Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 491 Zombie Evidence
Oh my god, this is a complete fight to the death.

"does it worth?"

Chen Zhu said these three words, "Although I am your grandfather, you trust me so much?"

……

"worth."

These two words were not spoken by Chen Shunde, but came from behind them.

Chen Zhu turned his head and saw that the person coming was an old man in military uniform.

The old man is covered with medals, but he is not just going through the motions.

He held a rusty broadsword in his hand and said to Chen Zhu seriously:
"It's worth it, even if it's just for you."

"you are?"

Chen Zhu didn't know this old man.

But the old man knew Chen Zhu:
"The god of war in the Shangzhuang battle was shot more than a dozen times but still fought hard, killing more than 300 enemies alone."

He saluted with a standard military salute: "The non-commissioned officer who was awarded the highest honor by the Federation was my grandfather."

He came here and placed the big knife in front of Chen Zhu with both hands.

"This is your original knife. We found it later when we were cleaning up the battlefield."

This knife...

Chen Zhu took it subconsciously. It felt familiar, and there were some tiny scratches on it that had been corroded by rust.

“So it’s this knife…”

There was a gleam in his eyes and mixed feelings in his heart.

This knife is not his, but belongs to a comrade in the previous company.

The knife was stained with the blood of his comrade's mother. Before she died, she begged him to use the knife to chop off the enemy's head.

Now this knife brings back too many memories for Chen Zhu.

The entrance to the land is scheduled for nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

However, that night, fighter jets and transport planes flew in one after another from various cities and places.

They were all making final preparations in silence.

Chen Zhu walked alone in front to see these descendants.

At first, he just wanted to pick up some magical tools to sell, but he had defended this world with great difficulty.

The entire suburbs of Qingyun City were blocked off to park these special planes.

But what Chen Zhu saw were all elderly people in their twilight years, and there were almost no young people. The youngest were in their fifties.

He didn't feel that his superiors didn't care about him. On the contrary, for mortals, the older they get, the stronger they become.

Except that their bodies are no longer young, they are the best in terms of experience, practice, and vision.

Among so many old men, any one of them could be the foundation of a sect, and the most powerful ones among them.

"Dingling bell~"

The Sanqing Bell rang, and Chen Zhu subconsciously looked in the direction of his gaze.

Behind that Taoist figure, there were faint shadows of three gods flickering. Logically, even a flying zombie would be frightened.

But he was different. The three figures disappeared again after seeing him.

"It's indeed you."

The old man walked towards Chen Zhu and saluted him: "The Federation is lucky that the general can come back to visit."

"I am the leader of a small sect on a remote mountain. I am sorry for my rude attempt just now, General."

"It's out of the way."

Chen Zhu shook his head and said, "Don't think I only use classical Chinese because I'm old. I still like to listen to vernacular Chinese."

He just came to take a look, and at the same time, the identity that once belonged to him spread among everyone.

The Sanqing bell rang, and many people looked over here.

Earlier, Chen Zhu noticed that the youngest Taoist priest, who was in his fifties, was also coming.

"The current head of Maoshan, Mao Sanming, greets the general."

Is he the head of Maoshan?
Such a young leader?
Mao Sanming noticed Chen Zhu's surprise. He felt helpless and spoke in a low voice.

"All my elders died outside. I am the most powerful person in the entire Maoshan."

He risked almost everything to come here.

If he died, many of Maoshan's lineages would never be passed on, even if there were books and accurate records.

In the end, the inheritance may be broken.

"Master Mao, let's go back."

The old Taoist said before: "If our small sect is destroyed, it will be destroyed, but if your Maoshan sect is destroyed, it will be a pity for the world."

"I can't go back."

Mao Sanming said in a clear and loud voice: "My Maoshan caused this trouble, and my Maoshan must deal with it. If I die, the extinction of the Maoshan Taoism is what we deserve."

He had an extremely firm determination, not only because of his past mistakes, but also because of the elders who followed in the footsteps of the sect.

Mao Sanming said decisively: "We have lost all of Maoshan's jade seal, jade scepter, jade talisman, and jade sword. I, Mao Sanming, am not as strong as you seniors, but I still have a golden talisman left by the founder of Maoshan."

"Perhaps, the ancestor had already seen this day, so he left this back-up plan."

His words caused everyone to sigh and be moved.

In troubled times, everyone knows that it is not Maoshan's fault. How can one person's mistake affect the entire inheritance?

But Mao Sanming, and even the entire Maoshan, does not think so.

"it is good!"

At this moment, a powerful voice sounded, and Uncle Jiu walked in from outside the venue.

