Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten.

Wang Ping'an calculated the beginning, but he didn't expect the ending.

Such a big piece of fat was sent to Wang Wencai's mouth, but it was rejected, which surprised Wang Ping'an.

A humble gentleman like himself can't stand this kind of temptation, just like Xu Qing and Gu Tingcheng climbed on their bedside, even if they were very tired, it was difficult to refuse.

Since this is the case, it can't be forced, the matter of fruit acquisition can be delayed, but it really can't be done, and the copper lock can continue to work part-time.

After all, Copper Lock is already a mature cultivator, and it is nothing to have an extra part-time job.

Things at home are basically arranged.

However, there is still a time bomb around the village, which must be solved, otherwise Wang Ping'an will not be at ease when he leaves.

At night, Wang Ping'an politely rejected Xu Qing and Gu Qingcheng's warm storage game, and walked into the mountains alone.

His mind was full of energy, like a super-powered radar, probing every inch of grass and trees around him clearly.

Not looking for elixir, not looking for demon beasts, he just wanted to find out the runaway zombie.

Look at the value of saving, if the other party completely loses his mind, Wang Ping'an will destroy him humanely tonight.

If it can be saved, submit him and let him become a security force on the perimeter of the orchard.

All the way north, jumping over a few rivers and stepping on a few hills, I finally found a trace of the eerie and violent cold aura.

That zombie was hiding in a naturally formed small cave, cultivating in front of the dark night sky, and now he couldn't see the moon, but after the three Red Moon events, the power of Taiyin emanating from the moon was already extremely rich.

Whether it is a small monster or a small zombie, they can get great benefits from the moon.

Roar.

The zombies also found Wang Ping'an, and roared angrily, and the four walls of the cave suddenly rose with a layer of frost.

This is a manifestation of the zombie's great progress.

It bared its sharp fangs, turned into a fishy wind, rushed out of the cave, stood halfway up the mountain, and watched Wang Ping'an.

Its expression was a little complicated, angry, and some grievances.

It seems to be saying, I've already hid in the mountains, why don't you let me go? I'm not a zombie to mess with, I can eat people, super fierce.

"Bashan Daoist, it's cold on the mountain, come down and talk!" Wang Ping'an hooked his fingers at it, deliberately calling its previous Dao number to see how it reacted.

"What do we have to talk about? I've avoided you, I've avoided your village, what do you want?"

The zombie's voice, although very stiff, is extremely coherent and logical.

"I was surprised that you hadn't lost your mind. Wang Ping'an was surprised.

"It's just a little bit, if I hadn't practiced the authentic Taoist Pure Heart Mantra, I might have lost my true nature long ago...... But now, it's still very hard! This is not the second life I want, this is not the resurrection I expected......"

The more the zombie Taoist spoke, the more angry he became, his eyes flashed red, and with a whoosh, he jumped down from the mountainside, landed in front of Wang Ping'an, and yelled at him, revealing his fishy teeth.

Wang Ping'an slapped suddenly, conjuring up a blurred fragment of his palm, and suddenly slapped the zombie Taoist in the pile of rocks.

"What's it called, Nima? Your mouth stinks, you know? How long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Three hundred years, or five hundred years?"

"You...... I...... Roar ......"

The zombie Taoist was extremely shocked and terrified, he didn't expect that he had been in a lot of adventures and had worked hard to cultivate for so long, but the gap between him and Wang Ping'an was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't even catch a slap from him.

He struggled and roared loudly, trying to break free from Wang Ping'an's slap suppression.

"If you scream again, I'll beat you to death!" Wang Ping'an said, and slapped again.

The expression with which he spoke was very serious, so serious that it made the zombie Taoist instantly quiet.

The zombie Taoist feels that if he screams again, I'm afraid there will be no good results!

"What do you want?" asked the zombie Taoist, who quieted down and gasped.

"Your cultivation has gone wrong, I told you the first time I saw you. I didn't have a solution at the time, but lately, I've been recalling a little trick that seems to help you suppress the mania of evil spirits. ”

"Are you willing to help me, and at what cost do you need me?" asked cautiously with a fierce glint in the zombie Daoist's eyes.

"Occasionally help me kill a few people, and if Shennong Orchard is attacked by cultivators, try to help as much as possible to lure away some cultivators. ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"What do you think? Otherwise, what else can I do for you? You don't have beauty, you can't have money, let you be a personal bodyguard, I will freeze to death if I don't stink to death...... In short, that's all you can use. ”

"......" The zombie Taoist didn't expect that he was useless, and wanted to defend himself, but he found that he was really useless, so he had to agree, "That's okay, I hope you can really help me solve the problems on my body." ”

"Give you a little memory fragment, you can understand it yourself, if you break the contract, the next time I see you, I will directly shoot you to death and make a specimen. ”

Wang Ping'an said, popping up a broken avenue trace, which instantly drilled into the head of the zombie Taoist.

The zombie Taoist trembled, roared, the red light in his eyes flashed violently, and then he lay there, without moving.

Wang Ping'an glanced at it and knew that it was not dead, and the red light in his eyes could be used as a neon sign, turning this mountainous land into a red 1 light district.

Wang Ping'an turned around and left, didn't take a young lady with him, and left the entire Red 1 Light District to the zombie Taoist.

The next day, before dawn, Wang Ping'an and his party left the orchard and rushed to the provincial capital.

This time he drove Gu Qingcheng's Land Rover, and Gu Dongli drove a Land Rover himself.

Gu Dongli was driven away by Wang Ping'an, since he was driven away, even if his Land Rover was given to Wang Ping'an, he would not accept it, so as not to leave him behind.

Babos stayed in the orchard, and if it was time to buy fodder, the Great Wall Picara was not enough, and Babos could help.

Walking at high speed, Wang Ping'an drove a little slowly, after all, there were two women in the car who were not wearing seat belts, and the speed of one hundred and seven per hour barely allowed him to find a trace of the comfort of an old driver.

But to be honest, he thinks that the speed of this car is like this, and it is not as fast as himself.

It's just that when I run to the provincial capital, I may be a little tired, and I will be sweating profusely, and it will be inconvenient to attend the meeting.

He, Wang Ping'an, is also a person with status, covered in sweat and smell, sitting next to others for meetings, and it is not very elegant to spread it.

If one day I think about flying, I may not be tired and sweaty, and when the time comes, I can fly over directly.

And the Land Rover he drove, even if he welded two wings, he couldn't fly, so Wang Ping'an secretly despised its speed in his heart.

Scum, too scum.

"Erbao, can we drive slowly, your speed is too fast!" I don't know when, Xu Qing and Gu Qingcheng had already fastened their seat belts, and said a little weakly.

"Old drivers are all at this speed, you just need to get used to it. Wang Ping'an replied calmly.