Hong Kong variety show: Beauty and Bones

Everyone was helpless and rushed forward...

After a fight, everyone found that this royal zombie was too difficult to deal with!

Neither the peach wood sword nor the magic sword could penetrate its body. Even if they could leave some damage, they would not kill it!

"Hurry up, break it from the inside!" Taoist Simu and Taoist Chizuru Ikkyu held down the struggling royal zombie and shouted.

"How do we break in from the inside, Master?" Jiale asked helplessly.

"Bring the poison here and pour it all into the zombie's mouth..."

Ren Yinyin trotted towards the place where the poison was placed, his heart full of tension and anxiety.

Jiale used all his strength to desperately try to pry open the Royal Zombie's iron-hard mouth. After some effort, he finally succeeded in prying it open a gap.

At that moment, Ren Yinyin came running back with a variety of poisons. The two exchanged glances, nodded in tacit agreement, and then worked together to pour all the various poisons into the Royal Zombie's mouth. It was truly a hodgepodge of poisons!

Meanwhile, Jingjing was also busy. She nimbly grabbed a large snake that had just drunk its fill of glutinous rice water and stuffed it into the zombie's mouth without hesitation.

Seeing the slithering, writhing snake, Ren Yinyin couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine. She had always been terrified of these soft creatures, but at the moment, she couldn't care less and could only swallow her fear and continue to help her companions deal with the terrifying zombie before them.

As a large amount of poison was poured into the body, the royal zombie began to struggle frantically.

It tried its best to shake off the people who were restraining it, but it was all in vain. All it could hear was the sound of explosions coming from its body, and even its mouth kept emitting streams of pungent gas.

Seeing such a horrific scene, the people around them quickly stepped back in fear, each staring nervously at the still struggling royal zombie. No one knew what would happen next.

While everyone was concentrating on the royal zombies, no one noticed that the little prince in the corner was covering his ears in pain.

His little mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make any sound.

In fact, if anyone here understood the zombie language, they would be able to hear the little zombie silently screaming, "Uncle, uncle!"

Finally, after a series of violent explosions, the royal zombie fell to the ground and turned into a pool of pus.

At this point, the once dreaded royal zombie completely disappeared and no longer existed.

"Well done, well done!" Master Ikkyu felt deeply moved when he saw the former royal family of the frontier end up like this.

"How horrible!" Jingjing looked at the scene in front of her with horror on her face, her voice trembling a little, her hands unconsciously clutching the corners of her clothes, her heart pounding so hard that it seemed like it was going to jump out of her throat.

Seeing this, Jiale, who was standing nearby, quickly reached out and gently patted Jingjing on the back, saying softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. This isn't scary at all. Compared to the dream I had before, this is nothing."

Hearing Jiale's words, Jingjing calmed down a bit and asked curiously, "What did you dream about?"

As she spoke, she involuntarily leaned closer to Jiale, as if this would make her feel more secure. At the same time, she did not dare to look at the miserable state of the royal zombie.

Jiale lowered his voice mysteriously and whispered in Jingjing's ear, "I dreamed of my master!" He paused deliberately after saying that, observing Jingjing's reaction.

However, Ren Yinyin couldn't help but shake his head at this moment, muttering to himself, "Brother Jiale, before you say bad things about your master, can you please check if there is anyone around first?"

At this moment, a sinister voice suddenly sounded behind Jiale: "Oh? Scary, huh?"

When Jiale heard the voice, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled and his face turned pale instantly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

“Master…Master…” Jiale stuttered, with a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

Then, he winked at Jingjing, who was covering her mouth and laughing beside him, and made an expression that said "I'm done".

Sure enough, the next second, there was a "whoosh" sound, and Jiale flew out like a cannonball, falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Taoist Simu stood there with his hands behind his back, expressionless, and snorted coldly.

……

"Woooooooo..."

"Oh my god, there are still zombies?" Taoist Simu shuddered in fear when he heard the familiar howling of zombies.

"Young Prince?" Taoist Qianhe was shocked and ran to the corner to check on the little prince who seemed to be acting strangely.

Everyone followed and went to observe...

"Oh no!" Taoist Qianhe felt bitter in his mouth.

The little prince turned into a zombie!

"How could this happen?" Taoist Simu was puzzled. He had clearly used glutinous rice to remove the corpse poison?

"That royal zombie was struck by lightning and mutated. The officers and soldiers bitten to death by him became very strange, not like ordinary zombies at all!" Ren Yinyin said with a frown.

When they were in Renjia Town, because of the incident with Old Master Ren, her master had studied the sect's books on zombies. As a result, the three of them, as disciples, were taught a lot about the levels and behaviors of zombies, as well as how to eliminate them...

But Ren Yinyin discovered that the two zombies she encountered could not be dealt with like ordinary zombies.

"What should we do then?" Jingjing asked nervously.

The little prince is well-behaved, cute and sensible. She doesn't want him to be killed!

"He has turned into a zombie and there is no hope!" Taoist Simu looked carefully and shook his head.

"Ah, Master, are you going to kill the young prince?" Jia Le felt a little reluctant.

A child who was fine just now is about to be beheaded with a sword. Anyone would feel sorry for him, right?

"Master, Minister Wu turned into a zombie and was killed, and the young prince is also like this. We..." The two disciples of Taoist Qianhe were really scared.

Their transportation mission this time is completely ruined!

When the little zombie saw so many people, he shrank in fear, his eyes rolling around.

No one present could bring themselves to kill such a pitiful little zombie.

"Seal it first and put it in the coffin!" Taoist Qianhe raised his hand and touched the little prince's head and sighed.

Compared to Minister Wu, the young prince was quite nice to these Taoists, and could be said to be respectful to the wise and humble!

Pity……

Taoist Simu went to get the talisman paper. When the little zombie saw it, he was very scared. He looked at the people and cried "Woo Woo".

Jingjing couldn't bear to watch and her eyes were filled with tears.

Jiale patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, it won't be hurt!"

After saying that, he picked up the trapped little zombie, went to the morgue, and found a coffin to put it in.

Jingjing followed him all the way. Seeing the coffin lid closed, she bit her lip and asked, "Jia Le, the young prince wants to drink blood. Can he drink chicken blood or duck blood?"

Jiale shook his head. "I don't know either. Let's try it tomorrow!"

If the little zombie didn't suck human blood, maybe it could stay!

After working for most of the night, everyone was injured. After applying medicine to each other, they went back to their rooms to rest.