"Please also bother the Baicao Daoist friends to gather the corpses of these dead people, they were all bitten to death by zombies, and they must be burned in time, otherwise it is easy to turn into corpses." Shimu said.

"It's easy to bring them together, but it's just a fire that burns now." He Weitong asked, pointing to the pouring rain outside.

"With this level of rain, even if the weather clears up immediately, the firewood in the mountains will be completely wet and can't be burned." He Weitong said.

"Daoist friends don't have to worry about this, I have a talisman in Maoshan that can overcome the situation that Daoist friends said."

"In that case, I'll go when the rain is a little lighter." He Weitong said.

He Weitong stood in the big tent for a while, the rain on his body absorbed by the clothes inside.

"This, this, this? Baicao Daoyou, what kind of spell are you? The four eyes looked at the miraculous scene on He Weitong's body and opened his mouth wide.

After being reminded by the four purposes, He Weitong found that the rain on his body had disappeared and his robe had dried up.

"It's a long story, I got a magic robe by accident, and the effect you see is the effect of that robe." He Weitong explained.

"I see!" Simu nodded, and didn't go deeper.

It rained for about an hour, and then it slowly became lighter.

Seeing this, He Weitong left the big tent and searched for the body everywhere.

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Half an hour later.

The heavy rain stopped.

In the open space in front of the big tent, a pile of corpses was piled up, a total of thirteen corpses, one on top of the other.

"Brother Four-Eyed Dao, it's time for you to make a move." He Weitong said.

"Hmm." Simu nodded, then handed Qianhe to He Weitong and stepped forward himself.

I saw Simu take out a yellow talisman from the inside of the robe, sandwich it between his index and middle fingers, and then chant a spell in his mouth.

He made a few strokes on his chest, and then threw the yellow talisman in his hand towards the pile of corpses.

The moment Huang Fu touched the corpse pile, it turned into a fire that enveloped the entire corpse pile and burned up.

Suddenly, the air was filled with a foul smell, including the smell of corpses and the smell of burning hair, and the two smells were very unpleasant mixed together.

The light from the fire shot far away in the night, several kilometers in radius, and it was the only source of light.

"Four-eyed Daoist, what is this?" He Weitong asked.

"This is a yellow talisman in my Maoshan Gate." Shimu replied.

"Ignition Talisman!" He Wei suddenly had such a name in his heart.

If there is anything worthy of He Weitong's envy in this Maoshan Mountain, it is these various yellow symbols.

Of course, the method of Maoshan cultivation is also something worth studying, but he is destined not to get these things.

Unless he is a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, it is impossible for Simu to pass on him, but these yellow talismans may be able to find a chance to ask for a few.

The fire burned for an hour before it slowly went out.

"Let's go! I suddenly felt a little uneasy, Jiale was alone at home, and I didn't know if it would be okay. Four eyes said suddenly.

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The time came late at night, because there was a thousand cranes to take care of, so the journey back, they took a little longer, and on the way, they also met an old monk who came with a weapon.

Monk Ikkyu said that he came after dealing with the newly transformed walking corpse near the wooden house, and when Simu heard the news, his heart immediately relaxed.

He was afraid that as soon as he saved his junior brother here, the apprentice over there would be in danger again.

The three of them hurried away while talking, and quickly returned to the wooden house.

As soon as the three of them walked near the courtyard, Jiale greeted them.

"Master, what's wrong with Uncle Chizuru?" Jiale looked at the unconscious Chizuru and asked worriedly.

"Your uncle was poisoned by the corpse, fortunately I and your Uncle Baicao arrived in time, otherwise your Uncle Qianhe is afraid that his life is in danger, so he will quickly take your Uncle Qianhe into the house and take care of it."

"The poor monk went to prepare medicinal herbs for healing." Monk Yixiu said.

Simu did not refuse, because he knew that the old monk Yixiu had several good medicines to treat corpse poison in his house, and Monk Yixiu was not at home for several years, and he was taken care of by Jiale for several years.

Those lotus plants were transplanted in the mountains in the early years of the monk Yixiu, it is very spiritual, after so many years of cultivation, the effect is even more amazing, and the curative effect is several times better than that of a general lotus.

In order to treat the scratched little prince before, he had already asked Jingjing to pick one plant, and now he has to pick another plant in order to treat Qianhe.

The screen cuts to the wooden house where Simu is located.

"Who brought him in?" Simu looked at the unconscious little prince in the room, and turned around and asked.

"And who put him, a dead eunuch who is neither male nor female, in?"

"Back to Master, it was ordered by Master Yixiu, before the two of them shouted for help from the forest, I called Master Yixiu to come over to help, and after dealing with the group of walking corpses, Master Yixiu instructed me and Jingjing to take care of them, and then he went to look for you."

"This little thing has been poisoned deeply, and it is hopeless, so kill it and throw it out." Four eyes walked to the side of the bed and looked at the child whose face had turned black, and then said.

"But what does the master say?"

"Master, master, is he your master or am I your master?" Simu said with some irritation.

"The master said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter."

"It's not easy to save people, you Uncle Qianhe has you busy, not Master, I'm hard-hearted, this kid's corpse poison has invaded the internal organs, although the time for his corpse transformation can be prolonged by medicine, but he will still become a zombie in a few days, so instead of doing useless work there, it is better to do it now, both to help him get rid and save himself trouble."

"This?" Jiale is embarrassed.

Jiale suddenly didn't know who to listen to for a while, because he felt that what Master Yixiu said made sense, but what Master said also made sense.

"No, if any of you dare to touch the little prince, I will fight with him." Wu Shilang on the side hurriedly picked up the little prince on the bed and shouted to everyone.

"Oh, you dead eunuch still dare to yell at me, Jiale blasted them out for me, where you love to go, it has nothing to do with us." Four-eyed humanity.

"Master."

"I can't call you, can I?" Four eyes said angrily.

Jiale saw that the master was angry, so he had to take Wu Shilang and his party outside.

"Jiale, why is your master so inhumane, he can't be saved when he dies."

"Jingjing, don't talk about my master like that, you don't know my master, my master is actually a good person, he just cares too much about my uncle, and I think what my master said is not unreasonable."

"Alas! How did you guys get out. "Monk Yixiu came over with a lotus platform.

"Master Yixiu, my master does not agree to put them at home, saying that this child is hopeless."

"Where to me!" Monk Ikkyu looked at the inner room and was silent for a while, and then said.

He didn't say anything, because he also felt that the chances of this kid surviving were very low, and there was a high probability that he would be transformed like Simu said.

But his compassion doesn't allow him to see death without saving him, so he can only save him first, and the result depends on the fate.

He Weitong in the lobby looked at the figure of the monk leaving, thoughtfully, he sat on the chair, looked at the two busy people, did not speak, what he wanted to do had already been done, and the next rescue had nothing to do with him.