Journey to the West: Monks do not tell lies, they only rob

"Protect me, you idiot!"

Qin Shanhe pushed the guards around him, but their legs were paralyzed and motionless as if they were filled with lead.

This is a blood-sucking zombie!

They just come here to work and pretend to scare people. They didn't say they would risk their lives to scare zombies!

"Hey Master, look at them."

Bajie looked behind him. "Hmm? Where's the Master?"

At this time, the guests of the Qin Mansion rushed into the house and wanted to leave through the back door.

For a moment, the cries of children and women and the calls of men were heard everywhere, and the scene was in chaos.

"Hey everyone, stop pushing and shoving, and leave in an orderly manner."

Tang Shan held a loud speaker and shouted at the door, saying that if this continued, she would be bitten to death by zombies or trampled to death by her own people.

Following the sound, Sha Seng and his companions looked out of the attic window and saw their master trying to protect the children who were separated from the crowd.

Xiaobai: "Go down and help!"

Qin Dagui and the master brought a group of people to the mountain. They shone the kerosene lamp into the tomb, but there was no coffin.

A group of neatly placed footprints were found nearby, with another group of the same kind appearing every few meters.

"It's bad! He's resurrected! Go back quickly!"

The master led his men hurried to the Qin Mansion.

Originally, Old Master Qin still had a few years left to live, but in order to become the mayor, Qin Shanhe listened to the master's advice and used evil magic to exchange his life for good fortune.

Old Master Qin was starved to death in his room. In order to cover up the truth, he announced to the outside world that he died of a sudden illness.

Since Qin Shanhe always pretended to be a filial son, the townspeople did not doubt his words.

In order to accumulate blessings for his deceased father, Qin Shanhe took the lead in donating 10,000 taels to repair the college so that children from poor families could go to school for free.

His action led the residents of Qingshui Town to elect him as the new mayor.

The construction team for renovating the academy and the purchase of materials were all from his Qin Mansion. He pocketed the materials that were actually donated by others, which was truly a good business with huge profits.

The zombies arrived at the gate of Qin's house in the blink of an eye. Qin Dafu was so scared that he used Qin Shanhe to block himself.

"Father, you are old, but I am still young. The Qin family will still need me to prosper in the future."

How he treated his father is how his son treated him. It really is karma.

"You!" Qin Shanhe covered his chest and was very angry at the sight.

Tang Shan reluctantly went to the system to exchange for a magical weapon and talisman that could restrain zombies.

System: Tsk~ You still have to look for me in the end, go count the money...

She closed her eyes and threw a talisman covered with super glue in the direction of the zombie.

This is a high-end product given by the system. Fu Zuan can focus on the zombie's forehead and stick it on.

As soon as the talisman was applied, the zombie stopped in mid-air and didn't move.

The disciples who had come running in a hurry came around to the front and asked, "Is he tamed already?"

Tang Shan quickly distributed the glutinous rice in her pocket to her apprentices and asked them to scatter some at the doorsteps of the people.

Qin Shanhe pushed his eldest son away angrily and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for saving my life."

"Stop talking nonsense," Tang Shan threw a bag of rice into his hand, "Hurry up and spread the rice."

After I spread it, I will cheat you out of money.

"Bang!" In less than a minute, the talisman on the zombie's head exploded.

His eyes were bloodshot, and Qin Shanhe was so frightened that he lost his mind. "Master, help me!"

The zombie jumped on the glutinous rice, and a charred footprint suddenly appeared below.

Tang Shan frowned. That’s it?

Aren't zombies supposed to feel the pain in their feet and run away?

The system that was counting money closed the communication channel guiltily.

There was not much glutinous rice in stock there, so they had to secretly mix some ordinary rice in it, which naturally greatly reduced the effect.

Wukong rolled over and protected Tang Shan. This zombie was really hard to kill.

In a flash, the master and Qin Dagui arrived.

