Chapter Fifty-Six: The Old Sect Old Five

Song Butian's expression was ugly, and it was even difficult to see the solemnity, if I hadn't dragged him, it is estimated that this guy would have run back to find reinforcements.

"The old sect's gentleman dares to come to the door, he is definitely prepared!" Song Butian said in a low voice, his tone was very anxious: "Old Shen, we can't be careless, even the Zhenjiang River has been planted in their hands, not to mention ......."

"Who told you they were gentlemen?" I laughed.

Upon hearing this, Song Butian's expression froze for a moment, his eyes were a little surprised, and he looked at those people in disbelief, and his expression was even more puzzled.

"Something doesn't seem right." Song Butian frowned and said, "It's different from Sun Shiyi's anger, how can they give me a lifeless feeling.......

"I've seen a lot of old sect gentlemen, and I've seen the monsters they have refined." I shrugged my shoulders: "These things are either sins or corpses. ”

Song Butian was stunned: "Isn't this the same thing?" ”

"It's different, it's harder to deal with." I laughed and said, "The monster that Lao Fang dealt with not long ago seems to me to be evil, as for the corpse, ......."

I said, carefully recalling those details about Zhang San.

Zhang San and Li Si are all corpses refined by He Xigong, and their breath is more chaotic than ordinary corpses....... But later I found out that that kind of chaotic and uncoordinated qi was actually unique to the old religion.

As long as it is related to the secret methods of the old religion, nine times out of ten it will be contaminated with that inexplicable atmosphere.

Really, that kind of breath is difficult to describe, but once you have touched it, you will definitely be able to distinguish it, even ordinary people can do it.

It's like the sea, mixed with salty smell, but there is a dark and damp one, unique ..... Similar to a moldy taste.

"What's going on?" Song Butian asked me: "Are you on me?" ”

"Me." I smiled: "The old men above are not stupid, they must know that there is a situation, but they didn't say that they came down to help, nine times out of ten they just want to see." ”

"Then I see." Song Butian laughed and shrugged his shoulders: "I guess I want to see you." ”

"No, I'm also the new ....... of the Shen family."

Before I could finish speaking, the black-clothed men who led the way with us left the scene one after another, and when they saw what they meant, they walked without looking back, very firm.

Seeing that they walked so simply, Song Butian and I didn't embarrass them.

"I'll smoke a cigarette." Song Butian said, lit a cigarette leisurely, walked to the mouth of the alley and stood, it didn't look like it was helping me look at the wind, but like coming down to breathe fresh air, and stretching my waist!

At this time, the seven "people" standing in the alley raised their feet and walked towards me without warning.

When Song Butian heard the footsteps, he glanced back and didn't say anything, but the speed of smoking became faster, and he was probably still a little worried about me.

I stood motionless, not moving, not trying to dodge at all.

When they got closer, I saw that these seven were indeed corpses, and they were still very low-end.

Compared with the corpses of Zhang San and others, which are almost alive, they are too far behind.

These corpses seemed to have been summoned by random people, with either a nose missing on their faces, or a missing eye, and even half of the head of a corpse was missing, and I could see its brain tissue at a glance.

I wondered...... You old bastards look down on me like this? I laughed and pulled the coffin nails out from behind my waist, and did not rush to attack them, but looked left and right, and glanced at the red brick walls on both sides: "Why don't you show up and play with me?" Let this shit come to me....... What about making fun of me? ”

Since the people of the Old Sect manipulated the corpse to come to me, it is enough to show that the Old Sect has already targeted me.

I guess the person who manipulated the corpses was nearby, and while I couldn't pinpoint their location, I could smell them....... The dark, damp rancid stench.

Hearing me shouting this voice, Song Butian also became a little vigilant, scanning left and right like me, looking for those old sect masters who were hiding behind the scenes.

It's a shame that no one responded to me, but I'm sure they were nearby, because the smell was getting stronger....... It seemed to be close to us.

At this moment, the corpse standing in front of me on the right suddenly pounced, like a mad wild dog, with foul-smelling saliva flowing out of its mouth, and it seemed to be mixed with a pale green pus, which looked extremely disgusting.

I didn't dare to be careless, almost at the moment when it attacked, I lifted the coffin nail in my hand and pierced it straight at the corpse's heavenly spirit cover.

Using coffin nails to fight against injustice, and piercing them into their real bodies is very easy, as smooth as a knife into tofu.

When all the coffin nails were submerged in the corpse's head, I didn't pull them out, but turned around, pulled out another coffin nail from my waist, and pierced its head like a gourd.

I have to say that when dealing with these corpses, the coffin nails are still very useful.

The moment they pierced into their heavenly spirit cover, they could lose their mobility, although their bodies could still tremble and convulse a few times, but in the end, they couldn't fight back, and they fell to the ground and couldn't move.

As it stands, the combat effectiveness of these corpses ...... It's just fucking sucking.

In less than a minute, six of the seven corpses were put down by me, and even Song Butian, who was standing in the distance, was dumbfounded.

"Old Shen, you can do this kung fu!" Song Butian exclaimed: "It's a fart to get them done??" You're a bit strong! ”

Song Butian's tone of saying this was obviously a joking tone.

I put down the last corpse with my hand, and then I walked to the first corpse, pulled out the coffin nail that was stuck in its head, wiped it with a napkin, and said to Song Butian: "Old Song, I can see that those old sect animals are just making fun of us!" ”

Just as I was packing up my magic tools and preparing to go back, at the end of the alley, behind the wall, a woman's laughter came without warning.

That's right, definitely a woman's laughter.

The voice sounded soft, with an indescribable flattery.......

In the words of Shippo, it is....... As soon as I heard that laughter, my bones were crispy!

"Who?" Song Butian frowned, walked up to me in a few steps, seemed to feel something, and his expression was very solemn: "Who is laughing there?!" ”

When she heard this, the woman on the other side of the wall also opened her mouth.

"The little brother of the Song family is very domineering, what's wrong? Don't let anyone laugh anymore? ”

After receiving this reply, Song Butian and my expressions froze for a moment, and the vigilance was instantly raised to the highest.

This woman was certainly not passing by...... actually knew Song Butian's identity.......

"Don't pretend to be a ghost over there, come over if you want to chat, let's talk face to face." Song Butian said with a smile, don't look at his relaxed tone, I stood beside him but I could see it clearly, the tension in his eyes like a great enemy could not be concealed.

He's not stupid, I know, this guy must be thinking of going with me.

Mysterious Woman...... And the fuck is there for us....... And it still appears with the corpse of the old religion.......

If you think about it, there is only one possibility.

The old fifth, the only female prophet.

Pretty Fairy Girl.

"You're a friend of the Old Church, aren't you?" Song Butian sneered and asked, "If you dare to speak out, you don't have the courage to show up?" ”

"We're not friends." The woman grinned, and her voice was very young, similar to Chen Qiuyan: "I just came to see you, it's not time to show up, if I do......."

"If you show up, you have to die."

Hearing this voice coming from behind us, Song Butian and I subconsciously turned around, only to see that Yuan Shaoweng and the others had already come silently, standing only five meters away from us.

"Don't mess with us about all this, since you're here, then don't think about leaving." Zhenjianghe sneered.

"Oh, why is Grandpa Zheng so fierce, is it appropriate to bully me as a little girl?"

I frowned and instinctively replied.

"I've heard others say that you're dozens of years old, as an aunt who calls herself a little woman, do you think you're suitable?"