A few months ago, Wu Zhiyuan had gone to Yidu County with Li Xueying, who was pretending to be the Moon Shadow Fuxian at the time, so Wu Zhiyuan roughly remembered the direction of the road at this time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe weather is good these days, there has been no rain or snow, Wu Zhiyuan rests during the day or goes to places with villages and towns to buy some dry food, and rushes at night, and the road is also smooth.

It's just that he didn't encounter any pedestrians on the way to drive the corpses, and on the bleak night, Wu Zhiyuan could only talk and chat with a few zombies while walking. Thinking that Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying had already left him, and he didn't know anything about their whereabouts at this time, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. Could it be that this is an arrangement in the dark, so that he and this pair of beauties meet, and then they are separated from each other, and each suffers the pain of lovesickness?

Zombies have no humanity, so naturally they can't understand Wu Zhiyuan's complaints about these feelings, so they just follow Wu Zhiyuan's footsteps and keep jumping.

At the fourth watch of the seventh day, before dawn, Wu Zhiyuan drove the zombies to a path full of willow trees on both sides, the road was full of dead grass, and the willow trees on both sides also fell and withered, so it was not desolate.

Wu Zhiyuan was extremely impressed by this place, because the first destination that his master asked him to send the corpse to was Liuyin Village in Yidu County, where the willows are shady, and this path is the entrance to Liuyin Village.

Wu Zhiyuan clearly remembered that Liuyin Village was an empty village, which had been abandoned for an unknown number of years, and there was a black lacquer coffin in the houses of many families in the village, and the coffin was the entrance to the tomb of the Yan Emperor.

The Imperial Mausoleum of the Yan Kingdom was excavated in the mountain of Linglong Mountain, and Liuyin Village is at the foot of Linglong Mountain.

At that time, Li Lanru hid in the imperial mausoleum of Yan with his remnants, planning to wait for an opportunity to start an incident; Now Li Lanru has already turned into a pile of white bones outside Cixi's mausoleum, presumably this Yan State Emperor's Mausoleum has also been deserted.

Touching the past, Wu Zhiyuan sighed helplessly, and drove the zombies to the big willow tree in front of the village, because he knew that the village was already empty, so he did not enter the village, but planned to bury the three zombies directly under the willow tree.

Without a shovel or other tools on his body, Wu Zhiyuan turned his vitality and broke a thick branch from the willow tree on the side, intending to dig the soil with the branch, and just inserted the branch into the soil, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly heard a whistling sound of breaking wind behind him.

The sound of the breaking wind was very fast, indicating that it was very fast. Wu Zhiyuan instinctively lowered his body and rolled on the spot, and with a "whoosh" sound, something rubbed against his scalp, and thrust into the willow tree opposite.

Wu Zhiyuan stood up and turned his head to look, and was horrified in his heart, only to see that it was actually a short arrow inserted in the willow tree, and the arrow exposed outside was shiny, indicating that it was very sharp.

"Who hurt people with arrows?" Wu Zhiyuan looked around cautiously and shouted loudly.

When the words fell, no one responded.

Wu Zhiyuan felt strange, according to the direction from which the short arrow flew just now, the person who shot the arrow should be in the village, and the position where Wu Zhiyuan was standing was at least twenty meters away from the village, which happened to be the effective distance with the greatest power of the crossbow arrow.

Wu Zhiyuan slowly glanced at the dilapidated houses in front of him, some of which had collapsed, even more dilapidated than the last time he came.

Suddenly, only hearing the sound of "whoosh", Wu Zhiyuan turned his head sharply, only to see a short arrow coming rapidly from his left front. At this critical juncture, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly had a strange idea, this time he did not dodge, but secretly lucked his vitality, and grabbed the flying short arrow in his hand, because the force was too strong, he actually broke the short arrow with a "snap".

Immediately afterwards, there were several "whoosh" sounds, and three short arrows flew from the left, middle and right directions in front, and the speed was staggering.

Wu Zhiyuan saw the approximate direction where the short arrow was flying, rolled on the spot, dodged the three oncoming short arrows, and then used the Maoshan magic footwork under his feet, and quickly rushed towards the direction where the short arrow flew in the middle, and he wanted to find out the person who shot the arrow.

Behind him, there was the sound of several short arrows inserting into the trunk of a tree, and another was relatively low, presumably shot at a certain zombie.

As the footsteps approached, Wu Zhiyuan saw a human head on the courtyard wall of a house in front of him, and the person obviously saw Wu Zhiyuan rushing towards him, and hurriedly reached out and pulled out a short arrow from the bamboo tube on his back, and before he could place the crossbow machine in his hand, Wu Zhiyuan was already close in front of him.

As soon as the man looked up, he happened to see Wu Zhiyuan standing outside the wall, and a panicked look suddenly appeared on his face.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't give him a chance to breathe, and punched the man in the nose, the man said "ouch", and he fell backwards and fell to the ground, his nose was broken by Wu Zhiyuan's punch, and blood flowed all over his face.

Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the wall, jumped over the wall, jumped into the courtyard, and rushed to the front of the man with an arrow.

The man was just about to struggle to get up, but was kicked down by Wu Zhiyuan again.

"Who are you? Why are you sneaking up on me? Wu Zhiyuan stepped on the man's chest and asked angrily.

The man gasped and did not answer.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind him, and Wu Zhiyuan knew that the other two people who attacked him had arrived, so he grabbed the collar of the person at his feet, lifted him up, and then turned around and blocked the person in front of him.

"Let him go!" The other two threatened Wu Zhiyuan through the wall, each holding a crossbow machine in their hands, and the short arrows on the crossbow machine were already full of strings.

"No matter how fast your crossbow machine is, it is not as fast as my hand!" Wu Zhiyuan was not afraid of the bow and crossbow in the hands of these two people at all, just now he used his vitality to grab the short arrow and just tried his hand, it turned out that the cultivation of the fourth layer of the Returning Yuan Dao Method was already so powerful.

The two of them glanced at each other, obviously believing Wu Zhiyuan's words, and both of them saw the scene of him grabbing a short arrow with his hand just now.

"No matter how fast your hand is, it may not be as fast as this gun!" The bearded man on the left put down the crossbow machine and took out a barge gun from his arms, the muzzle of which was facing Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan cursed secretly in his heart, knowing that his speed could not dodge the bullet at all, so he had to angrily push the hostage in his hand aside.

"Hand over all the money you have!" The two men climbed over the wall, and the bearded man pressed a shell gun against Wu Zhiyuan's chest.

"Do you want the money of the living or the money of the dead?" Wu Zhiyuan pretended to be confused and asked.

"What the fuck is the living man's money and the dead man's money? Lao Tzu wants the ocean! Silver tickets will also do! The bearded man scolded roughly.

"I'm a corpse chaser, and I only have money for the dead." Wu Zhiyuan spread his hands and made a look of a breeze on his sleeves.

"Are you playing Laozi?" The bearded man scolded angrily, and raised a fist the size of a bowl with his left hand to hit Wu Zhiyuan's front door.

"Hey, wait, there's money, there's money." Wu Zhiyuan laughed and took out a few dark coins from his arms.

"You're fucking looking for death!" When the bearded man saw Wu Zhiyuan take out the dead man's coin, he was completely on fire, and the shell gun in his hand was directly pressed against Wu Zhiyuan's temple.

"Don't worry." Wu Zhi was not shocked in the distance, and the few dark coins in his hand shook in front of the bearded man, and his hands were folded and stretched, and those few dark coins really turned into silver tickets.

The bearded man and the other two bandits suddenly had straight eyes.