"Jingle bell!"

The bell at the door of the mountain temple suddenly rang, which shook Mu Yi's body, and the hand holding the axe couldn't help but tighten a little, and even he could feel that his palms were cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The bell rang only once and then stopped, which couldn't help but make Mu Yi wonder if it was blown by the wind.

Just as he was about to get up and take a look, a huge object smashed in from the outside and fell heavily to the ground.

Mu Yi fixed his eyes and saw that it was the idol that he had dragged out with great difficulty during the day, but he didn't want to become a stepping stone to his life at this moment.

It's just that it's too late to regret it at this time, because a dark shadow followed closely into the main hall.

Mu Yi didn't think about it, and pulled the first mechanism that had been prepared around him for a long time.

"Click!"

On the other side of the temple entrance, there was a sudden sound, as if something had collided together, a little harsh in the silent night, and at the same time immediately attracted the attention of the black shadow.

As the crash sounded, a spark flashed, and then with a whist, a dazzling flame rose from the basin.

Then a fiery snake spread rapidly through the main hall, and every time the fiery serpent made a turn, a thick candle was lit.

Taking advantage of the fact that the black shadow was distracted by the brazier, Mu Yi jumped out of the shadows with an axe and slashed at the black shadow.

"Poof!"

The axe fell directly into the shoulder of the black shadow, in fact, Mu Yi originally cut it according to his head, but he didn't expect the black shadow's head to deviate at the critical moment.

When the axe fell, it didn't feel like it was cutting into a human body, but like a piece of wood.

With a wave of the black shadow's backhand, Mu Yi felt a huge force coming, and the handle of the axe was immediately broken, and he staggered back a few steps, almost falling to the ground.

At this time, although the fire snake had only lit half of the candle, it was enough to illuminate the main hall.

"Old man?"

Although he had already guessed, when Mu Yi saw the face of the black shadow clearly, he still couldn't help but be shocked.

At this moment, Lao Dao's face was a metallic black, his eyes were only white, his mouth was much larger, his teeth were exposed, and he looked a little hideous.

The axe had slashed at his shoulder, but no blood was coming out.

"Zombies?"

This is Mu Yi's first reaction after seeing Lao Dao, he has heard Lao Dao mention it before, but he only listens to it as a story, and he never believes in any corpse changes, or zombies.

But all this in front of me tells Mu Yi that those stories are true.

However, according to the old Tao, the conditions for the formation of a corpse transformation are extremely harsh, first with a breath of resentment, and then it needs to be buried in the extreme yin place, and it will take at least a month or two to produce a corpse transformation.

And after the corpse transformation just now, it won't be too powerful, at most it's stronger than ordinary people.

But now, Lao Dao is a little outrageously strong, and even he still remembers that Lao Dao died with a smile when he died, how could he have resentment.

It's just that it's useless to talk about these things now, from the eyes of the old Tao without a trace of emotion, Mu Yi knows that the 'old way' is no longer the old way it once was.

He quickly retreated to the center of the main hall, and after a short while, the fiery snake finally burned out, and all the candles were lit.

'Old Dao' re-focused his gaze on Mu Yi, and when he saw that Mu Yi wanted to escape, he immediately chased after him.

Mu Yi immediately jumped backwards and pulled the rope above his head at the same time.

With a bang, the black cloth that blocked the mirror was revealed, and seven pillars of light converged and landed on the body of 'Old Dao'.

"Roar!"

'Old Dao' trembled suddenly, a puff of black smoke suddenly came out of his body, and his mouth roared.

At this time, Mu Yi suddenly took out a bottle and smashed it on the body of 'Lao Dao'.

The bottle burst in response, and the blood of the black dog spilled out.

"Snort!"

The black dog blood did not disappoint Mu Yi, but it only caused some trouble to the 'old way'.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yi took out the exorcism talisman and demon slaying talisman that had been prepared for a long time from the pockets on both sides, and threw it towards the 'old way' after a burst of chatter in his mouth.

Only this time, his methods didn't work, and the two fluttering talismans flew out half a meter and fell to the ground staggeringly.

And Lao Dao has also broken away from the illumination of the concentrating bronze mirror and continues to kill him.

Mu Yi panicked in his heart, no matter how calm he was before, he couldn't change the fact that he was only fourteen years old after all, and it was already very good to be able to do this far.

This is because he is very familiar with the old way, even if the 'old way' has been transformed, he is more shocked than afraid.

In a hurry, Mu Yi did not forget the peachwood sword on his waist after all, he almost instinctively grabbed the peachwood sword, and stabbed towards the 'old way'.

'Old Dao' didn't dodge, and it also made Mu Yi stab at once.

The peachwood sword bought at a great price did not disappoint Mu Yi after all, the one-foot-long peachwood sword stabbed directly into half, and the old Tao's movements immediately became stiff, allowing Mu Yi to escape the catastrophe.

Mu Yi did not retreat again, because the means he prepared were almost exhausted, and there was no way to retreat, but it was better to fight to the death.

He frantically took out those talismans from his pocket and pasted them all on the body of the 'old way'.

But these carefully prepared talismans didn't have any effect, and they weren't even as good as the black dog veins just now.

Although 'Lao Dao''s movements were slow, Mu Yi had forgotten to dodge and let 'Lao Dao''s hand with sharp nails dig into his heart.

Just when Mu Yi thought that he was going to die, a faint white light suddenly burst out of his chest, and then there was a pain, and then his body flew out upside down, hitting a pillar behind him.

The last picture Mu Yi saw was 'Lao Dao' staying there, his right hand holding out. Even he faintly saw a hint of color in Lao Dao's eyes.

Then Mu Yi fell into a coma again.

The next day, Mu Yi woke up with his head touched, and there was only a mess left in the hall, the 'old way' had disappeared, and he was not dead.

was only knocked unconscious twice in a row, and Mu Yi didn't know if 'Lao Dao' deliberately let him go, or because of other reasons.

He didn't know what happened to him after he fell unconscious.

However, after waking up, Mu Yi came to the back of the temple as soon as possible, the tomb of Lao Dao was completely opened, the coffin in the pit was opened, and there was no one inside, only the head of the idol that disappeared before.

Mu Yi stood on the edge of the pit and his face was cloudy for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and jumped into the coffin and picked up the head of the idol.

The head of the idol was very light, and Mu Yi broke it with a slight effort, and the hard wood seemed to be weathered.

According to his observations, the previous idol was carved from a large piece of material, which was very heavy, and he had seen it when he dragged the idol out of the main hall before, and it was not even a little moth-eaten and rotten, let alone so badly weathered.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Mu Yi didn't pay any attention to it, and after throwing away the head of the idol, he slowly squatted down again, and kept tapping the bottom of the coffin with his fingers.

"Bangbang!" "Bangbang!" “···”“ Knock knock? ”