I understood Mustache's intentions, he didn't use the zombie charm directly, but provocatively cut down the zombies, just to attract their attention to him and create an opportunity for me. Sure enough, the group of zombies seemed to be really enraged, and they all chased after the mustache.

At this time, there was also a frightened roar not far from my side, it was Brother Xiong! Brother Xiong was wearing a Buddha statue to ward off evil spirits, and the ghosts couldn't get on him, but so many ghost soldiers, like ants carrying food, lifted Brother Xiong and marched to the right ear chamber in a parade. I couldn't help but shudder, and I didn't know what they would do to him if they dragged Brother Xiong inside, but it was definitely a punishment worse than death!

Aki panicked, screaming all the way to the back, and actually fled into the backroom again. But it is a dead end inside, and it is destined to be chased and tortured by ghost soldiers.

After observing the situation around me, I found that I was in a state of no one caring for the time being (to be precise, there should be no ghosts and no zombies). When I looked in front of me again, Fu Yapao was still standing in place and sneering, watching several of us being chased around like watching a play. I said in my heart: Now is the best time, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you stay?

I rushed to my feet, casting a charm on myself, knocking the few ghost soldiers who were coming at me into the air, and then passing through the few zombies before they could react to grab my brief moment. I tossed and turned along the way, dodging left and right, and I was about to rush to Fu Yacang. I cast another soul-fixing spell on my hand, ready to pounce and directly press down the Fu Ya Cannon!

Fu Yapao withdrew his gaze from the mustache and turned his head back to look at me. He didn't panic at all, but grinned and smiled weirdly at me. Then Fu Yacang's expression changed, his eyes rolled white, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his whole body became soft. I secretly screamed badly, but at this time I couldn't hold it anymore, and I hit Fu Yacang's body hard, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

I endured the sharp pain in my elbows and knees when I landed, and rolled over to crush the Fu Ya Cannon. But it was too late, Fu Yacano's face was expressionless, there was no resentment fluctuation on his body at all, and the ghost attached to him just now had already run away.

Suddenly, I felt a suffocation in my throat and someone grabbed my neck from behind!

The man's strength was so great, and his palms were cold and hard, and though I had tried to break his fingers with all my might, I couldn't do it at all. I struggled desperately, kicking my feet back, but he lifted me up without my feet touching the ground. I couldn't turn my head to look, but my nose was already smelling a foul smell, and it was clear that it wasn't a human standing behind me, it was a zombie!

I wanted to open my mouth to shout, I wanted to call for help to the mustache, so that he could come and save me. But my throat was so choked that I couldn't scream at all. The zombie's fingers were getting tighter and tighter, and I couldn't breathe at all, but I couldn't think of any way to get out of his grip for a while.

Am I just going to die? No! I'm not reconciled! I'm only twenty years old, and I'm not married! Han Jie is still waiting for me to marry her, and my parents are still waiting for me to raise her! I'm not reconciled!

Just as I was suffocating my face flushed and my head was dizzy, the zombie behind me suddenly let go of its hand and threw me to the ground. I narrowly escaped death, but I couldn't recover for a while, lying on the ground and coughing. Then there was a "snap", and another person fell next to me and collided with me. It's a mustache!

The mustache was also coughing violently, and the hunched waist looked particularly uncomfortable. It seems that there are still too many zombies, and he can't deal with them alone, and he must have been choked by another zombie just now. There was a bunch of zombies around the two of us, and a bunch of ghost soldiers around the perimeter, all staring at us. But why did they suddenly let us go?

I was pondering when suddenly a couple of masked guys came in, not ghosts or zombies, they were obviously human. But without saying a word, they began to tie me and the mustache with ropes, and tied us together like rice dumplings.

After tying us up, the masked men pulled us up again, pressed us to the ground, and forced us to kneel. At this time, the mustache and I didn't care about any human dignity, and we didn't dare to resist at all, and obediently knelt there with our heads bowed at the mercy of others. As long as there is a glimmer of hope for survival, you can't just give up!

But those people didn't make any next move, they just stood behind the two of us, not saying a word. I waited for a while, and then I had the audacity to whisper to the mustache, "Who are they?" ”

The mustache shook his head and whispered, "I don't know! But I see that the masks they wear are a bit like the masks of the Miao people, and these people are called Wu generals! ”

"Shut up! Don't speak! The person behind him reprimanded. The mustache and I quickly closed our mouths and stared at the ground, for fear of annoying each other again.

