873: C873 Uncle Ying's Trump Card

C873 Uncle Ying's Trump Card

"Ah..."

A blood-curdling scream resounded through the night sky, and all the servants in the courtyard stopped what they were doing at the same time. The hairs on their hearts stood on end. The atmosphere here had changed since three minutes ago. Although they were ordinary people, they had encountered such an obvious change in the atmosphere. They would still be able to sense it.

"What's wrong? Could it be..."

Ling'er's father shivered and broke out in cold sweat. When he regained consciousness, the thing he was worried about finally happened. He couldn't understand one thing. In the past twenty years, his family's business had fallen drastically. On the surface, he looked rich, but in reality, he was just a skeleton. Why was the other party still willing to let them go?

"Father, don't be afraid. With Master Lin here, he will definitely ensure our safety."

Ling'er supported her father to the second floor. There was a team of security guards there. They wore heavy armor and held riot shields and clubs in their hands. They seemed to be in an orderly manner. This was already the greatest defensive power that the family could use.

"All of you, protect father's safety. Anyone who dares to go to the second floor will be beaten to death!"

Ling'er's words carried a lot of weight. This group of people had been carefully selected by her father from the company. They had received a favor from her father in their early years. Even though they knew that this trip was very dangerous, they still did not reject it.

Of course, the remuneration given by their family was also very considerable. This was the benefit of having a solid family background. Any random antique calligraphy or painting would be enough for an ordinary person to struggle for a lifetime.

"Yes, Miss, please rest assured. We will definitely protect the old master to the death."

The riot squad drew their formation and used a rubber stick to hit the shield fiercely. It was unknown whether they were scaring the enemy or cheering themselves up.

"Father, I will go and take a look first. I will inform you in time if anything happens."

"Ling Er..."

Mr. Zhang watched his daughter walk down the stairs and his legs went soft. He almost fell to the ground as he grew older. Especially after his ancestor died, he was refined into a ghost. This was too terrifying. He didn't have the courage to face danger with his daughter.

Ling'er carefully approached the courtyard and found that Lin Zhengying was already fighting with a black shadow. The servants were running in all directions, and most of them were already hiding.

That black shadow looked very terrifying on the outside. It did not look like it was when it had just been unearthed. After being refined by a Feng Shui practitioner, its strength was twice as strong as before. As long as he could take the life of his blood kin, he could advance another realm. Perhaps he could evolve into a flying zombie!

"Roar..."

After Ling Er appeared in the courtyard, Ancestor Zhang felt the aura of a blood relative. He let out a wild roar and pounced in the direction of Ling'er. Its long fangs reflected the cold moonlight. As long as it was scratched, it would turn into blood.

"Not good, get out of here!"

Lin Zhengying had also made sufficient preparations for this operation. He poured a cup of black dog blood on the zombie, and the copper coin sword in his hand was filled with zhenqi. As it stabbed into the zombie's neck, there was a clang. Instead, he was pushed away by the huge counterforce.

"Uncle Ying... I'll help you!"

Ling'er jumped backwards to avoid the attack. She calmed her mind and took out a small pistol from her pocket. She shot five times at the zombie's chest. Sparks flew everywhere, but the zombie was still fine.

She had practiced shooting when she was overseas. Her accuracy was not bad. It was strange that such an ear-piercing sound did not startle any family. After the change in the aura of the courtyard, it had become a sealed space in a sense. No means of calling for help could be sent out. The enemy's intention was to catch them all in one fell swoop. One. Not a single one of them was left alive!

"Copper skin and iron bones, invulnerable... as expected, he has matured. Where did this Feng Shui magician learn this evil technique? To be able to refine zombies to such a degree in such a short period of time, could it be that he has prepared for this matter for 20 years!?"

Lin Zheng Ying sighed in his heart. He already had a premonition that something was wrong. It was very difficult for him to deal with this zombie with his means, not to mention that there was a Feng Shui practitioner who was not weak hiding in a dark corner. He quietly waited for the opportunity to attack.

Although he came from the Mao Mountain, he was only an in-name disciple. Before he left, his grandmaster found him and asked him to pass the technique on to him. That was the first time he saw his grandmaster's real body. He was over a hundred years old, but he looked like a middle-aged Daoist priest.

He had heard that once one's cultivation base was raised to a certain level, their lifespan would also increase. His grandmaster must have passed the life and death tribulation and had successfully entered the profound realm of cultivation with the help of the heavens. That was why he looked so young.

"I can't do it without using my trump card. I hope the Daolord can arrive in time. Otherwise, this full moon night will be too difficult to pass."

Lin Zhengying glanced at the bright crescent moon hanging in the sky, muttering in his heart. If he used his trump card against the zombies, he probably wouldn't have the energy to deal with the hidden Feng Shui warlocks. If Daolord Shen had come a little later, he would have been waiting to collect his corpse...

Although he was complaining, he quickly calmed his heart and silently chanted the Body-Cleansing Curse:

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After the blessing of the spell, the copper coin sword had a clear change. A blazing white light appeared on it, like a flame burning. With a swing of the sword, it actually cut off one of the zombie's arms!

In a hidden corner of the street, a skinny old man opened his eyes. Two balls of ghostly fire suddenly appeared in front of him, illuminating his green face. This was the Feng Shui practitioner behind the scenes. Although he had taken an evil path, however, his cultivation was not ordinary.

"This Daoist from the Mao Mountain really has some skills. He is indeed worthy of being the orthodox one. Even if he was abandoned, he could still cast a magic spell to restrain himself. The effect is actually so great..."

"Today, we have finally settled our score. Let's settle the score with that debt from before! Keke..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood and turned into a mist which was absorbed by a scarecrow in front of him. A trace of blood-red light flashed in the eyes of the zombie in the courtyard. It gave people a different feeling, as if it had intelligence...

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