Fantasy World Transmigration - 825. Slide 825

At two quarters, the morning stars flashed on Phoenix Mountain, and the full moon hung high. It was a good weather with clear sky and sparse clouds. The mountain roads were swaying across the hills, and the weeds with dewdrops were wet. Wang Chen’s shoes, Wang Chen carried a blue cloth package, inside was wrapped in the wrapping paper of Suzhou’s most famous Jinji pastry shop, as small as square cakes-colloidal explosives.

This makes Wang Chen look like a scholar who goes up the mountain with snacks, if he ignores his short hair.

The finished product of colloidal explosives is in the form of light yellow powder. When nitroglycerin is adjusted, it can be molded into a mud like flour. Although it looks like a cake, it still smells of a slight chemical raw material. Wang Chen said ‘Zhen Lei’ was coated with icing sugar and even added a bit of rich spices to cover it.

Wang Chen is very regretful. If you give him more time and wait for him to mash the cream, it will be more convenient to cover up the western-style pastries. Now this real Lei looks very delicious. It is said to be a new product of Jinji. In this small city with underdeveloped traffic, no one should doubt it.

The Master Palace copied the path and followed Wang Chen.

Today, what we have to do is to buy and sell the door, but Wang Chen does not consider being cautious. He is a fresh face. Although his short hair is a bit dazzling, Taoist temple is not an official, and he will not cut people for interrogation. A stranger with short hair. In the early morning and night, walking on the mountain road and mountain, although a bit weird, but compared to the conspicuous goal of Master Gong, there was no big mistake.

After all, the Taoist priests of the Shangqing Palace have never seen Wang Chen, if they can recognize Wang Chen, then they have seen a ghost!

The gun in his arms pierced Wang Chen’s waist and abdomen, but it gave him a strange sense of security. Wang Chen remembered the last memories before crossing, blood, fire, women’s cries, men’s wailing, and The sound of smashing, glass breaking, those familiar people lying in a pool of blood, letting the increasingly hot sun bake.

And-those corpses that can eat people.

He still clearly remembers the strange touch when he swung an iron rod and hit the head of the corpse that was exposed to the air with a rancid throat. At that time, he was bitten by a mad rat in his foot. Shan, seems to be infected with some virus, his head is getting more and more drowsy, and his body is starting to get fever, but he can’t treat himself.

When you leave the community, without the protection of a wall, you have to face the animals and corpses that ran away on the street as soon as possible.

The survivors gathered in a remote upstairs building in the community, temporarily organized, waiting for the government to rescue, gunshots kept ringing in the distance, frightening them, and also brought a meager comfort. Originally, Wang Chen suffered like this. The injured should receive care and treatment in the rear. The survivors collected the medicines that they and their neighbors kept at home, and a doctor set up a rear emergency room. But when the disaster broke out, it was the time to go to work, and the community survived. There are too few mature men among the young and old.

Wang Chen had to join in cleaning up the rioting pet dogs and corpses in the community, at least to block the gate of the community to create a second line of defense.

Wang Chen did not know the cause of the disaster. He only heard that in addition to their city, other parts of the country were still under the control of the government. There was no huge chaos, nor did he hear that it could make animals violent and the dead resurrected, just like The news of the zombie virus-like plague in science fiction works is also the reason why the survivors have the confidence to persist in the government rescue. The broadcast has been reminding that when they return home, the survivors will establish an organization and wait for rescue in unity.

“Maybe, everything originated from the meteor shower that spread all over the world on the evening of December 21!”

The meteorite fell in Canada, within the Arctic Circle. I heard that it was an ice-based meteorite. After disintegrating in the atmosphere, some fragments were scattered. One of the meteorite fragments fell into the sea near Wang Chen’s city. This is still Wang Chen’s friend. We knew when we were chatting in the group. Some people joked that they were going to be a meteorite hunter, looking for precious meteorites worth tens of thousands of grams. However, someone immediately retorted that the ice-based meteorite should melt even if it was not burned out. Into the sea.

That night, the sky was red as blood.

Wang Chen’s thoughts were a little farther away, but when the Shangqing Palace’s other courtyard appeared in his sight, he was still a little lost. He squeezed the hard wooden stick he was leaning on in his right hand, and his heavy hand felt a bit like the iron rod that day. The thing that looks like the walking stick of the Scholar Mountaineering Association is the third largest weapon in Wang Chen’s hand. He carefully wraps the tip of the stick with iron, hoping that the center of gravity will be more comfortable when swinging.