After a few minutes, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tomb, and it seemed that there were still quite a few people. The zombies and ghost soldiers surrounding us all stepped back, making way for space. Then I saw more than a dozen pairs of feet walking in front of us and standing still, seeing that their walking movements were very natural, and they should also be alive. But now that my life is in the hands of others, I still don't dare to look up at random to see what is going on.

"Raise your head!" An old voice said.

The mustache and I breathed a sigh of relief and both lifted our heads. There were more than a dozen people standing in front of us, each wearing a mask of a god on their faces, looking at their size, there were still old and young. Standing in the middle was an old man with a long beard, who was talking just now, and seemed to be the leader of the gang. There was also a little general standing beside him, who was just up to his chest, and it was estimated that he was a teenager.

There was silence on both sides for a moment, but the mustache had the audacity to ask, "Why don't you kill us?" ”

The leader snorted coldly and said, "Who promised not to kill you?" We're just keeping you alive for now, and we'll wait until we've asked you something before we decide whether to kill you or not!" ”

"Then ask!" The mustache smiled bitterly, "We must answer truthfully!" ”

"Humph!" The leader tapped me and the mustache back and forth with his fingers, and said, "You two, one Dao cultivator and the other Yin cultivator, why do you want to mix with these tomb robbers?" Didn't your teachers discipline you well? ”

The mustache hurriedly explained: "We are not here to rob the tomb, but we were entrusted by them to investigate the cause of death of several of their companions before, and we didn't think about fighting with them from the beginning. Besides, we really didn't want to enter this tomb, it was just a mistake! ”

"Liar!" The little general next to the leader suddenly interjected and scolded, listening to the voice with a little childishness, "You don't want to come in? Did someone else come in with a gun at you? ”

"They didn't force us with guns, but we didn't come willingly!" I couldn't help but defend myself, "Haven't you been following us all the time? I guess you should have heard what we said to Brother Xiong before! Even if you can't hear it, you can wake up Fu Yapao and ask him. ”

The little general tried to reason with me, but was stopped by the leader's hand. The leader said, "Even if you tell the truth, it may not be able to avoid your capital crimes!" trespassing on the forbidden land and trying in vain to disturb the resting place of my Ming prince deserves death! ”

"Sin deserves death!"

"Sin deserves death!"

"Sin deserves death!"

More than a dozen generals and hundreds of ghosts suddenly shouted together, like a mountain shouting a tsunami.

After shouting, the leader reached out and pressed down, motioning for the others to stop. The mustache sneered at this time and said, "Hmph, sentence us to death?" Do you have that power? Who can prove that what you just said is true? Maybe it's just a bunch! Also the prince of the Ming Dynasty, what age is it now? You say that you are so holy and great, aren't you actually a group of corpse keepers hiding in the deep mountains and old forests! ”

"We don't just raise corpses, we also raise ghosts!" The little general couldn't help but interject again.

"You should also be Yin cultivators, right?" I also probed.

"Well, it's one of them." I don't want the leader to actually nod and admit. Then he asked me rhetorically, "Boy, which sect are you a disciple of?" What is Master's name? ”

"Return to the Mountain Sect, Feng Daozhang!"

The leader hesitated for a moment and said, "Feng Daozhang? Are you Feng Daozhang's apprentice? However, I have never heard of this 'returning to the mountain'. ”

I saw that he seemed to know my master, so I quickly explained: "My master is Feng Daozhang, and the Guishan Sect is a sect that my master just founded!" ”

"Oh!" The leader stroked his long beard, thought about it for a moment, and then asked, "What credentials do you have to prove that you are Feng Daozhang's apprentice?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, I hurriedly said, "I have a copy of the "Hundred Ghosts Map" on me, which was passed on to me by my master, and his name is written on it!" ”

The leader gestured behind my back and said, "Search!" ”

The general standing behind me immediately came over and began to search me. He poured out everything in my backpack, the talismans, the brocade bag, the porcelain vase, and the copy of "Hundred Ghosts" all fell to the ground. The general picked up the Hundred Ghosts and respectfully handed it to their leader.

The leader opened the "Hundred Ghosts Map" and looked at it a few times, then closed it again. He seemed to believe me, and turned to the mustache again, "What about you?" Which Dao sect are you a disciple of? ”

The mustache said: "Hosta Gate Guangnantang, I have a jade plaque on me!" ”

The general was about to search the mustache again, but was stopped by the leader. The leader said: "Don't look at it, it's enough to have this bun and hosta on your head!" "When Mustache was fighting with the zombies just now, the hat had long since fallen somewhere, revealing the costume hairstyle on his head.