The bloody smell stimulated it, scarlet light flooded from the depths of its protruding eyeballs, the zombie opened its fangs, spit out foul-smelling gas, and bit Zhang Yuanqing's neck fiercely.

The purification effect of the candlelight was still there, and he didn't lose his mind because of fear. With a thought, a fluorescent blue inventory appeared, and he had an extra talisman in his hand.

thump, thump, thump..... The zombie, who was vicious and tyrannical just a moment ago, saw this piece of talisman paper, and backed away again and again, as if avoiding a snake or a scorpion.

It is effective, it is afraid of me, and it has a certain amount of wisdom... Zhang Yuanqing endured the pain in the wounds of his arms, tensed his muscles, stared at the zombies, and carried the wraith on his shoulders, stepping back slowly.

As he retreated, he prayed for the female ghost in the well not to make trouble.

During this process, the zombie let out a creepy growl from its rotting throat, and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with scarlet eyes.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of the zombies, or Zhang Yuanqing walked backwards. The female ghost in the well did not appear. Zhang Yuanqing withdrew from the east courtyard and returned to the courtyard. When the eaves turned up, an unreal scream rang in his ears.

With a light shoulder, all negative effects dissipate.

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"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

In the main hall, Zhang Yuanqing was panting against the lattice door, his legs and feet spasmed uncontrollably.

It's partly fear, partly a physiological reaction after the adrenaline wears off.

After resting for a few minutes, the adrenaline subsided, and the wound on his arm began to hurt. He took off his coat and T-shirt with a grin, and saw that his two arms were bloody and bloody, and the bleeding was red and black.

Apparently, the zombie's nails are highly poisonous.

Things got worse all of a sudden.

"There is no disinfectant here, no tetanus shot, how fast does the corpse poison attack? I won't be poisoned and die, right?"

A series of thoughts flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and he was surprised to find that he was not very afraid, and then realized...it had nothing to do with him, it was the courage given by the candle.

He was bathed in candlelight, and his emotions were gradually soothed.

"I've been poisoned by the corpse now, and I can't delay it any longer. Let's go directly to the second plan."

Before entering the spiritual realm, Zhang Yuanqing formulated two plans for himself. The first plan is to carefully explore the mountain temple, control the information, and then seek a way to crack it.

It belongs to steady and steady.

Then, benefiting from the inspiration of playing games with his aunt, looking for patterns and methods, he formulated a second relatively risky plan.

Try to tame the red shoes.

Since they are all props, the yellow paper talisman can be used by him, who said red dancing shoes can't?

Guan Ya said that if you break the rules of rule-type props, there is a certain probability to subdue them.

"Based on my ability, it is impossible to stick the yellow paper talisman on the zombie's forehead by myself."

Sticking the talisman on the forehead of a ferocious, terrifying and intelligent genital is like a child holding a knife against an adult. Although adults are afraid of the blade, it does not mean that a child can really hurt an adult.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't delay any longer, stood up holding the lattice door, crossed the threshold, and came to the courtyard in front of the main hall.

This is where he first met the red shoes.

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