I Have a Monster Farm

Zhang Ziyu pulled Huang Rong away, and the wall behind him shattered, and Mrs. Ren appeared in front of the two of them with an extremely 'friendly' appearance, rushing towards the table and chairs where they were before.

If Zhang Ziyu hadn't reacted in advance, he would have been thrown down by now.

The zombie suddenly appeared, and the huge movement startled everyone. Awei hid directly behind the chair, and Uncle Jiu rushed over with a peach-wood sword in his hand.

"Ziyu be careful, Wencai Qiusheng brings ink fountain thread."

Uncle Jiu rushed over at the first moment, and struck at Old Master Ren with the mahogany sword in his hand.

A yellow light flew forward and hit the zombie, and the corpse's body energy collided with the yellow light, making a sizzling corrosion sound.

Uncle Jiu stepped forward and swept across with his sword, hitting the zombie and knocking him back a few steps.

"Are you OK?"

Uncle Jiu repelled the zombies, then looked at Zhang Ziyu and asked about his situation.

Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong hid quickly, naturally nothing happened, but they were puzzled.

"Uncle, is this going to be the first to suck the blood of a blood relative? How did you find me?"

Uncle Jiu answered naturally: "You practice martial arts, your blood is like mercury, and you are like a long rainbow in the eyes of ghosts, of course I will look for you first."

Uncle Jiu forgot to tell Zhang Ziyu that his energy and blood were comparable to those of ordinary people, so why didn't he attract the attention of ghosts.

Uncle Jiu said: "You and Qiusheng set up a line of ink fountains, and we will directly tie up and kill the zombies in a while."

Before he finished speaking, the zombie was about to pounce again, and Uncle Jiu raised his sword and wanted to attack.

But Zhang Ziyu said: "Master, let me come."

With a thought in Zhang Ziyu's mind, the tyrant's armor suddenly appeared on his body, completely wrapped in black armor, looking extremely majestic.

"Roar"

The zombie rushed forward, and Zhang Ziyu greeted him with strides.

"boom"

The zombie swooped forward, poking at Zhang Ziyu with its sharp nails, trying to pierce him through.

But he never expected to be stopped by Zhang Ziyu, his nails were not allowed to penetrate an inch, and his hands were also grabbed.

Zhang Ziyu sneered, and punched him, and the huge zombie was sent flying out of the original hole.

"How is this going?"

Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded, why did his nephew suddenly have such a treasured magic weapon, and it was hard to resist zombies.

"Wow, junior brother is too handsome!"

"Hurry up and help!"

Uncle Jiu was worried about Zhang Ziyu fighting the zombies, so he immediately wanted to chase them into the garden through the hole in the wall.

The three chased them out, followed by Huang Rong, who began to think about how to help Zhang Ziyu.

Now she doesn't know whether the stinky fish is joking with her, or if she really wants to let her cover up, and now she can only adapt to the situation.

When he came to the garden, Uncle Jiu saw a scene that shocked him.

Zhang Ziyu is wearing a tyrant's armor and a licker's claw in his hand, pressing down on a zombie to beat him.

Before the zombies evolved, their movements were stiff. What is commendable is their strong strength and defense.

For most cultivators, these two points are also extremely fatal, after all, their physical bodies are not comparable to these aliens.

But Zhang Ziyu is different. With the blessing of a tyrant's suit and the claws of the licker, his strength can be called a little tyrant. Mr. Ren, a zombie who hasn't sucked much blood, can't win against him at all.

Bang bang was another two punches, and the zombie was hammered to the ground again.

Zombies are always being beaten, this is unbearable, and immediately after getting up, they want to jump out of the courtyard wall.

Zhang Ziyu jumped for life, chasing the zombie over the wall.

When Huang Rong saw it, she had an idea and knew that the opportunity had come.

As long as he leaves the yard, that guy should be able to take it down alone and cover it up.

"Hurry up, the zombies are over there."

Awei happened to come around from the main entrance at this time, followed by members of the security team.

"Uncle Jiu, be careful!"

