Fortunately, this method of holding his breath should have a certain effect, and the third-order zombie did not notice Ning Zifan, and gradually moved away.

Fortunately, he didn't have the greed to kill those zombies just now, otherwise, with the movement of setting fire to the zombies, he would definitely attract the third-order zombies, and then things would be in trouble, even if he was absolutely sure that he could escape from the hands of the third-order zombies.

Ning Zifan didn't dare to be too public, he walked quietly on the roof with his body down, he had to find a way to find a magic weapon now, otherwise he really couldn't help those zombies, let alone the third-order zombies.

It's a pity that he is no longer a child, otherwise the child's urine may still come in handy, at least it should have a miraculous effect against those ordinary zombies.

Now in such a large ancient town, there are no clues, and finding three magic weapons that do not know the shape and appearance is like looking for a needle in a haystack?

But since it was a magic weapon, it should be a fairly righteous thing, he remembered that there was a small temple in the ancient town, and in a place like that, maybe there was a magic weapon or something.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to the temple first, although he knew that if he could think of this, the other fearless people would surely be able to think of it too, and then it was estimated that many fearless people would rush there with him.

But if there are no clues, it can only be like this, and if you go now, it may be the earliest batch, in that case, if there are really clues, the possibility of getting clues is very high.

Ning Zifan followed the route in his memory, he remembered that the small temple was not far from his current location, and it was estimated that it would only take half an hour to walk, and now he was walking on the roof, no need to detour, unimpeded, it was estimated that it would only take more than ten minutes to arrive.

However, he soon met a fearless man on the roof who thought the same as him, and he looked at the middle-aged man not far away.

The middle-aged man obviously saw him as well, nodded at him, and then quickly left, looking at the direction, also heading towards the temple!

Ning Zifan thought for a moment, and then followed behind the middle-aged man without hurrying, the middle-aged man obviously knew that the two of them had the same destination, and he didn't stop, let alone say more, just silently sped up.

After a while, the two came to the door of the small temple one after another, and the middle-aged man glanced at Ning Zifan vigilantly, then stood aside and did not enter the temple immediately.

Ning Zifan knew that the middle-aged man was afraid that he would sneak up on him, so he shook his head slightly, and then took the lead in walking to the closed gate of the temple, and pushed it open with a slight push.

Looking at the broken deadbolt on the inside of the door, he knew that someone must have come one step ahead of him, so he didn't hesitate at the moment, and immediately entered the temple, and the middle-aged man behind him also hurriedly followed.

As soon as I entered the temple, I saw a thin man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes banging on the Buddha statue, apparently looking for a magic weapon.

When the thief-eyed man saw the two of them come in, the thief smiled and said, "The two of you came quite quickly."

Ning Zifan and the middle-aged man ignored him, and each looked for it in the temple, he smiled, didn't say much, and continued to look for the Buddha statue.

This temple is indeed small, there is only a Buddha statue in the center of the temple, and there is nothing else, and there are only a few side rooms where the monks stay in the back, and the rooms are all turned into a mess.

It seems that the man with the thief's eyebrows and rat's eyes has already searched for everything, and even if there are any clues or magic weapons, they have all been taken away by the thief's eyebrow.

When Ning Zifan was about to carefully search these rooms, there was a sound of fighting in front, and he hurriedly returned to the front, only to see that the middle-aged man was fighting with the man with a thief's eyebrows in the hall.

The middle-aged man saw Ning Zifan and hurriedly shouted, "He got the clue of the magic weapon, and he also destroyed the clue of the magic weapon!"

Ning Zifan frowned, turned his gaze to the Buddha statue on the side, and saw that one eye of the Buddha statue was slightly squinted, and the other eye was completely open, and a piece of the eyeball was forcibly cut off.

Presumably, it may be the clue about the magic weapon that was cut off, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, and the sword in the bracelet immediately appeared in his hand, obviously to help the middle-aged man take down the man with the thief's eyebrows.

Seeing this, the man with the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes hurriedly said to Ning Zifan: "Brother, help me kill him, and I'll tell you the clues of the magic weapon."

"You're stupid for me?" Ning Zifan snorted coldly, then dodged and rushed towards the man with a thief's eyebrows, and immediately launched a crazy offensive.

The man with the thief's eyebrows and the middle-aged man could barely fight on par, but after Ning Zifan joined, he was defeated and fell to the ground in a few breaths.

Ning Zifan put the long sword on the neck of the man with the eyebrows of the thief, and said lightly: "Say, what is the clue?"

The man's eyes were rolling, he didn't know what he was thinking, the middle-aged man on the side obviously didn't have such good patience, he took out a dagger, directly inserted it into the right leg of the man with thief eyebrows, and shouted: "I don't have much patience, say it quickly!"

The man with the thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes snorted, gritted his teeth and said, "I tell you, you promise not to kill me!"

"You dare to bargain, I think you're impatient!" The middle-aged man pulled out the dagger inserted in his right leg with a hideous face, and plunged it into his left leg fiercely.

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the skin sounded, and the man with a thief's eyebrows and eyes was splashed with blood, but it was not the sound of a middle-aged man's dagger piercing his left leg, but the sound of a middle-aged man's head being cut off.

He looked at the middle-aged man who had turned into a headless corpse in front of him and fell, and then turned his head to look at the flat-looking young man holding a blood-dripping dark red sword on the side, and couldn't help but swallow.

Compared to the middle-aged man who seems to be fierce, this boy is the real ruthless character!

"Tell me, what's the clue? I can spare you from dying! Ning Zifan waved the dark red long sword in his hand casually, his expression was still flat.

The thief-eyed man only felt a thrill in his heart, for fear that the long sword would suddenly slash at his neck, and said tremblingly: "What if I tell you, you still want to kill me?"

"Don't worry, I mean what I say, if I say spare your life, I will definitely spare your life!" Ning Zifan looked at the eyes of the thief-eyed man, and there was no falsehood in his clean eyes.

The thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed man's eyes kept flickering, obviously struggling inside, telling Ning Zifan that he might be able to survive or be wiped out!