Ma Sihai said with a smile: "The young master is really smart, Sihai's mind can't hide from you, yes, you have also seen it, even if Archmage Luo Bu Ganya is dead, he will use his relics to suppress that weak man, and now, this weak man is in the cell under the Yellow Temple, you know the power of this guy, if you use it to deal with the wolves...... Hum...... Isn't it saved us from suffering?"

Wushuang said: "Your idea is indeed clever, but there are some things that we can't predict, how can he obey your orders to attack the wolves instead of touching the top for us? This is the same truth that we have to face, the wolf itself is the nemesis of zombies, and I am afraid that the combat effectiveness of the weak man will be greatly reduced. ”

"What the master said is right, it really won't last long, but this weak town has always been a hidden danger under the Yellow Temple, so it is better to take this opportunity to feed it to the wolves. In addition, wolves are naturally sensitive to rancid smells, and such a corpse will definitely cause the wolves to rob it, and naturally it will not be missing the embarrassment, it is the military advisor in the wolf pack, and any delicious meal must be a piece of the pie. As long as they are embarrassed, the other hungry wolves are not in trouble. ”

"Well, that sounds like a solid idea. Okay, it's still the same sentence, I listen to you, you can do it. Wushuang started to be the shopkeeper again.

Ma Sihai walked out and shouted, "Battle, look at the movement of the wolves." ”

"I'm looking for you, it's getting dark, you should hurry up and find a way, the wolves are coming around again. Battle snapped.

"Huh...... Don't worry, wait, eat something first when you're hungry. "Ma Sihai is confident.

"Master, look...... This ......" Battle couldn't sit still, he wasn't afraid of death, but the young master of the thief was trapped here now, and he still had more than sixty brothers under him, in case something went wrong, everyone wanted to live.

"Battle, believe my second grandfather, don't be impatient. "Wushuang appeased the feelings of the horses who were not anxious, this is the first time that the Dongmeng Horse Gang has returned to steal the door and joined forces with them after half a century, Wushuang prayed in his heart that the second grandfather would not miss it.

The night was like a black curtain that ruthlessly covered the vast Hulunbuir grassland. Outside the Yellow Temple, the snow-capped wolf let out a terrible howl, as if warning the prey in the temple not to be trapped beasts.

Bang bang bang...... The ringing horses on the wall fired again.

Wushuang turned around and nodded with Ma Sihai.

Ma Sihai walked to the pagoda where Grand Master Lobu Ganya had buried his relics and covered the spire with a black cloth. "Two little lamas, recite the Diamond Sutra quickly!"

Ma Sihai didn't know if the Diamond Sutra in Tibetan Buddhism was still called this name, but fortunately, the two little lamas reacted immediately, sat down cross-legged and shook the prayer wheel, and kept chanting Sanskrit in their mouths.

An evil wind blew on the grassland, and the evil wind swirled and lingered in the Yellow Temple, as if it was an omen of something that was about to happen.

Thorn la la...... Thorn la la...... In the Yellow Temple, the shrill sound of fingernails scratching the wall came from some direction.

"Weak Lang, Weak Lang!" The two little lamas were very familiar with this kind of voice, and the weak lang who was imprisoned on the full moon night of the fifteenth month of every month would be extremely active. Tonight, however, his voice was particularly active, as if he had broken free from his confinement. They trembled as if a great calamity was coming.

"Don't be distracted, continue to chant the scriptures!Battle, Yun Qiang, let the brothers get out of the way and open the temple door!" Ma Sihai ordered confidently.

"What, old man, this ...... Isn't that the same as sending us to death?"

"Battle, don't talk nonsense, Second Grandpa has a reason for doing this, open the door!" Wushuang scolded.

There was a bang, the sound of brute force hitting the cement behind the Maitreya Buddha statue in the temple, suddenly a foul smell hit, everyone looked back together, a stiff Mongolian herdsman actually walked out from behind the statue, his eyes were dull, different from the ordinary big zongzi, he only stretched out a palm, and the nails were slender and sharp. The other hand is placed on the side of the leg and does not swing.

"Open the door! Open the door!" Now Battle didn't have to hesitate, compared to those ferocious snow mountain wolves, this weak man in the temple was a thousand times more terrifying.

"That's it, compared to the big zongzi, it's as well-behaved as a cat, right, Xiaobai. Wushuang touched the white and yellow back hair on his shoulder. Huang Pizi's hair stood on end, staring at the little mung bean and looking at the weak man vigilantly.

The weak man stared straight at Wushuang and walked towards him stiffly step by step, maybe this guy is also a picky eater.

"Protect the master!" Yun Qiang gave an order, and all the ringing horses turned their guns and aimed their guns at the weak man, surrounding him.

"The weak man is different from the zombie zongzi, he has a soul left in his body, master, let the white-haired beast dementor get him out. Ma Sihai said.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned man was not very satisfied with this title, and grinned at Ma Sihai and squeaked and screamed.

"Xiaobai, go! Hurry up! or we'll all get touched!" Wushuang took out a piece of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and handed it to its little paws as its reward.

It is no longer a legend that the yellow skin is looking for people in the Northeast, this is true, its glands will secrete a colorless and odorless gas, this gas can briefly hallucinate people's nerves, which is equivalent to the effect of drug paralysis, the more fragile the human soul, the greater the effect.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned man jumped in front of his feet, looked up at him, and the pupils in his eyes appeared a psychedelic brilliance, which was constantly rotating like a never-ending black hole. The weak man stopped chasing Wushuang, tilted his head to stare at the yellow skin, and gradually caught its way, and his body stiffened and moved towards the outside of the yellow temple.

The wolf is a spiritual animal, it can feel things that normal people can't perceive, and the appearance of the weak lang immediately caused the uneasiness of the wolves outside, and they gathered together in twos and threes and began to slowly retreat. But they don't want to give up their prey because of this, and they are still waiting for an opportunity.

The weak man was captured by the yellow skin, and its actions were controlled by the yellow skin like a puppet, and the white-haired little beast was bought by a piece of white rabbit milk candy, and now how can he think about anything else, and he is sitting on the ground tasting the milk with relish. It seems that it likes this reward very much, and may give up practicing for the sake of the White Rabbit in the future.

(PS: It's going to be available from the next chapter.) I was going to open 50w to everyone for free.,But I don't understand the rules of creation.,It's on the shelves.。 It's the same, it's time for me to grind again. Wushuang is a professional author, and writing books is my job, so I need to earn money to support myself. I'm sorry for the readers who can only accept free texts! This book is charged according to the number of words in the chapters, and the fee for 2000 words without a chapter is 6 cents, and I can only get 3 cents, which is extremely pitiful. Maybe you can't spend 10 yuan a month reading a book, so it won't be too expensive, and in other words, if you really take reading my books every day as a leisure way, then you only need to spend an average of 2 cents a day, shouldn't it be expensive......? The author is also a human being, and he also needs to eat, and he also needs to live! Do you know? You poor Wushuang is still using the first generation of domestic smartphones 3 years ago and has no money to replace them, and even the dog food that my dog eats is a cheap 10 yuan! So, it's really not easy for each professional author, please understand! It's on the shelves, this time I really have to kneel down and beg everyone for a reward! Thank you very much! The last time I announced my reader group number: 125071410 to join the group to verify the information for any character name of the book you like!)