I remember the first time I came to the provincial capital, I once met two foreign monks at the antique market. I was very curious at that time and almost followed and took a look.

I didn't expect these two people to appear here, and their target was obviously this zombie.

If the Chinese monks appeared here, I wouldn't find it strange. But two foreigners... wouldn't they want to carry forward the spirit of internationalism, right? Just like Doctor Bai mentioned by Taizu: "A foreigner has no self-interested motivation and regards the cause of liberation of the Chinese people as his own. What kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of internationalism..."

Haha, of course I wouldn't naively think of this. Last time I eavesdropped on their conversation, I seemed to be looking for something.

"Bill, are you sure Bishop Ratel's soul is inside this corpse? Why can't I feel the spiritual power of the sword of God?" As soon as my Yin God approached, the blonde beauty's voice happened to sound.

My current English level is fine, simple listening conversations are fine, but too complicated words can't work. Fortunately, they speak Chinese, otherwise I really won't understand.

"From the information we have obtained, there should be nothing wrong. Bishop Ratel led the priest to attack China with General Seymour, but was killed by monks in the Boxer Regiment. Fortunately, the sword of God can store the soul, so his soul did not completely dissipate... Although our army won a great victory, it was defeated in the war against the monks in the East." The man responded. There was a long cross sword next to him, with a slim spiritual energy emitting on it, which was obviously a magic weapon.

Wait... I was confused. The soul inside this zombie was a foreigner, what about Bishop Larter, and it was about the Boxer Rebellion? It seems that the Boxer Rebellion was a matter during the Qing Dynasty.

At that time, the Qing court used its anti-church churches, killing churches, burning churches, dismantling wires, destroying railways, and attacking the Tianjin Concession. The ministers of various countries asked the Qing court to ban the Boxer Rebellion, but they did not receive a response, and finally attracted the Eight-Nation Alliance to attack the capital.

I originally believed in the contents of the history textbook, but now I heard from two foreign practitioners that there are obviously other inside stories here.

But it’s not surprising to think about it. Holding the Bible in one hand and the sword in the other is the missionary method of Western monks. Under the glorious title of God, it is more for the benefit and money of the naked.

There was a war between Eastern monks and Western priests... I suddenly felt suspicious, and I continued to listen to what they said.

"In theory, Bishop Ratel has the sword of God in his hand, so there should be no accidents when using the method of soul transformation. Why did his boarding body become an Eastern zombie? And he seemed to be unable to understand our language at all." The blonde asked again.

"I can't explain clearly. Since hundreds of years ago, there seems to be a problem with the power of heaven and earth. Many of our summoning formations can no longer be used, and miracles will not be displayed..."

It turns out that not only the East, but even Western practitioners have encountered the same problem. The power of heaven and earth in their mouths should mean similar to vital energy or spiritual energy. As for the method of soul transformation, it is probably to take over the body. It turns out that this thing is a combination of Chinese and Western, no wonder it feels like it is not like the authentic zombies described in the book. In this way, the reason why the sheep in nearby villages were sucked by blood was also found.

After listening to the conversation between the two people, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Where is the way of heaven... Why are so many practitioners pursuing hard but unable to find the way ahead? And I, Su Hao, who is the exception?

I couldn't help but think of the bronze tripod in my hand, maybe the answer could be found in this thing. There are also golden dragon scissors. I remember that when I first encountered it, it was rusty on it, almost the same as ordinary scissors.

"Catch up quickly and don't let him escape!" Seeing the zombie running faster and faster, the blonde woman jumped out of the hiding place first, and the man named Bill followed closely behind.

As for me, I will naturally hang on the end.

I really want to see what foreign spells look like? The two of them took a shortcut and stopped the zombies in just a few minutes.

The thing saw someone blocking the road ahead, instinctively stopped and let out a low roar: "Aoah..."

"Biography of Rattle?" Bill asked tentatively in Chinese.

A trace of confusion flashed across the zombie's pale face, and it seemed that he could understand the other person's words.

"Bike Larter, is the sword of God still kept in your hands?" asked the blonde woman.

As soon as she asked, the zombie suddenly let out a roar in her mouth, and a red light flashed in her eyes, like blood. Her pale face was covered by black evil spirits, especially the large tendons on her face, which turned completely purple-black, looking extremely terrifying.

"Be careful," the blonde woman screamed anxiously when she saw the abnormality of the zombie, held the cross in her hand and retreated, then she read out words that she couldn't understand at all.

This is some kind of spell... I could feel the surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathering into the other person's body. It seems that although the methods and techniques on the surface are different, there is no difference in essence. They all use the spiritual energy or evil energy of all things.

Wings, birdman with wings? Looking at the woman's wings made of two white lights, I was shocked again.

This spell is beautiful and gorgeous, and looks very similar to the angel described in Western novels.

The zombie ignored everything in front of her, paused and rushed over.

The spell in the blonde woman's mouth was chanting faster. I clearly felt that the air around the zombie suddenly twisted, tightly binding the other person's body.

Western slowness technique... Eastern immobilization technique??

Two names suddenly popped up in my mind. When the zombie body relaxed, the evil spirit on his body became stronger. The next second, he had already broken free from the constraints and clasped his two sharp claws. His sharp nails fell straight toward the other person's head like a hook made of steel.

At a critical moment, the man waved his sword across the front.

"Zizi" The zombie claw just touched the cross sword, and black smoke came out of his palm, emitting a burnt aura. However, he seemed to be unaware of it, holding the other party's magic weapon without letting go, then opened his mouth and sprayed it out suddenly with a foul smell.

In the blink of an eye, the man had not had time to react, so he covered his eyes and shouted.

Black blood dripped on the grass, and the grass within a few meters around immediately turned cool black.

Is this corpse poison? I was also shocked in the void.

The zombie's hands did not stop after attacking, and stretched out their hands again, buzzing and grabbing, dragging the man in front of him.

"..." The blonde woman was anxious when she saw this and chanted a spell.

Unfortunately, before she finished reading, the zombie claws had already been raised again and then fell down with a bang.

"Bang" a dull figure came and hit the other person's forehead. His nostrils and his mouth rushed out at the same time... When the sharp claws were taken away, his head was already like a ripe watermelon, exploded with a bang.

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