Wang Chen waited patiently in the forest outside the Shangqing Palace for a while. It was not until the morning bell rang that he touched the left side of the Taoist temple gate. The Taoist temple was built on the mountain, and the teacher’s palace followed him with the topography and the layout of the temple. It was very clear that Wang Chen also easily touched a place that the Master’s Palace said was a good place to climb a high wall by means of the mountain. He climbed up the tree clumsily and over the wall.

The courtyard of the Shangqing Palace was built on the hillside. There are more than a dozen patios and winding corridors of various sizes, which are scattered along with the terrain. However, the mountain gate, Sanqing Hall, and Huangdi Hall are always built on the central axis, solemn and solemn. High, the drop is even three or four stories high.

First of all, go to the Pyrotechnic Institute!

Pyrotechnicians have to burn a fire before they can go to the Sanqing Hall in the main hall to participate in the morning class. When presiding over the morning class chanting, always drink tea and hot water! Also wash and clean! Outer disciples and ordinary Taoists can use cold water to deal with it, but the three true Taoists always have to send hot water!

Therefore, the fire engineering institute is the Taoist temple every morning class, the first one is busy, at this time, it should have sent out hot water for washing, and the water for the morning class is being burned.

The Taoist priests are very quiet. The three Taoist priests in the Pyrotechnic Institute are busy adding firewood and boiling water, but they are orderly and do not make a sound. Don’t look at the lean Taoists of the Pyrotechnic Institute. Their arms are full of muscles. They carry dozens of them every day. The heavy water bottle ran around, and every individual can train a stubborn meat. The teacher’s palace also specially confessed that if you can’t kill people, don’t kill those pyrotechnic priests.

After all, there is incense-Patriarch Jiugong was also a pyrotechnician from the Shangqing Palace in the past.

It can be seen that the work of the pyrotechnic priest and the pyrotechnic monk is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! I’m afraid it’s second only to the Cangjing Pavilion, the librarian! After all, the ancestor of Taoism, Laozi, and Laojun were also the administrators of the National Library of the Zhou Dynasty.

Wang Chen picked up the iron-clad heavy stick and waited quietly at a corner of the corridor next to the fire engineering courtyard. He waited until a pyrotechnician carrying a large hot water teapot came out of it, and hurriedly went down. He walked around behind the house and hit the back of the neck with a stick on his tiptoe, and the Taoist priest even threw himself down the steps with the teapot.

He seemed to be scalded by hot water, and he twitched twice before fainting.

Wang Chen flashed over from the side, supported the unconscious Taoist priest, and threw it into a wing not far away. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn’t choke the poor Taoist’s neck bone.

Most of the hot water in the iron kettle was spilled, but Wang Chen lifted it up and walked straight into the fireworks courtyard. The two Taoist priests were still busy boiling water, and the Master Palace had already followed at this time. Wang Chen gave him a wink and walked straight into the courtyard. When the two Taoist priests heard the movement, they looked up in surprise and saw that it was an unfamiliar scholar. Then someone stood up and asked, “Where do you scholars come from? Come in?”

Wang Chen pretended to hold his fist and said: “Next is a passing scholar. Because I love the scenery of Phoenix Mountain, I just asked the abbot to stay for a day.”

“That’s going to…” What else did the pyrotechnic priest in front have to say. Wang Chen had already approached him, and the Master Palace had touched it from behind when Wang Chen attracted the attention of the two, and hit the Taoist priest behind him hard. On the posterior carotid artery, Wang Chen pretended to be shocked and pointed behind the Taoist priest. When he turned his head to look, the heavy stick had already hit his head.

The teacher’s palace touched it silently, he picked a Taoist priest who was similar to him, and began to strip people’s clothes.

But Wang Chen turned to tie the three pyrotechnic priests with the cowhide ropes brought from the Master’s Palace and put a mouth ball with a sleeve in his mouth. This was also brought by him. Wang Chen knew what to put in a rag. Yes, you can use your tongue to push it out. Oral ball is better, so I made a few and used it on the three pyrotechnic priests, and it was almost the same.

As for the people behind, Wang Chen was not prepared to be so troublesome and let them survive.

The teacher’s palace squeezed his face like flour a few times. Looking up close, there are still big flaws, but now it’s dark and the candles in Taoist temples don’t need to be bright with modern electric lights. Taoist priests are mostly nearsighted. At first glance, there are no flaws.