In the year of Yichou, the fourth month of leap month, the nineteenth day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar.

It is advisable to sacrifice, pray for blessings, and ask for heirs.

Don't, make a bed, tailor, put on the beam, enter the house, and marry.

The sky was white, and in the distance it was full of greenery, but in the near distance it was a pile of rotting black leaves and dead wood.

"The miscellaneous soldiers of level 3 are assessed above the royal guards with strong martial arts because they are carrying guns, and a gun can easily kill the four-eyed Taoist, but it can't hurt me."

He Cheng shrunk his feet and stood at the foot of the stairs of the waste inn and sighed.

"It's easy for the four-eyed Taoist to kill me, but it's helpless against a miscellaneous soldier"

Is this a peck-and-drink with its own certainty? Naturally not, in He Cheng's eyes, this is just telling him that the rank is useless, and he must not act blindly. Affair.

The breeze swept through the fire-burned flags embroidered with the word "inn".

Many people learn from foreigners to open hotels, hotels, inns this kind of name will be considered old-fashioned, few people patronize, plus this place is remote and few people pass by, after a fire, the trees will naturally fall and scatter.

Cheapened He Cheng, a zombie, to enjoy the cool and avoid the sun here.

Zombies come out of the day and at night, there is another saying that the zombies are thin and fat at night, and the zombies come out of the coffin at night, and the body is plump like a living person, but when the coffin lid is opened during the day, the corpse will be found covered with skin and bones.

It is recorded in "Zi Bu Yu" that the high-level zombies in zombies can fly, but they still have to hide in the coffin during the day, and some will evolve into the flying yaksha, so they don't need to stay in the coffin at that time.

Flying Yaksha has long been no longer in the zombie column, Yaksha is the name of a ghost in Hindu mythology, and there is also a patrol Yaksha in the classic story of Nezha and the sea, which shows that the Yaksha family covers a wide range, of course, it may also be a different kind, but it is just the same name, and it is inconvenient to talk about it here.

High-level zombies still need to hide from the daytime sun, He Cheng is just the lowest-level white zombie, how can he stand the scorching heat of the day?

A ray of sunlight shined through the dilapidated roof, and his stiff face was not afraid of rejoicing when he saw this sunlight.

"It's kind of endured until daytime."

Although the zombies are all copper skin and iron bones, there is an obvious gap between different realms, and even if the black zombie Qianhe stands still, He Cheng can hardly hurt him in the slightest.

The daytime sunlight became his last reliance.

The black stiff thousand cranes who were stuck to the rune paper stood stiffly, the sunlight was like a file on the wrist bone, the morning light the thickness of the thumb shone on the black stiff thousand cranes' chest, and a burst of green smoke ignited the yellow robe, followed by bursts of leaking corpse gas!

The black stiff Chizuru remained motionless.

The corpse suppression talisman really has a powerful power, and the black zombie does not react even if he is exposed to the sun.

He Cheng was shocked and bitter at the same time, the Taoist priest naturally restrained zombies, where is the way out for zombies?

Limit!

Feeling the increasingly dense corpse qi in the air, He Cheng dragged the black zombie thousand cranes aside and jumped high, his stiff body used the gravity of the earth to exert the power of this foot to the extreme!

Bang!!

The dilapidated inn, which had decayed, lost its last breath and collapsed with a stomp, leaving it in ruins......

All is calm.

At night, the crescent moon is like a hook, hanging upside down on the tree.

Barren

Wild Ridge

Lonely grave

A wild dog in the grass learned from a distant relative wolf to the moon "howl" twice, but when a jumping figure approached in the distance, the frightened "woo" picked up his tail and ran.

Pair. The legs are like lead, and the feeling of jumping heaviness is especially obvious.

Naturally, it was white-haired and stiff.

"Smack"

A pair of official boots stepped into the mud puddle, splashing small patches of dirty water.

The dung shell who pushed the dung ball and the ants who moved before the rain just passed by him, and one by one they fell to the ground and died.

If zombies are not contained by the Three Realms and Six Realms, how can it be just talked? Even if zombies don't suck human blood, ordinary people often get close to them to lose their longevity, and they lack sperm and blood.

Although he escaped from the hands of the Four-Eyed Dao Master, he had no plan for the next step.

