In the middle of the night in Nanyin Mountain, deep in the wild forest, a handful of dancing flames looks particularly dazzling in the dark wild forest. There is a groove three meters deep and two meters wide near the stone wall, forming a natural cave, where an old man and a young man squatted by the fire to keep warm.

On closer inspection, the three men were wearing black hoods on their heads, just like robbers of banks, and the three big men were leaning straight against the stone wall, their hands hanging on their sides, and the cold wind blew, blowing the corners of their shabby clothes, and even the crows in the mountains did not dare to scream.

"Xiao Qian, the night is full of gloom, hurry up and wrap the hole in your head for me, and it's still bloody!" The old man took out the medical kit from his backpack, took out new bandages and disinfectant, and threw them to the young man, "You have to cheat a few of them alive with the smell of blood!"

The young man's name is Zhao Shuqian, and the old man is his grandfather Zhao Wushan, they are rare corpse riders hidden in the world, they are different from corpse chasers, corpse chasers are ordinary corpses, and the corpses can be buried in front of their relatives.

And their Zhao family, for generations, has been driving corpses for a living, and they are the best in the corpses, which is not an ordinary corpse in the first place, and the corpse is like a partner, and it also has the meaning of master and servant. Just like these three big guys tonight, this is the purpose of their trip into the deep mountains.

The bandages on Zhao Shuqian's head were all dyed red, he was attacked by a group of unknown guys before, and those people shot hard, and they all made a dead move, if it weren't for Zhao Shuqian's good shot, plus his self-healing system is particularly powerful, he would have died a long time ago!

"Grandpa, what is the origin of these three big guys, they look a little different from what we usually drive!" These guys are too big!

And they all look young, although they don't know what they look like, there are not many people who have braids at such a young age, Zhao Shuqian is only in his twenties, and he has followed his grandfather to control the corpse since he was a child, and his eyesight is still there.

These guys didn't look sick and died of a disaster, because the aura of that body was very peaceful, and there was no murderous aura at all!

"Don't think about it! These people are no ordinary people, especially that one!" Zhao Wushan pointed to the tall and thin corpse, and the pestle was also quite elegant there, "Fifty years ago, a big family was wiped out overnight, this person is the son of that big family, this young man is amazing, he was studying in the foreign school at the time, and he was not at home when there was an accident at home, and later, he found an old witch and sacrificed himself!"

Zhao Shuqian sat on the ground, "Grandpa, you said he ...... fifty years ago." Then, what if this is going to be messed up!" The corpse rider is the most reluctant to encounter the obsessive corpse, which is a big taboo for the corpse rider, the corpse that is controlled is called the corpse officer, also called the corpse puppet, there is no sense of autonomy, hard work, and it is also very obedient, and the one with a better foundation has basic wisdom and can understand the master's orders, of course, if the corpse officer is as smart and flexible as ordinary people, then this corpse is the best S-level, and it is only rumored that there is zài.

"Grandpa, these few brought back to our Zhao family shouldn't be to find a master for them!"

Zhao Wushan nodded: "Your second uncle does mean this, in fact, he is also entrusted by others, the Han family has a special descendant, or a side branch of the Han family, a few days ago came to us to drive the corpse of the cold frost back, and it was a wish!" At the beginning, he was also Hanwushuang's father who lent a helping hand and gave him a lot of capital so that he could go out to do business, and later became a rich and noble family, this person is quite conscientious!"

Zhao Shuqian snorted: "It is estimated that people give you a lot of compensation, the second uncle's money fan!"

"Little rabbit cub, your second uncle is not a wealth fan, you little ones drink the northwest wind! This time, your second aunt also said that when you are done with this, I will find you a good girl to look at, they are all such big people, and they are still wandering alone!" Zhao Wushan is a little old man, but his voice is not small, and even the leaves of the trees tremble in his throat.

"Okay, grandpa, don't tell me about this, I'm still young, I'm destined to die alone, can't I serve you all my life! If you ask them to give me a blind date, I'll go back to the city now, and school will start in a few days anyway! I still have to prepare for class!" Zhao Shuqian is not in the mood to look at any girl, and what he likes is not a girl!

"Besides, grandpa, do you think it's really good to talk about this in this deep mountain and old forest?" the three corpses were still standing there watching! Although he is not a living person, for Zhao Shuqian, people are no different from corpses, especially those who have recognized the Lord, they are all cute friends!

The old man glared at him, and stopped talking, he was stunned in his heart, the kid under him didn't let him worry, his parents left early, it was the old man and the second uncle of the Zhao family who pulled him up, he has lived independently since high school, and he doesn't go home often for a year and a half, and he uses it to earn tuition and work during the winter and summer vacations, and it's fake to say that he doesn't feel sorry for him!

Besides, the Zhao family is a big family, relatives are distant and close, and some of them often say some cool things when they turn their elbows outward, saying that Zhao Shuqian has eaten the Zhao family so much, this is a bottomless pit!

On the surface, he looked friendly, and threw knives behind his back, and the old man felt even more guilty about Zhao Shuqian!

Zhao Wushan sighed: "I don't care what happens to you, anyway, there is still time, you go back with me obediently, your second uncle has been talking about you for a long time!"

Zhao Shu nodded and hurriedly ran to the precious three corpses to see what was going on!

Especially this one called Hanwushuang, Zhao Shuqian was curious to death, how helpful the Zhao family was to get this antique back! Thinking of this, Zhao Shuqian quietly looked at his grandfather, next to the fire, the old man got into the sleeping bag and was ready to sleep!

The hood of the cold frost is the largest and tightest, and even the chin is covered, so the corpse riders naturally don't have to worry that they can't see the road, as long as they hold the family's guide flag, they will be fine, plus the corpse's birthday, they will naturally have no worries all the way.

Zhao Shuqian flicked the sleeve of the cold frost up a few times, and finally saw his hand from the inside, the long armor of the corpse was red, no murderous aura, and the murderous corpse armor was black, the heavier the murderous aura, the darker and heavier the color of the corpse armor.

Zhao Shuqian was a little puzzled, obviously this guy's whole family was wiped out, why did he only have obsession and no murderous spirit

He noticed that the skin of the cold frost was fair, slightly gray, particularly clean, with slender knuckles and well-proportioned joints, it was really a pair of young master's hands, good-looking!

Zhao Shuqian was afraid that his grandfather would find out, so he panicked and wanted to see the face under the black hood of the cold frost, although it was a bit rude to do so, but he was really very curious, especially after seeing those clean and pale hands, he couldn't help it!

Who knew that as soon as he lifted the hood, he vaguely saw his chin as white as jade, and Zhao Shuqian felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand!

It turned out that as soon as he panicked, the skin on the back of his hand was hooked by the nails of the cold shuang, and the shallow scratches brought out a few drops of blood, Zhao Shuqian slapped the cold shuang's head, made a meaningless grimace at others, and quickly ran to the edge of the fire to find a band-aid!

The heart said: Okay, you are a cold frost, don't you just look at your face, why do you still scratch the master's little hands!

Then, Zhao Shuqian nestled in his sleeping bag and read a mobile phone novel, and finally fell asleep.