In the midst of their words.
Old Man Willow took down the toy pendant of Slow Sheep and recalled his previous conversation with Zhang Wei.
A few days ago, Old Man Willow had received something from Zhang Wei. Upon opening it, he found a string of toy pendants. Zhang Wei had told him that if he encountered ghosts again, Old Man Willow could use them to exorcise them.
Now was the time. Zombies were about to wreak havoc in Hohhot, and he couldn't ignore them. However, if he dealt with them, he wouldn't be able to enjoy the delicacies of Hohhot. But with what Zhang Wei had given him, he didn't have to worry about that.
On the other side.
The zombie also noticed Old Man Willow's actions and saw the items in his hand:
"What is that? A toy pendant? That looks like... Slow Sheep?"
He recognized the toy pendant. Wasn't that Slow Sheep, the village chief from the popular animated series "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" that was constantly broadcast on television? He just didn't understand.
What was that ghost king doing?
Was this an insult to him? While being pursued, he still had the leisure to play with toys, and not just any toys, but children's cartoon toys.
Thinking of this.
The zombie sneered. Such an insult would indeed enrage other ghosts, but as for him, he wouldn't... What the hell?! What is that!
[Ding! Zombie is dumbfounded]
[Host gains System Points +80]
The system notification sounded.
The zombie saw that the ghost king behind him had taken down the Slow Sheep pendant and then, with a raise of his hand, threw Slow Sheep towards him.
Following closely behind.
In his zombie eyes, devoid of any life, the Slow Sheep pendant traced a parabolic trajectory through the air. As it reached its apex, the Slow Sheep pendant emitted a soft glow.
When the light disappeared.
The Slow Sheep pendant had grown larger...
No.
It wasn't just bigger.
At this moment.
The zombie's sneer abruptly stopped. He stared blankly behind him at a Slow Sheep, half a person's height, watching as Slow Sheep leaned on its cane with one hand, tapping its lower back with the other, and said:
"Oh, my old back."
Seeing Slow Sheep's classic back-patting posture and familiar words, the zombie was stunned. He subconsciously glanced at the vast grassland stretching out in all directions.
[Ding! Zombie is bewildered, Holy crap, where am I? Who am I? Am I still in the Inner Mongolian grassland, or have I run to... the Green Grasslands?]
[Host gains System Points +90]
If it weren't for the city skyline of Hohhot, already visible not far away, the zombie would have almost believed he had run so fast that he had knocked over Newton's coffin lid and traveled through time.
For a moment.
The zombie subconsciously exclaimed in shock:
"It's alive... Slow Sheep is alive?"
Although he was very reluctant to believe it, the zombie knew this was not an illusion. Relying on his keen sense of smell, he smelled the sheepy scent and the smell of sheep's blood on Slow Sheep. There was no mistake, it was a living creature, Slow Sheep, the village chief of Sheep Village.
Immediately.
The zombie was stunned by the scene before him.
On the grassland behind him.
A kind old man leaning on a willow branch cane, and an old sheep also leaning on a cane, two interspecies "elders" both over a hundred years old, were shaking hands and conversing amicably.
"Hello, I am Slow Sheep, the village chief of Sheep Village. Did this old gentleman call me out?"
Slow Sheep pushed up its round-rimmed reading glasses and said with a smile.
In response.
Old Man Willow shook hands with him amicably. Although taken aback, his hundreds of years of cultivated demeanor instinctively led him to reply with a smile:
"Hello, Mr. Slow Sheep. It was I who called you, indeed. I am an old willow spirit contracted by Zhang Wei."
Soon.
As the two centenarians conversed, Old Man Willow didn't dally. He explained the situation to Slow Sheep and asked for his help in pursuing the zombie.
His voice was not restrained and was heard by the zombie ahead.
[Ding! Zombie is very angry, asking Slow Sheep to hunt me? Who do you think you are.]
[Host gains System Points +90]
At this moment.
Slow Sheep, having learned of the situation, gave Old Man Willow a thumbs-up and said:
"Although I am over a hundred years old, I can still help with this small favor. Leave it to me."
As soon as he spoke.
[Ding! Zombie is extremely angry, You?! You want to kill me? You old geezer, who do you think you are.]
[Host gains System Points +100]
Even a mud figurine has some temper.
Let alone a zombie, known for its physical strength, a quasi-ghost king on the verge of becoming a ghost king.
Even with his usual caution, the zombie was still enraged. He had watched "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" and knew how useless Slow Sheep was. In the entire Sheep Village, Slow Sheep was the weakest, second only to Lazy Sheep. Even if he wasn't a quasi-ghost king zombie, just a human, he was confident he could beat Slow Sheep into the intensive care unit.
[Ding! Zombie is extremely furious, A scholar can be killed but not insulted. I've decided, I will use your life, Slow Sheep, as nourishment for my advancement to ghost king.]
[Host gains System Points +110]
As the system notifications sounded.
On the other side.
Old Man Willow and Slow Sheep had finished their conversation, and they were also nearing Hohhot.
Seeing this.
Old Man Willow didn't stand on ceremony and cupped his hands towards Slow Sheep:
"Mr. Slow Sheep, I entrust everything to you. I shall go and eat... explore Hohhot first."
Subconsciously.
Old Man Willow was about to state his purpose, to eat the local specialties of Hohhot, but he quickly remembered the characteristic delicacies of the grassland province, such as roast whole lamb and lamb offal soup. He immediately changed his words. After all, he was asking Slow Sheep for help, and then he was going to eat lamb. This seemed too beastly.
Then Old Man Willow turned and headed towards Hohhot.
Slow Sheep also didn't dally. He turned and chased after the zombie ahead, raising his cane to hit the zombie.
In response.
The zombie said nothing and raised his hand to meet the charging Slow Sheep, intending to tear him apart.
The ghost king elder was powerful, and he was afraid of him. But now that the ghost king elder was gone, why should he be afraid?
[Ding! Zombie sneers at Slow Sheep, It's good to be in Grassland Province, it would be a shame not to eat some lamb...]
[Host gains System Points +120]
The system notification sounded.
However, the next second.
"Ah—Damn it, that hurts!!"
The zombie's cry of pain startled him.
The expected tearing apart of Slow Sheep's body did not happen. As the zombie raised his hand, Slow Sheep also swung his cane. The cane collided with the zombie's hands, and the zombie felt as if his hands were about to break.
The seemingly gentle swing of Slow Sheep's cane landed on his hands, causing the zombie so much pain that he almost fainted.
Following this.
Slow Sheep ignored the zombie's screams and once again raised his cane, hitting the zombie on the head. The zombie, in too much pain to cover his hands and cry out, directly clutched his head.
[Ding! Zombie is bewildered, he feels like the top of his head is about to split open, how could this happen, I've been... bullied by Slow Sheep?]
[Host gains System Points +120]
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