Huang Rong reminded Uncle Jiu, who was about to chase the zombies out, and took out a pistol while everyone was not paying attention.

"boom"

The muzzle of the gun hit the ground, and the sound rang out. Uncle Jiu subconsciously dodged.

Awei was startled when he heard the gunshot, the pistol went off, and the security team behind him also shot at the zombies with rifles.

"bang bang bang"

There was continuous gunfire, Uncle Jiu couldn't continue to chase, Huang Rong snickered, and secretly picked up the pistol.

She thought to herself: "Uncle Jiu doesn't blame me because that guy asked me to do it, next time you train him well, and I'll give you a delicious compensation."

"Cease fire, cease fire! Who told you to shoot!"

Awei shouted loudly and reprimanded his subordinates.

"Captain, you fired first."

Ninth Uncle showed unkind eyes, and Awei suddenly panicked.

Huang Rong stepped forward and said immediately, "Uncle Nine, it's not about this time, Brother Zhang has already chased him out, and the zombie won't be far away."

"Wen Cai, stay and protect Master Ren, Qiu Sheng will follow me."

Zhang Ziyu came out chasing the zombie, and found that Uncle Jiu and the others hadn't followed, so he knew in his heart that it was Huang Rong who made the move.

Sure enough, I didn't hurt her in vain, so I went back and gave her a bonus, um, a big ocean.

The zombie found that Zhang Ziyu was following behind him, and he jumped and ran towards the outside of Renjia Town step by step.

Now Zhang Ziyu is like a malevolent star in its eyes, and it dare not provoke him in every possible way.

However, everyone chased him out, how could Zhang Ziyu let him go on purpose?

"Be obedient and be taken into the factory by me, and then work honestly."

With a thought, Zhang Ziyu used the tyrant armor set skill for the first time - tyrant.

His body changed rapidly, the phantom swayed, and then turned into a tyrant over three meters tall.

The tyrant is still wearing armor, but with strong muscles and gray skin, he looks extremely fierce.

"Cool, but ugly."

Zhang Ziyu looked at his appearance, complained, and then strode towards the running zombie.

Although ugly, but the power is stronger than before.

In two or three steps, he chased the zombie, grabbed the zombie's hand, and smashed it hard to the ground.

This smash almost scattered the corpse's energy, and the zombies lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

"Containment"

After the zombie was subdued, Zhang Ziyu just meditated to contain it, and then disappeared in place, locked in the mimic fence, and joined his little brother.

"After finishing the work, it's time to fool Master Uncle."

Zhang Ziyu took a look at Ren's house, then ran out of the town with big strides, and deliberately left traces of pursuit along the way.

You must be careful when fooling your elders. This is Zhang Ziyu’s experience since she was a child. For example, remember to cool down after playing the game console, and collude with friends when going out to play.

The details must be in place, or at least it will be a meal of fried pork on bamboo boards.

All the way to the place near the woods outside Renjia Town, Zhang Ziyu took out a humanoid doll from the space, which looked extremely ugly, made of animal skin and stuffed with a lot of pork and broken bones.

"It's ugly, it's time for you to make a sacrifice."

He threw the puppet on the ground, covered it with many bushes, poured gasoline on it, and set it on fire.

The fire was raging, and Zhang Ziyu threw in a bottle of walking corpse blood that was produced by walking corpses on top of the trees, adding a touch of faint corpse and yin to the fire.

After all this was done, Uncle Jiu and the others chased him out from Renjia Town.

"Ziyu, are you alright?"

Uncle Jiu hurried over, and the first thing he asked was Zhang Ziyu's situation, his eyes were full of worry.

If the four-eyed disciple had an accident with him, then he really would never dare to see his junior brother again for the rest of his life.

"Uncle, it's okay. My magic weapon just restrains zombies."

"Where are the zombies?"

"in the fire"

Zhang Ziyu pointed to the fire, and Uncle Jiu looked at it and saw a human figure pressing under the burning bushes. The bushes were covered and the flames were blazing, but Uncle Jiu couldn't see it clearly.

But feeling the corpse gas that quickly faded inside, he subconsciously believed Zhang Ziyu's words.