I said that we have sacrificed our lives for the country and the people, will we be posthumously awarded the title of martyr? Lin Feng said maybe, it's just that I still have a lot of things to do, and it's really unwilling to die like this, I originally wanted you to do it for me, but you.

I looked down, knowing that he was trying to find a reason to drive me away, so I stopped answering.

The thousand-year-old corpse is definitely beyond my cognition, an old monster that can fly with nearly a hundred zombies, even comparable to the zombie in the zombie, the end is powerful. He came to us unhurriedly with the corpses, and tonight was destined to be an unusual night.

My mobile phone fell on the edge of the broken temple, Lin Feng didn't bring it, and it was impossible to notify Chen Guohua. I hope they can see the opportunity, anyway, I won't leave Lin Feng to escape alone,

The zombie horde was approaching, and my body was tense, and my mental tension was at its peak. This old corpse may be able to kill me just by using his hands, but he has always been like a cat playing with a mouse, he didn't do anything, and now he is walking with a group of zombies, I really don't know what kind of mystery he is doing.

I could hear the old corpse's grim smile as it floated in front of us, as if mocking and contemptuous. However, what made us stunned was that the old corpse did not pay attention to us, but floated straight over and floated out of the village.

I swallowed my saliva, and the brush with death just now made my whole body drench in a cold sweat. I asked Lin Feng, can that formation stop him? Lin Feng shook his head, facing this powerful and unfathomable monster, it seemed that he had no idea.

Why didn't he kill us? I asked.

Lin Feng shook his head and said, maybe we are not worthy of him. As soon as the words fell, he suddenly said again: "It's wrong, Chen Guohua, they are in trouble." ”

I smiled bitterly and said that there was no way, even if we joined forces, we would not be anyone's opponents, but that thing could fly away. This should have been recorded in the Maoshan classics, right? Now that you meet a living person, don't you know how to deal with it?

Lin Feng pondered: "All things in the world are mutually reinforcing, just like a poisonous snake must have an antidote within seven steps, and there must be one thing around here that can restrain him, but we don't know what it is."

I said, although the words are true, but not knowing does not mean that there is nothing? You have to think of a way, or you can find someone to ask for help, but there are still a few lives outside.

By the way, I asked him if he could ask the black and white general to come up? No matter how bad it is, let's get two yakshas, they may have a way.

Lin Feng said that they are in charge of ghosts, and they have no tricks when they encounter zombies, so they are not staring dry? Let's go back and look inside the ruined temple, I always feel that there is something unusual there.

I was surprised and asked, could it be that he restrained his things in the temple?

We went back the same way and went to the broken temple, at this time the zombies in the village were all taken away by the thousand-year-old corpses, and the remaining dozen or so corpses were dead and could not be dead anymore, and there were some yellow talismans scattered on the ground, which we pasted on the foreheads of the zombies, and now they have all been taken down, this thousand-year-old corpse really has the ability to reach the sky thoroughly.

I walked around the neighborhood and retrieved the phone that had fallen to the ground, but luckily it hadn't been trampled on in the scuffle. I picked it up and saw that there were a few missed calls on it, which belonged to Chen Guohua.

I dialed back, and the beeping phone was dull. The first time I didn't get through, it made me feel uneasy, could it be that this big director sacrificed his life for the country?

I dialed it a second time, and after a while, the phone was finally connected, Chen Guohua's voice rang, his voice was a little trembling and shocked, and he asked where we were, just then he saw a group of "people" flying over.

I said it was a zombie, not a human, so it didn't hurt you, did it? He said no, but a few of them who had fired without permission had died, and the others did not dare to move again, and they flew straight over, and from the satellite map that came they looked like they were going to a mountain to the north.

In the mountains? I was puzzled, and told him that we should find out if there was anything here to restrain him, and tell them not to act rashly and withdraw first.

After hanging up the phone, I said to Lin Feng, those zombies are going to the mountains, could it be that they are preparing to spend the winter?

Lin Feng was also puzzled, and in the end, the two of us put this doubt behind us and went into the ruined temple to investigate.