He said to Mao Sanming bluntly: "When I observed you just now, I thought you were not qualified to be the head of Maoshan. Now it seems that I was shortsighted."

"Lin Fengjiao?!"

The pupils of many elderly people suddenly contracted and their bodies became tense and alert.

"No, it's Uncle Nine, the one who looks very similar."

When they came, they had already read some information on the plane and knew that a Taoist priest named Jiu Shu looked very similar to Lin Fengjiao.

Some people speculated that maybe Uncle Jiu was Lin Fengjiao's child, but he was also the main force this time.

According to Chen Shunde, the leader of the Five Thunder Sect, this person's strength is unfathomable and even he has no confidence of winning.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have pressed the button.

"I'm Uncle Nine."

He bowed to the people around him and said, "Of course, you can call me Mao Jiu. I have many names."

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

The Taoist said sorry before.

But Mao Sanming's heart was trembling at this moment.

"You have my Maoshan Dharma lineage in you. Which senior of my Maoshan are you?"

He even began to suspect that the person in front of him was actually Lin Fengjiao.

If he had succeeded, he would have been eternally young by now.

Could this be a scam?

Thinking of this, Mao Sanming suddenly took out the golden talisman from his arms!
"Lin Fengjiao, you are Lin Fengjiao!"

"The orthodox inner secret lineage of our Maoshan is only passed on to the head of the sect. The aura of your inner secret lineage cannot deceive me!"

"Conspiracy, this is a conspiracy!"

"Lin Fengjiao! You are ashamed of our Maoshan ancestors, and you are ashamed of the gods in heaven!"

Hearing this, everyone here was shocked.

Everyone was concerned again, how to explain the Dharma lineage?
"Don't worry."

Uncle Jiu knew that this situation would happen. In fact, he had encountered such a situation in other parallel worlds.

So, he slowly took out a golden talisman from his arms.

"Boy, take a look at my golden talisman. Is it exactly the same as yours?"

Another golden talisman?
Everyone's eyes flickered. What was going on?

Maoshan's talismans are divided by color: yellow, blue, purple, silver, and gold, with gold being the most powerful.

And these two golden talismans are exactly the same.

"This..." Even Mao Sanming was confused at this moment.

"Actually, I am not from your world."

Uncle Jiu was moved and no longer concealed the truth. He told everyone everything about the parallel space. At first, everyone didn't believe it.

Until... Uncle Jiu took out the Light Stick from his arms, transformed into Ultraman on the spot and flew towards the sun.

The old men at the scene opened their mouths so wide that four duck eggs could fit in!
For most of them, they grew up watching Ultraman, so this is quite shocking.

"Old friend, do you... do you believe in light?"

"I believed it when I was a kid, but I stopped believing it when the future became dark. But now... I, I believe it."

It’s too fake, too exaggerated, and too ridiculous!
But this is the fact, the parallel space theory has been proven, and Lin Fengjiao from another world came to their world for a redemption.

The old guys immediately felt relaxed and became more energetic.

"There is hope, there is hope. This should be the closest we have ever been to hope!"

"Yes, Lin Fengjiao's strength is unprecedented, and now there is finally someone who can match her."

"Great! The ancestors have appeared, the ancestors have appeared..."

Chen Zhu: "Everyone, I have already appeared, please stop talking."

Perhaps, Chen Zhu knew why he woke up at this time.

Nine o'clock arrived.

Led by Uncle Jiu, everyone set foot into the wilderness again.

But this time, Uncle Jiu took the compass and followed the needle and kept walking forward.

"From here, we can go directly to where Lin Fengjiao opened the ground door."

Chen Zhu explained to everyone, and soon everyone saw a village in the distance.

The village had long been abandoned, and the doors of every household were open.

Inside they could see a shiny black coffin, with a spirit light on it seeming to be staring at them.

"Roar!"

Chen Zhu roared, "How dare a mere little devil act so presumptuously in front of me?"

The next moment, the coffins trembled and exploded!

The corpses inside flew out and surrounded everyone.

"Flying corpse!"

Mao Sanming's expression changed drastically: "How is this possible? There are flying corpses everywhere!"

He immediately took out his peach wood sword and said, "Everyone, be careful. I'm afraid we're going to have a fierce battle."

"This place is built on the passage of the underground gate. Not to mention zombies, even a pig can become an old monster."

Uncle Jiu patted his chest quickly, and a golden sequin shot out from his Taoist robe.

Taking a closer look, he found that they were all golden talismans. He shook them harder and the golden talismans flew out.

"disease!"

