The hazy sky didn't seem to dissipate at all, and the rain was ticking down the eaves of the mountain temple......

After practicing, listen to the rain knocking on the panes, drink tea soup to moisten your throat, and smell the dark fragrance to refresh your lungs.

The wind and rain gather in the tea, hidden in the clouds and water.

The old cow will be prepared with incense on the light

As the saying goes: If you want to know the method of flying in the day, you can burn incense and listen to the rain.

With the help of good rain, the incense burning story has also become particularly meaningful.

"Old cow, and go over there, it's too delicious~"

"Moo!"

Li Ping'an was about to drink tea, good guy.

How is rice wine?

There was the cry of an old cow in the dark, and we had no tea leaves, only rice wine.

Deler~

I really don't match the style and elegance.

"Old cow, it stinks, what have you eaten?"

At this moment, the temple door was pushed open from the outside with a "bang~".

disturbed the retreat, Li Ping'an was a little helpless.

Two figures hurried into the temple.

"Senior sister, are you alright?"

“......... It's okay, you didn't catch up, did you? ”

The two were none other than the two disciples of Xuanruo and Wen Ruohai Chaolongguan whom Li Ping'an met in Shang County.

"Nope."

There was not even a fire in the temple, Wen Ruohai lit a fire.

By the light of the fire, I found out that there was still a person in the temple.

Wen Ruohai was startled, and only then did he realize that the other party was the blind man who played the erhu that he met halfway before.

"It's you!?"

Li Ping'an smiled: "The two of you meet again." ”

Xuan Ruo squeezed out a smile, sat down and began to deal with the wounds on his body.

Her injuries were not light, and there were several wounds on her body that were bleeding black, which was obviously a sign of poisoning.

"Senior sister, I still have some antidote pills here."

"I've already taken it, what does it taste like..... It stinks...."

"Then I'll give you an infusion of aura."

"No, my body is chaotic now, and inputting spiritual energy will harm me."

Wen Ruohai wiped the rain from his face, very guilty, "Senior sister, it's all my fault." ”

"It's not your business, put out the fire quickly, lest the beast find out."

"Good!"

Wen Ruohai trampled on the fire with three strikes and five divisions.

Xuan Ruo crossed his legs, holding his breath and concentrating to prepare to resist the poison that invaded his body.

"This is corpse poison," Li Ping'an suddenly said, "It's already like this, I'm afraid it's too late to detoxify." ”

Wen Ruohai raised his head and looked at Li Ping'an in surprise.

In the darkness, he could only see a rough outline.

"How did the gentleman know?" Xuan Ruo opened his eyes and wondered.

"I have a good nose and smell it."

Wen Ruohai: "What are you kidding! ”

"Please give me advice." Xuan Ruo's tone was sincere.

"Hiccup~" Li Ping'an burped, "Glutinous rice detoxification, but now there is no glutinous rice foot to be lucky, I just drank rice wine." ”

With that, he stood up and walked to Xuan Ruo's side.

Urging the wine qi with vitality, it enters from the three acupoints of the opponent's spiritual platform, tendon contraction, and center.

Xuan Ruo violently spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"The heart is not damaged, fortunately you ran in time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to save it." Li Ping'an said, "Old Niu, find some nourishing pills." ”

"Moo~"

The old cow took out the small medicine box behind him and rummaged through it with his head down.

Soon, find two pills the size of a marquise.

[Doctor's benevolent heart cures the sick and saves people +5]

Within a moment, Xuan Ruo felt that her body had improved a lot, although she did not immediately return to her original appearance, but she was saved from the brink of life and death.

Call~~

A strong mountain breeze was blowing in from outside.

"Many.. Thank you sir...."

Xuan Ruo had already noticed that Li Ping'an was definitely not an ordinary person, and he didn't show any surprise at the moment.

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, "I forgot to ask, are you meeting zombies, or people who use corpse poison." ”

"It's a zombie! At least a zombie that has been cultivated for more than a hundred years, and its body has grown hair. ”

Li Ping'an thought for a moment, "Lao Niu checked." ”

"Moo!"

Lao Niu looked through the small book and found a class of recorded zombies.

Moo explained to Li Ping'an, stiff hair, copper skin and iron bones, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the body.

Swift in action, jumping over the house and trees, jumping vertically like flying, and beginning to be unafraid of fire.

Li Ping'an nodded, "So that's the case, that thing chased after me." ”

Suddenly, such a sentence came, which made Xuan Ruo and the others stunned.

As soon as the words fell, the gate of the mountain temple was torn open.

Not pushed away, but torn like pieces of paper.

Wind and rain poured in, eroding every inch of land and space in the temple.

There was a man standing outside.

With the flickering thunder, he caught the figure of the other party in an instant.

The man was blue-faced and fanged, hideous and terrifying, with pale skin, dark eyes, and white hair.

Li Ping'an opened his eyes.

"Tsk", it is indeed a stiff hair.

Zombies are quite harmful.

Often, when a zombie appears, it will affect a village.

Even in a county town guarded by the military, it can cause disaster.

Therefore, the government's policy towards zombies is very decisive, and they will be killed when they meet.

Li Ping'an stretched out two fingers, twisted them lightly, and swiped them in mid-air.

Zheng~~~

The combined strike of the sword and the sound, the rain blade in the sky and the wind and thunder in the sky are integrated!

The bitter cold wind appeared more fierce and fierce.

The sword flashed, and the sword was over for the zombie.

But the strong chill never dissipated.

Mao stood stunned in place, the sword came too suddenly, too sharp, and reached its throat in an instant.

Wen Ruohai stood in the mountain temple, watching his stiff head fall into the rain like a ball.

He wanted to say something, but found that his tongue was knotted, and he didn't know what to say.

What's that? Sword?

Compared to this sword, his own sword seems to be scrap metal and rotten iron.

"As soon as Fang meets, he will greet him without saying a word, isn't it too disproportionate for Your Excellency to do things like this."

The sudden sound made the two disciples in the temple subconsciously turn their heads and look in the direction of the source of the sound.

Li Ping'an smiled, "It's strange today, I met so many zombies." ”