"What are you crying about, we are here to save you" Zhao Gulan said to the little Taoist priest in the pit, then raised his hand and waved his hand, lifting the boulder that was pressing on his leg, and looked at the thigh that had turned into a cake and couldn't bear to look at it directly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little Taoist priest pumped and hooked, and the scream of pain when he was carried out of the pit by Yulin almost frightened all the birds in the forest into the sky.

A ghost and a corpse carried a Taoist priest on his back and walked slowly in the jungle, and found a dry and flat place before putting it down, Zhao Gulan looked at the little Taoist priest whose face was pale and had fainted: "What should I do?" ”

Yulin shook his head, he was actually very hungry, especially when he saw the blood, it was really determined to be able to persist until now and not suck it dry, and there was another point, there was always another woman's voice echoing in his head: "Don't hurt people, don't kill innocents"

He couldn't remember who said it, but the voice was so familiar that it made his heart beat a few times every time it echoed in his head, if he wasn't a zombie now, of course.

The person he killed just now was his enemy in his previous life, he remembered that he died in the Qing Pavilion, and he didn't forget everything in his life, but he couldn't remember who the woman who spoke to him was.

His previous life was very miserable, he was sold to the Qing Pavilion at a few years old, because of his good skin and flesh, and his bustard father also focused on cultivating him, and at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he hung up a sign to pick up customers, and was humiliated and bullied countless times, and even later, his complexion grew older, and he never stopped his tragic fate.

"Or, throw him at the gate of the city, let's go, since there is a Taoist priest here, maybe there will be another Taoist priest, anyway, we can be regarded as saving him, wealth is in the sky, life and death are up to fate" Zhao Gulan said.

Yulin nodded, supported the little Taoist priest's legs, and walked towards the town below the mountain with Zhao Gulan.

The two sent the little Taoist priest to the city gate, and then left quickly, Yulin looked at the huge and familiar handwriting carved on the towering city gate, and sighed with emotion for a while.

"Let's go, let's go, how many years have passed, the people who used to have long since gone don't know where they went, even the palace has forgotten many things, what else is there to see" Zhao Gulan took Yulin's arm and dragged him away.

"Where are we going?" Yulin followed Zhao Gulan through the dark night road, his knees were straight and he couldn't bend back, his walking posture was a little weird, and he looked a little clumsy and cute behind Zhao Gulan.

"Go find someone" Zhao Gulan looked at the long and endless road in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Looking for whom?"

"It seems to be a friend of mine, called Zhu Yifei" Her slender white five fingers pulled her hair, and a pair of unusually beautiful eyes emitted a faint golden pink luster in the dark night, coupled with that beautiful and delicate face, there was a thrilling beauty.

"Well, where are we going to find it?" Yulin looked a little dazed, especially attracted by that cold and arrogant temperament, as if anyone was inferior in front of her.

"I don't know, I've been inquiring for a long time, I heard that there are still a few days, the door of the ghost world is about to open, the yin qi in the yang world is too weak, it is really not conducive to cultivation, I want to go to the ghost world, find out if there is anyone I knew before my death, I can inquire about something" Her brows tightened, adding to the beauty of the city.

"Okay, then I'll go with you, but I'm hungry now," Yulin said, his eyes completely black again, and they looked like two black holes on his pale skin.

"Hey, let's do it, we can't harm people, you follow me, don't show your face first, I'll help you lure some people in."

When Yulin heard this, he also nodded, suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart, and followed Zhao Zhao Gulan all the way into a small town.

Zhao Gulan's sense of smell is very sensitive to popularity, floating to a dilapidated cottage in the suburbs, lying on the dark window and looking in, he saw a drunk man sleeping on his upper body, and saw that the drunkard's head and shoulders were dim, knowing that he was a person who didn't think about cultivating virtue on weekdays, so he snickered a few times and gently blew a breath of ghost breath into the house.

Let's say that this drunkard is a scoundrel leader who is famous in ten miles and eight townships, originally his ancestors accumulated virtue, or a few acres of fertile land, when his parents were still alive, because the first child gave birth to several children died for no reason, and finally left only such a single seedling, since he was a child, he was very doting.

This child was also well-behaved and cute when he was a child, with a sweet mind and a sweet mouth, and he was used to coaxing people, but as he got older, he also showed problems.

It's too lazy to do it, but I got into the bad habit of gambling and drinking with some fox friends and dog friends.