At the moment, I can only worship the moon and walk, and take the direction away from the direction where the four-eyed road chief is located.

"Hee-hee-hee~"

In the quiet of the night, there was a sudden chilling sound of children's laughter.

A pair of golden boys and girls, wearing red belly pockets, with pale skin, and the appearance of the children burned in front of the grave at the funeral. The boy and the girl are exactly the same.

This is a barren mountain, the territory of ghosts.

The two little dolls looked around He Cheng left and right, their miserable white faces and dazzling blushes, even if they were really zombies, they felt scary.

It's just two level 3 imps, He Cheng doesn't care about them, and his attitude towards himself is not hostile.

"He's a zombie?"

"What a handsome zombie, look at the way he is dressed, was he a general when he was alive?"

"I really want to ride a zombie~" The two little ghosts are all about me, twittering, endlessly annoying.

The boy jumped up behind He Cheng and jumped onto his shoulder.

He Cheng only felt his shoulders sink slightly, turned around suddenly, and knocked the boy down.

Regardless of his status as a prince in this life, even in his previous life, he was not used to others riding on him.

"What a fierce zombie!"

The two imps are not afraid of him, among the low-level ghosts and evil things, the zombies can't fight the ghosts, the zombies are copper-skinned and iron-clad, the ghosts are psychedelic physiques, the essence is the ghosts' tricks to restrain the zombies' zero IQ, and there is no way to be played.

He is not one of those low-level zombies, not only by his nose, but also by his five senses.

After He Cheng shook it two or three times, the boy was like a nail under his feet, sticking to his shoulder and not moving.

"I want to try it too!"

Woman. Tong also climbed up after him, what a fart. strands of long nails, inlaid and immovable.

The two ghost boys, sitting on He Cheng's shoulders left and right, happily sang unheard nursery rhymes.

"O'Lan's Day, Candle Eating, Ghost Doll, Going Home ......"

"Abba ignored me, killed the sister who sent the flowers, Grandma ignored me, and arrested the prince of Xianyan...... (Daddy ignored me, killed and gave it to Sister Hua, Auntie ignored me, caught it and dedicated it to Lord Yama)"

People often say that imps are difficult, but they don't know that imps not only haunt people, but also haunt zombies.

The little ghost boy can't pose a threat to him, and he can't get rid of him.

"Stupid zombie, send me back to Sister Hua!"

The boy patted He Cheng's head and said arrogantly.

"Being so arrogant? When I turn around, I'll eat you! ”

Zombies can absorb yin energy, and ghosts can naturally be swallowed as pure yin things, but the thin yin qi is easy to swallow, but the ghosts with three souls and seven spirits are difficult to chew, and they can only be dealt with a certain strength.

The two little ghosts are flexible, and He Cheng's body is stiff and difficult to catch.

The boy blew a puff of white smoke into his nose, and in a trance, He Cheng felt a living person standing in front of him, and the yang energy was boiling urging him to beat forward.

"Really, I'm a normal zombie?"

He couldn't get rid of these two imps, so he had to send them back.

Climb the barren mountain and stop in front of an earthen grave with a stone monument, the years have distorted the tombstone, giving birth to the grave weeds.

There are three words written on the stone tablet "Hua Xiaofeng", which should be the flower sister sung in the ghost doll ballad.

The white smoke flickered, and a woman wearing a red dress, raising wide sleeves to cover her face, and a beautiful figure walked out.

"Sister Hua~" The two ghost dolls ran over happily when they saw the female ghost, "Man, we brought you back!" ”

Sister Hua nodded, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, it was really a soul-hooking eyebrow.

"Jun is quite handsome (Jun is quite handsome)"

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman is a ghost, but I heard in my words, this flower sister is so hungry and thirsty that she wants to find a man?

A Chinese girl hooks her soul, a romantic night.

Wensao scholars are in any era, and the man who wants to be a ghost under the peony flower will not be extinct, as for finding a zombie with no sexual function to relieve loneliness? But zombies are really hard, except for some places where the whole body is hard.

"This zombie, I want him to be a beggar!"

Unexpectedly, Sister Hua turned her face faster and flew two ghost dolls.

When I put down my hand, I saw her three-foot-long red tongue.

It turned out to be a hanged man!