Chapter 493 Mountain Village, Zombies Are a Disaster!
According to the footsteps of everyone, even if you walk, you can reach the ancient elephant city in four or five days at most, but you don't need to travel in a group at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info天籁novel.23txt.
At this time, the senior sister complained, and Situ Ling just took this opportunity to ask, and made a suggestion euphemistically.
However, he closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he had not heard it.
Seeing this, the two little girls were immediately deflated, knowing that the master did not want to say it clearly, let alone change his mind, no matter how much he complained, it would be useless, and they looked at each other, and they were all honest and quiet.
There are fierce beasts between the mountains and forests, but the dart master of the Longmen Dart Bureau is not an ordinary person, and the martial arts momentum is not weak.
When the afterglow fell, everyone was already playing the lanterns, and when they got closer, they saw the general appearance of the village.
This is a quaint village, white lime tiles, bluestone village gate, there is an ancient stream flowing through the village, the sunset is gone, everything is lonely, there is the sound of flowing water, clear into the ear.
"Master, something seems wrong. Lin Xiaoyuan lowered the curtain and said with some solemnity. She has a special Taoism, and she is the most sensitive to yin and evil spirits.
"The village here is located in a radius of five miles, there should be thousands of villagers, at this time, it should be the time when the smoke is curling, the wine and food are fragrant, but now it seems that there are some changes. Situ Ling also sensed that something was wrong, and when she spoke, there were stars shining around her.
"Calm your mind and calm down, and don't be impatient. Broken sorrow opened his mouth lightly and sat like a mountain.
Over the village, a layer of dark clouds was shrouded, and gray clouds were layered on top of each other, obscuring the bright moon.
"What a heavy yin qi! This place is unknown, I'm afraid there are some ghosts haunting!"
Entering the village, Ma Xiong's face was ugly, and he called everyone to say heavily.
How can I say that he has also been an outer disciple in Fengjimen for ten years, and he has been exposed to it, and he has not read many scriptures and classics, and when he enters it, he can still see some famous halls.
The yin qi in this radius of more than ten miles seems to have all gathered in this village, not to mention that there are ghosts and monsters, even after mortals have lived for a long time, they will also suffer from constant illness and enter the ground early.
The night was dark, there were no pedestrians in the village, and the bluestone ground was empty, with only a few fallen leaves whirling and dancing in the air.
Every house, have closed doors and windows, the front of the door is covered with yellow charms, hanging copper mirrors, the window, wrapped with the ink fountain soaked in black dog blood, in front of the door, spread a layer of fragrant glutinous rice, every family is like this, without exception.
Ye Liangchen nodded and said, "It seems that in this village, there are also people of insight who know how to deal with ordinary yin and evil ghosts, and their vitality is not exhausted. ”
Ma Xiong shook his head with a wry smile, glanced back at the exhausted brothers, and the old man who was still sitting in the carriage, sighed lightly, and said helplessly: "The forest is deep and dangerous, there are many fierce beasts, and the Motianling is the most dangerous at night. ”
"If you really encounter any ghosts, please ask two Taoist friends to help take care of one or two and give a little help. ”
Ma Xiong is a little better, he knows how to use some spells, and he has some belongings, but his brothers are all ordinary mortals, and they can fight with real knives and guns, but if they really encounter ghosts that they can't see and touch, they can only be killed.
Hearing this, Zhao Ritian waved his hand and said lightly: "Don't worry, fellow Daoists, we are not ungrateful, if we really want to encounter ghosts, we will definitely take action, and we will never sit idly by." ”
"So, it's hard work. Ma Xiong nodded, although he didn't think that the two would do their best to help each other and sacrifice their lives to help each other, but when he encountered danger, two more Immortal Dao monks from the Soul Cultivation Realm could also make him feel a lot more relieved.
At this time, he was also secretly glad that he was fortunate to meet the broken sorrow and the party, and he was in a hurry, otherwise, if something happened tonight, I am afraid that he would be in a dilemma.
The night was dark, everyone pulled the carriage and horses and walked in the village, suddenly, a window opened, an old man carefully poked out his head, the old man was white, full of vicissitudes of life, he shouted to everyone: "Outsiders, leave quickly, it's late at night, you can't leave if you want to!"
But immediately, his eyes swept over everyone, and after seeing clearly the appearance of the three of them in Taoist robes, the old man hesitated a little and said, "You, are you the Taoist head of the Immortal Family?"
Breaking the sorrowful sword eyebrows, his eyes signaled, Ye Liangchen understood, took a step forward and nodded slightly, and when he stretched out his hand, an orange flame rose from his palm, causing many men behind him to exclaim, and their eyes were also a little more admiring.
The old man's body trembled, his face was full of excitement, he opened the wooden door tremblingly, removed the ink bucket line, and the six people entered it with Ma Xiong and Chen Feng, and the small room was suddenly crowded.
With a shout, Li Si led everyone to take off the horse covers, tie the horses together, and put the carriage across the road, forming a circle.
Although they were born in this absurd and bizarre world, they didn't see many demons and monsters, and for them, the ghosts and spirits were too far away.
The old man who drove the car did not say a word, nor did he beg for food and drink, but turned around and got into the car tent and never came out again.
The old man was not a dart player, and he had been like this for months, and all the dart masters were not surprised and inadvertently ignored him.
Behind the wooden door, there was a basket of eggs, but there was only the old man in the room.
Carefully re-wrapping the ink fountain thread and closing the wooden door, the old man turned around, trembling and about to fall down.
"Old man!"
Breaking his sorrow and holding the old man, he shook his head and said: "The old man doesn't have to be like this, we are ashamed to come here this time to borrow the chatter, we can't afford to bow like this." ”
"The old man is in some trouble, but it doesn't matter. ”
The old man became even more excited when he heard this, and his words were incoherent, and it took a long time before he gradually calmed down.
"I don't know if it angers God, I am away from the village, there were zombies a few months ago, they used to kill some livestock, and now, every three or five times they come to the village to kidnap people and devour, there is not much life in the village, a few Taoist leaders do not come, I am afraid that my whole village will die. ”
Lin Xiaoyuan heard this, but she couldn't help it anymore, and spoke: "Old man, since there are zombies as a disaster, why don't you report to the government and send the immortal master to subdue the demons, it is better to move the village and avoid the corpse disaster than to sit back and wait for death." ”
The old man was even more sad when he heard this, and said desolately: "It's useless, the lives of our village are all livestock raised by zombies, no matter day or night, it is a dead end when you go out of the village, right now, ninety percent of the young and strong women and children in the village are dead, and the rest must be kept to reproduce, and those zombies have begun to eat the elderly." ”
"What kind of zombie is so smart, isn't it already enlightened?Or is there someone doing something in the first place?"