?

Zhang Dashuai actually has such a team of tomb robbers. And they are all such young boys.

Zongzi is a code word circulated among tomb robbers. It refers to a relatively well-preserved corpse in a tomb that has not rotted but has mutated. If you touch a big zongzi, you are in trouble. It refers to zombies, evil spirits and other unclean things.

The elders also mentioned that it can be restrained by using black donkey hooves.

Lin Wangchuan was meditating while looking at the altar that had been set up. Although the altar was simple, it was enough for him to deal with Zhang Dashuai's people.

It wasn't until Zhang Qishan and others appeared that Lin Wangchuan started to get serious.

A little sloppy.

Immediately, he began to cast spells on the altar, preparing to increase his offensive power.

Wang Xi mentioned on the side:

"They said just now that you robbed their commander's gold. Is this a deliberate frame-up to make yourself famous?"

or.....

Looking at the upright look on the leader's soldier's face: "Or maybe he really thinks it's true and was kept in the dark by lies?"

Zongzi: refers to the corpses in ancient tombs that are relatively intact, not damaged, not rotten but stiff.

As for Zhang Qishan, he was also a little surprised to actually meet Zongzi here in Yizhuang. He faced a newly promoted confidant next to him, who was also considered a disciple of his clan, and saw some surprise and fear in his eyes.

, and then deliberately reminded him: "Zongzi is the collective name for evil spirits in our industry. I think it's just an ordinary rice dumpling."

As an adjutant, Zhang Rishan immediately understood and spread the knowledge about zongzi to everyone, because it was really the first time for half of the team to encounter zongzi.

"There are many types of zongzi. This big zongzi! They are powerful zombies, evil spirits and the like. As for the old zongzi, they are zombies that have transformed into corpses and are difficult to deal with. Dry zongzi refers to the corpses in the tombs.

So rotten that only a pile of bones are left. Meat dumplings refer to corpses with many valuable things. Blood dumplings are the most powerful dumplings in a special tomb called the Blood Corpse Tomb. Mold dumplings refer to corpses with corpse poison.

.There are also female rice dumplings. Naturally, they are rice dumplings made from the female corpse, which are more powerful than ordinary rice dumplings..."

While Zhang Rishan was explaining to everyone, he took the lead and fired at the rice dumpling that jumped over.

The gunshots and his shouts mixed together, but they didn't affect him at all.

After a burst of shooting, enough for hundreds of shots, the rice dumplings that jumped out of the Yizhuang courtyard only slowed down slightly.

"Good guy, it's quite thick."

At this time, the black donkey's hoof was also handed over from behind. Zhang Rishan raised the black donkey's hoof and a bottle of black dog blood and sprinkled it towards the rice dumpling.

There was only a loud bang, and the rice dumpling was shaken by the magic power of the black donkey's hooves and retreated into the yard, and immediately stopped moving.

"Look, this black donkey's hoof is the nemesis of these rice dumplings."

Zhang Rishan explained again: "As long as you have a magic weapon in your hand, there is nothing to be afraid of these things."

With that said, Zhang Rishan stepped forward to check on the motionless body, so as to reassure the recruits behind him who were seeing this scene for the first time.

The recruits here naturally only refer to this matter. Every recruit here has already had a lot of experience on the battlefield.

Zhang Rishan walked over and stepped on the rice dumpling, but his feet disappeared. Just when he was about to turn around and report to Zhang Qishan, the battle was over and the trouble was solved.

But who wants to...

The rice dumpling that was splashed with blood actually moved again.

The expressions of the soldiers behind him changed drastically in shock. Zhang Rishan was so shocked that he thought he had encountered a disaster such as the big rice dumpling turning into a blood rice dumpling.

But when they didn't expect it, at a simple altar behind Yizhuang, Lin Wangchuan was arranging a formation and using Maoshan Control Technique, preparing to counterattack them.

However, just when Xue Zongzi stood up and prepared to attack Zhang Rishan, the horse outside the gate of Yizhuang, which had been observing the battle indifferently, suddenly moved. Zhang Qishan suddenly broke through the air and flew across the distance of several feet with a kick, directly hitting the man.

He stood up and kicked Xue Zongzi's head out, pulling the frightened Zhang Rishan back to the door again.

He looked warily at the bloody rice dumpling inside, which had clearly been kicked off his head but still stood up.

He waved his hand, and Zhang Rishan and others immediately took a few steps back.

Zhang Qishan is about to take action.

By the time the bloody rice dumpling recovered his kicked-off head, Zhang Qishan had already pulled out his saber.

It was a cavalry saber.

Different from Lin Wangchuan's Nichirin sword, the saber has a wide back and thin blade, and the blade is relatively heavy, which is helpful to increase the strength of the cutting. The sword has smooth lines, and the handle is generally slightly curved in the direction of the blade. Such a curved handle

It is more conducive to the rider's control and is not easy to lose.

I saw Zhang Qishan holding a saber in one hand and a box gun hanging on his waist, rushing straight towards the bloody rice dumpling.

Xue Zongzi also had his head installed at this time. He didn't have time to turn around and stepped forward. The cavalry saber slashed along the back of his head.

Then Zhang Qishan swung two more swords, and Xue Zongzi dodged them with strange movements.

After the two fought for several rounds, Xue Zongzi, who had stabilized his pace, suddenly began to attack.

Zhang Rishan and others were shocked by this move.

Because it was the first time they saw rice dumplings with skill in their hands.

Zhang Qishan's face did not change, he increased the strength of the saber in his hand, and fought with the bloody rice dumpling for several rounds again.

Xue Zongzi was ultimately defeated by Zhang Qishan in kung fu. He was struck by Zhang Qishan's saber several times and eventually lost half of his arm. However, he recovered very quickly and entered combat mode again.

Seeing the bloody rice dumpling recovering so quickly, Zhang Qishan's eyes gradually became more murderous.

He seemed to have thought of something.

The hatred in his mind suddenly became strong, and with another knife, he directly broke the lower body of Xue Zongzi.

Looking back, he saw that Xue Zongzi, who had been cut in half by him, was still trying to recover his body. Without saying a word, Zhang Qishan inserted the saber in his hand directly into Xue Zongzi's head.

Then, he took out the box gun from his waist and shot at the bloody rice dumplings.

"Fire, oil!"

When Zhang Rishan heard Zhang Qishan's shouting, he immediately brought the fire and oil prepared in advance and came to Zhang Qishan.
Chapter completed!