The master raised the peach wood sword and stabbed it at the zombie's butt. As a result, the sword broke, but the zombie's butt was fine.

This action completely attracted the zombies' firepower to the rear.

Qin Dagui saw the zombies rushing towards him with ferocious faces, so he pushed the master forward and started running.

"Dad, help me—"

The master who was pushed forward was being strangled by the zombies with their hands, and the long black nails were deeply embedded in his flesh.

Tang Shan stopped searching for the talisman and looked at the scene in front of her with a tingling scalp.

It’s too bloody, too horrible, and too scary!

She would rather deal with talking jackals, tigers and leopards than zombies. At least she can still communicate with them and her bites are not contagious.

The master's face was pinched purple, and his hands trembled as he reached into the cloth bag and took out a stack of talismans.

He first stuck one on the zombie's forehead, and before it could even catch its breath, the talisman exploded.

He had no choice but to stick the zombie's face, arms and even the whole body with it.

Tang Shan glanced at the wound on his neck that was still bleeding, and consciously pulled her disciples behind her.

Wukong: "Master, if you are afraid, I will escort you away first."

He has to deal with the zombies first, otherwise the people in Qingshui Town will suffer.

Bajie quickly agreed: "Master, I'll take you away first. Monkey Brother is here."

Let's go quickly, I don't want to stay here for a moment.

Tang Shan pointed at the master in front of her: "He was stabbed by a zombie and will soon become a zombie too."

"What!" Bajie was shocked. "I haven't even killed one yet, and there are going to be two?"

Tang Shan nodded. "If all the residents of Qingshui Town are bitten, it will become a zombie town, and no living creature within a hundred miles will be able to escape."

When you think about it this way, the matter is quite serious.

Wukong rolled his eyes, "If that's the case, Master, you should leave first."

I have to fight two zombies later, so I'm afraid I won't be able to focus on looking after my master.

Sha Seng and Xiao Bai are too weak, and Bajie is unreliable.

"No, with such a formidable enemy at hand, how could I abandon you? And abandon the safety of the entire town?"

Tang Shan said it in a firm tone. She had to get the money back from the Qin Mansion that had just been cheated by the system.

This is called exploitation and squeezing at every level, and the liquidity of gold.

Wukong looked at Tang Shan with emotion, and felt warm somewhere in his heart.

Tang Shan walked up to Qin Shanhe and said, "Your father's body must be cremated immediately with litchi wood, otherwise this talisman will not last long."

"Burn it, burn it quickly!" Qin Shanhe didn't hesitate for a moment.

The master grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and pressed it on his neck. He cried out in pain and a few wisps of white smoke suddenly rose.

His lips were pale, and he walked weakly to Qin Shanhe's ear and whispered a few words.

"If it burns now, the luck we borrowed will dissipate, and the position of mayor will probably change hands."

Qin Shanhe frowned when he heard this. It was not right to burn it, and it was not right not to burn it.

He looked at Tang Shan in embarrassment: "Master, this is my father's body after all. Is there any way to avoid burning it?"

At least, let him secure his position as mayor first.

Tang Shan glanced at the master in the yellow robe opposite him and said, "Just ask him."

If you don't listen to me, you will cry later.

Qin Shanhe turned around and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

Qin Dafu and Qin Dagui also came over and said, "If we burn grandpa, our family's luck will be gone. How can we do this?"

This family is really cruel. After what happened just now, instead of burning the zombies, they are still thinking about getting rich and powerful.

The master pondered for a moment and said, "Wealth and honor are sought in danger. Just keep the old man's body for another seven days and then burn it."

But the difficulty lies in how to preserve it for seven days without any accidents.

Qin Shanhe's frown instantly relaxed. "That's easy. I'll give you money, and you just keep applying talismans to him every day. When the time comes, burn them and everything will be fine."

Wukong's flaming eyes were fixed on the zombies in front of him.

He didn't know if he was seeing things, but he seemed to see the zombie's body move slightly.