It seems to be late.

Dizi'an stepped into Ren's mansion, and it was not too late at this time, after all, going back and forth at his speed was just a cup of tea, but there was already a dead silence in Ren's mansion.

The flute closed his eyes, and the air was filled with a chilling scent, as well as the smell of some kind of sticky reptile.

Snake.

It seems that Uncle Li and they didn't notice it after all. Di Zi'an sighed secretly, and when the grave was opened and the coffin was moved during the day, Di Zi'an noticed the traces of demons.

The demonic snake came from the black coffin, and the bitten servant was actually poisoned and died at that moment, but the evil qi entered the body and turned into zombie gas, making it a demon zombie even though it was not dead.

The reason why he didn't secretly remind Uncle Li of them was that Di Zi'an also had a little temptation in his heart, and now it seems that he is indeed just a few mortals who have just entered the Xuanmen and have a shallow realm.

If Uncle Li and the others died here because of this, it can also be attributed to Di Zi'an for not reminding them, and even as long as Di Zi'an wants to, it is only easy to deal with all the dangers in the world of this mission.

But he didn't remind them after all.

With five lives, Di Zi'an can't tell how he feels in his heart now. They are all inexplicably chosen by the Lord God, and then they will go through the trials of life and death here, or they will successfully ascend to the sky, or no one will remember when they die.

How small people are.

Di Zi'an found that his mood suddenly fluctuated, and he was no longer as calm as standing water. When people sit back and watch their own kind, even if they have nothing to do with themselves, they will have some compassion in their hearts. But what if, in some way, that person can no longer be said to be human?

Now Di Zi'an looks at ordinary mortals, will he still have that feeling of looking at the same kind in his heart? No, there will be no more.

For mortals, the current Di Zi'an is an out-and-out anomaly, an anomaly with mercury flowing in his body and holding spells with both hands.

So will there still be compassion for these mortals?

The answer is naturally no, so why do you have ups and downs in your mood?

Do you regret it? I regret that I didn't remind them, but I can't say it. If I had to say it, it was probably a kind of sadness.

The sadness is for oneself, and the sadness that oneself has changed unconsciously.

"Hmm, there's still someone alive!" Di Zi'an subconsciously sped up his speed, flashing through the huge mansion, Di Zi'an was glad that he felt a little relieved when he found out that there was a living person.

Even if this ease is only a faint point, it means that he has not forgotten his identity as a mortal.

One day, when he becomes a great shore that mortals can't understand, can you remember the powerlessness of being a mortal?

"I didn't expect it to be so soon, I reached the end, now that I think about it, the first mission world seems to be yesterday......" Uncle Li coughed up a mouthful of blood, the blood was pitch black and rich, and it was hard to imagine what was going on inside the body.

"Hey, dancer, what are you thinking about now?" Uncle Li tried to get up from the ground, but tried several times without success, and finally lay on the ground like a dead dog and convulsed, but the words in his mouth did not stop.

The cigarette gun that had accompanied him on four missions fell on the ground in front of him, but he didn't even have the strength to crawl over and pick it up.

"What is the old lady thinking? Of course...... I thought, I missed a man. The dancer's appearance at this time was very ecstatic and seductive, her naked body half-leaning on a hill of several headless corpses, surrounded by broken ropes, and a lone human head not far away.

"At this time, still, I was still thinking about men. Uncle Li subconsciously wanted to smoke, but after touching it for a long time, he couldn't touch his cigarette gun, and said mockingly.

"You don......'t care about me," the dancer replied weakly, raising her hand, and the only remaining rope bullet wrapped around her arm shot out, tripping a zombie that wanted to get close to the ground.

But it was only a trip, and there was no follow-up damage.

The smoker was also scattered, and the cobwebs couldn't help that thing, really, the mountains and rivers were exhausted. Uncle Li sighed and looked not far away, where the dense ropes were tied together, like a closed cobweb, binding the most terrible green stiffness.

This is the dancer's trick to press the bottom of the box, cobwebs.

But they couldn't break through the iron-like skin of the green stiff, they couldn't be strangled, they could only be barely restrained, and after a fierce battle, the original dozens of zombies had five scattered left, but the two of them also reached the point of exhaustion.

"I'm probably going to turn into a zombie. Uncle Li leaned over and looked at a bloody hole in his waist, his words were bitter, this was the wound caused by the piercing of the green stiff tongue at the beginning, and the snake-like letter with terrible barbs on it, pulled back to bring out a large piece of flesh.

On top of that, the zombie poison has also spread into the body.

The dancer didn't say anything, but there was still a huge disgust in her eyes, a woman wouldn't want to become such an ugly thing even if she died, and that snake letter was really disgusting to look at.

Not far away, the ropes that make up the cobwebs have begun to slowly break one by one, and with each break, the dancer's face turns pale, and despair spreads, and she can only sit still and wait for death.

Before the zombie could completely break free from the cobweb, the zombie in front of the dancer who had tripped over it had already stood up again, approaching with hideous steps.

"It's actually me who died first, ......" despair appeared in the dancer's eyes, and she closed her eyes and waited for death, but at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

"Huh?" Uncle Li also heard the footsteps, looked over, and saw Di Zi'an who was coming quickly, and an unbelievable surprise surged in his heart.

Could it be, is there really a helper in the Taoist temple?

It wasn't until Di Zi'an approached that Uncle Li and the dancer saw clearly that there was only one person coming...... The despair of dashed hope is always so painful, Uncle Li wanted to scold, but when the words came to his mouth, the qi and blood flowed back and coughed a few times,

"Ahem, stupid, stupid, come back and die?" In the rules of the time train, newcomers who enter the mission world for the first time are those who are treated preferentially. This perk includes rewards for side quests, and naturally includes a special rule.

