System: Counterattack from Iron Man

Chapter 55 Zombies
As the saying goes, people and ghosts go their own way, but children don’t speak strange powers,

Luo Wen, who grew up in a modern civilized society, did not believe in these things at first.

But the "God-level system" of the extraterrestrial object traveled to the real world of the Marvel Universe, and then came to the zombie world of this parallel universe. On the first night, it killed a large number of weird animals!

After all, Luo Wen's concept has changed, and the theory of ghosts and gods still exists in different worlds.

But there is nothing to be afraid of. Where there are ghosts, there are gods. Where there is yin, there is yang.
As long as the heart is calm, everything has a solution!
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and suddenly the sky began to blow a strong wind, and the trees and the planted crops were blown to this side,
Crack!

Electric snakes dance wildly, thunder rumbles,
Whoa, whoa,
"Oh, master, it's raining so hard, junior brother, this is the first rain since you came here."

With an excited look on his face, Jiale tells the joy of meeting nectar after a long drought,

There is unstoppable joy and joy on the face,

"Wow, it's getting bigger and bigger, it looks like God drank too much water, ha ha."

Heh, this brother is really pure like a 'fool',
Luo Wen didn't express any opinions, just stood in the corridor, looked at the rain in front of him and fell into deep thought,
Now it seems that Taoist Master Qianhe and his party are facing the test of life and death crisis, right?

"Hmph, don't panic when things happen, have I forgotten what I taught you, why is it snowing in that house music?"

The four-eyed priest with a sad face didn't pay attention to the abnormal expression on Luo Wen's face.

Just looking at the thunder rolling in the sky, my heart is full of worries about my junior brother,

It just so happened that the kid Jia Le couldn't figure out the situation so stupidly bumped into the muzzle of his gun, Jia Le deserved his bad luck.

Huh, eh?

"Oh, it's snowing, snowing is God's diarrhea, pooping,"

"Hmph, thunder is God's farting, and wind is God's panting. Then tell me, what is an earthquake, tell me!"

Simu Daochang and Jia Le are indeed father and son masters and apprentices, one has no shape, and the other is a child who will never grow up in his heart forever,

Both of them have the same simple minds, they don't have many bad intentions, and they can make jokes anytime, anywhere, big or small.

"Uh, an earthquake, an earthquake, you have to find a place to hide, master, good night, junior brother, I'll go back to my room first, bye,"

Finally, Jia Le, who felt that the four-eyed Taoist priest was not in the right mood, ran back to the back room in a flash.
And the four-eyed priest standing at the gate didn't chase him to reprimand him anymore,
Ugh,
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I hope everything goes well for you, and the Patriarch Master blesses you!"

"Master,"

Uh,
Luo Wen with a serious face, this is very rare for the four-eyed priest to find him with such an expression,
"I always feel that there is something wrong with the golden coffin today,"

"Oh, tell me what you think!"

"The copper horn ink fountain line seal still cannot stop the corpse gas from leaking out of the coffin. Even if Master Yixiu proposed to remove the sunshade, the golden coffin is not very beneficial to reduce the corpse gas. Now suddenly there is a violent storm. If the ink fountain line melts, I'm afraid!"

what,
"No, what shall we do now?"

It was raining heavily, and Daoist Qianhe didn't say which way they would choose to return to Beijing.
Priest Simu also regretted not asking about the details, making him very passive now,
It's all because of that sissy in charge, rushing to go back and reincarnate!
"There are only two roads to the capital. They are carrying extremely heavy golden coffins. It is impossible to go too far at this time. I am walking fast, so I will go to Gao Shulin to have a look. Master, you go to the direction of Ping'an Town If I don’t find it, I’ll go back and meet you again.”

This.
The four-eyed Taoist priest looked at his closed door disciple with a sincere expression, and felt very relieved in his heart.
However, Luo Wen has only studied art with a teacher for more than a month. Although he has stepped into the ranks of "masters" in magic arts, how does he perform in actual combat remains to be verified?
In case, in case of any accident, wouldn't it be necessary to take this genius disciple in?

"Master, don't worry too much. If I find that the situation is wrong, I will send a signal to you as soon as possible. Time does not wait for me. If I delay for a while, the danger of Master Uncle and the others will be even greater. Let's go now?"

