Hong Kong variety show: Beauty and Bones

That night, the sky was torn apart by a flash of lightning, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.

In a blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down like a river bursting its banks, and the world was suddenly in chaos.

"Master, it's raining!" Ren Yinyin looked at the rain outside the house, which was as dark as ink and so dense that it made it almost impossible to breathe, and a trace of worry arose in his heart.

When Taoist Simu heard Ren Yinyin's call, he quickly walked to the door and looked out.

He frowned, staring at the raging storm. After a moment, he said, "Thankfully, you reminded us in time, so Junior Brother Qianhe didn't take down the tent. They had laid out the ink net before, so I think it should be able to protect them. They'll be fine."

At this time, the sound of wind and rain became more and more violent, as if the whole world was about to be swallowed up by this rainstorm.

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"Master, the rain is so heavy, look!" A young Taoist pointed at the tent that was being violently hit by the downpour and shouted anxiously in a trembling voice.

When Taoist Master Qianhe heard his disciple's cry, he hurriedly looked over and his heart sank suddenly. He thought to himself, "Not good!"

I saw the pouring rain continuously washing the ink net on the coffin from the side of the tent...

"Hurry up and push it into the big tent!" Taoist Qianhe quickly glanced at the huge tent that had been set up not far away, and immediately gave orders to his disciples.

"Yes, Master!" The four people from the east, south, west and north responded at the same time.

Then they waved to the soldiers and asked them to help push the coffin into the big tent.

An accompanying officer looked troubled and hesitant: "Master Qianhe, should we consult Minister Wu first on this matter?"

Although the person in the coffin is the old prince, he is already dead. The living young prince is the most important person!

However, Taoist Qianhe had no time to care about these things. He stared at the ink net that was about to be washed away by the rain and shouted anxiously, "Stop talking nonsense! Push it in quickly. If anything goes wrong, I will take the responsibility!"

Seeing Taoist Qianhe's resolute attitude, the soldiers looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and responded in unison: "Alright! Then we will listen to Taoist!"

After saying that, they all hurried forward and joined the team pushing the coffin.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Minister Wu asked impatiently when the tent was opened.

They kept making so much noise that the little prince couldn't even rest!

"Minister Wu, the rain is so heavy. Can you please carry the coffin into the tent?" Taoist Qianhe asked Minister Wu anxiously.

Minister Wu slowly waved his handkerchief, rolled his eyes, and replied calmly, "Humph, there's already a tent on top of this coffin, why bother with this?"

He muttered to himself, this Taoist Qianhe is such a troublemaker!

There are so many things!

Taoist Qianhe hurriedly explained: "Minister Wu, the tent on this coffin is really too small..."

However, before he could finish his words, suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the night sky.

There was a loud "crackling" sound, and the lightning hit the coffin exactly!

Although the tent slightly blocked the flow, the powerful electric current was still quickly transmitted to the copper-horned coffin.

For a moment, the soldiers who were too close to dodge were instantly shocked and trembled all over. Some of them even lost their balance and fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, what on earth is going on?" Minister Wu screamed in fear.

He widened his eyes and was horrified to find that the coffin, which had been placed properly, suddenly began to shake constantly!

"Oh my God!" When Minister Wu saw the lid of the coffin being forcibly opened a crack, he was so scared that he crawled into the tent next to him and never dared to show his head again.

Taoist Qianhe, however, remained unfazed. He quickly drew the peach wood sword from his back and leaped onto the top of the coffin. After firmly positioning himself, he pressed down with all his strength, attempting to use his weight to suppress the zombie, which was desperately trying to break free.

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The thunder and rain made it impossible for people to sleep. What's more, Ren Yinyin was afraid that the same situation as Old Master Ren would happen again, so he couldn't fall asleep.

As she tossed and turned, someone seemed to be shouting something outside...

"Is there a situation?" Ren Yinyin turned over and sat up, picked up the peach wood sword under the pillow and ran out of the house.

"Squeak", the door was opened. At the door of another room, Taoist Simu, who was holding his clothes, was also checking the movement outside the yard.

"Uncle Master, did you hear that too?"

"It sounds like someone is shouting for help!" Taoist Simu listened for a while, but why was there no one there again?

"Help!" A panicked shout rang out.

I saw a black shadow running towards this side with something in his arms.

The black shadow stumbled as it ran, as if it had no strength left, but it seemed as if it was afraid of something and did not dare to stop at all.

Taoist Simu and Ren Yinyin rushed directly into the rain...

"Minister Wu?"

"What happened?"

Minister Wu trembled as he held the little prince in his arms, crying, "The corpse has transformed, and the old prince wants to suck my blood..."

"Where is my junior brother? Where is he?" Taoist Simu asked anxiously.

"He's behind, blocking the zombies..." Minister Wu pulled Taoist Simu who was about to leave, "Hurry up and save the young prince, he's been bitten by a zombie!"

"Yinyin, take them in to deal with it, I'll go help your uncle!" Taoist Simu broke free from Minister Wu's hand, quickly gave Ren Yinyin a word, and ran towards the direction where Minister Wu and the others had escaped.

"I'll go help too!" Master Ikkyu followed.

Ren Yinyin saw Jiale and Jingjing coming over, "Brother Jiale, Jingjing, you guys take care of Minister Wu and the others. I'll go help my uncle!"

After saying that, she quickly ran towards the darkness...

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When Ren Yinyin arrived, Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu were treating the wounded, while Taoist Qianhe was applying glutinous rice on his arm with a painful expression.

The glutinous rice is smoking...

"Uncle Simu, where are the zombies?" Ren Yinyin held the peach wood sword and looked around vigilantly.

"Run away!" Simu shook his head. When the zombie saw him and Ikkiu, it ran into the woods without looking back.

The two of them looked at the corpses and wounded people all over the ground and did not chase after them.

Besides, it’s dark and rainy, not suitable for hunting zombies!

Can he actually run?

Could it be another mutated zombie?

"Yinyin, all these corpses must be dealt with!" Taoist Simu stood up and wiped the rain off his glasses, pointing at the corpses of officers and soldiers scattered all over the ground.

"I understand, Uncle Simu!" ​​Ren Yinyin nodded in agreement, took the peach wood sword, and stabbed it into the chest of the corpses one by one.

They were all bitten to death by zombies. If they are not dealt with, they will soon turn into zombies and suck blood.

"Woo woo..." Just as Ren Yinyin was killing one corpse with his sword, one of the corpses actually moved and made a scream.

"Wow, what's going on?" Ren Yinyin poked the moving corpse with the peach wood sword.

As a result, this guy dodged left and right, with his facial expressions changing constantly, as if someone was tickling him!

Ren Yinyin was shocked, "It really is a mutant zombie!"

"What's the matter?" Taoist Simu came over to check and was also shocked when he saw this.

"That royal zombie was struck by lightning and seems to have evolved! Not only is it invulnerable to swords and guns, it is also extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary zombies!" Taoist Qianhe walked over and said after treating the wound with a pale face.