The woods are deep.

Meng Daochang shook the bell, jumping and shouting, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of the fantasy of watching zombie movies back then.

This is the case with the corpse, you must not go during the day, so as not to scare ordinary people, and if you can not enter the red dust, do not go in, it is best to go through the mountains and forests.

"Uncle Shi, you've made really hard money."

"Well, you can't say that, but the merit you have gained is not a lot."

Since there were no outsiders, Simu was very frank, and said: "The relatives of these customers will also provide a good reward, and the yin and yang worlds are all-inclusive, and they are very comfortable." ”

"I don't have any big requirements for my apprentices, I will drive the corpses in a down-to-earth manner and pass on the Maoshan technique."

"Blessed are the brothers and sisters of Knorr, to be able to worship under your door." Meng Fan was moved.

"That's true."

If you were someone else, you would definitely be humble, but the four-eyed master is different.

Be sure to treat him as a peer, so that there will be no sense of disobedience.

In this way, the two turned on the small talk mode.

Meng Fan subconsciously talked about Ma Ma Di and the musical zombie that was injected with Western hormones.

In this regard, Simu strongly criticized:

If you don't have the ability, don't serve the bowl of rice that drives the corpse, harming others and yourself......

When he heard that there was a branch disciple surnamed Lin who looked the same as his own senior brother, he couldn't help but be amazed, looking forward to meeting him at the Maoshan ceremony.

It's not a coincidence.

After Meng Fan finished solving Nintendo, he stayed in Yizhuang for nearly a month, but he never waited for the other party to visit, and he felt a little sorry in his heart.

Nothing happened overnight.

Before dawn, the two arrived at a corpse inn to rest, which was very serious, there was no gambling house, and there were no old ghosts.

In fact, not even a single figure can be seen.

"The second floor is the guest room."

"Eat in the hall on the first floor, park the corpse on the side, and have a kitchen in the back, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, everything is available, and you want to eat and make it yourself."

The four-eyed master is like a treasure.

In the end, Meng Fan cut some bacon hanging on the beam of the house and put two tubes of dried noodles with snow vegetables.

The two of them dealt with each other.

As for the white horse, which acts as a leg force, he stopped and stopped along the way, nibbled on the grass on the side of the road, and found some herbs to beat his teeth, which was not too comfortable, and was resting in the stable at the moment.

The four-eyed master was full of wine and food, crossed his legs, picked up a toothpick, and said casually: "Xiaofan, you don't need to wash the pots and pans, let's go upstairs to rest in a while, and the Yin Si side will arrange for the little ghost to clean up regularly." ”

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

Meng Fan was curious about the doorway, and there happened to be an experienced teacher next to him.

Soon, he got the answer:

The corpse inn is opened by the Yin Division, and only the corpse is eligible to stay, after entering, whether it is safety, or food and clothing, you don't have to worry about it, just rest and settle yourself.

Just like the noodles and bacon that were taken before, they will soon be replenished by the ghosts, and they are also responsible for the trivial things such as washing dishes and pots.

However, the corpse chasers do not enjoy this convenience for free, and during the New Year's holidays, they must burn paper money to the Yin Si Yamen who is in charge of this matter, and offer incense.

"It's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles."

After sighing with emotion, Meng Fan meditated cross-legged, waiting for night to fall and set off again.

From northern Guangdong to western Xiangxi, the straight-line distance is more than 1,000 miles, and this trip does not take the official road, the mountain road twists and turns, and it takes about ten days to arrive.

Of course, this is still ideal.

Summers are rainy.

The stars are naturally very good, but if it is windy and rainy, it will be difficult.

Even if Meng Fan was able to open the human disk, and use it to hook the territory, turning an area around him into a domain that he could control, he would not be able to resist Tianwei day and night.

Therefore, when it is time to rest, it is time to rest, and when it is time to take shelter from the rain, anyway, there is at least one month before the scheduled time, which is more than enough.

Day Twelfth.

Another hundred and ten miles, it will enter the boundary of Xiangxi.

A team of zombies clasped hands and danced forward at a constant speed with the ringtone of the four soul-calming bells.

After a comfortable journey, the third master finally realized that he could no longer squeeze his nephew like this.

Really jumped nearly 2,000 miles.

At this moment, Meng Fan sat on horseback drinking sweet rice wine, and estimated in his heart that if he had a high-tech mobile phone by his side and could connect to the Internet, then no one could compare to him in terms of steps.

"If you want me to say, your kid's physique is not much better than the demon beasts recorded in the classics."

After jumping for more than ten or twenty miles in a row, his eyes couldn't help panting, and he became more and more envious of his nephew in his heart, and quipped:

"You can't grow up drinking animal milk, do you?"

"When you open the secret storage of the human body, your physique will be strengthened." Meng Fan replied seriously.

There are eight doors in the human body, each of which corresponds to the eight trigrams, and once opened, it will immediately feed back to the physical body.

However, Meng Fan's ability to reach such a shocking point is inseparable from the Emperor's Body Forging Technique.

However, this method cannot be passed on, so it is better to keep a low profile than to say it to make the master envious.

And Simu doesn't understand these twists and turns, but he won't get to the bottom of it, and he talks about it, praising Meng Fan's talent and saying that Qianhe has a good disciple.

Due to being praised for a long time, Meng Fan has formed immunity and does not feel excited.

"Definitely!"

"Rest for a while and drink some water."

As soon as he pointed out, the zombies in a neat line immediately jumped, and the four eyes casually hung the soul lamp on the zombie's arm, and walked to the back of the line:

"This guy is too useless, he's so young, he can't even carry this little thing!"

The zombie is also pitiful, the bamboo basket is full of baggage, all kinds of cloth bags are hung all over, it is estimated that there are 200 catties, and it also jumped all the way from Beiyue to Xiangxi......

"Uncle Shi, you can give points."

"That way it can straighten up, too."

Meng Fan proposed.

These zombies are all artificially transformed, different from Ren Weiyong's kind, although they are not afraid of the sun, but they are not very ferocious, purely for the convenience of driving away the corpses, and they were temporarily catalyzed by talismans and secret methods.

So...... Not to mention the infinite force, bones and other tissues will also be worn out.

Simu drank two sips of water, rinsed his mouth again, and said:

"Got it."

"It's good to have an extra horse when you go."

Lion armor, all kinds of ritual utensils, Western objects......

These things are already fast into the tolerance limit of the white horse, if you add more, it will probably not run far, and you can only grieve those customers.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan stroked the soft and shiny mane of the mount, and the white horse became more and more psychic, not only being able to find all kinds of herbs to eat by himself, but also being able to detect the emotions of his master, and immediately shake his ears in response.

"Uncle Shi, how far is it to get there?"

"When we arrive at the boundary of Xiangxi, there are not so many people, let's hurry up tonight, and we won't shy away from it during the day, we can arrive at noon."

Simu touched it for a moment and added:

"By tomorrow afternoon at the latest, you and I don't know how many times you have taken this corpse route, and you can go home with your eyes closed."

When Meng Fan heard this, he secretly said in his heart:

If I remember correctly, there was a fox spirit in the original play who stole the corpse halfway and wanted to use the zombie's yin qi to practice.

And beasts have a strong sense of territory, and even more so after turning into demons, they may encounter them.

"What do you think?"

Simu ate a rice cake and looked at the thoughtful nephew.

"What if something robs a corpse halfway? This way down, it was too peaceful. ”