When the passenger group of the carriage was wiped out, he was able to return directly to the carriage, which was also to introduce the rules of the train to the newcomers in the future, so much so that it has to be said that many newcomers relied on this rule to survive the predicament of the group annihilation.

After Di Zi'an arrived at the scene, he immediately locked the direction of the green stiff, well, trapped, and then there were two survivors, unsurprisingly, two relatively strong veterans, which were relative to the dagger girl.

Hearing Uncle Li's words, the dancer also opened her eyes and wanted to see Di Zi'an, but the approaching zombie in front of her made her unable to distract herself, so she could only watch the hideous big mouth open and rush towards her.

Di Zi'an ran, holding the peachwood sword behind him with his right hand, and drew his sword and threw it. The wooden sword breaks open and plunges the zombie into the neck from the side as it is about to bite the dancer.

And Di Zi'an's footsteps did not stop, the wooden sword was inserted into the zombie's neck, and the momentum that came from it made the zombie stagger to the side for a few steps, and then immediately after, Di Zi'an had come to the dancer, and the dancer looked at this scene in a daze, and had not yet gasped from the joy of the rest of her life.

I saw Di Zi'an pull the wooden sword from the zombie's neck, and at the same time turn around and balance the sword, and slash the sword with a sword!

The zombie's cyan head flew high like this, Di Zi'an's robe fluttered, his long hair fluttered, and his side face was handsome and not like a mortal, and the dancer was stunned.

Uncle Li was also dumbfounded, and almost couldn't help rubbing his eyes, a newcomer actually killed a zombie so neatly!

No, no, no, is it because of that sword? Uncle Li quickly regained his composure and looked at the wooden sword in Di Zi'an's hand, could it be the peach wood sword of the Taoist chief in the Taoist temple, is it true, there is no endless road to the sky?

A light of hope appeared in Uncle Li's eyes, "Quick, stab that bruised stiff head!" As long as you stab that bruiser to death, you can return to the carriage immediately, and then you will be saved!

No matter how deadly the poison is, as long as you return to the carriage, you can be cured!

Di Zi'an looked at the green stiff who was bound by the cobwebs, and only took a few steps closer, he saw that the rope on it broke at the same time, and the green stiff inside opened his mouth with a roar, and a blood-red letter shot out.

"It's over!" Uncle Li shouted in despair, the tongue was extremely fast, and it was almost difficult for the naked eye to catch its traces, and it was only after Uncle Li suffered its loss that he was seriously injured to this extent.

However, Di Zi'an only hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and lightly picked it, just as he was draped on the tongue that had come to him in an instant, and a long blood-red tongue was cut off in the air and fell aside.

"This ......" Uncle Li's eyes widened, and the dancer behind Di Zi'an was also stunned, Qing Zhuang turned his back to the sky, let out an amazing roar, and responded to its call, and the remaining four zombies rushed towards Di Zi'an as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Then, holding the wooden sword, Di Zi'an greeted him.

But seeing that Di Zi'an's body was floating like a dragon, and he was able to go freely under the siege of several zombies, the zombies' movements looked stiff, but they were not slow at all, but no matter how they besieged, they couldn't touch the corner of Di Zi'an's clothes.

At that moment, Uncle Li and the dancer seemed to see the heroic posture of the people who had been slaying demons and defending the way for a long time in this world, and the figures of those ancestors became clear at this moment.

In the era when science and technology did not break superstition, the righteous people fought with their swords to protect the vast number of beings who were disturbed by evil delusions.

Under the peachwood sword, there is no evil delusion!

It's obviously a wooden sword, but piercing a zombie's skin is as easy as piercing tofu, and this attribute of destroying demons also plays a big role. Just in the middle of the round, three more zombies were cut off by Di Zi'an's sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qing Zhuang jumped with his strength, and stabbed straight at Di Zi'an with both hands, only to reach his eyes in an instant, but Di Zi'an just turned sideways slightly, and the hilt of the sword was pressed against Qing Zhuang's chest, and the pair of terrifying claws that could pierce through the flesh passed through both sides of Di Zi'an.

Uncle Li and the dancer were frightened, but Di Zi'an's right hand exerted a slight force, and the hilt of the wooden sword pushed Qing Zhuang back, and then with a sword, he stabbed the last hand of Qing Zhuang on the side.

Qing Zhuang roared and pounced again, this time without his subordinates to help him attract attention, Di Zi'an relied on the wooden sword and superb swordsmanship, and forcibly repelled all its attacks again and again, during which it was thrilling, almost making Uncle Li shout.

Qing Zhuang finally went completely crazy, jumped high, and stabbed straight at Di Zi'an on the ground with both arms, and Di Zi'an's eyes appeared with a ghostly light, in the previous battle, he had already seen through the key points of Qing Zhuang, and he didn't look at it when he raised his hand, but just pointed at it.

The wooden sword, which seemed to have no lethality, struck Qing Zhuang's body, and the pitch-black and sharp nails on Qing Zhuang's hands were only a thin sheet of white paper away from Di Zi'an's cheek.

But this distance, just a stone's throw away, is the end of the world.

The place where Di Zi'an's sword point was the place where the green stiff dantian was located, and the sword qi penetrated the body, shattering the zombie Dan Shengsheng in the dantian.

The picture seemed to stand still, time stood still, and the sound of an explosion came from Qing Zhuang's body, and from where the wooden sword was pointing, large pieces of skin and flesh on his body fell off, and after a while, it became a mess of meat.

"When the main quest is completed, will the passengers return to the carriage immediately?"

The announcer's voice seemed to come from above the nine heavens, and Uncle Li and the dancer couldn't believe their ears.

"Return!

The flute stood quietly, watching the space around him shatter, and the sense of time-traveling confusion that had been compressed into a small space surged up again.