The living dead body jumped up and seemed to be light, but it was dead and heavy when it pressed on Gongsun Shengyan's body, Gongsun Shengyan and the carriage and Bingliang were just connected in a straight line, and the two of them were at two ends, because of the blockage of the carriage in the middle, no one could see anyone. The living corpse pressed Gongsun Shengyan's back with his legs, grabbed his shoulder and bit down on his left shoulder, Gongsun Shengyan didn't have long eyes in the back of his head, so he could only use the strength of the living corpse to turn sideways on the ground with all his might. He felt the teeth of the living dead tearing out a hole in his left back, this monster definitely didn't brush his teeth on weekdays, he didn't know how many residues and bacteria in his mouth, and the wound hurt like a handful of sea salt.

After the living corpse on Gongsun Shengyan's body bit this bite, he actually sat motionless on his waist for the first time, just raised his head, opened his mouth and made a strange "whoop" sound, and the fishy saliva at the corner of his mouth flowed down like a reservoir that had opened the floodgates. Listening to the "whooping" of the living corpses, the companions huddled in the carriage also shouted as if they had been stimulated. The living corpse on Gongsun Shengyan's body trembled after screaming, bowed his head and wanted to bite, this short moment gave Gongsun Shengyan a chance to survive, he pulled himself out from under the living corpse, and saw that the other party opened his mouth and was excited to bite again, and picked up a big stone beside him, and didn't aim at it, and stretched out his arm to put the stone into the bloody mouth of the living corpse.

The living dead corpse entangled with Bingliang, after listening to the screams, although his chin was pressed hard by Bingliang with his head, he actually "whined" twice. The coachman got the firewood knife, and had already run to a distance one step in front of Bingliang, and raised it to cut down angrily, but who expected that the living corpse suddenly increased in strength, and a rotten arm broke free from Bingliang's restraints, and five black fingers were held to the position of his heart.

"Ah!" the coachman shouted, and a big stride forward, but unfortunately Bingliang and the living corpse were too close, and the hand of the living corpse had already dug into Bingliang's heart before the knife fell. Just when the black fingers were not deep in the clothes, the red light on Bingliang's chest flashed, and the living corpse was frozen and could not move, and then the coachman's firewood knife followed, and with a heavy split, the head of the living corpse was completely moved.

The two didn't have time to think about why, the coachman pulled Bingliang and turned around and wanted to run to the back of the carriage, what is the situation of Gongsun Shengyan now, they don't know at all. At this moment, the living corpse in the lead let out an even more terrifying "whoosh" sound, which became more shrill and more excited than before. The living corpses who had been lying on the road and had not approached, heard this voice as if they had received some order, and quickly pressed over.

"It's dead!" the coachman took a look at the situation and shouted at Bingliang.

The living dead in the carriage struggled like a stimulant, and actually smashed the carriage apart, and the living dead rolled down for a while. Gongsun Shengyan had nowhere to escape, so he had to climb the mountain on the side of the road, Bingliang and the coachman were separated, and fell into a circle of living corpses.

At this time, on the way they came, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, the sound was getting closer and closer, and the living corpse didn't care about the person at all, just chased the direction of Gongsun Shengyan and jumped quickly. Bingliang saw clearly that on horseback was the old road he met in the teahouse during the day. I saw Lao Dao holding a long whisk in his hand, whipping the living dead under the horse, and all the living dead that were drawn were the same as the one that died in the hands of the coachman and Bingliang just now, standing still in a daze.

"Chop off their heads. Lao Dao shouted on horseback.

Only then did the coachman suddenly realize, and with the old route, he waved the firewood knife in his hand, and instantly cut off more than ten heads like picking apples. Lao Dao followed Gongsun Shengyan and rushed up the mountain, and Gongsun Shengyan also saw the change in the situation, and no longer climbed to a high place, but made a detour along the mountain and rushed down.

Bingliang didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he had to stand aside and watch. This old Taoist was gentle and elegant during the day, and his tone of voice was like a teaching gentleman, or like Dr. Huo, he was very cultivated, but at this moment, when facing the living dead, he became vigorous and resolute, and the whole person was shrouded in a seemingly murderous aura. Bingliang watched Gongsun Shengyan run back to the side of the road, and the living corpses also followed, and then they were beaten by Lao Dao one by one, and their heads were cut off by the coachman's screams.

Seeing this, the leading living corpse bowed down again, changed back to the height of a person, withdrew the green light in his eyes, and turned to flee. Lao Dao had excellent eyesight in the dark night, shouted "Where to escape", and then took out a yellow talisman from his arms, clamped it with two fingers, and with a flick of his wrist, the talisman shot in the direction of the escape of the living dead, dozens of times faster than the arrow from the string. The living dead had barely taken a few steps before they were caught up by the talisman behind them, and the talisman touched its rotting skin slightly, and immediately turned into a fireball the size of two basins, directly covering the head and face of the living corpse. The living dead struggled through the fire for a few moments, and then fell to the sound of crackling flames.

