Mu Bangqing glanced at the list and found that the last name on the list was torn in half, "Who is the last one?" How can there only be a surname. ”

"I'll see, Sun ...... Sun, it seems that her name is Sun Suyi, and she doesn't blame the old lady, I was inquiring about the people who were singing, and the old lady came over, so I asked her by the way, she took my list and looked at it for a long time without speaking, and you know what happened next. Lu Junying pulled out the list in Mu Bangqing's hand and began to recall.

"This paper was taken from the old lady, fortunately I am fast, otherwise, this day's work will be in vain."

Lu Junying saw Mu Bangqing's index finger and middle finger tapping back and forth on the table, and moved to sit beside her, "It seems that there is a clue?" Let's talk about it. ”

"Yes, but you'll have to survive tonight." As soon as the words fell, Mu Bangqing flashed behind the pillar.

Two kitchen knives flew in from outside the door, slashing across Lu Junying's cheeks, bringing out a trace of blood, and the closed door was also slashed to the ground by the kitchen knives.

"Grass mud horse, play really? If the master hadn't dodged this time, he was afraid that he would have to return to the west just now. Lu Junying was furious and walked towards the door, drawing his sword and posing as if he was going to die to the end.

Mu Bangqing poked her head out and looked outside, and immediately retracted in fright, this is simply an ancient version of a zombie, this black pressure is very scary, and it makes her dense phobia committed.

There are too many people, Lu Junying is afraid that it is enough to choke alone, Mu Bangqing took a few deep breaths, her teeth bit her lower lip, and the pain stimulated her brain, making her more awake, and the green light flashed in her hand.

Mu Bangqing's right hand waved into the air, and the green light condensed in his hand changed into a long green rattan with the direction of its wave.

Mu Bangqing used the rattan in his hand to temporarily resist most of the manipulated corpses for Lu Junying, and Lu Junying released the flames in his palm as fast as possible to burn the corpses.

"It's too much, I can't hold it! If you continue like this, you will die of exhaustion. The flame in Lu Junying's hand began to become unstable, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

"Isn't it what you said about the physical strength of immortal cultivators? Men can't say they can't! ”

Hearing the Haikou that Mu Bangqing boasted before laughing at him, Lu Junying was like a dumb person eating Coptis chinensis, unable to say what he was suffering, gritting his teeth, and planning to hold on for a while.

Is there such a big gap between the foundation that has just been built and the foundation that is close to Jindan? Mu Bangqing's spiritual power was used for far less time than Lu Junying, but she had been using her body to support it.

These manipulated corpses are burned one after another, and the on-and-forth is endless.

Mu Bangqing used himself as bait, and those walking corpses seemed to know that they couldn't get benefits from Lu Junying, so they formed a circle and gradually approached Mu Bangqing.

Mu Bangqing took out the talisman that Fang Mu gave her, the spiritual power flowed at her fingertips, and the next second she appeared outside the circle, and another spirit gathering talisman was also thrown to the peach tree in the distance at this moment.

Mu Bangqing's ring finger and little finger crossed with both hands, and the thumb, index finger and middle finger pressed against each other, pointing at the walking corpse, and the branches and teeth of the peach tree became thicker and longer in a moment, wrapping around the arms, waists and legs of the walking corpses from the outer circle, until they were wrapped into zongzi and could not move.

"Lu Junying!"

"Roger!" Lu Junying bit his index finger and drew a talisman on the palm of his left hand that could instantly increase his ability to release flames by dozens of times.

With the cooperation of the two, this large group of walking corpses all turned into charred corpses.

As soon as the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, Lu Junying's body seemed to be uncontrollable, and he swung his sword at Mu Bangqing, "Quickly dodge." ”

Mu Wanqing drew his sword and picked up the sword that Lu Junying stabbed over, and kept a safe enough distance from Lu Junying, "Can a living person control it?" Troublesome! ”

Just singing in the distance, the enemy figure didn't see it, Lu Junying was manipulated like this, which made Mu Bangqing unsettled, and he didn't dare to approach at will, so he had to keep dodging.

Last night, the sound of the opera disappeared when the rooster crowed, that is, as long as she played delaying tactics, it would be safe to drag it until the rooster crowed.

It's just that his current physical condition, playing a war of attrition, is 100% unbearable, maybe, if he is not careful, he will be controlled.

When the time comes, there will really be no one to save them.

With a strong desire to survive, Mu Bangqing miraculously resisted until Ji Naruto scattered, and in addition to the enemy who disappeared, Lu Junying disappeared.

The sixth sense told her that time was running out for her, and that she had to find out all the truth and find the enemy before the next night fell, otherwise there would definitely be Lu Junying among the walking corpses tonight.

Mu Bangqing looked tired, although he was standing, his whole body shook like a reed blown by the wind.

"It's not okay to go on like this...... Mu Wanqing rubbed his temples, remembering that there was a bottle of awakening pills in his bag, so he staggered towards the house.

After eating the Awakening Pill, Mu Wanqing became energetic again, the tiredness on his face disappeared for the time being, with a sword hanging from his waist and two kitchen knives from the dead bodies that attacked them, he walked angrily to the house where the housekeeper lived.

Mu Wanqing dragged the housekeeper who was knocked out by her to the place where Mrs. Qian lived, and no one knew what Mu Wanqing had done.

The people who cleaned only knew that since they saw their lady in the morning, they had lost their souls, and they looked even paler and frightening than when the old man died.

"Butterfly leads, beckons." Mu Bangqing bit his middle finger, and his spiritual power condensed between his middle fingers, and finally turned into a bewitching butterfly with the help of Mu Bangqing's blood.

Mu Bangqing followed the trail of the butterfly's flight, and the shovel dragged behind him slid a deep imprint on the barren land, leading the red butterfly to finally stop in front of the wordless wooden plaque, and the spiritual power was dissipated.

"Found it." Mu Bangqing waved his shovel and dug towards the grave.

From the moment the ground was broken, Mu Bangqing could clearly feel the wind around her, which made her even more convinced that she had found the right place.

Mu Bangqing had just finished priing the coffin with nails firmly nailed to it, and was about to lift the coffin, the sky changed greatly, and the cold wind blowing from her back made her whole body tremble, and when she turned around, she saw that it was the masked man who sang in the middle of the night that she saw in the Qian Mansion.

"Mr. Suyi, I am eager to save people, I have to make this decision, please forgive me." Mu Bangqing bowed to the masked man, and the shovel on his side was kicked away.

"You know everything?" Seeing that Mu Wanqing's attitude was not bad, the masked man did not immediately get angry and pursue it.

Mu Wanqing shook her head, "I just know a rough idea, and the details are only known to you who have experienced it." ”

Sun Suyi's story begins 25 years ago.

Twenty-five years ago, Sun's opera troupe first came to Qingchuan, and Sun Suyi, who made his debut on stage, became popular overnight with his shocking voice.

Within two years, the troupe, which was about to be disbanded, became richer and richer under the support of Sun Suyi, and many nobles did not hesitate to trek through mountains and rivers in order to listen to Mr. Sun's play.

The turning point of the matter began when Sun Suyi was invited by the Qian Mansion to celebrate the birthday of the son of the Qian family.

That's right, the Qian family has a son, Qian Yu, but he died too early, and the descendants who came to the Qian Mansion later did not see it, plus, the average life expectancy here is about forty, fifty or sixty is considered a rare high lifespan, and it is normal for the younger generation in Qingchuan not to know.