Ugh,
Luo Wen's heart of respecting the teacher and respecting the way, the four-eyed Taoist priest can't say anything more,
And applying what he has learned, this is not an opportunity to verify the learning results, it is even more impossible for him to let Qianhe be in danger, but he does nothing,

"Okay, now do as you said, you take my demon-slaying sword with you, when you encounter zombies, you must fight mainly, wait for my support, remember!"

The four-eyed Taoist priest turned back to the house, took out the dharma sword enshrined on the altar, and handed it to Luo Wen.

He loves his apprentice so eagerly that he even gave Luo Wen his magic weapon, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Not much to say, Luo Wen took Master's Demon Slaying Sword, put on a coir raincoat and rushed into the rain,

But Simu Daoist went to the back room and called Jia Le to watch the door.

In case Taoist Master Qianhe and his party will send someone back to ask for help, if... if it really doesn't work, then go to Master Yixiu next door for help.
Swish, he also rushed into the night wearing a coir raincoat!
rustle,

wow~
In the torrential rain, the Qing soldiers were in a hurry to set up tents in the open space in the forest.

And Daoist Qianhe, who was already drenched all over, looked at the golden coffin covered with tarpaulin, but the ink fountain thread was flowing black, gradually revealing the original color of the hemp rope,
Daoist Qianhe had no choice but to wait for the tent to be set up at this time.
He wants to take shelter from the rain and do some remedial measures,
Alas. The rain came too suddenly and too violently!

"OK OK,"

Someone tied the ropes in the rain curtain and set up the first rainproof tent,
"Wuguanshi, can you let Shoucai go in first?"

Having received the emperor's favor, Priest Qianhe also had to lower his attitude, his tone was very pleading and humble,
"why?"

Holding the orchid finger, the white powder on his face looks like a moustache and no business, and it gives people a disgusting feeling of pervert and nausea.

It's just that he himself doesn't think so, instead he bosses him with a high-ranking questioning attitude,

"Because the ink fountain line has started to melt, seal,"

"no!"

"But if you wait a little longer, the... in the golden coffin,"

"Wait a minute, not now!"

People are under the eaves, although Daoist Qianhe wished to chop the sissy in front of him with his sword at this moment,
But Daoist Master Qianhe was very afraid of the masters around Wu Guanshi.
Besides, if he still wants to do things for the royal family in the future, he has to endure it now.

"Hehe, ouch, look at our brother 71 who was drenched, hurry up, get up the sedan chair. Let me wipe it for you!"

Rejected Taoist Master Qianhe's Wuguan, but turned around and put on a face of a slave trying to please his master,

While bluffing and asking his subordinates to carry brother 71 into the tent, he gently took a handkerchief to the little master to wipe off the rainwater that accidentally splashed on his face.

Hey~
Daoist Qianhe, who was both helpless and worried, walked to the side of the golden coffin again,
Open the tarpaulin and see that the black ink fountain line has completely changed to another color at this time.
No, the body gas suddenly started to agitate,
It seems to be the royal zombie inside, trying to break free,

The house leak happened to be raining overnight, and even the zombies seized the opportunity to escape.

"OK OK,"

"Quick, quick, a few more people, push the coffin into the tent!"

No matter what, do your best and obey the destiny,

Daoist Qianhe squeezed the seal with his hand, and began to pour spiritual power into the ink fountain line on the golden coffin, trying to maintain the seal,
And his apprentices, four Qing soldiers from southeast to northwest, also pushed and pulled, trying to get the coffin into the tent as soon as possible, so that they could go in together to shelter from the rain.

hey hey hey hey
"1, 2, 3, push hard, 1, 2, 3, push!"

Scream, grit your teeth,
But the coffin, which was already extremely heavy, was now stuck in the mud, so how could it be so easy to move.

whoop, whoop,

All of a sudden, the pouring rain in the sky seemed to be turned on by someone, and there was no movement all of a sudden.
The wind has stopped, the rain has stopped,

How strange?
"Why did the rain stop suddenly? Everyone, hurry up and work harder."

"it is good!"

Hey hey, hey hey, come on, push,

click,

When everyone was in a happy mood, the coffin carriage also broke free from the mud.
It's a pity that the sky is not as good as people wish,

Just hold on for a while longer, when they can pull the golden coffin into the tent after walking about ten steps,
crackling,

A thunder dragon descended from the sky and just hit the golden coffin in the middle of the open space!
(End of this chapter)