Darkness is synonymous with horror for humans, because in the darkness everything is not seen, and it is not known if there will be an evil object hidden in the darkness, whether he will attack and harm us humans.

For Zhang Yi, this is the kind of embarrassment now, when those gophers-like creatures keep coming out of the holes in the ground, the torches are extinguished, and the hole is plunged into a terrifying darkness.

However, these horrors are equivalent to Zhang Yi's words, because in the darkness they can't see anything, they don't know the situation of the living corpses in front of them, but the living corpses can clearly identify their location, and they keep attacking one after another.

Zhang Yi and the three of them leaned tightly against the boulder at the exit, and kept waving the Mo knife in their hands to slash and kill these living corpses in front of them, fortunately, the Mo knife was long enough, which was used to attack cavalry in the cold weapon era before, and now it is really convenient to resist these living corpses. Although I can't see them, it doesn't matter, as long as I keep waving the Mo knife in my hand, there will definitely be no mistake.

In the darkness, I instantly remembered the sound of popping, the sound of bones clicking and breaking, and the nauseous sound of feet stepping on the ground from the thick black liquid.

Limbs and pieces of flesh kept smashing on their faces, and liquid was splashing on them, and in a few moments, a large mountain of flesh had piled up in front of them, but there were still living corpses crawling fearlessly on the heads and limbs of their companions.

There are always times when people get tired, and when ten minutes have passed, the three of them are tired and panting, and the hands holding the knives are trembling, but the living corpses still do not stop.

"This won't work, after a while, you will either die of exhaustion or be torn alive by these living corpses, in this way, you two are responsible for covering, and I will open the stone door and rush out." Zhang Yi said loudly in a voice that almost shouted.

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and pushed the boulder behind him, and at the same time, the old Dao and the spirit domain were automatically assigned a new position.

The stone was huge, but fortunately, Zhang Yi's strength still existed, and after he threw the Mo knife to Lao Dao, he used his two hands to resist both sides of the stone and exert his whole body.

The huge stone slowly began to slide, and then it felt like his hands were empty, and the whole person flew out, and in an instant, a white and dazzling light suddenly poured into his eyes, and Zhang Yi instinctively closed his eyes and rolled down into the snow.

Soon after landing, he squinted his eyes and helped the spirit domain and Lao Dao out of the cave again, one of Lao Dao's feet was dragged by a living corpse, Zhang Yi immediately cut off the hand of the living corpse with a knife, and then immediately prepared to re-block the hole with the boulder.

The strength of these living corpses is not small, and one living corpse Zhang Yi can still hold it down, but the three living corpses push outward at the same time, which is still very much pressure on Zhang Yi, but when he was about to call for help from the Spirit Domain and Lao Dao, he found that these living corpses were all scrambled out and blocked themselves at the entrance of the hole.

With a single sword, the black liquid spilled on the white snow at the edge of the cave, and the three withered heads rolled down on the snow like watermelons, and after a while, these heads bubbled up and turned into a black charcoal head.

The three of them all collapsed and lay on the edge of the snow after using all their strength to block the hole, and this time they were really exhausted. As a result of the fighting in the cave just now, the three of them were all stained with black liquid and minced meat, and Lao Dao even found a mutilated nose in his hair.

Lao Dao lay on the ground panting heavily, he looked at the white snowy area, turned his head and said in an intermittent voice: "How is it...... Xiao Zhang.... .... Let me follow you when you get out, this time...... This time at least proves that I am not the kind of charlatan who fools people's hearts! ”

He has experienced ups and downs along the way, although he knows that he is not a Taoist priest with advanced Taoism, but he is not a liar, he is an upright person, and the twists and turns are very clear, so what is not satisfied with such a person who is willing to be his brother and friend.

Zhang Yi turned his head to look at the Spirit Domain and Lao Dao, and said with a smile on his lips showing a row of big white teeth: "Everyone is brothers, we can't say who follows whom, let's open a studio together after we go out." He paused for a moment as if he thought of something again, and then said: "Of course, we can also rent multiple storefronts in one place, the kind that are connected together, and then open a small shop according to our own preferences, teach painting if we like to paint, open a Dharma hall if we like to do things, and Wicker will continue to open his funeral supplies store, by the way, Lingyu, what do you like to do?" ”

Lingyu seemed to have some cleanliness, and when Zhang Yi Lao Dao was still lying in the snow and only panting, Lingyu was already wiping the sticky black liquid on his face with snow.

Hearing Zhang Yi's question, he showed his smile for the first time, although it was very light, and it was almost difficult to be caught by the skin on his face, but it was still seen by Zhang Yi.

"Let's open an aviary with some starlings and parrots."

Although the words were brief, Zhang Yi saw his excitement and expectations for the future in his sparkling eyes.

Lao Dao got up from the ground excitedly, he opened his hands and made a gesture of hugging the earth and shouted: "Okay, very good, my old Tao has been wandering all my life, lonely, I didn't expect to be able to live with you good brothers when I get old, this life is not in vain to come to the world once, and we will ...... every day in the future." ”

"Buzz"

An eight-bull crossbow arrow came with a howling wind, piercing the old man's chest straight and straight and sending him flying ten meters away.

Lao Dao fell in the snow, the eight-bull crossbow bolt passed through his chest and stuck on the ground, hanging his upper body in the air, his limbs trembled weakly, and his mouth could only make a faint sound, and blood foam continued to splatter out of his mouth.

This sudden situation suddenly made Zhang Yi and Lingyu stunned, and after a while, Zhang Yi frantically got up from the ground and rushed towards Lao Dao, he even forgot where this huge eight-bull crossbow arrow came from.

With a huge hammer smashing sound, another thick eight-bull crossbow arrow flew towards Zhang Yi, Lingyu picked up the knife and threw it casually, the cold light flashed and the two-meter-long Mo knife flew out and smashed on the eight-bull crossbow arrow, and then fell on the snow and smashed a big hole.

Lingyu looked back, only to see that behind them, the samurai wearing black armor and masks was standing there in unison, and two eight-bull crossbows used to attack the city in the era of cold weapons were at the forefront, and the crossbow arrows had been reloaded on them.

When Zhang Yi picked up Lao Dao, Lao Dao only had a faint breath, but he still held Zhang Yi's hand with a trembling bloody hand.

A bloody tear slipped from the corner of Lao Dao's eye, from the wrinkles of his furrows to his forehead, and finally dripped gently from his blood-red beard, silently.

Looking at Lao Dao's slightly open lips, Zhang Yi knew what he wanted to say, so he couldn't help but keep trembling and twitching his body and put his ear to Lao Dao's mouth.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Lao Dao's words in the end, only felt that after he gushed out with a warm gas and hit Zhang Yi's face, the hand holding Zhang Yi slipped down gently, swaying up and down in mid-air.

There was another deafening sound of footsteps behind him, and although Zhang Yi turned his back to them, he could also feel these vicious warriors waving the Mo knives in their hands and slashing at them.

Gently smoothed Lao Dao's dilated eyes, and whispered in his ear: "You rest for a while and wait for us, it won't be long before we come to find it." ”

After speaking, he pulled out the crossbow arrow that was very inserted in Lao Dao's chest, and lay him flat in the snow, the snow was all red, and Lao Dao was like sleeping on a large blooming stamen, and the petals around him were bright red.