Jingle Bell - Jingle Bell -

A crisp bell rang out in the night sky.

For Han Fei, this is no less than the most beautiful music in the world! His originally desperate heart was suddenly activated as if he had been injected with a heart booster.

The sound of a bell means that someone is moving.

Han Fei suppressed his excitement and listened attentively to the source of the bell, yes, it was indeed the sound of the bell, and it was getting closer and closer to the abandoned temple.

The ecstasy of brushing shoulders with death, as well as prostration, Han Fei burst into tears.

The wolves around the offering platform also seemed to have a premonition of the approach of foreign enemies, and several wolves turned to look in the direction of the temple gate and couldn't help howling.

Dozens of feet away from the temple gate, a burly middle-aged Taoist, holding a sword in his left hand and a copper bell in his right hand, shook the copper bell all the way towards the ruined temple. Nearly a foot behind the Taoist, followed by a strange queue, about a dozen people, all with their hands stretched forward, their faces covered by a yellow paper with hexagrams, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. The weirdest thing is that these people are all moving forward according to the rhythm of the bell.

The middle-aged Taoist walked near the temple gate, saw the wolves, raised his head and laughed, and said: "The Taoist has been gone all night, and he feels empty in his stomach, and God has sent a pack of wild dogs, haha......"

The wolves were enraged by the laughter of the middle-aged Taoist, abandoned the offering platform, and all rushed to the vicinity of the temple gate to confront the Taoist.

Han Fei saw the Taoist with the sword from the gap in the offering platform, and he was overjoyed, just thinking that it was a strange person like a ranger. Immediately, he saw the strange queue behind the Taoist, his heart was shocked, and he unconsciously spit out two words - zombie!

Fortunately, he has always been bold and quickly stabilized his mind. He searched for the super system, and there was not much introduction to zombies, only that the mysterious portal secretly passed on the method of driving away corpses, and it had been lost in later generations.

This is also a rare spectacle in a century!

Han Fei was close to the gap and watched the changes outside.

The confrontation between the middle-aged Taoist and the wolves did not last long, and he saw the copper bell in his hand shaking, and all the zombies behind him jumped in front of the Taoist, forming a strange array. As the frequency of the copper bell shaking in the hands of the Taoist increased, the speed of the zombies jumping gradually accelerated, almost running wildly, but the array composed of the entire zombie group was not chaotic. In the array, there seemed to be a kind of mist rising.

While the zombie array was moving rapidly, it gradually approached the wolves, and when it reached a distance of about three feet, the wolves were in a commotion. The wolf king in the middle of the pack roared, and the first few wolves quickly pounced on the zombie array.

Something weird has happened!

Those wolves were obviously rushing towards the zombies, but they always passed by, and the wolves that pounced on the zombie array seemed to have become headless flies, rushing left and right inside, screaming, but they couldn't escape.

Han Fei was dumbfounded, could it be that this was the legendary formation?

The wolves seemed to know the power of the zombie array, and no longer made unnecessary attacks, but maintained the posture of attacking, and let out angry howls one after another.

The middle-aged Taoist took action. He drew his sword and flashed into the zombie array, quickly slashing at several wolves that had already fainted.

The zombie array was closing in on the wolves again, but this time the wolves retreated. When the zombie array approached a foot to the left, the wolf king howled, and the wolves fled over the ruins.

"Haha......"

The middle-aged Taoist laughed wildly again, shook the copper bell in his hand, and the zombie array stopped functioning, jumped to the side of the open space in turn, and lay neatly on the ground.

This scene completely subverted Han Fei's facial features, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe that this was the truth. He originally thought that the bizarre stories in the script were all made up by boring authors, but he didn't expect that they really existed in reality.

Jia Ming didn't know when he woke up, and his eyes were wide at this time, and he didn't roll his eyes, as if he was stunned.

The middle-aged Taoist lit a fire, then carried a dead wolf, sat on the edge of the fire, tore off a bloody wolf leg, and stuffed it directly into his mouth to gnaw. The Daoist's mouth, nose, face and cheeks were smeared with wolf blood, and under the light of the fire, it was particularly terrifying. The person who was originally amiable turned into a blood-eating maniac in an instant.

Jia Ming only glanced at it, and then fainted in fright.

Han Fei was also puzzled by the behavior of the Taoist, why did he eat raw wolf meat when there was a fire?

The middle-aged Taoist swallowed a piece of wolf meat, opened his bloody mouth, and smiled in the direction of the offering platform.

"Two babies, do you want the Taoist master to come out?"

"It turns out that he already knows the two of them!" Han Fei said secretly.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

He pushed open the bookcase, took Jia Ming out, put it on the ground next to the offering platform, and said to the middle-aged Taoist: "The two boys and brothers missed the night, slept here, and were almost killed by wolves. ”

The middle-aged Taoist didn't speak, his eyes flashed, and he kept looking at Han Fei and Jia Ming on the ground.

"Hey, what a furnace!"

Han Fei didn't know what "Luding" meant, but he just stood beside Jia Ming with a smiling face. But in his heart, there was a faint warning sign of unease.

The Taoist gnawed on the raw wolf's leg and said, "Baby, do you know the name of the Taoist master?" ”

Matt, God knows where you are holy? Han Fei bowed his hand again and said, "The kid is a native of the countryside, how can he know the Dharma name of a worldly master like the Taoist Chief?" ”

"Hehe, it's the same whether you know it or not, there is only one ending for the living who meets the Taoist master - death!"

The last dead word of the Daoist seemed to come from the Nine Shadows Mansion, and an invisible cold aura made Han Fei shudder.

Only then did I get rid of the wolves and enter the tiger's mouth again!

The Taoist said coldly: "If you don't want to be made into a zombie by the Dao Master, just obediently be the Dao Master's furnace!" ”

Han Fei had already seen the power of the Daoist Zombie Formation just now, even if Jia Ming was not unconscious, the two of them would never be able to escape. He asked cautiously, "Dao...... Long, what is the furnace ding? ”

The Taoist let out a long laugh, and his playful eyes made Han Fei's heart beat inexplicably.

Now for Han Fei, refusal is death, and if he doesn't refuse, I'm afraid it's almost the same as death, resisting...... Where is the chance to resist?

"Dao Chief, please let us two brothers go, the kid is grateful......"

"Leave you alone? Hehe, when did Dao Ye ever be merciful? Make a choice quickly, Dao Ye's patience is limited......"

"Quack, quack, quack, ......" A burst of laughter like the sound of a broken gong interrupted the Taoist's words.

The Taoist threw away the wolf's legs, stood up and looked at the night sky, and shouted, "Old beggar, what are you crying wolf about?" ”

"Quack...... Yin and Yang Dao people, you are vicious, and you want to take away these two dolls and be your furnace ding? ”

As she spoke, an old woman on crutches walked into the ruined temple. This old woman is really good-looking...... With a long horse face, high cheekbones, a nose facing the sky, a pair of fangs showing at the corners of the lips, and triangular one-eyed, the saltless mother-in-law of ancient times is nothing more than that.