I guessed right, this temple is Fan Zhongyan's temple, and there is a record of his life engraved on one wall, but his statue is broken, his head is missing, and there is a pile of rubble on the ground, showing everything that happened in the past.

Not far from his statue, there was another statue, which looked like an old man with a long beard and chest, holding a round stone compass.

Lin Feng looked around carefully, then ran to the statue of the old man and stared at it for a moment.

I walked over and saw a small tablet standing next to the old man, which read "Shangxian Zhou is different". I'm curious to say that the week is different? Could it be Zhou Botong?

Lin Feng touched the compass in his hand and said that the mystery might be here.

I was amazed and asked, what do you say? Lin Feng pointed to the compass and said that this was the compass used by the ancient Qimen Dunjia, and he obviously set up some kind of formation to control it with this compass.

I don't believe it, you can see that? This temple cannot have been handed down from the Northern Song Dynasty, otherwise after such a long time of time changes, it would have returned to dust and soil long ago. If it is rebuilt by later generations, it may not have so much meaning, maybe it is just a show.

Lin Feng said that this is the point, there are not many temples in Fan Zhongyan, and it is so far away from his hometown, after so many years, this broken temple can still exist, don't you think there is a problem?

I don't understand what I mean? Be clear.

Lin Feng ignored me again, turned around and walked to Fan Zhongyan's statue, squatting down and groping around. I stepped forward and looked at him dissatisfied, but I didn't do anything, but wanted to see what he could find.

Well? Lin Feng suddenly let out a puzzled sound, his hand reached the base of Fan Zhongyan's statue, and he didn't know what he was fumbling for.

Click, squeak, a staccato sound came, like the sound of an ancient mechanism activating. Lin Feng pulled me back more than ten steps, made a vigilant gesture, and waited to see how things would develop.

As we watched, the base of Fan Zhongyan's statue slowly extended and a small box the size of a palm popped out. I poked my head out and saw that there seemed to be a piece of brocade inside, and the color was quite bright, not like something that had been deposited for many years.

After waiting for a few minutes and seeing no more anomalies, the two of us walked over. I stretched out my hand to pick up the brocade silk, but was stopped by Lin Feng and said to be careful of the poison.

He recited a mantra and said to lend you some blood, and then touched my ass/thigh, and my wound may have solidified, but it was okay if he didn't touch it, and I felt a tingling pain in this movement.

I scolded you for being a pervert, and Lao Tzu's fart/stock dared to touch it. This kid actually smiled shyly and said that he was very flexible.

, I was about to give him a kick, but I saw that his expression became serious, stretched out his fingers stained with my blood and touched it on the brocade silk, picked it up and looked at it, the blood color was normal, not poisonous.

He put his finger on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, saying that you have been poisoned by corpses, and you should be treated as soon as possible.

I'm a little nervous and say that it's been so long, is it poisoned into the bone marrow? He said that it was not that serious, that these zombies were not very violent, and that as long as they were not bitten and touched their saliva, it was fine.

As he spoke, he picked up the brocade silk, and I leaned over to look at it, and saw some words written on it. It's a modern script, not a traditional one.

I opened my mouth and read: "Respectfully, this is the place where Fan Wenzheng Gong subdued the demons, and there is an evil warlock suppressed under the statue, because he turned into a corpse with evil magic before his death, it is difficult to kill, so he can only be suppressed here." Anyone who sees this brocade must not be curious and touch this corpse, otherwise it will cause great calamity. Don't forget! ”

The latter is the descendant of the Zhou family, and Zhong Yu respects it.

I asked, "Didn't Chen Guohua say that it was destroyed by tomb thieves in the ancient tomb?" Could it be that this temple is made of ancient tombs? ”

Lin Feng nodded and said that it is very possible, the renovation of this temple should be done by the descendants of the Zhou family, and they should have been paying attention to this place, but the Qimen formation has lost sperm for a long time and has no effect, so it was taken advantage of by tomb robbers.

I said that these tomb robbers are really bold, they don't know whether they are alive or dead, they go to other people's graves all day long, you make people live in peace, and you can still end up well? You can do anything for money.