The frightened Gongsun Shengyan and the three of them saw that these monsters died in the hands of Lao Dao in an instant, and hurriedly stepped forward to kneel down to thank them after taking a breath. Lao Dao returned to the way he had met during the day, helped them up with a smile, and unhurriedly explained the reason for the whole thing.

It turned out that when Lao Dao saw Gongsun Shengyan in the teahouse during the day, he felt strange in his heart, this young man looked like a rich child, but he was dressed simply and plainly, and he obviously felt weak when he walked and spoke, so it was inferred that Gongsun Shengyan was injured. Coupled with a brief chat in the past, Lao Dao actually found that Gongsun Shengyan's body had a strong soul power leaking out, and the closer he got closer, the stronger the feeling. For a normal cultivator, the soul power is controllable, just like the silver money in a bag, and the soul power can be firmly locked in the spiritual platform by himself. And the situation of Gongsun Shengyan, to put it mildly, is that the money bag has a big hole, and the gold and silver inside can't stop leaking out.

Lao Dao tried to explore Sun Shengyan's hole cards at that time, and found that he didn't understand anything, and he was quite jealous of himself. Out of kindness and curiosity, he gave Gongsun Shengyan a soul fixing talisman hidden into a prescription, although the talisman is a dead thing, but it can save his life at a critical moment, but he didn't expect this mistake to go in and out, but it also saved Bingliang's life.

"Then are these dead people, how can they chase after the public...... "Bingliang didn't understand what was going on with these living dead, and looked at the corpses everywhere with palpitations and asked the old way, but he almost said the name of Gongsun Shengyan, but fortunately he changed his words and broke back.

"These are not actually dead people, to be precise, they should be living corpses, some insects choose dead corpses as hiding places, just shells. They don't have the aura of a living person, except for the one I burned to death, which is the corpse of a dead mandrill born in a special environment in the forest. Mandrill had a lot of scheming when he was alive, and although he had no soul after he died, he was even more reckless. This time, it is the Xiao corpse urging the living corpse to seize the soul power of your son-in-law. ”

"Why can't I feel my son-in-law's soul power?" Bingliang asked endlessly.

"Of course, ordinary people can't feel it, but for people who have cultivated to a certain level, or for objects that exist as spirits themselves, your son-in-law is now like a torch in the night, a salted fish under the cat's nose. Lao Dao said with a smile, and added at the end, "Otherwise, how would I find you." ”

The life-saving benefactor said that he was like a salted fish, but instead of making Gongsun Shengyan angry, he also amused him. He stepped forward again and gave a salute, and asked the old man politely: "Then may I ask when this salted fish will not be seen by the cat?"

Lao Dao saw that Gongsun Shengyan was funny with himself, and he talked decently, so he couldn't help touching his beard and laughing, and said: "It's not difficult to say this, it's not easy to say, and when there are suitable medicinal materials, I will give Gongzi a little conditioning on his left shoulder, and he can temporarily suppress it." ”

"For now, for how long?" Bingliang interjected anxiously.

"Ten months. Lao Dao said.

"What about ten months from now?" Bingliang asked.

"Look at the chance, ten months from now is too far away, who can tell. Lao Dao didn't give a positive answer, but said with a slight smile.

Having said that, it would be rude and futile to ask questions at the bottom of the matter. Gongsun Shengyan was speechless when he heard this, turned around and didn't look at the crooked and broken corpses on the ground, and walked to the carriage of the carriage that had been shattered by the living corpses. Now that I've woken up, I don't need the futon, sheets, or anything, just take something light. The coachman himself is also a rough man, what a spirit, a soul, and he didn't hear anything after listening to it for a long time, so he simply picked up the scattered clothes package with Gongsun Shengyan at night, and re-broke it into two bags and handed one to Bingliang. The four of them continued to go on the road in the dark, and about the matter of Gongsun Shengyan, people on both sides no longer opened their mouths to ask questions, but they couldn't guess what they were thinking in their hearts.

After dawn, Gongsun Shengyan and his entourage found a post station, had a good rest, and woke up to find that the old way was still there, and they all said that the gentleman's words and deeds were valuable, and he made a promise, and this old way seemed to be really benevolent. Bingliang learned a lesson this time, he didn't dare to stay at the post station any longer, let alone show his wealth, but after bargaining with the horse seller, he paid for two old horses, Gongsun Shengyan rode one, and he and the groom took turns to ride one. The three of them walked until it was almost dark before they reached the next town. Lao Dao followed behind him, neither far nor close, so as not to attract strangeness.