Later, because of the dissuasion of the elderly parents, and because of the lack of money, they actually bought the fox friend to kill their parents in the middle of the night, and after a few months of hiding from the government with trepidation, they saw that there was nothing to do, so they gradually became more and more prodigal.

First he lost his house and land in gambling, and then he contracted the problem of stealing chickens and dogs, and soon after that, he was arrested by the government, and after a small punishment, the friend who had killed his parents was afraid that he would confess himself, so he made some silver, redeemed it, and gave him some entanglement, and sent him away.

This drunk was scolded all day long, and it was not a taste to think about it, so he left his hometown and found this place, and saw a dilapidated earthen grass house during the war, so he simply cleaned up and slept here.

On a summer night without a quilt, the grass house was unbearably hot, and the drunken man drank a few jars of stolen wine, and slept comfortably under the bite of mosquitoes.

The drunken man first curled up unconsciously, and then the wind became colder and colder, blowing in through the dilapidated window, and his neck and head were instantly awakened by ice.

A few women's coquettish laughter came intermittently from outside the window, and the sound was like a silver bell, listening to the ears, there was an inexplicable comfort and temptation.

"Who" The drunkard sat up from the kang and looked out through the bright moonlight, and saw a beautiful woman lying on the window looking at him with a smile on her face, and asked a little confused.

"But Zhang Jiashilang Zhang Sheng?" Zhao Gulan stopped laughing and asked in a coquettish voice.

"Well, yes, which little lady are you, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing lying on the window of my house" Zhang Sheng said and took straw shoes on the ground, kicked and pushed the door and went out of the house.

"I have something good to hand over to you," Zhao Gulan said, blowing another breath on the dark and ruddy face without a trace.

Zhang Shengzheng was a little puzzled, but suddenly smelled an orchid-like fragrance, and his whole brain buzzed, as if someone was suddenly beating the drum, and his mind became a little confused in an instant.

"Good stuff? What's good? Zhang Sheng's pupils were a little dilated, and looking at the woman in front of him, he only felt that he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

"You follow the slave family, and you will naturally know when you arrive" Zhao Gulan chuckled a few times, then grabbed his arm, and took advantage of this opportunity to blow a few more mouthfuls on his face, seeing that Zhang Sheng seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist, he pulled him into the dense forest.

Yulin was so hungry that his two long and sharp corpse teeth couldn't help but burrow out of the corners of his lips, and his whole body was hidden behind an old tree trunk, shivering, and a low dog-like roar kept escaping from his throat.

The nails on both hands also slowly lengthened, exuding a pale cyan luster, and as if they couldn't bear it anymore, they grabbed the trunk of the tree next to them, and in an instant, they broke it alive.

"What's the hurry, didn't I bring it to you?" Zhao Gulan pulled the Zhang Shengyi to Yulin, and the Zhang Shengfang suddenly came to his senses, looking at the woman in front of him and the devil-like man, he was suddenly frightened, and sat down on the ground, unable to make a sound.

Yulin sniffed and grabbed Zhang Sheng's shoulder, dragged him to him, who was crying and howling, and sniffed, looking a little disgusted.

"Hurry up and eat, in this situation, it's good to find someone," Zhao Gulan patiently comforted.

"Who are you, don't eat me, don't, auntie..... Ah" Zhang Sheng was shouting, and was bitten into the neck by the tireless Yulin, and he was silent in an instant.

The creaking sound sounded in the dark low jungle, Zhao Gulan looked at his beastly eating appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little hungry in his stomach, it happened that at this time, Zhang Sheng's three souls and seven spirits came out of the corpse, and was about to be taken away, when Zhao Gulan reached out and grabbed it, and sucked it into his mouth.

This was the first time she had sucked a human soul, and she suddenly felt a hundred times more energetic, her internal organs were filled with endless power, and even the fatigue of the long journey was swept away.

Yulin sucked up the blood and ate the meat again, so he found a place to bury a pile of bones and flesh, and continued on the road with Zhao Gulan.

The two of them traveled day and night, and soon they came to a burial pit, which was still the place where Lu Qian had killed hundreds of thousands of troops and buried them after the Great War took place a hundred years ago.

The burial pit has long been filled, and a high platform has been built above, and on top of the high platform stands a huge stone figure, which is exactly what Lu Qian looked like before his death.

This stone statue looks like it has not been built for a long time, and it is surrounded by fruits, wine and meat, Zhao Gulan has never seen such a sumptuous banquet along the way, so without saying a word, he floated up to the high platform, picked up the wine and meat and devoured it regardless of the image.