Uncle Jiu pointed with one hand.

In an instant, the golden talisman was accurately pressed on the heads of all the zombies, causing them to fall to the ground one after another.

"call……"

Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I was prepared."

He subconsciously looked at Chen Zhu, not knowing whether the great god was satisfied or not.

Chen Zhu's face turned red.

If zombies could still turn red.

He glanced around, and although no one was looking at him, it was indeed very embarrassing.

Who understands? He wanted to show off his dominance, but ended up being taught a lesson by more than a dozen flying zombies.

He had no choice but to whisper and grunt beside the flying zombies' necks.

This is a great opportunity, don't let it go.

After killing more than a dozen flying zombies, Chen Zhu's eyes turned red, and all the corpse energy in his body quickly turned into strength.

He suddenly took a step forward, standing in the air, his robe rustling in the wind as he moved.

If we ignore his horrible zombie face, I'm afraid we would have to describe him as having the appearance of an immortal.

Everyone looked at him sideways.

The palms of the old men were sweating, as they originally wanted to wait for Uncle Jiu to speak.

Because this will absorb the essence of other zombies, and also absorb the evil spirits and resentment, causing them to go berserk.

They suspected that Chen Zhu was able to stay awake because of his merits in life and the protection of the country's destiny, but this might not be enough to suppress his merits.

But Uncle Jiu just watched with a smile.

He knew this person's background, and his consciousness was eroded? Not possible.

As expected, Chen Zhu just wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Let's go, you don't have to wait for me."

"As expected of a general."

The old people were moved, and Chen Shunde even walked together with Chen Zhu.

"Grandpa, how does it feel to fly?"

"Isn't the air up there sometimes fresher than the air down there?"

"Master, when there's no one around, can you take me flying too?"

"Don't make any noise."

Chen Zhu secretly realized that zombies did not exist in the Three Realms or the Five Elements, which was quite strange.

What Hou turned into after his death was also a great way. Perhaps he could improve it.

Everyone was moving forward, but Chen Zhu's thoughts had begun to wander.

After the Hongmeng battle that day, he allowed the true geniuses to go to the Taiyi era, create the great way, and prove their own Hunyuan.

However, it is a pity that no new avenue has emerged until now, but now he has been given a start.

Maybe zombies can also open up a road?
"arrive!"

The noise outside brought him back to his senses, and he saw a temple rising from the ground in the center of the village.

Inside the temple, a clay sculpture was made into the image of Lin Fengjiao, which was about seven or eight meters tall, with a ghostly aura and a green evil nature revealed in the shadows.

We were outside the temple but did not go in.

It was just because, inside the temple, there were evil ghosts and flying zombies kneeling on the ground and worshiping the statues. They were much more powerful than the previous flying zombies.

Chen Zhu's expression was moved: "Lin Fengjiao built a temple for herself?"

"What does he want to do? Be a ghost?"

"I'm afraid it's true." Uncle Jiu observed the ghosts and zombies and said, "If we can worship gods, then ghosts can also worship gods. It seems that I in this world am really eccentric."

"I think this is a good idea, but it's the wrong way to go."

An old man gave himself a shot of adrenaline and said:

"There are five immortals: heaven, earth, man, gods, and ghosts. It is impossible to become a heavenly immortal, it is hard to become an earthly immortal, a human immortal is still a human, a god immortal needs to be canonized, and being a ghost immortal is actually quite good too."

"It's just that he used the wrong method, which led to harm to the people and caused his karma to blind him."

"Sooner or later, God will take it away."

"We're here to take him."

The old man walked into the house and said, "My life span has come to an end. Everyone, let me, an old man, make my last contribution to you all and lead the way."

He clapped his hands repeatedly, sealed his seven orifices with talismans, and shouted to the sky:
"Please submit to the spirit medium, and ask the gods to give orders. Now I, Fu Yunsheng, am about to die, and I ask the Emperor Guan to come down and exorcise the demon!"

A golden light fell from the sky, and Fu Yunsheng stepped into the temple.

He closed the door so that no one could see inside.

Soon there was a huge noise inside, but it soon subsided.

The door creaked open and Fu Yunsheng stood straight at the door.

But... there is no breath of life anymore.

Guandijun left.

"Won?"

Mao Sanming wanted to go forward to see, but was stopped by Uncle Jiu.

"No."

He looked serious: "Look."

I saw that all the flesh and blood on Fu Yunsheng's back was hollowed out, and a piece of skin fell off with a bang.

Inside the huge temple, the blood on the clay statues was being absorbed quickly.

(End of this chapter)