Cloud: "What are you doing?" Mr. Huang is trying to save my parents. ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "The milk smell has not dried, I don't know how thick the sky is, have you ever seen the charm of the ghost?" Dare to talk about saving people? It's ridiculous. ”

Cloud: "Who are you?" ”

The village chief came up, lowered his voice and said, "Yunduo, don't offend them. These people are real masters. During this time, strange things have emerged in the village one after another, does the third child at the entrance of the village know? It's been three years since I died, and the other day, I saw him jumping around in the back mountains. I reported the matter to the public, and it was someone from above. The oldest one came to our village sixty years ago, and your grandfather was a kid at that time. The other two are his high disciples. ”

Some of the villagers recognized the centenarian.

An old man with all his teeth lost was extremely excited: "Old fairy?!" Is it really you? I haven't seen you for 60 years, and your demeanor is still the same. There is salvation! We are saved! Sixty years ago, there were zombies in our village, and it was this old fairy who went down to earth to eradicate the zombies, and invited a yin god for us to build a temple to protect our peace and security. The old fairy is here now, and our village is saved! ”

Many people in the village did not know this old man.

But sixty years ago is not far off.

After tea and dinner, there is not much entertainment, and the favorite thing of the villagers is to sit together and chatter and talk about the strange things of the past.

The old man's name is Chen Zhongxuan, and he is a lay Taoist.

It was passed on by the old people in the village by word of mouth, and it was exaggerated to become a fairy.

An old man said that he was holding a peachwood sword and chasing the zombies on three hills.

Some old people said that when he showed the gossip mirror, the moon did not dare to compete for glory.

An old man said that he went to the underworld and invited him from the underworld to be the ghost king who protected the Dharma. The ghost king called him brother and brother.

An old man said that he had three heads and six arms, and he could invite the Monkey King to come on and kill demons.

……

But in fact, no one has seen it with their own eyes. It's all just a rumor.

Chen Zhongxuan resolved the catastrophe 60 years ago, but it is true.

Huang Xiaoyu squinted at Chen Zhongxuan.

The maintenance is good, you should have practiced kung fu on the rivers and lakes, and your body is very tough.

Don't mention whether it's a master anymore. At such an age, his teeth are about to fall out, he has not cultivated his internal strength, he is not a cultivator, and he can walk without being supported, and it is already good to walk by himself.

His two disciples were quite athletic.

Chen Zhongxuan smiled and waved his hand, shouting: "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, I already know about the things here. How can we, cultivators, allow demons to run rampant? Our task is to restore peace to the world. It's getting late, so let's go back and rest early. I promise that after tonight, nothing strange will happen in your village. ”

The village chief stretched out, watching the lively people gradually disperse.

Only Chen Zhongxuan and two apprentices were left in the courtyard. The village chief, the clouds and the yellow fish.

Chen Zhongxuan stared at the cloud's parents for a while, and his face was solemn: "Such a heavy corpse qi, unseen and unheard of!" In your village, there is a big rice dumpling. The third child at the entrance of the village, after he died three years ago, where was he buried? ”

Village Chief: "Near the Qanats cemetery." ”

Chen Zhongxuan frowned: "Karez? That place is the cemetery I personally selected for your village sixty years ago, it is a treasure of feng shui, not a place for raising corpses, and there is no possibility of zombies. ”

The village chief shuddered: "Old fairy, you can't be out of music." What can we do if you run out of ideas? ”

Chen Zhongxuan's face was displeased.

Disciple Wang Er said with a calm face: "Presumptuous! Dare to be disrespectful to my master. He just suspected, just a three-year-old zombie, don't say my master, I can easily kill ten. ”

The village chief apologized again and again: "It's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong, don't be angry with the old immortal and the two heavenly masters." ”

Another disciple, Ma Wu, said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, have you prepared all the things you have prepared?" ”

Village Chief: "It's all right! There is no shortage of the same. The blood of the black dog, the hooves of the black donkey, the ink fountain, and the big rooster that has grown for three years, all of them. A donkey that is now killed, a dog that is now slaughtered. ”

Chen Zhongxuan thought for a while and said, "Find twelve of the dogs in your village." Six males and six females. There is no age limit. ”

Cloud: "I, I'm a dog." Twenty-four this year. ”

The village chief was stunned, and quietly pulled Yunduo's sleeve: "Old fairy, what are you looking for a dog?" We're all ordinary people, so we're not going to follow you to catch zombies. We're just going to have to hold back. ”

Chen Zhongxuan: "If you don't understand, don't ask." Expecting a bunch of ordinary people to catch zombies, of course can't be. I want these people for something else. ”

Huang Xiaoyu was a little happy.

This Chen Zhongxuan, a self-proclaimed cultivator, calls others an ordinary man.

I don't know how thick the sky is.

Old age is not terrible, relying on the old to sell the old to pretend to be forced, and it is a pretending force without strength, it is a bit too backward.

That's right, he admitted that Chen Zhongxuan and several people have some ability.

For example, that Ma Wu, taking out a gourd and feeding the water in the gourd to Yunduo's parents can indeed expel the corpse qi.

But that has nothing to do with ability, it's the gourd that works.

In the boxes brought by these people, there are a few things that exude a faint mana, which is far from being a magic weapon used by cultivators, but it is still somewhat effective against some weak yin spirits and newly transformed zombies.

As for the opening of the altar and the like, Huang Xiaoyu never paid attention to it.

Three thousand avenues, how many people can understand?

People who know a little bit are good teachers, and they misspread the road, and the more the Tao is spread, the more it is spread, the narrower it becomes, and it is transmitted to the mortal world, I am afraid that it is not even a skin, at most there is a little shadow. How can these people understand the true way of cultivation?

But Huang Xiaoyu still thinks it's funny.

He said: "Dogs, six men and six women, useful for killing zombies? ”

Chen Zhongxuan's brows furrowed again: "Little friend, what do you know?" ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "I know a lot. ”

Yun Duo hurriedly said, "Old immortal, this is my friend." He's really good, he can emit flames in the palm of his hand, like a lighter. ”

Chen Zhongxuan was stunned for a moment, raised his head and laughed.

Wang Er and Ma Wu glanced at each other and laughed too.

After a long while, Wang Er snorted coldly, with a sarcastic face: "Jianghu tricks, magic tricks used to pick up girls." Even if you really have some ability, what can you do with a lighter-sized flame? Light a cigarette for a zombie? ”

Ma Wu: "Boy, I advise you, go back and forth obediently." What is going to happen tonight is not at all what you can imagine. In your life, you may not be able to understand that there will be so many weird and terrifying existences in this world. It's more than you can imagine. ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "I'd love to see it for a long time. ”

Chen Zhongxuan: "Okay! You're not afraid of death, just follow it. Tonight, I'll let you see what it means to be boundless! ”